RAILROD SPUR NAMED FOR MODOC FIRE HERO LOOKOUT, (Modoc County) September 16 – the great Northern Railway has named its new spur being built west of this place, the Bonner Spur, in memory of John R. Bonner, young businessman of Alturas. Bonner, while serving as a volunteer fireman a few months ago, incurred injuries, which resulted in his death. The Bonner family has been closely related to lumber interests in this section and the new spur will be used mainly in lumbering operations. Mrs. Jane Wallace of Cedarville filed suit against Fred L. Wallace in Superior Court, September 7th. She is represented by Attorney C. S. Baldwin. George MILLER, SR., IS GRANDDAD AGAIN Over the wire came the glad news to Mr. and Mrs. George S. Miller of this place, announcing the birth of a fine 7 ¾ lbs., son to Mr. and Mrs. Lyle Bishop (nee Janis Miller), of Berkeley on Friday evening at 11 o’clock, September 15th, 1933. Robert Creele Bishop is the name and Mr. Miller says it won’t be long until he’ll be helping him in the Sarkey’s Cash Store. STRANDED IN the DESERT FOR DAYS Glenn (Charley) Baty tells a slightly different story of his harrowing experience in the desert 121 miles out of Burns, two weeks ago when he, his wife and 19-month old baby were stranded alone in the desert than appeared in he press over the state last week. Last week’s story said that a stage driver had found the stranded family after they had been on the desert for four days without water and had sent Shorty Foster, former Lake County traffic officer to rescue near Rome. Baty sitting down in Ed White’s garage last weekend, smoking a muchly caked pipe, snorted out the information that he never saw Rome anytime. "We were coming from Boise and somehow got off the road. We didn’t know where we were headed and there was no one to ask. A fellow can travel a long ways out there and see nothing but jack-rabbits, sagebrush, buzzards and now and then a coyote." After traveling many miles along a blistering little used road, they came to a ramshackle farmhouse. The hazy information they received there indicated that about eleven miles down yonder, there was a spring with water in it. "In that part of the country," confided Baty, "the miles are blamed long. We traveled 22 miles and with three flat tires and two broken wheels, we managed to reach the spring. It was open and DRY AS A BONE!" There was no use in turning back, we’d been over the road and I knew there was no help that way. There was two glasses of water in the canteen and the food supply was about shot. I figured I had to do some gambling. I poured out the water, slung the empty canteen over my shoulder and started out afoot, about eight o’clock in the morning. All day long I plugged away. Not a sign of human life anyplace. I was plenty desperate by the afternoon, always walking, looking and seeing nothing, but a listless, rough road, ahead, miles of waster land on every side, knowing that the wife and baby were back there alone. I kept walking and it got cooler by nightfall, but I didn’t. Finally when I’d about given up hope of ever finding anything on that desolate road, I came to what is called Folly Ranch." Baty couldn’t utter a word when he finally staggered into the ranch yard. His tongue was swollen, his legs weary. He saw a watering trough, made his way there, ducked his head. "After I got my whistle wet, I was able to make myself understood. I told the fellow what I was up against. He only had an outlaw horse on the place, but told me if I could ride him, I could take him. I told him to bring him on, there was no bronc I couldn’t, about that time, I had to get water back to my wife and kid. I learned later I had walked about 21 miles. Try it on an empty stomach and burning thirst, with a wife and baby depending on your luck." To make it short, Baty didn’t ride back tot he folks stranded in the desert. He walked. He was too exhausted to be very active and the combined efforts of himself and the man at Folly Ranch couldn’t get the outlaw mustang into the corral. So Baty started out with his canteen of water and some groceries he’d bought with his last dollar. Sometime next day, he finally reached his family. He doesn’t know exactly how, but he did. He’d left word at Folly Ranch to send out help from the first outsider that arrived. He waited beside the dried up spring with is wife and baby, the fast disappearing canteen of water and the short supply of groceries for nearly three days. All that time, not a sign of life in all the vast distance around them. It was useless to go on in the car, the broken wheels wouldn’t stand it. He couldn’t stay there, it meant starvation if no one showed up. A 19-month old baby couldn’t last long under such conditions. It was still dark, so early was it in the morning of the fourth day, a Saturday, when he again started out that tortuous road to Folly Ranch. Late in the afternoon the lonely buildings came into view. He arrived there just in time to catch the stage that came through there occasionally. Exhausted, he told the stage driver his story and was taken into Burns, 100 miles away. In Burns, he found a traffic officer who turned out to be Shorty Foster. Foster took him to the County Judge, where again the story was told. "Give Baty anything he needs," said the Judge "and get him out to the desert. Those folks out there may need him bad." Three tires, two wheels, and food supplies were hastily gathered and some five hours and 120 miles later they arrived at the lonely spot where the car was broken down and where Mrs. Baty, haggard and worn, with her infant child in her arms was waiting patiently and hopefully for her husband. Baty arrived in Lakeview last week the last leg of his journey from Boise to here, complete; the last such a trip he ever hopes to experience, so he says, as he refilled his pipe and shook his head ruefully, "the Lord knows we were lucky to get out of that with our lives," he concluded. Mr. and Mrs. Cressler Robinson and daughters, Pauline and Betty Nell, spent several days in Cedarville last week visiting Mr. and Mrs. B. B. Robinson. Mr. and Mrs. Hubert Bachtel of Sebastopol arrived here last weekend and are visiting Hubert’s father and mother, Mr. and Mrs. I. C. Bachtel at Lake City for a couple of weeks. Lawrence Herrin was brought in from Vya last weekend suffering with an acute heart ailment. He is now at the Hotel Surprise and at this writing, his condition is somewhat improved. Mrs. Mary Quinn of San Francisco is in Alturas this week visiting with her son, Mr. J. A. Quinn and family this week. Last Saturday and Sunday they attended the Fair in Cedarville. Mrs. J. A. Pierce of Likely was in Cedarville last week visiting with her sister, Mrs. Jane Wallace. Mr. and Mrs. Joe Wilson of Winnemucca, Nevada, spent several days visiting with Joe’s mother, Mrs. Frances Wilson, of this place. Joe is the proprietor of the Winnemucca Drug Store. LAKE CITY ITEMS The funeral of Mrs. Allie Heard was held from the Baptist Church last Friday P.M., at 2 o’clock, Elder Griffith, officiating. This funeral was one of the largest ever held here, friends and acquaintances from all over the valley came to pay their last respects to this beloved woman. The church was crowded to its utmost capacity and standing room was at a premium. The floral offerings were beautiful. The casket was covered and banked with bouquets and wreaths. Mrs. Heard was one of the loveliest women it has ever been our lot to meet. A loyal wife, loving mother, and earnest church worker. She leaves as a beautiful monument, three sons and four daughters. All loved and reverenced in the communities, where they reside. We would rather leave such a beautiful record behind than all the honors, such as the first woman to fly the Atlantic, etc. God Bless such lovely characters as Mrs. Heard and may all profit by the wonderful example she set before us. To the husband, children and grandchildren, we extend our heartfelt sympathy. Elder Walter Heard filled the pulpit of the Baptist Church last Sunday night. Mrs. Emma Gertrude Sharp arrived here last Friday from the south and is visiting with her mother, Mrs. Kate Gooch. Mrs. Kate Gooch had the misfortune of burning her left hand severely last Sunday morning by accidentally spilling hot grease on the back of it. WEDNESDAY SEPTEMBER 27TH, 1933 LAKEVIEW COUPLE FILE MARRIAGE INTENTION SATURDAY Ira C. Wood, 57, of Lakeview, Oregon, and Mrs. Georgia Galpin, 28 also Lakeview, Oregon, filed declaration of the intention to marry, with county Clerk, L. S. Smith, last Saturday morning, September 23rd, 1933/ DETAINED FOR INVESTIGATION Samuel Goodwin, 21, was held by the Sheriff last Saturday for investigation. Goodwin was picked up at Ghent, on the S. P. tracks. A pitiful sight he was. One leg gone, several months’ growth of hair, a pair of waist overalls, badly torn and an old worn out shirt covered his scant frame. Hungry he was too, as was evidenced by the way he devoured his breakfast. Sheriff Sharp got him the necessary clothing and helped him to several square meals and sent him on his way. He stated his mother lived in Phoenix, Arizona. OBSEQUIES OF MRS. FULTON S. HEARD FRIDAY AFTERNOON CROSSED PLAINS IN 1883 WITH AN IMMIGRANT TRAIN LIVED OVER A PERIOD OF FIFTY YEARS ON SAME RANCH Albertina Virginia Reynolds was born in Tennessee, November 11th, 1857. Died September 13th, 1933, aged 75 years, 10 months and 2 days. She made confession of her faith in Christ in her girlhood days, at the age of 12 years, and united with the Baptist Church, of which she was a member until claimed by death, and has departed this life to join the ranks of the redeemed in glory, there to await the resurrection of the body. She was married to Fulton S. Heard, near Montague, in Montague County, Texas, December 20th, 1877. To this union, 10 children were born, seven of whom survive: W. A. Heard of Mitchell, Oregon; Etta Conlan and Bessie Wilson of Fort Bidwell; Rose Strief, Ida Heard, George Heard and Claude Heard of Lake City. One irl and one boy died in infancy. One boy, Johnnie, died at the age of nine years. She also leaves an only brother, G. W. Reynolds of Silver Lake, Oregon, 17 grandchildren and six Great grandchildren. With her family, Mrs. Heard crossed the plains in 1883, by immigrant train, a part of the wagon drawn by ox teams, being six months on the road, arriving in Surprise Valley in the fall of the year 1883. Since coming to this country, she has lived over a period of fifty years on the same home place. Mrs. Heard was buried in the Lake City Cemetery, Friday, from the Baptist Church, the pastor conducting the service. The house could not hold the crowd that came to pay a last respect to the departed, who had lived here for 60 years. The community joins in sympathy to the bereaved. (1:3) Billie Day, who operates a speak easy at the Nevada State Line, seven miles east of Cedarville, was arrested by Federal Prohi J. M. Edmunds last Thursday evening on charge of selling liquor to Indians. She was taken to Alturas, and then to Carson City, where her trial will be held by Indian Police Vidivish and Edmunds. John Smith, pioneer of Surprise valley, who has been confined in the hospital at Alturas for sometime, passed away at that place a week ago last Sunday. He was a native of Pennsylvania, having come to this valley in his early manhood. (8:5) NOTE: Allie Reynolds-Heard mentioned in this months issue was my great aunt. BCR) ~~~~~~ Billie C. & Anita 'Jean' Reynolds Modoc County, California "The Last Frontier" www.rh2o.com/modoc --- Our outgoing mail is checked by avast! AntiVirus. Avast! Is Free To Home Users.