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About The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965 | View Entire Issue (Aug. 26, 1954)
Prairieland Talk . . . Hornless Blacks Will Fight By ROMAINE SAUNDERS. Retired. Former Frontier Editor LINCOLN — One of those belligerent black Angus sold at the 4-H club fair at Fremont for $30 the hundred pounds, down $10 from the price paid for the champion a year ago. The fancy price paid for a champion at the livestock shows is more of a gesture than an indication of real value. The prize package in that black heifer hide this year came from Colfax county. Having roped and branded some of those black beauties and then cl:mbed to the topmost post to escape a knockout blow from a hornless head, I have wonder ed at the growing popularity of the Angus. Maybe it’s because we like anything that will put up a fight if imposed upon. Maybe down in Colfax coun ty, where I once had a newspa- Romaine per, they don’t use branding g^der, irons. • ♦ * Mv friend since kneepants days, L. G. Gilles pie, has been nominated as the republican candi date to represent some of the city on the county board. Lloyd has been in O’Neill since childhood and probably now can claim the title of the city s citizen of longest continuous residence. And probably no citizen of Holt is so well informed as to past, present and probable future condi tions prevailing in the county as Mr. Gillespie. While his choice as a candidate to represent the city wards on the county board is commendable and understandable, it is something of a mystery why so many of the otherwise well-poised Holt county republicans should have voted to give the nomination for U.S. senator to a political freak (meaning Terry Carpenter). * * * In a letter from Will McNichols to the ed itor a month ago, we learn that Mr. McNichols, living at Hollywood, Calif., plans to visit O'Neill next month. As I can scoot up there by bus or otherwise most any time I will try to arrange the agendum to land up there at the time Will does, thus making amends for missing a visit with a native O'Neill boy while out in his part of the world last winter. • • * I was one of some two or three thousand who had gathered in the auditorium to hear what the speaker had to say and the songbirds reach the high notes. A young mother came down the long aisle and took a seat beside me, lifted a little girl to her lap and bestowed a kiss upon her sweet childish face. I do not recall a thing the speaker said but what I saw as an expression of human tenderness as that mother and child sat beside me remains a vivid picture. Of the human emotions that arouse either love or hatred that playing up on the heartstrings of a young mother as she looks upon her child transcends in height all other earthly ties. • * * The Nebraska cornbelt has been sufficiently wet up during August, and this has revived much of the corn fields that had wilted during July and now stalks of corn stand 10 feet high with ears half the length of a man’s arm reaching across to those on the next row as though they would shake hands in congratulation over the revival. One farmer from Gage county with whom I talked said in a recent week they had 13 inches of rain in his community and his corn yield will be an average crop. Out beyond the city with its clutter of build ings. its forest of homes and shrubs and trees— out across the length of prairieland to the setting sun as the ebbing light of day fades away before the gathering shadows of approaching night, the evening star will soon look down upon a peace ful people in a favored land stretching to the foothills of the Rockies. The day has ebbed away and the hour is here when we seem to rise upon the full flowing tide of eternity. With senses at tune to life’s poetic impulse for one brief hour there comes to us the music of immortals and we seem to hear the pulsations of the heart of the Infinite. It is the hour to step aside from life’s pressing cares and to meditate, to pray, to com mune with your own soul, to gather strength for the days ahead. * * # A farm woman informs me she gets 21 cents a dozen for the eggs her flock of hens produce. A white-aproned food market propri etor tells me he gets 49 cents for those same 21 cent eggs. • • • The political itch that broke out into a rash this summer was pretty expensive for some pa triots of prairieland. One unsuccessful candidate for the U S. senatorial nomination spent $17,575, and it cost another gent over three thousand dol lars to go through the struggle and lose just be cause he had the ambition to be known as a United States senator for two months. With fail ure to achieve your ambition comes disappoint ment; maybe it sours you. A lifetime of loyalty to your party and money put into it is rewarded with crushed hopes. The effect may be envy, jealousy, casting aside political allegiance. Let it be hoped such results did not flow from the late primary, but such is the weakness of our whole primary system. * * * Having talked with patriots from Falls City in the southeast and from Chadron in the northwest, from McCook in the southwest and a gent from South Sioux City in the northeast corner of the state, who have gotten to the capital city this lOOh anniversary of an organized territory, I have had the picture of prairieland. The hot July brought a golden harvest in the wheat belt; out across the livestock country grass spread its silk en gown, cattle have grown fat and stack upon stack of prairieland hay is ready for winter feed; the com belt was brought back to the usual state of fruition by August rains. An over-ruling Provi dence again smiles on prairieland. * * ♦ The Hon. Mr. Curtis, former member of congress and now Nebraska republicans’ candi date for a seat in the United States senate, in an address I was privileged to hear said the United States, its people and its government, can not bring peace to a snarling, snapping world by handouts. He thinks peace can be assured to the world only through a change in the hearts and minds of men, but cannot be bought. • * * Beating up on your wife is not such a repre hensible trick, according to the judicial estimate of a Lincoln court in which a gent was fined $10 for slapping his spouse. But if you try it on some other fellow’s wife—that’s different. The same court soaked a gent who did $100. It’s forever un gentlemanly to land one on the chin of a lady, but, of course, there are specimens of the genus homo who are anything but gentlemen. Editorial . . . Right to Rejoice At Ainsworth Monday evening Holt county was represented at a dinner fittingly honoring Rep. A. L. Miller (R) of Kimball, Nebraska’s Fourth district congressman. The affair was spon sored by officers and directors of the Niobrara River Basin Development association, whose mem bership has worked long and hard to bring fed eral recognition and attention to the basin. Doctor Miller, who heads the house insular affairs committee, conducted a congressional hearing in the basin last fall and one in Wash ington, D.C., this spring. He introduced the bill, HR 8520, which, during the just-ended 83rd con gress, received the blessings of both the house and later, just before adjournment, the senate. The bill, as enacted into law, formally provides for the inclusion of the Ainsworth, Lavaca Flats, Mirage Flats extension, and O’Neill irrigation de velopments into the Missouri river basin overall project, also known as the Pick-Sloan plan. The Pick-Sloan plan came into being back in 1944. The law directs the secretary of the interior “to cause these units of the Missouri river basin project to be coordinated and integrated, physical ly and financially, with the other federal works constructed or authorized to be constructed under the comprehensive plans approved December 22, 1944. amended and supplemented.” Construction is not to be undertaken along the Niobrara until a full report, “demonstrating physical and economic feasibility,” has been com pleted. reviewed by the affected states and ap proved by congress with necessary appropria iinnc Monday night’s feast at Ainsworth culminated eight years of work by the Niobrara basin en thusiasts who have been bent upon bringing to the area irrigation, power, wildlife and recreation benefits. It would be impossible to fix credit for this long time a-comin’ milestone of success. But cer tainly the names of Congressman Miller, Senators Butler and Griswold (both deceased), Former As sociation President E. A. House. Former Secretary Vem Lindholm and President Roy Raitt must be mentioned. The Frontier is happy, indeed, to chronicle this good news from capitol hill in Washington and we predict irrigation will come to pass, on a big scale, sooner than many of us think. For the comfort of apprehensive taxpayers, we’d like to point out that reclamation spending, great as it might seem, is a drop in the bucket compared to foreign aid, for example. Moreover, feasible irri gation projects can — and will — pay for them selves bv increasing income and thereby the tax potential. We have notable examples, that com pare in many ways, right here in Nebraska. Once again the thud of the football is in the air—a sure sign that autumn is near. The swimming season is about over. O’Neill Story Coming The Sunday, August 29, issue of the Omaha World-Herald will feature in the magazine section a tale about O’Neill. Through this centennial year —1954—Nebraska’s biggest newspaper is featur ing magazine stories concerning the cities with three thousand population and over. Readers can look forward to a color photo graph of several typically Irish colleens, black and-white photos of interesting persons and pic tures and places of interest. We have had the opportunity to see the proofs on the story written by the World-Herald’s Robert Houston. It is a well done piece, touching on the redoubtable Gen. John O’Neill, who founded the town, and tracing history up to the present day. In doing the research, Mr. Houston told us he was not at a loss for material or subject mat ter here. Instead, the O’Neill story becomes a problem of choice—what to incorporate and wThat to omit. ‘‘Some towns are absolutely without color,” he complained. And then he mentioned a few. We dare say many O’Neillites will learn a lot about our little city they didn’t previously know wrhen they consult their World-Herald magazine section come Sunday morning. The paper will be available at the usual newsstands. The World-Herald’s circulation man ager here is Mrs. Leona Shoemaker, phone 403-W. If you’ll be wanting extra copies, we suggest you contact her right away. We wonder what next Terrible Terry will turn his attention toward. We surmise his recent stint in the state legislature was intended to be a springboard to the U.S. senate. We were disap pointd he ran a poor third in the primary. We should like to have seen him run a miserable fifth. I . CARROLL W. STEWART, Editor and Publisher Editorial & Business Offices: 122 South Fourth St. Address correspondence: Box 330, O’Neill, Nebr. Established in 1880—Published Each Thursday ---—-* Entered at the postoffice in O’Neill, Holt county, Nebraska, as second-class mail matter under the Act of Congress of March 3, 1879. This newspaper is a member of the Nebraska Press Association, National Editorial Association and the Audit Bureau of Circulations. Terms of Subscription: In Nebraska, $2.50 per year; elsewhere in the United States, $3 per year; rates abroad provided on request. All sub scriptions are paid-in-advance. Audited (ABC) Circulation—2,335 (Mar. 31, 1954) J===% M News, Views and Gossip BY THE EDITOR ^ . * Strictly First-Class When I registered Friday eve ning at the Grand Hotel” they literally rolled out the welcome mat. This in spite of the fact that, at the desk, I was a little indefi nite with them hew long I’d be around. It was a b'triness staj'. I was escorted to a cheery, comfortable room, a single, by a courteous uniformed person. Im mediately I was impressed with the excellent taste in the decor— the soft pastel colors, the big windows with sleek aluminum frames, colored asphalt tile flooring, radiant heating fixtures (I wouldn’t be needing), colorful drapery. It was a fireproof lay out. Strictly first-class, I thought. That first evening I marveled at the luxury of the place without venturing outside the room. All necessities were provided in grand style by this ‘‘Grand Ho tel”—a relatively new addition to a lusty, growing Nebraska city. Next morning I awakened and peered down on a lush and spa cious formal garden being bathed in brilliant sunshine. The neatly manicured hedgerows stretched southward to a quiet residential street. Lofty trees some three hundred feet away reached sky ward. Occasionally one could catch a glimpse of beads of autumnal moisture glinting in the sun on the leaves of the plants. My memory told me the land scaping was something under two years old. Wonders already had been worked. The more than ample breakfast served to me in my room disap peared and I was on my second cup of coffee. I meditated on the proposition I had been in the ho tel about 12 hours — each filled wim luxurious rest ana sleep, good food and sheer comfort. I massaged my sore neck and thought to myself: People living in the O’Neill re gion and others within reach of the compassionate arms of St. Anthony’s hospital are among the most fortunate people in the whole world. Maybe it isn’t charitable of me to call St. Anthony’s the “Grand ' Hotel.” Being no sicker than I was and never before in my adult years having been hospitalized, 1 was overwhelmed by the won derment of it all. * * * Needle Points The “routine” treatment, of course, began at the time 1 cleared the reception desk the night before. They (nurses and their aides) issued you a white gown, delivered pills to you, fre quently asked you to wear a thermometer in your mouth. They held you by the arm at short intervals and stared at stopwatches, completely unmind ful of whatever you had to say along conversational lines. They asked you to roll over and pres ently you absorb a long, sharp needle in your lower hip. After awhile the hip might turn cher ry red. Still later they’d bring you another glass of water and ask you, at needle point, to turn the other cheek. But I enjoyed it all. My first visitor was my good physician with whom, tradition ally, I can stir up a lively dis cussion. This time he let the sparks fly, apparently more in terested in getting on with the diagnosis and the cure. (Later we discussed the most recent election, the forthcoming elec tion, Ike, Mendes-France, high ways, railroads. On things polit ical neither of us has to probe long to launch an argument.) -—--. Bemie Allen popped in that first morning. He was or. a trou ble-shooting mission, complete with pipewrench, pliers, hammer, etc. Bemie is the building engi neer and draws a variety of “fix it” assignments. Incidentally, he’s a saddle club enthusiast. Sister M. Fara, the culinary expert, stopped to say hello. First met her in the days before the hospital was opened — back in 1952—when we were her guest for a trial cup of coffee and an experimental piece of pie from the glistening new ovens. New gas ranges are now being in stalled in her basement domain, where food for the patients is sent up via the dumbwaiter. Sis ter Fara came to the U.S. from Cologne, Germany, in 1930. I told her I saw Cologne the day the war against the Hitler crowd was grinding to a halt. She said the cathedral had been reconstructed and repaired. Rev. Karel Kucera, the chap lain, brought me a printed vol ume of excellent photographs pertaining to his native city of Prague, Czechoslovakia. Father Kucera is a recent refugee from r.is red-oppressed homeland. Ho was ordained 10 years ago. Fa ther Kucera said that Prague, . a city of a million people and the capital of Bohemia, first came under the iron rule of the Ger mans (in 1939) and the Russians later (in 1945). “The nazis were bad enough,” he remembers, “but reds—they’re much worse!” A half-million Czechs are im prisoned and their whereabouts lc unknown. A soft - spoken fellow, light complexioned and slightly on the cherubic side, Father Kucera has done very well with the English language. “I concentrate on what I’m saying and I never permit myself to lapse into a translation (even to myself). "It’s no good,” he proclaimed with a typically American inflec tion and accompanying gesture. “No good at all to give up and not work it out in English.” He speaks Bohemian, German and French and, of course, Latin. « * » Thanks, Everybody! We’ve printed hundreds of cards of thanks in the columns of The Frontier for 50 cents a throw. After an experience in this place I am compelled to ask this question: Where does one begin to thank people for kindliness, courtesies and care? There is such a thing as space limitation for these bits; certainly there’s got to be a limit on how much 50 cents will buy. Probably one should thank the good folks who shelled out to make the hospital the extraordi nary physical plant that it is. I wouldn’t want to overlook Ig natz Heumesser, whose incessant work out front with hose, hoe, rake, lawnmower and other gar den tools has enhanced the beau ty and comfort of the hospital. (You don’t fully appreciate the beauty, either, unless you look down on the winding ribbon-like sidewalks, stately young trees and lush grass.) The Sisters of St. Francis? One would be doing an injustice not to write a book about them. Sister M. Clotildis, the X-ray technician (she came from Ger many about 30 years ago), sum med up her work this way: Insure Your Future . . . . . . with a Gc:J Education ATTEND WAYNE STATE Fall Semester Opens September 6 Nebraska State Teachers College Wayne, Nebraska “There is so much misery and suffering in the world there is much satisfaction in being able to help relieve some of it.” There’s little Rev. W. B. Lamb, the retired Protestant minister w ho regularly trundles over to the hospital, his arms laden with gorgeous gladioli. You’re in a different world up here; maybe a little bit of heav en. ■ .. Mickey Stewart (no kin), who lives out in the Phoenix neigh borhood, on Sunday eveninjg was in the room next door visiting his wife, Betty, and their new son, Jay Evan, weighing 7 pounds 4 ounces. “Cal Stewart is in the next room,’’ I heard her say in slight ly raised voice. “Honey, I don’t know what HE HAD, but we have a darling baby boy! “I don’t think Cal knows it. But,” she continued, "he and I are the only ones in the materni ty ward!” I exploded from the sickbed. Somebody had made a horrible mistake! How come the materni ty ward with sinus trouble? Finally I collected myself and thought: What’s the difference? Only one new mother on the ward; only one baby in the nursery; there’s lots of room; these people aren’t about to make a mistake like that. When Mickey and his wife fi nally came into my room I was ready for HER! I handed her a clipping torn from the Sunday World-Herald, The story told about an African mother who gave birth to triplets and within the hour was up and about doing the family washing. After Betty had read it, I crit ically observed that modern Am erican women are spoiled and soft in this automatic, pushbut ton age. “Why, here at the hospital you don’t even go down in the basement and prepare your own meals!” I said. Whereupon she exploded. I finally went to sleep trying to give a maternity ward birth to an idea that would improve The Frontier. Instead I came up with this edition of News, Views & Gossip. Fortions of it read like I’ve just .aid an egg —CAL STEWART O’Neill News Mr. and Mrs. A1 Hamik spent Sunday in Pickstown and Ft. Randall, S.D. Mrs. Lorena Duffy and daugh ter, Marilyn, of Casper, Wyo., arrived Saturday and will visit for a week at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Ralph MeElvain and other relatives. Mr. and Mrs. George Hammond returned Saturday from a vaca tion trip through the Black Hills. Miss Delores Hamik spent the weekend visiting her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Frank Hamik, sr., in Stuart. Monuments of lasting beauty made by skilled craftsmen ol the J. F. Bloom Co. . . monu ments from the factory to the consumer. — Emmet Crabb, O' Neill. phone 139-J. 37ti Mr. and Mrs. Charles Fox and Mr. and Mrs. Dever Fox were Sunday visitors of Mr. and Mrs. Robert Fox of Atkinson. Cletus McGraw of Chicago, 111., and Miss Ruth Foley of Chicago, I Your car is worth ■ hundreds over market at Hudson Dealers on powerful new HORNETS, WASPS, JETS products of American Motors ■ Enjoy instant-action power, low-built hug-the-road B ride> beauty, luxury in any price field you choose. H Standard trim and other ipeclficatlona and icceuoriei lubject to chanie without notice. ■ BIG TRADE-IN JAMBOREE AT I GONDESINGER MOTOR CO. B — Atkinson — 111., were Sunday night guests of Mr. and Mrs. A. W. Carroll. Mr. and Mrs. W. J. Froelich returned Friday fom Chicago, 111. Dr. and Ms. L. A. Burgess plan to leave Saturday for Ro chester, Minn., where they will visit their daughter, Miss Joanne, until Tuesday. Friday overnight guests of Mr. and Mrs. F. S. Brittell were Mr. and Mrs. Lafe Culver, jr., of Lusk, Wyo. They were on their way to Ottumwa, la., where they both will enroll in Christian Bi ble college. Mrs. Culver, who is Mrs. Brittell’s niece, is the for mer Anita Vargason. Mr. and Mrs. William H. Bow ker and Mrs. H. J. Hammond left Tuesday for a week’s vacation in Colorado. In Denver they will visit Mrs. Bowker’s aunts, the Misses Grady. They plan to take a few1 side trips. Venetian blinds, prompt deliv ery, made to measure, metal or wood, all colors.—J. M. McDon alds. tf Mrs. D. A. Berg and family returned Saturday to their home in Mandan, N.D. They had been visiting for three weeks with her mother, Mrs. W. J. Biglin. Mr. and Mrs. Marvin Miller and family returned Saturday from a 10-day vacation trip through the Black Hills and Col orado. Mrs. James Donlin, Miss Mary and Mr. and Mrs. Dale Curran spent Tuesday in Sioux City. Jack Everitt spent from Friday until Sunday in Valentine where I— — 0 o he entertained with his guitar and vocal selections at the rodeo held there over the weekend. Richard Graham left last Thursday for Wayne where he will enroll for the fall term at Wayne State Teachers college. He will be employed part time by the Wayne Herald. 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