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THE WAYNESVILLE MOUNTAINEER UtRtored At ..nro -The K&lZi to 91-year hu I ;rht he H" u'L cataracts Dick, strong an op- after tf .TJd I could 1 ope' 1 nr. Walter U days . wft. . T.-'Tthe strain of -i to swu . on one 11 . ... unital surgeon :!": i. ;ame proppec j use oi - - j-j.npd the n kopen," f the e: ,,, a small r " . ... nilllli "u . . '" f'r An minute c 11 .. finerers" Ln j.ou - . han(lares ed for tne . from., joy. "There are Shoots Himseii xu Atone For Wrecking car k'VER. A seventeen-year-old chool bov shot himseii inroug.i :,mach to atone for wrecking owed automobile, Detective in 0. A. Carter told today. Oirle used the service revoi- ,is steplatner, rawuniwu nH.it. He left this note: tope this will pay for the car. !emy life is a" 1 "ave w el,c- is in a critical condition. surgeon's -old Ja lost six in formed doctor," said 1 not who .the and veball probed e cata-ordeal. asked were voice five." EOF NORTH CAROLINA, tv OP HAYWOOD. Mondav, 12, June, 1939 at 11:00 A. M., at the Courthouse in the Town of Waynesvnie, Carolina, the undersigned will the following, and described f land for sale at public out- thp hiehest bidder for cash, Uds to be sold being described lows:. ' inning on a rock in the road, Jones corner and runs south est 22 'i poles crossing tne to a stake on top of the ridge: south 51 east 13 poles to a Spanish oak; thence south 73 poles to the center of the road; with the center of the road Jth V. H. Jones line, north 28 poles; North 49 east 5 poles; 12H east 2 poles; north 30" poles to the beginning, con 2 acres more or less. sale is to be had under and ue of the power of sale con- in a certain deed of trust made fated by T. A. Lone and wife. pig to the undersigned as Trus- T. B. Medford. et al. bearing f '19. Mav. 1934. arid which is (i in the office of Register of of Haywood County in Book of Trust No. 34 at page 235, the 17th day of May, 1939. W.T.Crawford, Trustee. 4-May 18-25-June 1-8. EXFXTTRIX NOTICE S qualified as Executrix of -ite. of T. Troy Wvche. deceas- k of Haywood County, North a, this is to notify all persons claims against the estate of ceased to exhibit them to the Wed. at, Waynesville. North ft, on or before the 11th day of W or this notice will be plead er t then- recovery. ;. All per iebted to said estate will Pake immediate payment. 'he 11th dav nf Mntf 1039 f UTILE BROWN WYCHE, ';1!x of the Estate of T. Troy deceased. f 9 Mav ll-18-2B-.Tnn. 1 .8-1 5 ftlMSTRATRIX NOTICE Hersigned, having qualified ""uatrix of the estate of R. y deceased, all persons hav :ms against said psteta nrs ,ntified to, file the same, duly ""n tne Clerk of the Superior Haywood Coiintv nn tv ho. p 18th, 1940, or this notice f-eacci m bar of their re wreon, and all persons in- said estate will pay the undersigned, forthwith. :h day of May, 1939. . MINNIE A. COFFEY, , Ui XV VT. leceased. May 18-25-June 1-8-15-22. l Bad, Logy ? 'ou May Need This - a so :. bad often lor r "c "gntnouee flashes i, , & v . sojiuia. r?'.'us ut headaches, constipation. - r.uuis ana i- osi of com of appetite r I aihMi: Semlv l-j. , Jrv V PPHari :onstipation's oth- sxomacn, Deicn- energy. tonii clear 'pcrptnWfl ight by -laxative helps welst- ipularity testify merit. MOUNTAIN , MAN ' i CHAPTER XXn If Breck had not seen the flash, he would have thought the report came from Tillson's pistol. But the flare was from one side. Then he saw Art grip his saddle horn with both hands and slump forward. "Grab that horse!" - Breck leaped, obeying the voice. He drew the animal down. Art was falling. Then it was Sierra Slim's long arms that reached up, support ing him before he struck the ground. "Mighty close, pardner," the slow voice drawled. "You shouldn't a come out like this." "Slim! Where , . ?" "Can't say now; Here, help me pack him." Louise ran from the shadows. "Take him to Dad's cabin," she cried. "Quick!" With Art lying unconscious be tween them, Breck and Sierra turned into the back trail. The gun shot had either gone unheard or was accepted without interest by the dance crowd, for no one had moved from the clearing. But before the party reached Temple's cabin, Cook stepped from a fringe of trees. "What's up?" he began, then his eyes fell upon the form they car ried, and he strode ahead with no further question. As soon as they had Tillson on a bunk, he closed the door, Saying, "No need to have anyone find out if we can help it." His thick brown fingers went with unexpected skill over the boy's body, stripping off his shirt, expos ing a gash through his right arm and across his chest. Abruptly he turned to Louise. "Go get Joe Scott. He's a horse doctor, but it's all the same." The girl ran out. Breck poured a basin of water and gave it to Cook. Behind him, Sierra rolled a ciga rette and looked on unperturbed, i "I been following Art since after noon," he offered. "Found him bust in' around up on the ridge, ridin' like he was loco. He'd come down here, sit lookin' on for awhile, then beat that poor critter of his back up the slope. Drunk, sure. Then about dark I saw him start spottin' . you. pardner. Maybe you've got an idea what bit him." Breck shook his head, but he could 1 reconstruct what had happened. Art getting drunk after Irene threw him down; brooding over it; driven at J last to take it out on somebody, j Standing here in the cabin, he could ; still see the distorted face thrust 1 close to his. Joe Scott came in, a big, dark faced man. He held a lamp near ; the wound, probed a little with his pocket knife, then straightened, r "Arm bone's broke, rib shattered some. Good thing the lead went clean through." "We'll have to get him down," said Cook. Scott wagged his head. "No; too much danger of that rib puncturin' a lung. I'd say send for a doc tor." He bent again over the cow boy, adding, "Ain't goin' to bleed much and he's passed out in a drunk. Get me some rags and I'll fix him up for the time bein'." Louise went for them. Breck strode from the door, saying to Cook, "I'll tell Lone Tree to send a surgeon," By this time word had gotten out to the dancers, and he came at once among a knot of men beyond the shanty. "What happened, Ranger?" "A gun went off," Breck replied. "Nothing serious." "Who's hurt?" He mumbled a name indistinctly and passed on toward the telephone. There he rang Lone Tree, order ing the clerk to send up a doctor, and to make certain of getting the right man, told how badly Tillson was shot. When he turned from the phone, Irene was standing at his back. "Gordon!" she gasped. Her face was blanched, eyes wide in a look of comprehension, as if she realized her part in this. "I heard what you said. Tell me . . . tell me what happened. Gordon, did you kill '.- '.. .?" '. ' He put a hand firmly on her shoul der, turning her around. "Go back to your family, Irene. Don't fright en them. I'll come later.". "But tell me . . . " "For God's sake do as I say!" Back at the cabin he found Joe Scott and Cook finishing the job of binding Tillson's wounds. Louise was not there. Sierra slouched to ward him as he entered. "Pardner, show me the barbecuepit, will you? I ain't et since noon." Outside he added less casually, "I want to talk. Come on." Fire had burned to coals in the pit, and only strings of beef were left upon the bones hanging there. Sierra took off a rack of ribs while Breck found cups and poured col fee They sat together on a log. Breck drank his first cupful, poured another, suddenly aware of nerves beginning to let down. "Seen Jud and Hep?" Sierra "They haven't been here all day." "How do you figure that?" "I don't Neither does Cook. Sierra tore two ribs apart and deftly secured the meat between his teeth; that finished, he said gravely. "What do you suppose Art was sash- "Pardner, show tne the barbe cue pit, will you." ayin around alone for actin' piumb loco that way?" "He was loco," Breck answered, "over a girl, and that explains a lot. He went out of his head over this girl I brought Up. She made a fool of him and he came back at me." Sierra nodded. "That's about what I might a-knowed." . Breck said nothing. Through the pines he saw figures moving again about the dance fire. Voices were lifted to a higher pitch of excite ment. His eyes went to the cabin where a light showed in one window. Presently Sierra expressed Breck's own thought. "Well anyway," he drawled, "Art won't cause us no trouble for a long time." Breck nodded. But there were still the other two. A breeze stirred the coals into a burst of flame. Light added distance to the circle of vision, Breck's gaze moved up the slope behind him, passing slowly through the black tree trunks. It halted upon one spot. He stared, half-rising, then suddenly caught Sierra's arm. "Slim!" Sierra looked. A figure was com ing down toward them, stumbling, one hand groping as if in blindness. Though the face was smudged and partly covered by long strings of hair, Breck recognized the boy from the Potholes. "It's Jack Weller," he said quiet ly to Sierra. "Something's wrong. I've seen that look we mustn't frighten him." The boy approached with glazed eyes staring at the fire. His jaw hung slack. Bloody scratches showed through torn clothing. One hand outstretched in front of him held what had once been a barn lantern. Now there was left only the wire bail. Breck stood up slowly when the boy came within a few feet, but he did not speak. The glassy eyes rest ed upon him, moved off, strayed back.. A tight fist lifted the lantern bail as if to cast its glow higher. Gradually his lips parted to form soundless words. Breck held out his hand, saying, "Hello, Jack. How are you?" The boy hesitated, took a step nearer, yet no sign of recognition came into his face. "Let's get him some whiskey," Sierra advised. "No," said Breck. "Wait a min ute." He took the boy's arm and drew him down to. the log, then spoke in an even, questioning voice. "Well, Jack, been bear hunting late ly? Here, I'll blow out your lan tern." . He unclenched the small fist and went through the action of ex tinguishing a light. "Cold, isn't it? Have some coffee? Bring us a cup ful, Slim." Jack drank in gulps, and gasped one long breath when he finished. For a moment Breck looked away, thinking, knowing he must estab lish some contact in the little fel low's mind. It was plain he had been through a terrible experience, and then had been fighting through the woods no telling how long. In moving, Breck's hand touched the Luger. He pulled it out, turning it over in his palm as he looked at Jack. .. The boy was staring with the first sign of sane comprehension. He reached for the gun. "That . that's a Luger, ain't it?" he stam mered.': "Yes," said Breck, "it's a Luger and holds a lot of shells and I've been a soldier, and now, Jack, is your father all right?" The small hand shook convulsive ly. Words blurted of their own ac cord. "Pap's dead! They killed him. They killed my pap! I seen 'em!" He stopped, startled. Con tact was made. "Ranger," he cried, "I've been comin' to you. Them Tillsons killed him!" "Yes, Jack," Breck said quietly, trying to soothe him by putting an arm about his shoulders. "But may be you can tell me later." The boy drew back, "No! I've been runnin' to get here, ever since I heard them coyotes a-howlin' for pap." "All right then. Tell me. What did the Tillsons do?" "Came arguin' about a. fire. Blamed my pap for tellm. He talked back and they shot him!" "Where are they now?" "The nesters run . 'em off to Sul phurand they're goin to burn 'em out." Jack paused, looking" up with puzzled face. "Is this tonight?" "Yes, this is tonight." "Then they're doin it! Burnin' them Tillsons!" Sierra sprang uo. "Say!" "Easy," Breck "warned him. "Get Kern Peak on the phone." Sierra strode off. The boy in Breck's arms was fast falling into a stupor of exhaustion. He lay with eyes closed, though with the terror of what he had been through stamped indelibly upon his old man's face. As sleep came, his voice trailed off faintly. "They left me watchin' pap. But them coy otes . . . a-howlin' . .1 run . . ." "Kern Peak line is dead," Sierra announced, returning from the tele phone. "Wire's either cut or in a fire." Breck leaped up. "Take this boy to Louise. Give me your horse and I'll, ride to the ridge. Better tell Cook." He was half an hour in climbing the backbone above "Temple Mead ow, but when he reached the crest, he halted for only a moment. Far below, the whole Sulphur Flat was afire, though actual flames were hid den by an intermediate canyon wall. The sky was red for miles above the lower part of Sulphur Creek. Breck wheeled and crashed down, letting his swift descent pass the word to those below. Animals were already being sad dled when he burst into camp. Si erra Slim had brought up Kit, while Cook packed a mule nearby. He rode to join them, plunging across the space that a few minutes earlier had held a laughing, dancing throng. "Fire's in the Sulphur country," he told Dad Cook. "I guess the boy knew what he was talking about. Nesters have lighted the whole bot tom." Cook nodded, throwing his lash rope over the mule. Breek caught it, made the loop, and passed one end back under the animal's belly. A plan had been seething in his mind ever since he had left the ridge; suddenly now it became clear. "Cook," he asked, "is there any way the Tillsons can climb out of their hole to the north?" "No; Kern Peak blocks them." "That means with the fire driving them up, they've got to come out somewhere to the south and east of Sulphur Creek?" Cook came from his side of the mule. "All right, son, what's on your mind?" "I've got the Tillsons' back door spotted," Breck declared. "They can't climb to it before daylight too rough-and by that time Slim and I can be there if we go ahead." "Then go," Cook ordered. "I'll make up a crew here and meet you at Indian ROck. Slim knows where that is." Sierra had vanished in the crowd, leaving Kit tied to a stump. Breck exchanged horses and was swinging into his saddle when Senator Suth erland rushed to him. "Here, my boy, here," he cried, puffing with excitement, "A fire is it? Great stuff! Everyone going? Never saw a mountain blaze first hand. You wait now till I get my horse!" He dashed on. "Oh, Gordon!" Again Breck turned from mounting. Irene was running toward him. "Gordon, you'll saddle for me? Is it a real fire? I don't know where my horse is."-'.'. He lowered his foot to the ground. "You won't need your horse. You're not going." "Absurd! Why am I not?" Breck waved a gloved hand to ward Temple's cabin. "Because a man is in there badly hurt. You made a drunken maniac Out of Till son. Now how big are you? Some one has got to keep him up till the doctor gets here tomorrow. He'll get over the gunshot, but he's the sort that goes straight to the devil when a woman takes his pride. Talk to him, Irene, lie to him, anything to explain yourself. For God's sake' that's one thing you can do!',' lie swung to his saddle before she could reply, and hoped some bit of Comprehension would move her to a decent act. Art might be his ene my, yet he had come to have some thing of Louise Temple's sympathet ic understanding of him. He found Sierra raping up a fresh horse and gave his plan. The moun taineer listened, said nothing, and in a few minutes they rode together out past the clearing, where in the light of fresh logs more than twenty men were getting tools for the fire line. Among them Breck saw Lou ise.' 'V "Are you going?" he asked, halt ing at her side. . "Why not? You'll need all of us." A swift admiration filled him. He was proud of her iLittle thorough bred! Love welled in his heart. Then fear. But he knew she would scorn his thought of danger. Tom Temple hobbled over with a shovel and ax. "Be right with you, Ranger!" Breck saluted and loped on to overtake Sierra. His veins tingled. There was something military about this night move like shock troops breaking into action. He led, knowing the route to the spot where he had once seen Jud and Hep vanish down Sulphur Creek. He pushed Kit at a run. It would be almost daylight anyway by the time he and Slim1 could cover the range from Temple's camp to the bipken country. They left the blazed government trafl at the spur where'Breck had ! come down before, climbed it, and came at last to the brim that dropped a thousand feet into cliffs and falls and unmapped gorges. Firelight flooded the lower level Roar of the blaze rose faintly. Breck halted. "You see we've come to sort of a blind trail, Slim. It dips over the ridge and crosses the head of SulDhur Canvon. That's where we go down. I" don't know how far." Sierra kicked his foot out of one stirrup. "I'd say we leave the cay uses here and walk." Breck agreed, pulled from the trail and tied his horse. Then to gether they walked on. The canyon was not far. It plunged away steep ly, with the stream cutting a sharp banked gorge through the rock. Their path skirted the brink for two hundred yards, then curved around a brush clump. In aaother turn it ended against a blank wall. To the left was the mountain face; on the right a sheer drop to the stream. Breck looked down at white water dashing through boulders. "What do you make of it?" he asked. Sierra did not answer. His head was tilted sidewise, attention cen tered above and behind them. "Hear that?" Breck listened, yet heard only the waterfall and roar of fire further on. "Nothing, Slim." "Maybe not. JIow about your trail?" "We've slipped up somewhere." "I thought so. It turns to the right back here." Breck faced about dubiously. To the right meant a straight drop into the gorge. Sierra took a few steps and halted. Suddenly he motioned with his hand. Before them a nar row rock bridge spanned the chasm from rim to rim. Sierra stepped back behind a boul der and put his pistol on its flat top. "Pardner," he said softly, "this looks like our place." Breck stood with his gaze sweep ing up the granite barricade of Kern Peak. No chance of escape up there. He was satisfied. For Jud and Hep it was this way out or none. His hands tightened. A name flashed through his thoughts, Jim Cotter. (To be Continued "A bath in unhcutiMi wator is n 'bruin stimulant," declares a physician. Maybe so,- but we've never seen a fish with a hijrh brow. ADMINISTRATRIX NOTK'K Having qualified a -Administratrix of-. the estate of Walter Massey, de ceased, late of Haywood County, North Carolina, this is to notify all persons having claims against the estate of said -..deceased- to exhibit them to the undersigned at Waynes ville, Route 2, North Carolina, on or before the 1st day of May, 1940, or this notice will be pleaded in bar' of their recovery All persona indebted to said estate will please make immediate payment. This the 1st dav of May, 19.T.I. MRS. WALTER MASSKY, Administratrix of the Estate of Walter Massey, deceased. No. R(7 Mny4-1 1.-lH-2r-Ju'n(. 18 NORTH CAROLINA. , HAYWOOD COUNTY. IN THK SUPERIOR COURT, Haywood County, :'.Vs. - ' "':'. J, II. Franklin, Jerry R. .Frank lin,, and wife, Inez Franklin, .(ii'orjre Franklin and wife, Rosa Franklin, J, R. Franklin and wife, Mary Franklin, Rosa Leo lilake and' Lee H'.ake. The. .defendants, J. R. Franklin, Mary Franklin, Rosa '-.Lee JSIake ami Lee Rlake will take notice that ail action entitled as above has been com menced in the Suncrinr: Court of Haywood County to sell the land of said1 defendants lor the taxes due. the plaintiff on said land; and the said defendants herein named will fur ther take notice that they are requir ed to appear on the 10th day of June, 19.'!!), at the'",' Court House in said County in Waynesville, , N. ('., and answer or demur' to the complaint in said action, or the, plaint iff will apply to the Court for the relief demanded in said complaint. This the 10th day of May, l ::;. KATE WILLIAMSON, Asst. Clerk of Superior Court, Hay wood County. No. 87.0 May 18-25-June 1-8. NOTICE OF TRUSTEES SALE lands conveyed by Kate H. L. Dykers company. This also being the same to W. A. Hyatt, et als, by deed dated April 8th, 1922, and rfeorded in Book of Deeds No. 59, page 167, office of Register of Deeds for Haywood County, N. C. Sale made pursuant to powers con ferred upon me by that certain deed of trust dated Jan. 1st. 1931. from W. C. Phillips and wife, Myrtle Phil lips and u. V, Phillips and wife, J. N. Phillips to Jno. M. Queen, Trus tee, which deed of trust is recorded in Book 29, page 48, record of deeds of trust for Haywood County, and to which reference is hereby made for all the terms and conditions thereof, the undersigned having been request ed by the holder of the indebtedness thereby secured to sell said land on account of the default in the pay ments as set forth in said deed of trust. This the 12th day of Mav, 1939. JNO. M. QUEEN, Trustee. No. 872 May 18-24-June 1-8. NOTICE OF SALE On Monday, June 5th, 1939, at 11 o'clock h. m., at the Court House door in the town of Waynesville, I will offer -for sale at public outcry to the highest bidder for cash, the following parcel or tract of land situate, lyinif and being in Reaverdam Township, Haywood County, North Carolina, to-wit: Being lot No. Cl of the J. F. Jack son property in the town of Canton, N. C, as per survey and map made by Chas. N. Neal, Engineer, on Oct. 25th,. 1923 and which map is regis tered in the office of the register of deeds of Haywood County, N. C, in book R, page J, further reference book (, page 227 of Haywood Coun ty records. Sale -made pursuant to the powers conferred upon my by that eertain deed of trust dated July 1st, 1925, from (J. F. Kiefer and wife, Flora Kiefer, to J, Rat Smathers, Trustee, which deed of trust is recorded in Rook 13, page 22(5, Haywood County Registry, and to which reference is hereby made for all the terms and conditions thereof. This April 28th, 1939. J. HAT SMATHERS, A. T. Ward, Atty. Trustee. No. 8(!8-May 11-18-25-June 1, NOTICE STATE OF NORTH CTROLINA, HAYWOOD COUNTY. IN THE SUPERIOR COURT. MORA TAYLOR .VS. WILLIE TAYLOR. The defendant above named will take notice that action entitled as above has been commenced in the Superior Court of Haywood County, North Carolina, for a .'"-divorce abso lute on the -''grounds- of two yeurs separation, and the said defendant will further take notice that he is required to appear before the Clerk of the Court of said County within 00 days from the date of this notice, and as required, by statute, and an swer or demur to the complaint in said action, or the plaintiff will apply to th, Court for the relief 'demanded in said complaint. This the 10th day of May, 1939. KATE WILLIAMSON, Asst. Clerk Superior Court. No. 871 May 1 1 -lfi-2.")-.Iune 1. Repairs On AH Makes Of VACUUM CLEANERS and ELECTRICAL APPLIANCES Dacy Electric Co. 10 Wall Street Asheville, N. C. NORTH CAROLINA. HAYWOOD COUNTY. On Tuesday, June 13th, 1939, at 11 o'clock A. M. at the Court House door in the: Town of Waynesville, I will offer for sale at public outcry and sell to the highest bidder for cash, the following parcel or tract of land,: lying and being in Haywood County and described as follows; Being known as the Dykers lot in the Town of Waynesville: Begin ning at a stake in the center of the Southern Railway tracks and running with the center of said Railway tracks toward the Depot, North 48 East 597 feet to a stake in the center of the Railway tracks; thence North 60 West to a stake in the center of Rich land Creek with it's winds 614 feet to a stake in the center of said Creek; thence South 43 East 174 feet to the beginning. Containing: one and 66-100 acres. Said conveyance being subject to all rights-of-way now out standing in the Southern Railway One Way Coach Faxes to: Knoxville . . ... . . ... . . $1.93 Cincinnati 6.53 Jacksonville . . '.. . ... .. 7.20 Washington . . . . . . . . . . 7.20 Charlotte ............. 2.20 Kaleigh i. . ; ; . . 4.13 Murphy . , 1.90 Atlanta '; 3.83 Birmingham . .... . . ; . . 5.80 It. H. DeBUTTS, Assistant General Passenger Agent Asheville, N. C. Insure Safety, Avoid Highway Hazards, Travel by Train, Air Conditioned Coaches on Through 'Trains.-'.'.
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