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PAGE TWO MR. SIKE OLOGY (Continued from Page 1. Column 4) one or two hmnan beings around here," he said. All Green, he smiled one of his most scenic smiles, and told Mr. Wortham that there wasn't any man south of latitude 96 that knew as much as he did about the cow business, taken by and large--especially by. So the movie cowhand went to work at a salary, and if he had had one of them hired writers to tell it for him, I reckon he would have been getting six or seven thousand dollars a week. But .1;lae way it was, he drew down forty- five a month and found. Old Man Wortham told Dug and me and Alf Green to go over to Jim Pritchett's place and haze back a bunch of yo/mg broncs which he had traded Jim out of, leaving Mr. Pritehett his eyeteeth, only. And that was a kind of a fatal thing to have done. It was fatal for Dug Turner and me, anyway, looking at the matter from "a domestical standpoint and leaving psy- chology entirely out of it. Because Sally Pritchett looked upon All Green and fell plumb out of the hammock and love with Dug Turner and me at the same moment of time. Up to then it would have been hard for a layman to have told which one" of. us she liked the best. She didn't know, herself, she had often told us. "You boys look exactly alike to me," she would say, her eyes playing a tune on our heart strings. "You're like a couple of raw oysters--if I should take .one, I'll wish I had taken the other." "Well, why don't you turn a card, or draw straws, or somcthing?" Dug asked hen "There ain't any use keep- ing yourself in suspense." "It's such a delicious suspense," Sal- ly gurgled. "Besides, drawing straws is so plebian--so common. I'd rather decide the question more romantically.' "Well, then, let me shoot Hap," sug- gested Dug. "Then you wouldn't have no more worries about it." "No; you're so extravagant," said Sally. "Lead has gone up, dad says." "I know it," Dug grinned, "bnt it shows how reckless I am when I think of you. I don't care for expenses at all." And fhat is about the Way matters stood when All Green unbuttoned his face in Sally's presence that day. "Introduce your friend," she said, before I was anyways near through holding her hand. "Who--Dug Turner? Shucks, you already know him," I said. "Dug---of course not," Sally frowned. "I mean th~ handsome fello~s 1hal came ovel with you." "Oh--him! He ain't a {fiend," 1 told her. "He's a movie actor and a cow- boy combined." But Dug, he introduced 'era, and he might as well have taken a dose of rat poison with the other hand, because Sally went and snuggled right up un- der the actor's smile and let it trickle all over her. Then Dug and I, we went out to the barn and kicked Jim Pr~tchett's dog all around the corral. That's how we felt about the entire situation. When we got back to the r~,nch, Dug asked Old Man Wortham who he al- lowed was going to twist them new cayuses. "Most of them broncs are rough- and-ready ponies," Dug said. "It had been listening in a casual manner, got up and went down to the bunk house. And Dug complained, sadly: "Sometimes I almost arrive at the conclusion that mebbe psychology is kind of tame for such practical purpo- ses as inflating salaries. It seems to be too refined for such hard-boiled gents as Old Man Wortham is." "Shucks, you're too impatient," I said. "Professor Musgrove, he told us not to get discouraged at obstacles, didn't he ?" "Well, gosh, what're you going to get discouraged at, if you can't get discouraged at obstacles ?" Dug asked, quaintlike. And we didn't do much more along psycho]ogical lines for a day or ~'wo. The old man went and told Dug and I to rope out a couple of them wild mus- tangs, and straddle 'era a few, so as to kind of earn our wages. Which wasn't our job; but Old Man Wortham was our boss, which made it even. So we snubbed 'era up to a post and got 'era kind of used to us, and then we rode 'era. Or we almost rode 'era. Dug rode his, and I would have ridden mine, only I lost my stirrup at what you would call an inopportune time, the time being the minute that darn pony jumped to the southeast when I was leaning heavy on the north. So I ]eft the pony for the time being, and sat on the ground about as e~tem- poraneously as I ever (lid anything in nay life. Then Dug's bronc thought of a fine joke, so he went and rubbed him se- verely against the wire fence back of the corral, and that was all Dug needed to make him plumb disgusted with his mount. So he got off in a hurried . manner, too, and I had to climb on Pink-eyed Mike and go catch the run- away mustang. Which, taken altogether, and making one entire circumstance of it, caused Old Man Wortham to make remarks in a cool, calculating tone of words: To be Continued. FISH CAN HEAR AND HEED THE NOON WHISTLE By Science Service Berlin, Jan. 26.--Additional evidence that fish are able to hear has been produced by a German scientist. He fed blind fish to a musical accompani- ment. After the sixth day of this treatment, the fish always came up to the surface when the whistle blew. Once learned, the trick was never for- gotten, the fish always appearing on time during the thirty days of the test. Another fish, evidently not quite so bright, took twenty-five days to learn, but never failed afterwards, Sea Water Etches Glass Glass is considerably affected by ex- posure to sea water. The lenses of signal lights on ships become covered by a thin layer of sea salt which even- tually etches into the glass. The U. S. Bureau of Standards in an investi- gation of this subject has found that lead glass was quite susceptible to this corrosive action, while ordinary soda- lime glass and borG-silicate glass are little affected. Renew your subscription to The Catalina Islander, $2 per year. Catalina will give you the rest of your life. Come to Catalina. wouldn't surprise me none if they didn't cut up a good deal. I'll bet some of them piebald animals can jump quite high and come down pretty dad- berned simultaneous." "Mr. Green is the new and official bronco buster of this young and pros- perous rancho," Mr. Wortham said. "I wouldn't be surprised if Mr. Green rode most of those untamed steeds pretty much straight up." It seemed to me that the said Mr. Green's loose-leafed smile looked kind of down in the mouth right about then, but I might have been mistaken. It kind of appeared as though he could have heard words that would have jin- gled more nmsically than those used in such a hearty and flourishing manner by Old Man Wortham. Anyway, we didn't get a chance to see how he went about it, because the old man, he sent Dug and me over to Ryepatch to help Mose Huller for a few days, and by the time we got back, why, Alf Green and Old Man Wor- thaw were drinking something and dis- cussing something else out under the locust trees in the backyard, and the broncos were in the upper pasture. "Gosh, he's done broke that whole bunch of mustangs already," Dug said, in a kind of hushed tone of voice, like a clam sings. "Shucks, 1'11 bet he ain't broke any- thing but his word," 1 said. "That guy is as much of a false alarm as a deaf and dumb man's clock." But we asked Wong, the Chinaman cook, what he knew about the bronco twisting industry thereabouts, and he said that most anything would be news to him. "Fussy man no ride bronc," Wong informed us. "Catchee sick; tell o1' man feel bum. Tell o1' man he ride too many brone fob picture; tell o1' man goin' be O. K. nex' week. You shob- by ?" Which fitted exactly into the trend of my thoughts. "This here Mr.Green is a bigger bluff than a buffalo," I said to Dug. "I'll bet he can't ride in a wagon." And Dug, he felt practically the same as I did, making it just about as unan- imous as two fellows ever get on the same subject. While we were over to Ryepatch, Dug and I figgered out a lot of new psychology to try on Old Man Wor- tham, and Sire Bacon offered to see what he could do toward helping us out. So that evening he called up on the house telephone. "Hullo," he said to Old Man Wor- Sham's psychological ear. "This is Mis- ter J. Kenworthy Slubb, of Texas," he went on like a collar. "I hear you got two of the finest, hardest-working, hon- estest fellers in the State working for you. S'that right, or ain't it?" "It ain't," said Old Man Wortham. "Why ain't it ?" Sire wanted to know, all ready to argue. "You got the wrong number," Mr. Wortham said. Most any other num- ber in the valley might do, but this one is the wrong one. But this is the only ranch in seven States that has two of the most worthless hired hands ever assembled together under one banner." "How would you feel about it if I was to offer 'era six or seven times what you're payin' 'era to come and work for nae down in Texas?" Sire asked, kind of severely. "I would feel that you ought to have your liberties restrained," said Old WORTH SELLING IS WORTH Man Wortham. And Dug and I, who ' TELLING--ADVERTISE! THE CATALINA ISLAN E I Sells for $I.00 And is guaranteed to cure druff. Get rid of this itching condition, that is so blesome. Money refunded if deen does not accomplish this. AVALON DRUG 405 Crescent Avenue Curios and Souv, I.ook for the Sign of The Big Curio H. D. MacRae Co. LYLE PENDEGAST Attorney at 1031 Title Insurance Building Los Angeles Phone, Main ERNEST WINDLE Notary Publi LeEel Ooeumenta Promptly Executed News Stand, 0pp. Boos Bros. I The AVALON Dan Ostoich, Proprietor 403 CRESCENT AVENUE Good Food, WeB Cooked and Neatly Served. 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