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: I m- By ^RY IMLAY TAYLOR Autocaster Service, New York. DiSTALLMENT —^my son. my aonJ" recoiled vlolewtly. "My ^ wiint was I going to doT I Be Bie. not tonlgitf" - ' iHer inmUc, cUnglag hands, the love and vity in her e: Iderced the boy’s tortnred epnl His lips shooEf a l»b choked Nancy's arm sllp>t>ed 'obont his neck, she drew him along, she ipoor man.” held him tight. She understood i “She made you steal!’’ jhow her mother felt. It couldn’t “That’s a lie!" he said -brok-1 happen, it mustn’t! She had dragged him to the back doot now. "Roddy, go up to your room— I’ll teir Mama you’It stay lo rd maK^enou^' o^it oti&e se ond bit f^bok to relurai the whole sum, don’t you see? It was gam- ling, of course, hut I wanted to get rich. too. You get that way in New York; you lust have to get rich quick! And 1—well, 1 loved her and she won’t marry a New Bislu^ l)eUvered An nual Literary Address At : 4 Oty Schools Mbs Gwyn Dies At Ronda Home Winston-Salem, Jan. 26.—With Funeral Servieea Held At AH JoktJr^ didn't want ai^: Mrs. Gladys Fari^ ■ When he was just come a father, howev| ^ came reconciled to the “Don’t come near me, Nance,”, enly, "she couldn’t, she’s beanti the young fire-brand said fierce-,^ ful, she ly, “you’d best keep away from 'Nance, they’re like Jewels, topas- es, yop know.” “She was in dreadful trouble, she had to have money—she told me about It. her poor old father might have gone to Jail—through a mistake, you know, and it took all the money to save him—she dirty thief! , I She came up, panting. “Rod, he turned stupidly, blindly, i^niing Mama." ing for the door. "I’d bettor reached him; he put his ‘ga ont now “and.yhang myself! jiand up with a despairing • ges- ' groanSd. ■ tjire and pushed the lock of hair "Oh, my hoy, my poor boy!” out of his eyes. - Ms Brother cried after him, try-: “i wish to the Lord I’d shot | was so grateful, so broken when lag to reach him, trying to hang! myself In New York!” he saidjl got It, Nance. She was going to to Mm with mother hands hoarsely. i .. . that never give up. 1 The anguish of his tone went; she feels dreadfully because she But he did not look at her, he 1 to his sister’s heart; they were can’t right oft. She feels as bad ufkiDbled at the lock of the long j close of an age, she was just |as^you do, tout shes J - : Wench window, found it and, twenty-one, and they had al-1 did it for her, to save her. Nance. !•earing it open, he walked out ways been together. She clung to I’d do anything for her Id go night," she whispered, as If she thought her father wduld hear it and break out again. “Don’t frighten her, Rod, go to bed— she’ll die if you tell her this!” He atood irresolute, half push ed to the kitchen door. It was dark in there and silent and he could go up the hack-stairs. The thought of his own room and his white bed—where he had slept •ver the sill like a blind man. > him, shaking. to hell for her!" They heard the soft thud of his ' -“Roddy, are you sure they’ll I "Rod!” plange to the grounl below. find out right away? I meaUj “I would!” he cried Mrs. Gordon’s sobs came in'those people in New York—be-;ately. “I love her. My God, gasps. “Oh, wmif n, what have tore you can put the money Nance, you don’t know what love y«B done? You’v driven your^ back?" i « '’“n® through your veins •wn boy crazy—he—he’ll kill I “Oh, they'll find out! They’ve like fire! When I look into her lUssself—I’ve got to stop him, j got an accountant ithere—old eyes—I'd give my soul tor her. Pve got to—I—’’ She waa ac- Beaver. He never liked me, he’s j I’d—” He clenched his hands, got his nose to the ground like!shaken with passion, a mad boy. paseion- a hound now—looking for the trail. I t,hink he knows already.” "Then they might c^nie after you—arrest you — tomorrow?” Nancy shuddered, remembering the time; ”it’s after twelve now —it must be. Today then!” taally at the window herself now, nytag to climb out. Bat Nancy caught her. thrust- lag her back with firm young taad. ‘T’U go. Stay here I’ll go —I’ll stop him—leave it to me!” She pushed her toack gently, look- tog over her head at her father. The light outside was ghostly; ■Mte squares of ground with •lack shadows etched where, in 1 father. I reckon the daytime, there were tall j ev'-erything now Mrabe and hemlocks. Nancy .stood still, too, rooted •a the ground, listening, her heart in her throat. Then she heard the faint crunch of gravel la the path behind the lilac hedge. Roddy was there, of course, she might have known M She fled lightly, making no jMMind, in his direction and over look him at the end of the gar- ton; It opened there through a toroken gate—on the iow. “Roddy^” she called to him. “Roddy—waiW” He stopped short and turned, the moonlight whitening his hag- crying. gard young face. j mad with love. “I’ve saved her anyway! fThey can send me to jail—jail’s nothing, death’s noth ing, shame’s nothing—if you can give yourself for the woman you love!’’ ■He choked, clenching his hands 1 one had thought of sleep him and pinched him with a sharp IHtle pain, a needle thrust beside the great pain he carried with him. He groaned. ^ “I’ll stay, -Nance, until—until I have to go,” he said thickly, "for her sake—IMother’s I mean.” Mrs. Gordon’s relief at Roddy’s return made her yield to Nancy’s persuasion. “Let him be in his room for a solemn and picturesque rites dat- Jng' bade to the early days of the Christian churdt, the Rev. Robert Ehnnuett Gribbin today was conse crated bishop of the western Nortii CsroUna diocese of toe Protestant Episcopal church. ,The Most Rev. James DeWolf Perry, D. D., presiding bishop of the church in the United States, officiated as chief consecrator at the service wheih elevated the 46- year-old rector.of St. Paul’s church here to the episcopate, succeeding the late Rt. Rev. J. M. Homer as bishop of the diocese. Church officials from half a dozen states took part in the con secration. Among the prominent laymen present for toe ceremony was Gov. J. C. B. Efariaghaus. Also attending was Mrs. Rebecca M. Gribbin. of Blackville, S. C.. Mr. Gribbin’s aged mother. The Rt. Rev. E- A. Penick, D. D., bishop of North Carolina, and Saints Chapel On lliarsday Aftemooit while. Mama. He’s worn out, per-^ the Rt. Rev. 'Thomas C. Darst, D. haps, he’ll sleep a little—If papa doesn’t break out again.” Her mother bad come upstairs with her to see Roddy, and Nancy D., bishop of East Carolina, acted as co-consecrators. The hew bishop’s see city is Asheville and he will take np his that He nodded “I don’t care any'again, and Nancy said nothing.! night and it was daylight now. more; I’ve had all I want from | She stood looking at him. She 1 The soft gray of the dawn crept had coaxed her away from his residence there in a few days. The door and into her own room. No counties of Alleghany, ^Wilkes, ; in like a mist, and they heard -in their broken paus- Alexander, Catawba, Lincoln, Gas ton and all North Carolina coun ties west of these comprise the diocese which has 700 parishes and missions as well as a number of i schools and other church institu- I tions. I can take I thought she knew something of | -even hand- love. too. but—to steal for it! 1 suddenly- .. i For a long moment they were i es—^the twittering of the birds In “He didn’t mean it, he didn’t|dumb, then she spoke hesitating- the vine outeide the window, mean half of it. he’s mad and ly. } crazy with grief about it! You ”If-if we could only raise it | am-chair ■beside her v^ant bed, mustn’t go. not this way. Rod- -the whole of it-right away-1 hiding her face in her hands. She dy Mama can’t stand it. you' The trouble Is-if we do. it was a mere huddled heap of mis- know how she feels-you’re all! would clean us out and Papa’s ery. and Nancy saw her should- she cares for' ” too old to begin over again.” | ers rise and fall with the strug- ' He choked, irresolute. ”I wont; "I won’t have that!” said Rod-, gle of suppressed sobs^ The let father 1 won’t, stand for it— dy quickly. “I don t want a cent i whole figure, the disheveled head . when Mr. Gribbin was ad- he’s insulted the woman I love, | from him—and he can’t do it, and the blue-veined hands, tore | vanced to the priesthood in 1913, a beautiful good woman whom i Nance, he’s got something weak ^ the young girl’s heart. j preached the consecration sermon. I—Nance, whatlabout his heart; anyway, he’s too] “Don’t,she whispered,^ friend. Bishop Finlay will Funeral services for Miss Le- nora 6w^, highly respected Ron da lady, were conducted from All Saints chapel at Ronda Thursday afternoon by Rev. B. M. Lackey, of Lenoir, rector of the church, in the presence o'f a large ronconrse of friends and relatives. Inter ment was made in toe family cemetery. She was 78 years of age. Miss Gwyn passed away at 3 o'clock Wednes^y morning at the home of her sister, Mrs. Vardre McBee, at Ronda, following a brief critical illness from inflorora and pneumonia. For the past several years Miss Gwyn’s health had been very delicate. 'The deceased was a member of one of the most prominent fami lies in this section of the state, being a daughter of the late James Gwyn and Mrs. Mary Anne Lenoir Gwyn. She was a member of the Jonathan Hnnt Chapter of the Daughters of the American Revo lution in Elkin, and a member of long stafting of the All Saints Episcopal church at Ronda. Miss Gwyn was a gifted musician and possessed a lovely contralto voice. She was a graduate of Salem col lege, Winston-Salem. But when it turned twins—Farley left her ^ they wnre bom, she said in a q for divorce filed today. Wheat growers belonging the Bnrke-Caldwell received checks for over a thomsq and. dollars from their tion treasurer last week re* ' during acreage last fall. ; ; Extra-Fast Relief Otmmnd and Gat' „ .. ... . lor Graiiii. BAYER ASPIRIN Miss Gwyn had spent the great* i j^^n the heart. So if you ' O GENUINE BAYER ASPIRIN B ecause of a uniqro . tn manufftCturCi GcnniM Aspirin Tablets are mato b integrate—or dissolve—IN5TA LY yon take them. Thus th to work imtantlu- Start hold” of even a severe h„-_^^ aeural^a, neuritis or rheumatie pl*a a few minutes after taking ,0 And they provide SAF_E_ iniiie BA er part of her life at the ancestral Preceding the service of conse- j Gwyn home, “Green Hill,” near cration there was a colorful pro cession of the participants into the church- The Rt. Rev. Kirkman G. Fin lay, D. D., bishop of upper South Carolina, who preached the ser- river mea- he's never seen! (iid I do? I wa.s wild BRAME’S RHEUMA-LAX FOR RHEUMATISM Quick Relief K. M. BRAME & SON Nc^h Wilkesboro, N. C- NEW • COLORFUL handier to me*** did 1 real-! old—why, they’d fire a man as^ting her 8houlder.“Please dont!’ | cjgggjy associated with the new ly try to -strangle him?” old as he is in New York!” | Her mother raised a haggard 4jgj,„p_ jjg jg charge of the She nodded, pressing her lips! "They must be cruel in New | face, blurred and puffed with j Episcopal conference and camp fir'mlv together to keep from York!” ^ v n .. ,! grounds at Kanuga lake in west- I "They are; that’s it, Nance, "Oh, Nancy, what shall we do?j^orth Carolina which is they get you and they break you. j What can we do? I’ve lived too | the jurisdiction of the west ern North Carolina diocese. A native of South Carolina, the r.ioRn forgot- " ® ! newly consecrited bishop has been Clean lorg (ground. He wants my place for wiping her eyes. i his sleeve nephew and he’s going to get, “Lie down, she advis- j j jggl. After his ordina- ;it.” 80 and liel^j^ assistant at St. ,.ig down. If you re 111 you can t help CL^^e’s in Atlanta for one year and ' Roddy at all.” Blit her mother to hand clung “Roddy, you can’t go to jail,’’ she whispered with white lips. "I won’t let you!” ' He smiled at her, an odd, ^ -i) ■ **♦ *'.* V' *.|V» ’ I ... looked down .strangely his owp hands, stretching I them out. "Lordy. I might have [killed him—I—I'd ten myself.” Nancy tugged at Come liack. Rod!” He shook his head. “I'd do' Nancy s .sometliiiig worse if he called her shoulder, names.” “Yon needn't go in there: go up to votir own room: you're , . , >ir,-d (Kit. ni lell .Mamu—that’s twisted smile. ”iou can t help it. ,, Sis, I've got to go. D’you remem- He stood inesolnte. “U would-j her old .Major Lomax? He was 'n t he for long anyway-” ho, ^il^ays .sending his enemie^s 'said at la.st. “Don't you toll him ; Jail to crack stom I if I do stay toniglit—toniorro-w ;'aughed hysterically, i—■■ ho laiigliod wildly—“there'll, lie a jail ride tomorrow, Nance! "| j It was long past midnight I morning was in I frost seemed to I morrosv in tlie girl's lumes. She They have no hearts. I can see Hong!” how they’ll break me—even old “Hush, don’t say such things.’ Ronda, and was loved by all with whom she came in contact. Since the recent death of her sister, Miss Mary Gwyn, and her brother, Wil liam A. Gwyn, she had resided with her sister, Mrs. McBee, who is the only surviving member of her immediate family. QUICK and SAFE rehrf tee you get toe real Bayer artWe. 1 for toe Bayer cross on evtp fMly: as shown above and for tM •llt|fc GENUINE BAYER ASPIM * every bottle or pwkage you Mambf N.R.A GENUINE BAYER ASPIRIN DOES. NOT HARM THE HBARf PAINT MACHINE MADE JENKINS HARDWARE COMPANY “Northwest North Carolina’s Largest Hardware Store" NORTH WILKPSBORO, N. C. only sank lower in her chair. “I can’t rest,” she said, and i then, petulantly; "leqve m e alone. Nancy, I don’t want any thing in the world but niy boy! ’ Nancy turned silently and went back into the hall, but not to her ow'ii room; instead she went “1 think he knows about this j downstairs. The light Rod. I met him tonight and he: "as still burning there and she asked about you 1 right 1 then became rector of St. John’s church, Wilmington, on December ' 1, 1916, remaining there until he ~ to Roddy came to Winston-Salem. He is married and has three children. During the World war he saw service overseas as chaplain of a North Carolina regiment and since coming to Winston-Salem has been chaplain of the American Legion. He was educated at The Citadel. in such a' father sitting bolt up-1 in his 1 South Carolina’s military college, mTo I College of Charleston and the Cii&ir D@siu@ tn@ j ^ • mi. i * i • General Theological seminary, ■ — ‘ ’ 1 i,r v/zi. I ^ew Yorlc- Latcr he took special they’ll talk, Nance, all the 8,courses at Harvard and Colu^mbia strange wav ’* »*** viian uesiuc tuc ( the air and the presently. ’ blackened hearth. She went soft- j «i.! How they’ll talk, Nance, all the' >y ‘"to H»e room, drawing nearer I ALL COLORS For Sale By CARTER-HUBB.UID PUBLISHING CO. Office Supply Dept. _ I shook with a cliill of f“ai'. : "Rod. why did you take it?” He did not answer for a while: ■ be stood staring at the ground. I liis fare distorted in the ino>,n- jlixlit. He looked a mere boy, hut Mils misery bad made black rjngs around bis eyes. I 'XaiKe. yon kiunv I didn’t mean to keep it. I took it little bv nuile at first. I—well, there was reason for it even then. I was going to put it straight hack, but I couldn’t. I took some more. There are some queer people there. Nance, you wouldn’t und erstand - curb-brokers. I thought XOTK K OF SKIZFRE riiarlottp. X. C. ' Whereas, on .lune '27. 192:1, old fogies, and the girls, too.” | ®f,7nt\^errS’She"hought’'he hid j psychology and philosophy “Roddy, you’re only twenty' three. How long will they keep I his chair. He had not. He you in jail?' looked old and gray and broken, IS KNOWN IN CITY It is recalled that Rev. R. E. “It's grand larceny. 1 reckon his mouth hung open like »| Gribbin, who was consecrated as that’s ten years in New York.” I'dead man’s. [bishop of the western North Caro- She gave a stifled cry, sling-1 (Continued next week) j lina diocese of the Protestant Epis- ing to him. ) i w; zttc i copal church Thursday to succeed His face was ghastly in the moonlight, like a white mask, ' I IFF' Bishop Horner, delivered ^ AND ENDb UWN LlfEithe annual literary address at the San Francisco. Jan. 26.—Believ- commencement exercises of North ing his son to be suffering from an! Wilkesboro high school last year, and his eyelids twitched nervous ly. “Don’t cry!’’ he said harshly.,. . . “I'll be old when 1 come out—'po ice sai os i yp^j, jjjg local audience which thirty-three—and done for. They j eph Pera invaded the Marine hos- jg interested to learn of his eleva- nevev forget a fellow with a jail | pital here late today, shot and kill- sentence. I—(Well, there’s a veay I ed his .son, Elton J- Pera, and then out of it, Nance, a way for the | committed suicide. family honor, toe. I reckon fa-! Officers said the elder Pera ap- Foi'd Coach. Model 1928. Motor time. I—” he laughed bitterly- ther thought I’d forgotten it, but i parently believed his son was dy- I liaven't—I’ve seen it all the i ing from a tumor and had decided X'o. ,\2.86149. was seized by Fed eral Officer.s. in Wilkes County. X. C., while being used by un known parties in the unlawful removal and concealment of un- taxpaid spirits; now therefore, notice is hereby given to all per sons owning or claiming right, title or interest in said automo- ‘Fill working up to it.'' She tightened her arms about him frantically; she knew. “Roc'dy, you can't—you won’t!” He laughed at her, his lips twitching like hiS eyelids. “Father meant that—he knows he means it now—he thinks I’m bile to present certified claim a coward because I didn’t.” thereto on or before February “Rod,” she clung to him, “not 21. 1934. in default of which the tonight—promise me. Roddy, not same will be advertised and sold tonight! Gome in—you needn’t upon the shooting to end his suf fering. Assails Administration Rochester, N. Y., Jan. 25.—Sen- ! ator Dickinson, Republican, of I Iowa, assailed administration poli cies here tonight, asserting the NRA was “passing and passing He made a very favorable impres- tion. at public auction, as provided by see father, go upstairs to your law .1. A. Clifton, Jr.. Acting , Investigator in Charge, Alcoholic room-you need the rest. Beverage UnlL 22-29-5 yes. you do—you re crazy! Rod, fast” and dubbing thj entire Democratic legislative program an advertised and soid at public auc- NOnCE OF .SEIZURE Charlotte, N. C. Whereas, on Septem-ber 24, 1932, Poril Roadster, Model A 1929, Motor No. A2590406, was seized by Federal Officers, in Wilkes County, N. 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