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About The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965 | View Entire Issue (Oct. 16, 1941)
Feathered Fighters for U. S. I alconry, one of the oldest of the world's sports, is to be given a try-out as a military weapon of the United States. There is little doubt that peregrine falcons, properly trained, could be used as ideal interceptors for carrier pigeons used by the enemy. To handle, these feathered draftees a number of soldiers are being trained as falconers, under Lieut. Thos. MacClure. These photos were made during a falconry demonstration at the Bronx Zoo, Meiv York. W rn. •;'W Lieut. MacClure “gentles” (gets it accustomed to being handled) “Thunderbolt,” the first falcon to join the 11. S. army signal corps. Falcons are found in big cities roosting on ledges. A keeper at the Bronx zoo is about to hood a golden eagle. The leather hood is to keep it from seeing until the falconer wants it to see. Then it is taken off. Each day the falconer must spend an hour or so with the hooded bird on his wrist. Stout leather thongs called "Jesses" are attached to the bird's legs. A hove: Hood removed, the zoo eagle is shown in flight here. The bird is re turning to the keeper’s wrist. 'The light rope attached to the “Jesses” is to keep the bird from going after pi geons and sea gulls. Right: A closeupvimv of the hooded eagle. The plume in front is just an ornament. The eagle has made his perch and is about to rest. It would be difficult to train enough eagles, even if there were enough. II He Understood Women By RICHARD HILL WILKINSON (Associated Newspapers—WNU Service.) A T TWENTY-FOUR Ranee Fiske was a handsome lad and very ; / Y much aware of the fact. He knew women and understood them. He delighted in conquests, prided himself on the long list of broken hearts for which he was re sponsible, possessed no scruples and believed himself infallible. In brief. Ranee was a maker of love par ex cellence. That was why Lorna Simms puz zled him. Lorna was the belle of Holbrook where Ranee had gone to recuperate from a slight nervous breakdown. He met her the day after he arrived, and the forlorn, unhappy look left his eyes. It wasn’t going to be so bad having to spend a month in this hick town, after all. In fact, he was rather glad he’d come, because Lorna looked as though she would be worth the effort of conquest. Still she puzzled him. She didn’t rise to his bait, didn’t display any more interest in him than she did in the local youths, didn’t seem at all flattered by his attentions. At first he was amused. He'd seen ’em act this way before, and knew exactly the system to use to bring 'em to terms. And so Ranee bided his time, waited two days, in fact, before making another try—and discovered she’d practically forgotten him in the interval. This was annoying. For a moment or two he was actu ally upset. No girl he’d ever known had reacted quite in this manner before. He analyzed the situation, assured himself that pretty Lorna was, after all, only a woman, de She didn’t rise to his bait, didn’t seem at all flattered by his atten tions. spite her background, hence human, and sure-fire methods of approach. He buckled down in dead earnest to the business of making a success of this new conquest and succeed ed, much to the annoyance of one Gerald Niles, a local youth who had designs on the gorgeous Lorna, in causing her to display toward him what he identified as keen interest. But the keen interest was, as far as Lorna was concerned, nothing more than an amused attraction. She accepted an occasional invita tion to attend a movie and go for a drive with him, but she never en | couraged his attentions, never laughed more than was politely nec essary at his wisecracks. After two weeks, Ranee took ac ! count of stock. There was only one explanation: Lorna wasn’t the yokel he'd supposed. She was smart and she was playing the game as subtly and as cleverly as he. Well, all right. If that were her attitude he had a means of frustrating any fs j male when it came to matters of the heart. And so the next time Lorna ac companied him on a drive into the country he said casually: “Well, it looks as though I’ll have to cut my visit short. Had a telephone call from New York last night and I guess I’ll have to pull up stakes early tomorrow morning.” “It doesn’t pay,” said Lorna in differently, "to stay away from your work too long in these times.” Ranee coughed and looked away over the hills. “I don’t suppose,” he mused, “I’ll be missed a great deal.” "That,” said Lorna, “is because you haven’t made many friends here. Folks think you're cold and i hard and distant.” She laugfild apologetically. "I can understand why you feel you won’t be missed. Though, frankly, I think it’s your own fault." “And I suppose,” he said icily, “the interest you’ve displayed in me was out of pity?” She looked at him in grave con cern. “Oh, I didn’t want you to feel that way! You mustn’t!” Ranee stepped on the starter of his hired car and headed it for town. He was grimly silent and an noyed. So she was still playing the game, eh? She thought he would swallow that line like these local apple knockers. So she knew that \ that telephone call business had been a gag and she wanted to im press him with the fact Well, he’d show her she was wrong! He’d j actually pack up and leave, and see how she liked that! He’d give her three days before he came back j and If she weren’t ready to come to | terms by then—well, the system had ; never failed him yet. And so the next day Ranee packed his bags and walked around by Lorna’s house a good hour be fore train time, to say good-by. Much to his disgust Lorna took his hand warmly. “It's really been nice knowing you. Ranee I — I hope you don’t think that my inter est was wholly out of—’’ She broke off, laughing and Ranee felt a wave of contempt surge through him. She was, after all, pretty crude about it Telling him in such a sloppy man ner that she really did care! As if he didn't know that! Well, she had gone a little too far. There was a limit to what a man could stand. He decided in that moment to go through with his plan, actually leave town for awhile and let her suffer. "It's been nice knowing you, too,” he told her with nicely gauged sar casm. “Perhaps we’ll meet again sometime.” “Oh, I hope so. I'd love to have you come up for the wedding.” “Wedding?” “Mine and Gerald's. We’re to be married next month, you know.” "No,” said Ranee, “I didn’t know. But I think that’s splendid. Just dandy!” He turned and left her and during the five minutes it took to reach the station, a host of thoughts paraded through his mind. He couldn’t settle on anything definite, however, couldn’t convince himself of the reality of the facts that kept pounding against his brain. The station platform, save for a solitary figure, was deserted, be cause it was still 45 minutes before train time. The solitary figure approached Ranee and blocked his path. “I guess,” said the figure, “you know me. Well, I’m Gerald Niles, and ever since the day you arrived I’ve wanted to punch your nose. In fact, I promised myself I wouldn’t let you get out of town without doing it. Only reason I haven’t is because of Lorna. Sometimes she makes me mad with that kind heart of hers. Just because everyone else thought you were a conceited, ignorant fool, Lorna took pity and thought it was her duty to befriend you. Well, that's O.K., except that I don’t like the way you’ve been treating her. Why, damn it, you’ve acted as though you were doing her a favor, letting her ride around with you like that. And I maintain that a guy like you needs his nose punched, if he ever wants to learn anything, and in view of the fact that Lorna and I are to be married next month, I feel that it’s my duty.” Whereupon Mr. Niles swung into action and presently Ranee Fiske found himself sitting on the station platform with blood spurting from his nose and a dazed expression in his eyes. Presently his distorted vision cleared and he saw Gerald Niles shuffling disinterestedly out toward the village. He felt tenderly of his injuries and a smirk appeared on his face. The facts which had been pounding at his brain suddenly gained admission and asserted themselves. And Ranee Fiske, maker of love par excellence, was for the first time in his life abruptly convinced of something besides his own ability in his chosen profession. Chief Joseph Retreat Epic Military Move Chief Joseph, upright, intrepid sachem of the Nez Perces (that’s French for pierced noses), is re nowned for a masterful military re treat that ended in his betrayal by the white man. Early in 1877 the government ordered the Nez Perces to move from their home in the Wallowa valley of Oregon to the Lapwai reservation in Idaho. Jo seph, refusing, said that his claim to the valley had been upheld by President Grant in 1873. Attempts to eject the Indians were resisted, some white settlers were killed, and war was declared. After several battles which the whites lost, Jo seph displayed remarkable general ship in a retreat that is famous to this day. Though soldiers were in front and behind him and on his flank, he brought his warriors, with their wives and children, to within 50 milea of the Canadian border be fore reinforcements compelled his surrender. When he yielded, it was with the promise that he would be permitted to return to his own coun try. The promise, given, was not kept, and the valiant sachem and his homesick people were sent to Indian territory in Oklahoma. But we can conclude on a pleasant note: Chief Joseph in time became the warm friend of his captor, Colonel Miles, and passed on in 1904, conscious that he was held in high esteem by his white brothers. Police Orders Beyond Law Magistrate Solomon ruled not long ago in New York city that the pub lic need not obey police orders that go beyond the law. Believe it or not, you don’t really have to move on when a policeman orders you. A Brooklyn man watching a side walk dice game dared to tell a po liceman that it was a free country and that he was not going to move on until he was told the reason why The magistrate upheld him, sayint that he was well within his rights and not subject to such a dictatorial order. (Released by Western Newspaper Union.) Camp Cavalcade SHADOWY figures in a cavalcade of American history—such are the men behind the names of the great army cantonments scattered all over the United States, where young Americans are learning to be soldiers in order to defend their country when the need arises. Camp Toombs, near Toccoa, Ga., is named for one of the most re ! marxaDie men ever produced by that state—Rob ert Toombs (1810 1885), soldier and statesman. His first military ex perience was as a captain of vol unteers against the Alabama In dians in the 30s, followed by a po-, litical career that took him to the United States Robert Toombs senate irom which he was expelled in 1861 because of his advocacy of secession. He could have been pres ident of the new Confederate States of America, but he declined that honor, just as he had declined the offer of cabinet offices under Presi dent Taylor and Fillmore. He did consent to serve briefly as secre tary of state under President Jeffer son Davis, then was commissioned a brigadier-general in the Confed erate army in which he served throughout the war. At the close of the conflict he fled to Cuba, lived for a time in England, France and Canada before returning to the Unit ed States. His last years were spent near his birthplace, Washington, Ga. Not long after David Sloan Stan ley (1828-1902). a native of Ohio, was D. S. Stanley graduated from West Point, he was sent to the Western Plains as a lieutenant of dragons and started on the ca reer which made him one of the best - known In dian fighters of his day. But be fore that, there were four years of service in the Union army dur mg wnicn ne rose irom captain to major-general, and rendered con spicuous service at the battles of New Madrid, Island No. 10, Corinth, Iuka, Jonesboro, Nashville, Spring Hill, Stone River, Resaca, Ruffs Sta tion and Franklin, where he was des perately wounded but refused to leave the field until the battle was won. After the war* he served against the Indians in the Dakotas, led the famous Yellowstone expedi tion of 1873, fought the redskins in Kansas, Oklahoma, New Mexico and brought peace to the Texas frontier by suppressing Indian raids in the Lone Star state. That's why he is remembered gratefully in Texas and why the camp near Leon Springs bears his name. The name of another great caval ry leader is preserved in the name of Camp Wheel er, near Frank linton, Ga. It hon ors the memory of Joseph T. (‘‘Fighting Joe”) Wheeler (1836 1906) the ‘‘Geor gia gamecock" who was assigned to the dragoons immediately aft er his graduation from West Point in 1859. When he entered the Con federate army he was first made Joseph T. Wheeler colonel of an infantry regiment and commanded a brigade at the Bat tle of Shiloh. But the next year he was transferred to the cavalry and from that time on he was one of the South's most daring and success ful raiders. After the death of "Jeb” Stuart in 1864. he was the senior cavalry general of the Confederate armies and rose to the rank of lieu tenant-general. After the war, he studied law and was repeatedly re elected to congress. At the out break of the Spanish-American war, “Fighting Joe” was again in the saddle as a general of cavalry sent to Cuba to fight the Spaniards. Camp Haan near Riverside, Calif., is also named for a veteran of the Cuban and Philippine campaigns— Brig. Gen. William George Haan, a native of Indiana and a West Point graduate in the class of 1889, who was three times recommended for brevets for “conspicuous conduct in action” from 1898 to 1901. Taps “Taps” was originally a signal for retiring in military camps and was played on the drums. Later it was sounded on the bugle, the common est tune, "The Last Post,” being in troduced into this country by the British army during the Revolution. The melody of the present “Taps” was composed by Daniel Butter worth, a brigadier-general in the Union army. It was first sounded on the bugle by Oliver W. Norton, brig ade bugler, at Harrison’s Landing, Va., in July, 1862. I V.- sSBVYING CIRCL.^ -> 8999, 'T'HIS frock, having a longer top with skirt attached at a low waistline, is a new silhouette which you will see again and again in fall fashions. Our version has a simple front buttoning, open neckline top tapered with darts to fit closely through the natural waistline. 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