FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 2, 1934
ROBBERS 1
ROOST t
by
ZANE
Copyright. AOTV
—WNU Service. VIKL X
THE STORY
CHAPTER I.—Jim Wall, young
cowpuncher from Wyoming, in the
early days of the cattle industry,
teeks a new field in Utah. He meets
Hank Hays, who admits to being a
robber, and tells Wall he is work
ing for an Englishman named Her
rick, who has located a big ranch
in the mountains. Herrick has em
ployed a small army of rustlers and
pun-flghters, and Hays and others
iwe plotting to steal their employer's
cattle and money. Hays wants Wall
ito throw In with the rustlers.
>«. CHAPTER Xl.—At the little settle
~ment of Green River, Hays gets In
to an argument with a gambler
sailed Stud, over a poker game. Wall
saves Hank's life by bluffing the
gambler out of shooting. With Hays
•no two other rustlers. Happy Jack
and Lincoln, Jim Wall starts out for
Herrick s ranch. In camp, the first
night out Jim regrets the step he
has taken, but it Is too late to turn
back.
CHAPTER lll.—The four men ar
rlye at the ranch. Herrick announces
•thst his sister, Helen, Is coming to
the ranch. Hays unfolds his plan
for getting possession of the 12,000
head of live stock on the Herrick
ranch. He and his lieutenants ride
away to drive oft the first bunch of
t icattle. Jim remains behind to shoot
ft °V'» " necessary, with Heeseman,
Hay s rival among the cattle rus
tlers. Jim sees a dust cloud, which
he Is certain denotes the arrival of
Heeseman and his gang. He stands
■with rifle ready.
CHAPTER IV.—Heeseman tells
Wall that Hays was once his (Heese-
San s) partner and double-crossed
m. Herrick delegates Jim to go to
•Grand Junction to meet Miss Her
rick. Jim gets Barnes, a young cow
t £?. y v wl . th hIm ' to to i' her that he
if Jim) la a desperado of the worst
typo. Barnes does so, and later Jim
itells her he Is what Is known as a
bad man," but the girl treats the
Information lightly.
CHAPTER V.—On hla arrival at
the ranch, with Helen, Jim Is con
fronted by Hays, who betrays un
usual Interest In the coming of Miss
Herrick. Jim tells Hays that Miss
»Herrick brought a Wells Fargo
package, probably of money. Jim
roes riding with the Herrlcks and
greatly Impresses Helen with his
revolver shooting.
CHAPTER Vl.—The cattle drives
to Grand Junction are started. Jim
Wall finds himself falling in love
A with Helen. He coaches her In rid
ing western style, and finally kisses
her. She Is angry and dismisses
Mm, but relents and asks him not to
leave the ranch. Hays' men return
from the drive with the stolen cat
tle. The leader has sold the cattle
and brought back the money. A
quick getaway Is Imperative. Hays
Mils his men to go on ahead, that he
[trill Join them at a certain canyon.
IThe riders arrive at the canyon and
ito their amazement and Jim's dls-
Imay, Hays and a lieutenant are
4 sighted with Helen Herrick—a cap
tive.
CHAPTER Vll.—The gang Is
about to break with Hays over the
abduction, but he explains that he
robbed Herrick and stole Helen for
ransom. Realizing that Helen will be
worse off if she falls into Heese
man's clutches, Jim Wall rides on
with Hank and his men. Heeseman's
riders are discovered In pursuit. Aft
er a running battle In which Lat
imer. one of Hays' men, Is wounded,
Hays leads the gang Into a canyon
retreat, difficult of access and easy
to defend—The Robbers' Roost.
"Shore" I have," rejoined Lati
mer, lowering his voice to a whis
per. "Hays beat an* robbed Her
rick 1 . . . Thet's part I wanted
to tell you, If I was goln' to croak.
But I gotta tell it anyhow. An' I
ask you both, as pals, to keep what
1 tell you secret till I'm dead."
"I swear. Sparrow," said Smoky,
busklly.
"You can trust me, too," added
f Jim.
"Wal, thet's why I feel Hank
must have done fer the girl, too."
"Robbed Herrick 1" exclaimed Slo
cum Incredulously. "Was there a
light?"
"Yes. But Hank might have avoid
ed It He drove the man crazy.
Fellers, Hays'd steal coppers oft a
dead man's eyes—shore. But what
he said he wanted was the gurl fer
ransom. Yet he picked a fight with
Herrick an' beat him with a gun."
"Sparrow, how come you didn't
tell us before?" asked Smoky
sternly.
"I'm beholden to Hank. But I
will say thet if I'd knowed his
game I'd never have gone with him.
After It was too late—wal, I stuck.
An' I've kept It secret. But I feel
In my bones I'm done fer. So I'm
squealln', an' I'm doln' It because
Hays double-crossed you all."
"Reckon I'd have done the same
If Hank had a hold on me," con
ceded Smoky generously. "Suppose
you take a nip of whisky and tell us
what happened."
"I'm hot enough without liquor.
But I'll tell you. . . . Gimme some
more water."
After a moment Latimer drew a
long breath and resumed: "Hank
picked me because he had a hold
on me. . . . After you fellers left
thet night Hank went out an' got
another hoss. He had a saddle hid
somewhere. We took them hosses
up the bench back of the house an'
tied them. Then we went down to
ward the house."
"Ahuh. He'd had this deal In
mind all the time," said Smoky,
nodding his head.
"Yes. Before we got to the house
he told me he meant to hold Her
rick up fer what money he had
on hand—then steal the gurl fer ran
som. I opened my trap to kick again'
the gurl part of It, anyway, but he
cussed me somethln' fierce. I seen
then he was blood set on It, so I
Bhet up. .' . . Herrick wns In the
llvin' room. We walked round the
house, an' Hunk showed me the
Burl's winder, which wu open. . . .
Wal, we went back, an' up on the
porch, an" Into the Uvln' room.
"When Herrick looked up Hank
threw a gun on him. 'Keep quiet
" 'Keep Quiet an' Shell Out Your
Money,' Hank Ordered."
an* shell out your money,' Hank or
dered. Thet didn't faze the English
man. He Jumped up, thunderin'
mad. Hank hit him over the head,
cuttln' a gash. Thet didn't knock
Herrick out, but It made him fight
till Hank got him good an' hard.
Then he opened his desk an' threw
out some packages of greenbacks.
After thet he slid to the floor. Next
Hank ordered me to go out an'
round to the gurl's winder. It was
bright moonlight, but I didn't locate
thet winder quick. An' at thet I
was guided to it by the gurl's voice.
. ... Gimme another drink."
Latimer quenched his Inordinate
thirst again, white Jim and Smoky
exchanged thoughtful glances over
him.
"Wal, where was I? ... When
I straddled thet winder sill I seen
the gurl slttln' up in bed, white as
the sheets about her. Hank had a
gun pointed at her head, an' he was
sayin' If she yelled, he'd shoot. Then
he told me to look around fer money
an' Jewels. I started thet, keepln'
an eye on them. The room was as
moonlight as outdoors. Hank told
her to git up an' dress for ridin'.
She refused, an' he yanked her clean
out of bed. 'Gurl,' he said, 'yore
brother is hawg-tled down in the
living' room, an' If you don't do as
I tell you, I'll kill him. . . . I'm
taking you away fer ransom, an'
when he pays up you can come
home. So long's you're quiet we
won't hurt you.' ... At thet she
got up an' ran into a closet. I
heard her sobbln'. He made her
put on ridin' clothes an' pack what
else she wanted. Meanwhile I
found a heap of gold things an' dia
monds, an' a package of money, still
with the Wells-Fargo paper on it
These I stuffed in my pockets, an' I
shore was a walkln' gold mine."
"How much was there?" asked
Smoky, curiously, when Latimer
paused to catch his breath.
"I'll come to thet . . . We went
out the winder, an' Hank hustled her
into the woods, with me follerin'.
Soon we come to the hosses, an'
Hank put the gurl up on the gray.
He blindfolded her an' told me to
see she didn't git away. The girl
talked a blue streak, but she wasn't
so scared, except when we heard a
Shot, then someone runnln' on hard
ground. Hank come back pronto,
pantin' like a lassoed bull. He said
he'd run plump into Progar an' an
other of Heeseman's outfit
" 'Miss Herrick,' he says, 'them fel
lers was bent on robbln' your broth
er—mebbe klllin' him. I shot Pro
gar, but the other got away.' . . .
He tied the bundle on his hoss, an'
leadln' the gurl's hoss be rode up
the mountain. We rode the rest of
the night, stoppln' to rest at day
light. Hyar I turned the money an'
trinkets over to Hank. He counted
the money Herrick had turned over
—somethln' more'n sixteen thousand
—but he never opened the Wells-
Fargo package I'd found In the
gurl's trunk. . . . Thet's all, fel
lers. We rode till noon, meetln' you
as agreed in the cedars."
"What was in thet Wells-Fargo
package?" asked Smoky, after a
long pause.
'Money. Hundred-dollar bills. I
tore a corner of the paper ofT. It
was a thick an' heavy package."
"Ahuh. So Hank went south
with thet an' the Jewelry?"
"Yes. When he made the divvy
hyar he give me his share of thet
sixteen thousand. It's hyar in my
coat You an' Jim air welcome to
It. 'Cause where I'm goln'—l won't
need any."
"Sparrow, It was a long story fer
n sick man—an* hard to tell," said
Smoky, feelingly. "Jim an' me will
respect your confidence. An' If you
pull through—as I hope you do—
we'll never squeal. . . . But, pard,
don't be surprised at what comes
off."
Five days later Sparrowhawk Lat
imer died during the night, after a
short interval of Improvement which
gave his comrades renewed hope.
He passed away alone, evidently in
agony, to Judge from his distorted
face.
"Wal, I don't know but thet Spar
row's better off," remarked Smoky,
with nathos-
THE ROCKY MOUNT HERALD, ROCKY MOUNT, NORTH CAROLINA
They buried him In his tarpaulin
on the spot and divided his effects
among them by drawing lots.
"What'd you do with the money
you found on him?" queried Hays.
"We didn't Bod none. Sparrow
gave it to me an' Jim some days
ago," replied Smoky.
"Reckon you better divide it"
"Ump-umm," rejoined Smoky,
nonchalantly, hla beady little eyes
on the chief.
"Why not?"
"Wal, Sparrow wanted us to have
It, not, I reckon, because we took
care of him when you forgot, but
Jest because he cottoned to us."
"Smoky, tell Hays the other rea
son," spoke up Jim.
"Thet'll wait, Jim. No hurry.
An' I'm not so shore Sparrow want
ed us to tell."
Hank Hays turned livid.
"Ahuh. Mebbe you'd both be wise
to stay shet up," he said and left.
"Fellers," said Brad Lincoln,
turning to the others, "I've had a
hunch all along there was a hitch
In this deal Air you with me In
demandin' a showdown from
Smoky an' Jim?"
"We shore air," rejoined Bridges,
and Mac and Happy Jack expressed
like loyalty.
"Smoky, you're square. If there's
anythln', we want to know."
"Mebbe we can slick it over," re
plied Smoky, smoothly. "If we
win all the boss' money—an' he'll
shore be easy now with thet gurl
on his mind—l reckon there won't
be any sense in tellin' at all. Eh,
Jim?"
"I lon't make any rash promises,
Smoky," returned Jim. "I admire
you a lot, Slocum, but I'm thinking
you run this Into the ground. In
all Justice these men ought to be
told something."
"I say cards. You fellers can't
keep it forever," rejoined Lincoln,
darkly.
From that hour dated the grim
and passionate gambling In which
they all participated. With one
man on lookout duty the others
spent most of the daylight hours
sitting at Happy Jack's table of
cottonwood poles.
Jim had separated his money Into
two parts—one consisting of the
hills of large denomination, and
the other of small. The latter he
kept out for gambling, Intended to
quit when lost.
But fortune was fickle. He did
not lose it. Instead, he won stead
lly. There was no hope of his get
ting out-of the game so long as he
was ahead. He wanted to watch,
think, plan. Luck changed even
tually, and he lost all he had won.
Then he seesawed for a day, before
he struck another streak of los
ing, and lost everything.
"I'm cleaned," he said, rising.
"But, by gosh, I gave you a run."
"I'm way ahead. I'll lend you
some," offered Hays.
"No, thanks. I'm glad to get oft
this well. I'll go up to the rock and
send Mac down. From now on I'll
do most of the lookout work. 1
like It."
Jim was glad this phase of his
connection with the outfit was past.
He had played for days, won and
lost, all In the Interest of the scheme
fermenting In his mind. He want
ed to be alone. If nothing else in
tervened. this gambling would lead
to the Inevitable quarrel. Whether
Hays won all the money or lost
what he had, there would be a fight
At once a restless, baffled, har
ried condition of mind seemed to
leave Jim. To face those men hour
after hour, day after day, hiding
his thoughts, bad engendered Irri
tation. When the split came and
the shooting began Jim wanted to
be around. He would help It along
considerably.
One day, when he was returning
to camp, somewhat before sunset,
he heard a shot. He listened for
others. None came.
The moment he entered the oval,
to see Hays striding for the cabin,
his hair standing up, and his men
grouped outside of the camp shel
ter, Jim knew that there had been
trouble.
"What now, Smoky?"
"Hank did fer Brad."
"How? Why? . . ._ You don't
mean Hays beat Lincoln to a gun?"
"He did, Jim," ejaculated Slocum.
"He bored Brad. I was the only
feller who seen It. The rest was
duckln'."
"What was It about. Smoky?"
"Wal, Brad has been gittin' sorer
every day, an' today we cleaned
him. Brad opened up on Hank, no
doubt meanln' to call him fer fair.
But Brad didn't git goin' good be
fore Hank went for his gun."
"Smoky, he had his mind made
up., declared Jim, tensely.
"Shore. Thet's the queer part of
It Hank was not goin' to let Brad
spit out much. . . . An' friend
Jim, thet's a hunch fer us."
"Hays can't beat me to a gun,"
rejoined Jim, with a cold ring In
his voice.
"Nor me either. Thet's a safe
bet."
They reached the camp. Lincoln
lay face down over the table, his
right arm hanging low, his gun ly
ing near his hand.
"Lend a hand, some of you," or
dered Slocum, peremptorily.
They carried Lincoln, face down,
across the oval to the lower side
of the cottonwood grove, and in half
an hour he had been consigned to
earth, and his possessions divided
among the men who iiad buried him.
"Grave number two!" speculated
Smoky. "Fellers, it runs In my tnind
thet Bobbers' Roost In these next
twenty years will be sprinkled all
over with graves."
(Continued next week)
True Detective
StOrV k y Wynn
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The Blood-Splashed Ring
TN THE course of time thousand*
A of persons have disappeared as
completely as though they had
dropped through the earth, but few
of these mysteries have been quite
as weird as that of Marie Anna
Holzmann, of Augsburg, Bavaria.
She had lodged for years with a
shoemaker In that town, but be did
not report the case for a month
after she had left the house.
He explained the delay by say
ing that she was In the habit of
leaving for a few days at a time,
and he did not want to cause un
necessary excitement
The police felt that it was In
cumbent upon them to do some
thing, so they placed the shoemaker
under arrest.
He was held as "a material wit
ness."
Many weeks went by without the
discovery of anything to account
for this strange disappearance.
Then the shoemaker was re
leased.
He went to his home and, prowl
ing about the loft of the house,
made a ghastly discovery.
It was the trunk of a human
body stuck In a bag and fastened
to the rafters.
The police were called in for a
second time, and on this occasion
they succeeded In locating differ
ent parts of the body in various
parts of the house.
The remains were assembled and
a peculiarity of the teeth made it
clear that the body was that of
Marie Anna Holzmann.
After that the authorities began
to use their brains.
They made it their business to
find out who else had lived In the
house at the time the girl lived
there.
They learned that two men had
been there for at least part of the
time-
One was Charles Stelner, who
♦vas supposed to be half-witted, and
the other was John Rauschmelr, a
shrewd and unprincipled sort of
chap who had no visible means of
livelihood.
The Bavarians did what the po
lice of New York or Chicago would
have done under the circumstances.
They located the two men and
they shadowed them for many
weary days.
So far as Stelner was concerned,
It was love's labor lost, and they
pinned their hope upon Rauschmelr
doing something that might Incrim
inate himself.
Their expectations were realized.
One day the man went into a
pawnshop and offered to pledge a
woman's coat
It was a coat that had belonged
to Marie Anna Holzmann!
The man was arrested and ac
cused of the murder.
But he laughed at the charge.
He admitted that he was a criminal
and cheerfully confessed that he had
stolen the coat from the girl's room,
but ridiculed the Idea of having had
anything to do with her murder.
But stimulated with the progress
they were making, the police made
a third search of the lodgings.
This time they found a cheap
ring—a man's ring that was splashed
with blood.
Inquiries were made In the neigh
borhood, and a man was found who
said that he had seen this ring on
Rauschmelr'a finger.
That was rather convincing, but
the police hesitated to show it to
the man for fear that he might
deny ownership and thus spoil their
case.
How could they contrive to make
him admit that the ring belonged to
him without letting him know that
such an admission would be fatal
to him?
They recalled the play scene in
"Hamlet" when the moody Dane de
clared that the play was the thing
to catch the conscience of the king.
Why could not a little play on
their part convict this man they be
lieved to be a murderer?
It was worth the attempt.
So the police gathered together a
quantity of Jewelry and placed It
on a table, together with the ring,
which had been washed of Its blood
stains.
They brought Rauschmelr from
his cell and pointed to the loot
upon the table.
"What is the use of your denying
that you committed murder," said
the police chief, "when we have
here the stuff you stole from the
girl's room?"
"I didn't steal It," retorted the
man, and, seeing the ring, he picked
it up, saying: "As proof of It, there
is my own ring."
He slipped It on his finger, and
that little Incident was the bit of
evidence upon which a case was
built which ended In his conviction
and execution.
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Queen Victoria Park
The original Queen Victoria park
at Niagara falls, contained only 154
acres, and was one of the earliest
public ownership undertakings in
the dominion. In recent years the
commission created a park system
83 miles in length, and increased
the original 154 acres to 1,500, and
has a capital Investment of over
$3,000,000 In lands, buildings and
equipment.
Lat Our KWtte Ba
GOOD HEALTH
■Y DM. LLOYD ARNOLD
tfiiinii af ltrHrMw sa4 Pn,
««s«in UWliki, Oaiveriitv ef
•KIN POWER OP SELF
DISINFECTION
HAVE) you ever stopped to won
der what a marvelous struc
ture this skin of ours Is? It is only
one twenty-fifth of an inch thick.
Yet lt'a all the protection we have
for the inside of our foodies against
the outeide world. Unless we're
nudists or fan dancers, we cover It
with clothes, parts of It. But we
all of us occasionally set our bare
faces against a 75 mile an hour
wind; we go out into cold that la
80 to 60 degrees below zero; on a
hot day we move about under a
sun that Is broiling at 120 degrees,
when we can't stand a fever tem
perature of much over 105 degrees.
And we do all sorts of work with
our bare hands.
But we still don't know much
about this skin of ours. Science has
been concerning Itself with our
bones, our hearts, lungs and other
vital organs; It hasn't been giving
so very much attention to this thin
layer of tissue that keeps our body
from drying out
One thing, however, we have been
finding out In the medical research
laboratories of the University of
Illinois, and that Is that our skin
is just about the most remarkable
disinfecting agent there la You can
put all sorts of germs, minimis of
them, on clean healthy skin.jfrid in
a few minutes they have disap
peared.
We discovered, though, that the
skin has certain minute never-ster
ile areas, where the germs don't dis
appear. The first of these Is the
area under the finger nails. The
second Is the thin line that marks
the Junction of the outside skin of
the Up with the membrane lining of
the mouth. .The third Is the line
where the outside skin joins the
membrane lining of the nostrils.
The fourth Is the rim of the evelld
where the outside skin meets the
Inside lining.
The first experiments were made
on the outside skin. The univer
sity laboratory assistants, all nor
mal, healthy persons, were the sub
jects. This is how the experiments
were conducted. When the chest,
abdomen, back, legs or arms were
Btudled, a piece of sterile gauze was
moistened with bacterial cnlture
and placed upon the skin area for
one to three minutes. Then the
gauze was removed and Immediately
after the skin was rubbed gently
with a sterile cotton swab. This
swab was then smeared over the
surface of an agar plate, and the
number of bacteria were counted.
In five minutes another sample was
taken, and then again in ten, fifteen,
twenty, and thirty minutes. When
the specimens were taken of the
hands, the whole hand was sub
merged In the bacteria solution,
and then specimens taken of the va
rious sections to learn If one section
was more resistant than another.
This is what we found: That 98
per cent of the thousands of bac
teria that had been placed In con
tact with the skin disappeared from
the skin within ten minutes. That
there Is one exception to the self
dislnfectlon of the outside skin.
This, as has already been stated, Is
the skin under the nails. Even
after the thorough scrubbing and
cleaning that the surgeon gives
his hands before performing an
operation, germs called staphylo
cocci are always present In large
numbers In these spaces.
Altogether eleven various kinds
of bacteria were used In the tests,
from the harmless B.coll to the
germs that produce wound infec
tions, lockjaw, bolls, blood poison
ing, typhoid and dysentery. The
skin got rid of the dangerous germs
Just as quickly as it got rid of those
that were harmless.
These tests were on clean skin.
Then we experimented with skin
coated with fat. Vaseline rubbed
Into the hands was used In one test.
That retarded considerably the self
disinfectlng power of the skin. Then
naturally oily skin was next
swabbed. " That also did not work
so well.
Finally some plumbers and elec
tricians were called In Just as they
were finishing their day's work and
before they had washed. Their
hands were of course grimy. The
tests were applied before and after
washing, with these results: After
10 minutes the dirty hands showed
no reduction of bacteria; the clean
hands had lost 85 per cent. After
20 minutes, the dirty hands had
lost only 5 per cent of bacteria;
the clean hands were entirely free.
still retained 85 per cent of their
bacteria.
Next we removed a patch of out
side skin to see whether the next
layer of skin had the same resist
ance power. But It hasn't. The
second layer of skin tissue has no
more germ resisting power than the
other tissues of the body. So our
only hope of keeping germs out of
the body Is by keeping our outer
layer of skin whole. We lower our
resistance to disease when we have
a case of sunburn or an open blis
ter, or we get our hands chapped,
prick ourselves with a pin, or any
other happening that punctures the
outermost layer of our epidermis.
A clean, healthy skin needs no
other assistance to protect itself
against infection.
2l Western Newspaper Union.
NOBILITY SHROUDS
NEW YORK VALLEY
Once Home of Refugee
Who Feared Napoleon.
Syracuse, N. Y. —More than a
century and a quarter ago In a val
ley In central New York, known till
this day as Bronder's Hollow, a
refugee member of France's nobil
ity, who stood In line as a future
king of that country, Is said to have
sought escape from Napoleon, who
was making quick work of his op
ponents byway of the guillotine.
Here in the forest recesses of
hills In a fortress-like mansion hewn
from sturdy cherry trees, this
Frenchman founded a settlement
which after a brief, colorful exist
ence crumbled back Into forest
wilds to become one of the forgot
ten villages of this section of New
York, according to the Syracuse
Post-Standard.
Built Imposing Chateau.
The story had Its beginnings In
1808, when a Frenchman who called
himself plain Louis Anathe Muller,
and who never ventured forth with
out an armed bodyguard, purchased
2,700 acres of land In this Isolated
region near Slab City, now George
town, and employed 150 men, whom
he paid in gold and sliver, to con
struct a palatial, bullet-proof cha
teau on the summit of the highest
hill on his estate.
Beside a stream a mile southeast
of his homestead, In the valley of
Bronder's Hollow, named after John
I'nsson Bronder, one of the men
who had accompanied him to this
country the Frenchman who called
himself Muller established a village
which contained two stores, a mill
and a storehouse, as well as numer
ous dwellings.
During the half dozen years that
he lived In this forest mansion, Mul
ler's reticence and eccentric conduct
greatly stirred the curlouslty of his
neighbors and gave rise to many a
wild rumor as to his Identity. But
never by an idle word did he be
tray his real story, and when after
hearing of the collapse of Napo
leon's fortunes he departed jubi
lantly for France, he left In his
wake a mystery which never has
been explained to the full satisfac
tion of his central ew York ac
quaintances or their descendants.
Home Destroyed by Fire.
The modern visitor to the site of
the old Muller house, which was lev
eled by fire In 1007, must stretch his
imagination to believe that this once
was the estate of a French noble
man. sa.vs the writer. If he drives
CLEANINGand DYING
CLOTHES REPAIRED
SUITS AND DRESSES
Phone 909
Progress Cleaners
163 S. WASHINGTON ST.
LEVI POWELL, Mgr.
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J. E. WINSTEAD
: BLACKSMITH :
"We repair everything for
the Farm."
1101 COKEY RD.
DRY CLEANING
If It's Dry Cleaning Call
CASEY'S
CLOTHES MADE TO MEASURE
Phone 685 906 Falls Road
ROCKY MOUNT
COTTAGE
Carolina Beach
o
write
MRS. M. C. BONHAM
Carolina Beach
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FIVE POINTS
PHONE 200
WE INVITE YOUR PATRONAGE
PAGE THREE
along tKe narrow country road that
winds across the hills toward Bron
der's Hollow he will pass densely
wooded stretches that look as If
they never had known the pio
neer's ax.
A few bleak, gray farmhouses
with desolation staring through
their panaless windows, decrepit
barns with doors that creak on
rusty hinges and the shapeless
frames of occasional abandoned au
tomobiles along the way are the
only evidence that man ever con
quered or cultivated this Isolated
territory.
When Muller departed for France
after the downfall of Napoleon he
left his central New York property
In the hands of an agent who
proved untrustworthy, and two
years later, In 1816, he returned to
find his house stripped of its rich
furniture, his garden covered with
weeds and his village forsaken.
After viewing the wreck, he sold
the land to Abijah Western, a New
York city merchant, for the sura of
$10,500, and then went back to
France, where no doubt lie re
claimed a prouder name than plain
Louis Anathe Muller, and calmly
wiped the American chapter off the
slate of his life with never a qualm
for the throes of curiosity which
were bound to torture posterity
when It encountered the mystery
of Muller Hill.
Lake Superior Deepest Lake
Lake Superior Is the deepest if
the Great Lakes, having a maxi
mum depth of '1,290 feet, and a
mean depth of 800 feet. The bot
tom Is very Irregular and shows
many steep slopes.
Green Light and Rancidity
Light, as well as oxygen, affects
the development of rancidity, and
United States government chemists
have found that green light Is the
safest protection against this.
Street Under Tree Canopy
The main street In the mountain
town of Jefferson, N. C., lies un
der a canopy of huge cherry trees
on each side with limbs interlocked
in the center.
Old Stuff in U. S.
Japanese courts permit persons
on trial to hide the face until found
guilty. This is considered a safe
guard to the defendant's reputa
tion.
Phone 265
PEERLESS CLEANERS
Dry Cleaners, Dyers,
Tailors, Hatters
127 Rose Street
Rocky Mount,
——— YOUR EYES "
Are your bread winners, don't
neglect them, have them exam
ined occasionally.
DR. L. G. SHAFFER
OPTOMETRIST
Office In
IPSTEIN BUILDING
Phone 662 for an
appointment —■»—
BATTLE & BARNES
General Machinery and
Automobile Repairs. Electric
and Acetylene Welding. Lawn
Mower Repairs. Portable
Equipment for Outside Work.
PHONE 270
235-239 S. Washington St.
FOR
MEAL
Ground on old fashiond water
mill rocks from home grown corn
CALL
THE ROCKY MOUNT
MILLING COMPANY
J H. TAYLOR. Miller
1223 Branch Street. Phone 834