Albany Democrat-Herald from Albany, Oregon on April 18, 1936 · Page 13
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Albany Democrat-Herald from Albany, Oregon · Page 13

Albany, Oregon
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Saturday, April 18, 1936
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"Thoughts We Carry Determine What We Are," Says Reno Preacher Movie Trainer Teaches Dog to Sing Bravado Behind Most Badness, Brewster Adams Pro'ves With Story of Taming Wild Bronco By BREWSTER ADAMS For 25 Years Reno's Baptist Preacher OL-RAM-IT!" thundered ' Old Nell, boss of the T. H. Ranch a government workshop.. The riot was ended. , But the great thing done. Gyp and Curley never knew. We had kept them sweet. They just couldn't i be mean. They even tipped their hats when they left us. "So long! We're pretty good, ain't we?" THOSE nicknames, "The Blood" and "The Carver," are characteristic of the gangs. They remind me of Dan who was always squaring off with his fists, feinting, lamming the little fellows. I asked the. boys how we could break this meanness. "Awh! He just tlnks he's a bad actor. Lamp us pull his feathers." " , So they dubbed him "Dan, de lookin'-glass scrapper." He never strutted again. Which taught mo that whethor In the slums or among "de silk socks," we should have a care with our children; never make them mean. I know of no worse way among the worst things we do, than to tell Willie he Is a bad boy. He probably will be just that; your thinking he is. makes him think he Is, and what we -think, is usually what we arc. Any lad who overhears (and it might be framed) his mother say, "William is a good boy," is apt to swell up to the idea. As an experiment, you might try it on father. If it fails, you haven't lost much. Herald and Examiner, usea to provide a steamer and barge to take the children of the East Side up the river for an excursion during the sweltering days of the summer. Plenty of times a single reporter and I would "handle" a mob of hundreds off Cherry and Water Streets' without any assis-' tance. A sweating patrol of police would usually herd them aboard and wish us, with much fervor, "a pleasant day." Our system was really simple but effective. After a few minutes' observation .as to who was making most of the trouble, starting most of the fights and shoving most of the kids nround, we picked these for our leaders. "You guys have got to keep order. It's up to you to run the boat. No fighting. No hanging over the rails. No rough stuff. It's a tough job and it's yours." we told these little toughs, who. for their toughness, we put In charge. "Awh! It's a pipe! Watch our smoke." The day the New York Herald sent up sandwiches and milk for 1400, the gang nearly mobbed the delivery wagons. It looked as though we would have to call out the National Guard only we felt sorry for the soldiers. BUT when "Gyp the Blood" and "Curley the Carver." our trusties that day. yelled. "I Icy! Yousc kills! Beat it!" it was as quiet as "Excuse me, Reverend, but that dcrn Texas toad makes me mad. He rides on the only brains he's got." "What's wrong?'' 1 offered. "He certainly made a pretty ride." "Sure and didn't he ruin a perfectly bad horse?" was the astounding answer. You see Neil has a fine string of "buckers" he uses in the ro- Here is another of the Interesting and Instructive articles telling how Carl Spitz, famous trainer of movie dogs, teaches them to perform before the cameras. Other articles will follow. Editor. . MOST any dog, trained or otherwise, will howl when whistles are blowing or when an - unusual noise is going on. But to throw up the head and actually sing, accompanied by a violin, starting the song when the violin starts and stopping the tune when the accompaniment stops, is no mean feat. In the picture shown herewith, the St. Bernard is seen singing to a violin accompanimont played by the famed violinist, Rublnoff. For the stunt Rublnoff played very simply and very slowly, "My Old Kentucky Home." He started with the opening line, "The sun shines bright " "Up, Buck, up," commanded Trainer Carl Spitz. Up went the beautiful head of the dog. "Hold It." NOW the real job was to get Buck to start "singing" the minute the violinist struck the notes for the word. "The." The trainer used his hand for a signal. When Rubinoff pulled his bow across the opening note, the trainer, who was standing wrrc dug in the spurs like a sales tax, rode the horse down the lane and brought him back a perfectly docile animal. Now the price of "an outlaw" is around $500; a well-behaved animal brings much less. Same principle a public enemy is worth $5000, dead or alive; a good preacher you can get for $1000. So you can understand why old Neil, with a few appropriate and adequate words, stormed at him. "Tex! You fool! Y'er fired! You've made him fergit that he was bad. He'll never buck no more." I NEARLY fell off my horse Here was a rough philosophy which would unseat most theories. I couldn't buck it off. Neil felt I was entitled to an explanation: "Sure! A horse is like a lot of folks Just smarter. Thev's bad becuz they thinks thcy's bad. or somebody makes "em mean." His philosophy came back tu me later when the sheriff locked Here's Buck singing to Rubinoff's accompaniment. when they taught Buck to stop Buck could keep an eye on him, raised his hand high. Buck, with his head still up, made a noise in his throat. Soon the violinist and the dog were in unison. The name routine was worked on the word "bright." Within an hour Buck, the St. Bernard, was singing two complete lines of the old, old song and having the time of his life while doing it. me in the cell with "a bad man." I'll admit I wondered which one of us he would let out. The sheriff wouldn't take a chance on letting him out, even into the little room where we talked with prisoners. This chap was sullen though he had sent for me. He asked if I would write to his sister; she believed in him; nobody else did: would I write ? "Certainly, my good fellow," the words came without any thought on my part. Perhaps I was thinking of his thinking of the sister "who still believed." "Good fellow, hell! Don't you know I'm bad?" And then he broke. "God!" He fairly breathed the word. "If only just some folks had believed I was any good, it would have made a lot of difference." Brewster Adams deos. They're so bad, they're good; mean as a losing candidate. But he has to keep working on them to keep them bad. He imported a new rider from Texas whose job it was to work them over. He was a sweet bucka-roo, could stick like your wife's relations. We had watched a gentle cyclone come out of the chute. With Tex on his back, he sun-fishcd, turned ends like a good politician, went up and down like the slock market. But Tex rode Mm. It was a pretty exhibition. Hoover couldn't have given a better one on the New Deal. When the going was roughest Neil waved for the "pick-up" man to ride up and for Tex to swing over on his mount. This has to be done just when the horse is "busting wide open" like lust summer's shirt. He gets it into his head that he has bucked off his rider. He thinks he is bad. But this day, Tex was mad. He would show who was master. He iRAVADO. sheer bravado, is B1 I behind most badness an af fectation of recklessness. For fear you may think my opinion Just sentimental theory, I have to back it with 14 years' work in juvenile courts here nnri in the old Essex Market pre -inct In New York. With those thousands of boys, the only lad beyond help was the boy who thought he was bad. The New York papers. Tribune, MYSTERY SHIPS City of Boston Lost in Calm Seas With 107 Passengers NO STORM of any magnitude stirred the Atlantic in the first months of 1870. No reports came in of ships in serious distress, except the City of Boston ... a mystery ship that vanished. A sturdy vessel of the Inman line, she was a mail steamer and passenger ship of the first order. 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