T gr'RUSDAY. FEBRUARY 20, 1930
••ays Sargon Brought
Back His Health
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JOHN C. SPENCER
«p t>r the past year I have been
a wre tched health. Three bottles
* f § ar gon put me in wonderful con-
Jjt'on.'My appetite is splendid now
ml my digestion is sound. I have
: ne d’ten pounds and my strength
returned in proportion.
•*{ wouldn’t be without Sargon if
iT co >t twenty-five dollars a bot-
John C. Spencer, 498 Sixty
third Street, West Allis, Milwaukee,
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Sargon’s record of marvelous
achievement is an open book to all,
ami only those who have used this
famous treatment know its real
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('. R. Pilkington, Pittsboro; Wig
gin* Drug Stores, Inc., Siler City,
Agents. " —Adv.
The welfare of this nation rests
on a happy, contented and prosperous
rural people.—Mclntosh.
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Chapel News*
Pastor Dailey preached a good
sermon Sunday on the text “What,
Could You Not Watch One Hour?”
Sevesal visitoss were present and
all welcome.
Mr. and Mrs. E. J. Clark were
out showing their .fine boy. They
. were on the way to visit its grand
parents, Mr. and Mrs. J. A. Mar
: shall, where a family gathering met
1 for dinner Sunday.
I Mr. W. C. Henderson was glad
|to have his mother and brother,
iF. R. Henderson, with his family,
for dinner Sunday. Indeed, we
were all glad to have them back
from their new home near Graham.
Miss Marcell Nicholson, a cousin of
the Henderson children, was with
them. She is a daughter of Mr.
Ben Nicholson, a prominent poul
tryman of Alamance county.
Little Emma Dell Dark was well
and out. Miss Alma Perry and lit
j tie Wilbur Lutterloh were kept at
home by the whooping cough, while
others were kept away by sickness,
the cold weather, etc.
We are sorry to learn of the
breakdown of the nerves of Mrs.
T. C. Perry.
Mr. R. G. Cheek and family of
Carrboro were over one day last
week with Mrs. Cheek’s parents,
Mr. and Mrs. J. T. Mann.
Mr. O. W. Mann, who now has
a good job with a Greensboro con
tractor, was home for the week-end
and had with him three of the con
j tractor’s boys.
Mrs. Della Smith, sister-in-law of
j Mrs. O. C. Whitaker, will soon move
? into the old 0. F. Whitaker home,
j She and her four children have to
| scuffle for a living since the death
of her husband, and need the ad
vice and help of some older person.
So Mr. O. C. Whitaker will proba
bly assume that job.
Our vacant houses are srill filling
up. Mr. A. C. Whitaker is to go
back to his former home.
Mr. B. D. Woody, who has been
j kept away from church by the ill
-1! ness of Mrs. Woody, was out Sun
day. We have missed them both.
Mr. I. W. S. Durham was over
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Purify your entire system by tak
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weeks—and see how Nature re
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ly 35 cts. at drugstores. ( Adv).
with his wife and their first-born
babe, looking over the old home,
now owned by the Cottontail Club
of Greensboro. They were showing
off the baby. Incidentally they saw
his brother H. F. and other friends
before driving back to their home
in Carrboro.
Mrs. Edna Johnson of Hickory
Mountain was over visiting her
mother, Mrs. Anne Perry, and was
out to church Sunday. We are glad
to have old friends back, and we
do not want our young frtend Gor
don Marshall to miss church when
he is at home.
The dairymen from this com
munity who visited the dairy school
at Pittsboro last week were Messrs.
W. K. Mann, Z. L. and H. C. Dark,
G. P. Whitaker, C. H. and W. W.
Lutterloh, also Messrs. W. J.,
Junius, and H. F. Durham, who
attended, though not in the dairy
busines. After spending two years
in the university and two at home,
Junius Durham has about decided
to stay at home and devote him
self to farming, poultry raising, and
so forth, and miss the worries and
squorries of town life.
Mr. John Creed’s son Earl, who
has been away for some time, has
decided to move, with his family,
to Mr. J. A. Marshall’s to do light
farming and will be prepared to do
blacksmithing and other shop work
at the old shop at Mr. W. T.
Mann’s. Mr. Creed was advised by
his physician to seek the open air.
He is a good mechanic and will
appreciate your custom.
Mr. Creed bears a good name,
and we shall welcome him into the
community.
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How Long Must I Suffer?
* poult NATHALIE is .in need of
■ some very real sympathy tor she is
suffering the pangs of first love, un
requited, and there are no more cruel
torments in the world.
John did love her, but he teamed
to forget her in one brief summer, and
poor little Nat whose world collapsed
when she heard tiie news, has not been
aide to do much in the way of eating
or sleeping since thut time.
She is not merely sentimental. She
was really in love with the hoy, John.
She had made some sacrifices to keep
him near her. She stood ready to
marry him and then he walked past
her calmly looking for another pretty
face.
It’s all humiliating and hard and
dreadful, particularly when her fami
ly stands unsympathetic, and silently
critical, beholding Iter torture.
They had told her not to fool around
with that boy. THEY had known it
would come to no gpod, etc., etc.
Each day Nat wakes to a world of
despair and hopelessness. Each morn
ing fresh anguish assails her as mem
ory brings hack the dreadful truth —
that John Is gone forever and that
she must go on living witiiout him
somehow.
She asks me rather pathetically how
lonsf she must suffer. She’s heard that
Time is the Great Healer, and so she
sits, waiting for time to pass, and
praying that the healing will soon take
place.
P.ut honey child, that’s not the way
time is going to heal you. You’ve got
to stop looking at the clock if you
want that hurt of yours mended up.
Let old time sneak up on you when
you’r not looking. Let him cure your
aching heart while you're busy at
something else.
For heavens’ sake don’t put him off
by watching for him too eagerly. No
man, even time, can stand that.
Just you turn your back on time,
and the thought of what he must do
before your frame of mind will be
normal again. Plunge yourself deep
into anything—the hobby which in
terested you most before John came
along.
You'll he startled one day to find
yourself laughing quite naturally. Or
you’ll discover to your consternation
and wonder that you haven’t thought
about John for an entire twenty-four
hours —your mind has been so full
of this and that, you really haven't
had a second to spare.
That’s the work of time, my dear.
He did that for you. But in order to *
let him do his bes 1- work, you’ve got
ro take a hand and help him out.
Turn your back on John —find some
thing to make time pass as quickly as j
possible—and the faster lie passes,
the more he'll be able to help you,
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THE BLOW-OFF
“I want to get a good novel to
read on the train —something pa
thetic,” said the woman* to. the bo*ok
salesman.
“Let me see, how would ‘The Last,
Days of Pompeii’ do?” asked the.
salesman. !
“ ‘PompeM’?” I never heard of
him. What did he die of?”
“I’m not quite sure, Ma’am,” re
plied the salesman, “some kind of j
an eruption, I believe.”—Brooklyn j
Central. 1
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They Knew What
I They Wanted
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Several years ago a play with this title
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was popular. A tale it told, of life in the
vineyards of California—and how the
members of a little household there solved
> their problem of domestic happiness be- I
cause they had the good fortune to know I
what they wanted- I
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Today successful housewives everywhere |
are solving the problems of housekeeping j
—simply, easily, happily —by knowing j
what they want before they start-out to
buy. And knowing what they want isn’t a
matter of god fortune. It’s a matter of
foresight and forethought.
They read the advertisements —regularly,
thoroughly! They save hours of shopping
time by having their minds made up before
they begin to buy. They know quality I
brands, comparative values, dependable
merchandise. They don’t Waste time and j
risk money in investigating “unknowns”
and “just-as-goods.” I
When a manufacturer places himeslf on
record in the printed page, he is forced to I
guarantee you consistent quality and serv
ice—or the disapproval of millions quickly
forces him out of the market. Advertised |
goods are reliable. Read the advertise
ments. Know what you want before you II
spend a cent. ||
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