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  • The eight-year-old child of Frank Leder was injured Saturday by running into the barb wire fencing around the Pacific highway pavement north of Medford, her lip being cut. As a result, the barb wire is being replaced with plain wire.
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  • The eight-year-old child of Frank Leder was injured Saturday by running into the barb wire fencing around the Pacific highway pavement north of Medford, her lip being cut. As a result, the barb wire is being replaced with plain wire.
    In spite of watchmen and barricades, people insist on clandestinely traveling the pavement before the concrete has set, which will result in permanent injury.
    The pavement is now laid for a distance of 2,000 feet south of Medford, averaging over 350 feet a day.
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    Mose Barkdull says he will bring no more sea crabs to his Medford friends on returning from his trips to the coast. On his day trip to Eureka and Crescent City, the one that proved so disastrous to Old Doc Yak, he thought it would be a fine thing to carry some of the seacoast delicacies home to his Medford friends. Consequently, he caught a large mess of crabs, placed them in a box in his trusty car and started home with them.
    On the way to Medford occurred the distressing accident to the car. Some delay was brought about, but Mose, still trusting in the crabs, with his heart full of kindness for his Medford friends, loaded the creatures into another car and came on into Medford.
    But Mose's friends didn't care for crabs. No, they didn't eat crabs. The wife thought it was cruel to eat the little creatures. Mose trotted around to one after another of his friends and received the same polite refusal as to the crabs. At last he decided he would have nothing more to do with the creatures and dumped them in a box behind Weeks & McGowan's store. A complaint was filed by the firm and Chief Hittson discovered them there, after a while, with true detective instinct. He found who was the previous owner and requested that Mose take care of them.
    Mose didn't care to look another crab in the face by this time, but he obeyed the chief. He took the crabs and emptied them into the University club's unused garbage cans, near the Mail Tribune office. A complaint resulted in Maru, the steward, disclaiming all responsibility. Chief Hittson found them and again Mose was given five minutes to take them away. He did.
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