U7, Jim HilrtdM.'*
Smurt u p*laV
«)ioagfa to 8«e you're
t le»—” begen Jim, bet
Mprored bim in so
ti tone that Jim tell sl-
-1.
1^.
qntated etl-Jim throngh
eyes, snspiclously. then
fihghed heartUy^ "Aye. Jim
smart. So yras ibe French
r that canned that leg
d.*' Ik
' Squire.
Ad-
)
“AM!” cried the
*^e«'rb a nary man?’*
*lft*Fe, sir. Fought ander
■tal Hawke off Biscay."
metre Trelawaey was Im-
1 IPSIMi. ‘."irnder the ' immortal
; . ’ »lr.’* eithW *,peg-leg.
i 1 must be content wtth an
w am anllor’s memoriee—in place
I ‘gifme iP«n*Ion as it were."
I _ v *W» pension?’' The Squire was
'' I 'nitelEed. “You mean you were
t.'vCtefed no pensi^?’’
i;’,- J|-' "Oh, they oreriooked that,
■getke. but what greater reward
■■■ a man hare than to give his
■m If need be in the serrlce of
Wa country, and of His Majesty,
Bne George, God bless him.”
Xm’s hostility had by this
. Mme turned to sympathy and em-
■ ,t Inmssment. “Truly, Mr. Silver,
t:. Fm sorry for my bluntness—"
r . “Honor me with your hand,
■h?’' cried Trelawney in a chok-
mt Toice. “England is where she
it today because of such men as
wnnf"
course you realize,” said
■e Squire, “we can take on on-
ablebodied men who—''
“Bless me, sir, I'm not think-
that me and my timber leg
snn be of use to you. “I . . He
d suddenly, and looked up,
igly. “I wonder now—do
happen to have ^ cook on
?’’
“Why, no, not yet.”
“Squire, I run a little .seamen’s
aedmary up here a ways. I can
■■fee salt pork taste like roast
ghiiaiin- T"
Trelawney got the idea, after
m mament. “Why, demme. Silver,
W j»«. wish the berth you are
iMebr made ship’s cook.”
“Why, sir,” said Silver, em-
d, I didn’t expect when I
hobbling down—”
“Hot at all. Silver! No pen-
s*ni! Why—’’
“And where might w© be sail-
»g" asked Silver, excited and
’ afeipper.
“We sail upder sealed orders.
AH I can say is—ah, it's a ven-
tars of Importance.”
“Then I imagine yon’r© being
■■7 careful in selecting your
•Riw. sir.”
-to. them? # 4 How'’maay
woulid you bfl'ueediagT*'
"1 should Uk« A round score
of Btpnt fellows in case- of na-
tlTSB «r buccuaeeis—
“Bhecaaeers? • You’re worried
by plrataa. ^aowt’' ^ V-
■ i, .'“One nevar can tell," aald' the
l^uire, trying to, cover his blun
der.
“Not presuming. Squire, but I
know every seaman in Bristol.
They all comie to my Inn — the
honest ones I allow in it — old
eroonies in His Majesty's serv
ice—>■
“Ha! Do they seek a voyage?”
“Jump at one, sir. . .. . Many
wtth families destitute. . . Why
don’t I bring down a flock of
'em, sir?”
“Fetch them down!’’ cried the
Squire. “Pink me! We might
have Smollett’s entire crew for
him and be able to sail the soon
er!”
Silver turned and made for
the gang-plank, stopping to ex
claim exuberantly: “With your
eye for a seaman, sir? "Aye, aye,
sir!”
Jim pleaded to go with Silver,
and the latter interposed quick
ly: “Best not. Matey. There’s
much to be done—”
“Oh, take the boy along, Silv
er and show him the port,’’ said
the Squire, winking to Silver.
“Start his education.”
Long John Silver took the eag
er boy along the docks and let
him gaze his fill at the majestic
sailing ships in the harbor and
listen to the varied noises of the
loading and unloading of ships.
They passed a chandler's booth
and Long John bought a bosun’s
whistle for Jim who was im
mensely pleased with it. At
length they approached the Spy
glass Inn which Silver said was
his ordinary for sea-faring men.
An unseemly noise came from
within the hostelry. An accor-1
(lian was playing loudly, and the
drunken shouts of men emanat
ed from It, while other voices
were raised in maudlin singing.
Silver glanced uneasily at the
boy, and then towards the inn,
but Jim was trilling on his pipe
and paid no attention to the
noise. Silver made a secret ges
ture to a man who appeared in
the door. The latter went Inside
and the noise suddenly quieted,
and the accordian struck up the
introductory notes to “Gather ye
rosebuds while ye may.” Soon a
tenor voice struck into the words
of the song. Entering the inn.
more hands would they,
asked one of the men in a soft
videe.' The dandy in frayed cloth
ing stopped 'playing the accor-
dlan^at'^e question,,-
- “Any that’s worthy^ George
Merry," said Silver, a hufe smlla
'on his', face. “I been*yarnlng^1dth
the 'oiwner—And ma^be I edn
convince Mm. of your high qilM-
iUee-T4hem as has ’em.'
He was intefrtipted by shouts
of Joy and renewed back-slap
ping. The men glanced cniionsly
at Jim and began murmuring
and wklsperlng among them
selves.
“I guess they haven’t worked
in a long time," said Jim.
“Sad, Jim. Moat of ’em has
forgotten what real honest work
is like." He led Jim forward.
“Meet them personal, mately."
He Introduced them all—^Dan
dy Dawson who had been playing
the accordion; 'William O’Brien,
a man minus his left ear and
wearing a red nightcap; Israel
Hands, a fat, oUy, piratical ap
pearing man. And then as Silver
was introducing him to still an-
, other, a man hurried in from
1 the street. It wqs none other
’ than Black Dog! Without a word
he turned on his heel and skur-
rled out.
“Stop him!” cried Jim. “It’s
Black Dog! Stop him!”
“Who?” cried Silver, thinking
fast. “Stop him you say, matey?
Who is he? Black who?”
“Black Dog! He was one of
the buccaneers who ... I mean
. well . . “A buccaneer you
say? What’s he done? Not one of
the pirates Squire Trewlawney
was telling—”
“Oh, yes! Yes! He ought to be
caught!”
“A buccaneer in my inn!”
cried Silver, turning to the group
of men. “Now did any of you
ever see the likes of him before!
He’s no friend of anyone in here,
11)0 he? Because, shiver my tim
bers—’’
They all denied vigorously
that they had ever seen the man
before.
“And that’s good for you all,
say I. A scurvy pirate in my inn
—w'hat I’ve worked so hard for
as a genteel place for honest sea
men . . . I'll get my sea-bag,
matey, and report this to the
Squire. All of you as wants this
voyage now down to the Hispan
iola at Wolf’s wharf. . . A pirate
swab in my place!’’
When Long John Silver came
out with his bag, a green parrot
was perched on his shoulder.
Jim admired it hugely and w-ant-
Hes gone, aiai nei am wm Wie •proirsao willJbe
didn't catch hkn, atfl ike?' ‘ And| of ftri:- W,' A. Jenkins.
what the ■ squire*^ d6n!t know-
-won't’ itnvt 41m.'He’s^bii Wh ad
venture of impoirtiinoe '-^ ivhattj
ever It is—oatrylng the weight
of everything on hli'' showHeraf
Silver gestured towards t h e j ed to know if it was a boy or a
roomful of tough looking thugs
sitting at tables and benches in
polite conversation with each
other or playing cards.
“Here’s my little rest haven.
girl parrot.
“Oh, a girl parrot, and well-
mannered little wench she is.”
“Wench! Wench!” shrieked
the parrot. “Break out the rum
f- Tie Squire exploded. “And
anreliable men in this port,' bunch of seamen looked curious-
! Of the dozen or so I’ve ly at him.
on. eight have never come “Now you might like to hear,’’
k—disappeared entirely.’’ j continued Silver, “I’m signed on
Over scratched his chin, as ship’s cook.”
NT, ain’t that a shame! Won- A murmer of pleasure spread
Jim—for old sailors as ain’t ap- and lead in the wenches! If you
preciated . . . .Mates, this is Jim • can’t find a bunk there’s always
Hawkins, ship’s boy of the His-'the benches! Break out the—
paniola!” jAwk!”
Jim bowed awkwardly as thej The parrot broke off suddenly
as Silver fingers stroked Its
throat—tightly.
“Upon my word she’s a good
talker!’’ cried Jim. “What’s her
what'could have happened among the evil-looking crew, .was Flint's bird. I bought her
name?’’
“I calls her Captain Flint. She
A
filRELEY^
ORANGEADE
'want to J»l5 h^ mtjyT H*e
on' yotii* arm. '8«ef Siuni frleads
with you,"^>» 
f'AM tlpiv' nearlhg WqH>
whairf^' irilTay^nodScd Ms
thonghtinlly.
“You know, I’ve hwn
Ips . I don’t thi|^ we ought to
jtell the Squire, about Black Dor-U
He's gone, ata't' he? And ' we?
’Aik. 0^ 5. RpMite,:pi^:
.the First Methodist cAnrch_'otF
liBnolr, wlH address' the Bortfc
WilkeeboTO-' Kiwania-€lab lit to
morrow. poon’s juncheoh.
e -progtuai wiH.Jbe-I#'
. _
Rosselle I]k an Umpiring and en
tertaining' upeater. Alt Kiwa^^
laqji are expected' to be prUaent.
, Kiwaafe prokriim on ;8eptem-
b«ec 21 'wRl be In.chatl'a Af J. R*
Yott're smart’paint, Jla^ Uka Fhaey and on September 28 A
A 'AUtil fffidbll 9^
me. And smart men don^ go on-
duly ^roebllng '«|thera who are
doing the important thinking, da
we?”
“That’s true,” said Jim, after
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next Thursday)
; , .1 r—— Jr-
a pause.
(Continued
Made from real juice... bottled in our creamery
tonight — on your doorstep in the morning!
P«xf*ction in a real
orang* juica drink!
And awarybody’a go
ing for it in a big way.
Not oarbonatod...no
artificial flavoring...
no piaaarvativoa.
Made from solootod
California orangea...a
dash oflamon.-swoet-
•nod..ready to enjoy!
euesywhasa .V.ln ’
Bottled like our milk,
with the same regard
for apotlesa cleanll*
neaa, purity and fresh-
neaa. Whether you
take out milk or not,
phone today and
we’ll have a b^e of
Bireley’s Orangeade
on your doorstep in
the morning!
Mathis Communis
Saddened By Plane ^
Tragedy on Sunday
Church Servicet and ’Otl^ News
of Dellaidaae Ommnmty
Are. Reported
ROARING RIVER Elite 2, Sept.
11.—^This community, like others,
was deeply shocked and saddened
by the tragic loss of UVes result
ing from Sunday’s catastrophe.
Practically all the deceased men
were known and esteemed in this
locally, and Mr. Myrth Mathis
had lived for a long time in the
Cranberry settlement on this route.
Whatever faults Mr. Mathis may,
or may not, have had, he enjoyed a
reputation for truth and honesty,
and, like his brother-in-law, Mr.
Otho Mathis, who was killed last
November, few people have ever
lived who were more popular, kind,
generous and hospitable. Even if,
possibly, neither the almost -uni
versal liking people had for _ him.
nor the universal grief that is be
ing felt, could warrant his old
friends’ pointing out his life and
infleuence as exemplary: it has
been said, “He was the best neigh
bor anybody ever had”; and there
were probably few individuals in
Antioch township who were not in
debted to him for countless favors
and assistance. Mr, Mathis many
relatives have the sympathy of the
community, because their mourmng
is reflected, in less degree, all over
this countryside, where he will be
so greatly missed.
Services were held Sunday at
Oak Forest church, at the Roaring
River Baptist church, and at Cran
berry church, on the hard-surface
road. The pastor. Rev. W. G.
Mitchell, of Union Grove, preached
at Cranberry from Luke 8:24.
“Strive to enter in at the strait
gate.” Several white people also
-attended the colored people’s bap
tizing at Mountain Valley, where
17 were inunersed.
Rev. and Mrs. N. T. Jarvis and
son, Mr. Noah Jarvis, Jr., visited
(heir daughter. Miss Minnie Sue
Jarvis, Sunday at Davis hospital,
Statesville, where she is a student
W BROOK DAIRY
JOHN R. JONES, Owner
nurse.
Mr. Press Glass was very ill
Sunday. Rev, W, G. Mitchell vis
ited him in the afternoon.
Apparently, most of the citizens
of this neighborhood—^with the
notable exception of ye Dellaplane
correspondent—are about to move,
with one accord, to Thurmond.
Those who have been prospecting
there are delighted with the soil
and situation. Thurmond is reput
ed, however, to be considerably in
fested with rattlesnakes.
It was Mr. Roosevelt Love who
informed this corr^pondent that
Miss Ina Sparks^ went to the
World’s fair, dhicag^, Saturday,
Sept. 1, and we:received no other
intelligence upon the subject. Mr.
Love also stated he expected to
view the Cehtury of Progress ex
position in the near futiire.
Mrs. Laura Martin Linney at
tended services Sunday at the
Roaring River Baptist church. In
the absence of^the pastor. Rev.
Avery M. Church, of-.Wilkesboro,
Prof. T. E. Story, also of Wilkes-
boro, made a splendid talk from
Micah 6:7, “What doth the Lord
require of thee, but to do justly,
and love mercy,' and to walk humb
ly with thy God?” A large number
of delegates to the approaching as
sociation at that church and an en
tertainment committee were also
appointed. • ^. *
If the difdculties about school
buses continue, the itddiKits may
have to learn to walk.’^ About fifty
years ago Julius C. Martin, now
3 member of the department of
justice, once walked from this
community to Mouth of Wilson,
Grayson County, Va., where he and
his cousin, Phlete A Mastin, now
and for a long time judge of the
89th district eourt in Texas, wegi
to school and paid their board a
Mr. Youngr’s by doing farm work
and chores. In 1917, scribe used
to walk at least four'miles to the
Byrd-Jarvis-Cranberry school and
at least three miles to the Roar
ing River school. Any kind ^ of
pn^ess is greatly to he sought,
when it is improvement instead of
sloth; but it would do'most people"
ifiestunidde good to walk lots- It
makes ybu feel good ai^ inck^pe-
pendent to be able to get out dad
"walk 15 »r 20 ndles any'day.
Masontc Notfoc.
_ Regular me«tU>g:'‘of the local
chapter of. tha Ifiuiqnic Lodge
will be b«^ Friday’night at ' 8
o’clock. AH member!' are * asked
to attend, "j.--
T. C. CATOILIi, Master,
^ J. C. WALLaC.S, Secretary,
nesday oightr
Miss Elizabeth Duncan, daugU*.
ter of Mr. and MrS. Ralph Dah-
can, left Wednesday^ to resume
her studies at Peace - Junior Col-..
lege In Raleigh. -
Ws are having Mme ahse. w^j
thsr i^le eTei7bpdr.,(^iBa to bq
very busy in t|!;e!r tlelda the past
few dajrs.i^^
Mr.^and Mra J^. £'Woodle and
family visited in the home of
their sister, ^Mn, Mlnda Marsh,
at Obtds, last Saaday and en
joyed a watermeiim feast,
indqi; Glyn'Ruftman visited in
the home of Mr. and Mrs. J, C.
Woodie Saturday night. ^
The people living near - the
'‘'JuinTi^. Off Place" were pleas
ed to road la the last'week’s pap
er tlm good news about the' road.
:We hope It .won’t be so long un
til they can begin ,.w6rk on that
road, which is ^ needed very
m.och.';’’ -
ft.7. _" ;
OTment-
BaptM church th* •eco|i!(|i^'&ir- .Hafflptopvilto cojm
day ^unjlty. ■ .. a^gj’’Jfond^ a&r
The ^ Sunday school ,at ^gpy
Rl|ige 'is'prpgreeetng lileely,
'the ifrayer meetlni;: every Wt
^ 4rs. IdlRe Gvegofy Ladd, and :
ceMdent
RamptopvtHe commiinity,
iraoon at
Re -was 46 yean of age, a •
Miles ^Id. ,..v
Be leaved' Its’^ fother.
shRfken^l^iiStolla, CIauto,
Jtthior and Kerndt; aiqA'
sUrvirtng ard one brotheh Clint
lUdd'^and 'one slater, Mrm- Mls*-
nie/Hardfm Av.stf-rjsq,
Funeral, services were held at
Sweet Home Church yqoMVdhy.dB
in charge of Rev. E. K. Wooten.
«
M«rrias« Licenaeaii
During the past few dkys one
marriage ..license was issned^
from the otDce of Register of'
Deeds t. H. Settle, that being to
Floyd Perry and Florence Royal,
both of MeGrady. *''•
Madagascar exported]
tons of coffee in 193S, ai
pared with 13,000 tons in
16,0
4
r.
1c
—that's all it costs the average customer to burn a
25-watt lamp for l2'/2 hours. So suppose you DID
forget the hall light?
That penny saved the possibility of stubbed toes, barked
shins, and maybe a nasty tumble over Junior's unparked toys.
And did you ever hear of a night prowler that failed to give
a lighted home a wide berths,
' • ■ -a v''- ^
One cent! It may not buy much in other ways. You need
several of them for a newspaper or fo post an out-of-town
letter or for a package of chewing gum. ^
But—because electricity is so cheap—ONE CENT SPENT
ELECTRICALLY BUYS HOURS OF SERVICE! One cent, Tor
instance, will—
furnish reading light with a 75-watt bulb more than four
hours.... or... spot-Ught your face with a 25-watt bulb
for more than a month of shaves . . . or. . . brighten
the cm-d'table with an Indirect lamp for several rubbers
of bridge. •
Ic Keeps A 2^Wg|l Uni From To D«n» ('2’/* Horn)
:i-'
.1
WE CORDIALLY INVITE THE PUBUC TO SEE‘OUR EXHIBIT
> at THE PAIR NEXT WEEK
- --W- ■
Southern PiiUle IWIes Co.,
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