?""?'wjpidM fH ?* : :sH^H -. A The Alamance gleaner VOL. LIX. GRAHAM, N, C., THURSDAY DECEMBER 28, 1933. NO. 47. -? ? ^?????1? r. | A Busy Year Ahead Her NeuiJfeSs Re^iton fcusma JIIN LAKKI.N was too busy for frivolities on New Year's Eve. lie sat at his massive desk till eleven, and then, to rest his eyes, turned off his lamp and sat in dark ness, watching the lights und figures on the street be low. when ne wotte with a start an nour later a! the sound of horns and sirens, he was cold and stiff. Suddenly he realized that some one else was in the room. He sat very quiet, scarcely breathing. A oeatn jf light flashed and was gone. A moment later the unseen visitor had picked out the safe, and delicate Angers twirled the dial. Although he realized that a shot might pass unnoticed In the din out c i A a hn /> A II I d scarcely sit nnd be robbed. With a sud den In o g e be grasped both of the intruder's wrists?and In his arms lay a frail form, quite motion less. lie looked for a weapon, found tone, and turned on the lights. "A girl." he ex claimed. "'In boy's clothes 1" She stirred and sat up. "Well," he de manded. "Tell me wnui yuu wauicu i In my safe." "Nothing. Let me go." "I suppose you were responsible for those letters that were stolen last week. But they were In code, so you came back for the key." "Do you mean these?" She took from her shirt a sheaf of rapers- "1 was going to put them back. I hare decoded them." He took the papers. Above the code fan a perfect translation, lie looked at her a long time. "Don't, please," she said, and covered her face with her hands. "Did .nyone ever tell you how beau tiful you are?" he asked. "White and dainty like those snowflakes falling outside." 8be shrugged. "I suppose If you were going to call the police you Would hare dene to by now." v "laa." "Are yon going to let me go?" "More than that. I'm going to take you home." "I can get home all right, riven It anyone recognizes this as a disguise they will think it part of the night's celebration." "As you say. Rut won't you tell me why. at midnight on New Year's Eve, a beautiful woman returns a cleverly decoded message to my safe?" "Yes," she answered. "Sit down. "A week ago," she began, "1 was very down on my luck. I have al ways been ratlier a gambler, and I vowed that I would either le well off or Hat broke by the last day of the year. "That night I read In the paper of your exploits In the stock market*? how everything seemed to rise or fall at your command. 1 decided to throw my lot with yours?only I knew that of course you would not divulge your methods to a stranger." "When the stranger is so beautiful one might do many things," he mur mured. "Was your ruse successful?" "Very. I now have ten times what I had then." "But I don't understand how yon got Into my office, and found the combina tion to my safe." She laughed. "That was easy. My father was a locksmith; when I was a child locks and their mechanisms were ray toys. I could open them by touch." "And decoded the messages." "That did take work. I sat np all that night, trying again and again. iuu sue, me i?us sibility of a code had not occurred to me when I first decided to rum mage among your personal effects. Tlyit was why 1 had to take the pa pers away. Instead of Just reading them. But at last I was lucky, and once 1 got a start. It was just a ques tion of time." "You have a good start Into the New Year as a safe-breaker," he observed. "Please don't say that I was so desperate, and It hasn't hurt anyone." "But it has,' he Insisted. "I'll nev er be the same unless 1 am sure you are keeping out of such deviltry." "If I make a New Year's resolution never to crack another safe will thai satisfy you?" "Partly," he answered, as he opened the door for her, "only I think I had better come around now and then to see that you keep It What are you doing this coming year?" ?. l&JS. Western Newspaper Union. Reason for Each Odd New Year's Belief WHEN we come to consider old cus tims and folk-lore, there is al ways a very delinite reason for each strange belief says n writer In Pear son's Weekly; what has always struck nie, too. Is the craving for material prosperity that Is at the root of many old-time observances. We lind this shown particularly in New rear's cus toms belonging to bygone days. Of course. It Is natural, for the first day of the year easily would become a kind of guide for the rest; Indeed, there Is a pretty general belief that luck on New 1'ear's day foretells good fortune for the rest of the year. In many places I find it Is still looked upon as a thing of good cmen If the first words spoken on New Year's day are glad words of greeting; or If the first person to enter the house on New Year's morning "carries In" rath er than "fetches out." f'erhaps that Is why even In days of economy we continue to send New Year's greet ings; and an old postman told me that whenever possible, he sets one foot In side the door, so that he may prove the bringer of good luck to every house on New Year's morning. * The Passing I Year & By Ilcnr? Loukuaa, in Detroit New* ^ *' r T"HE year that we measured has ended; And has fused with the eons sublime. The land-marks we knew have ail blended In the aye old imaye of tins*. Its suns and its shadows have perished. Like the loves that we quickly forget; But the spriny and the autumn it cherished Still haunt with a tinye oi regret. We meet en this threshold each season; And we siyh as the sands must drift by. Each yraln is as precious as reason. Far they total the years 'til we