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At, GEE, IT'S SO I f?OtfS, 00 M' ) GOOD8VE, JlllIK VAPO SACK (KIDS NORKN& KEEPlHG BllSiiH Ml GOOD SEElH' ' AGAlH SARAH DAH AH' ( DICKIE BUSlHESS gV TOGETHER ABSENCE cNn- a HATE TA THHK Of iA' DROPPlH' t GOTTA CO- AMO-THAHKS SHOHllt6 IP THAT ) IS GOING TO 1 ffhJB1 OUTA'SIGHT PICKL& LAS S b DICKIE DAIIE k DICKIE DOESN'T MAKE THE GRADE --n ii. I r said r tvoti'T be goihg 1 I it's getting alohg towards II L t khcI i kho- I ..tu I Dr M , Paies m0, f f- ttOf Atom rem pillar A nu 4 ro&! -.-school iR Uni 1 'IHMAGAM.' THROW HASHED IIP ' TO mime, 9m MD til UT hsir-l J-v- ST if'J DICKIE DARE A WA f DOWN SOUTH OF DIXIE f ' 1-1 fT lOPl THAT'S EtfOUGH! BUT. STRAti&ELi ENOUGH, DICKIE'S tlATIOH ftWr)f' 1 "s. I f DOITMAlfT TA HEAR HAS tlO AFFECT OH THE DEADLi CAllH Of A' 7 SCHOOL? '-IEU, PRf'APfT I AMORE ! I'M SQID! A CERTAlH SLUGGISH STREAM DEEP HI THB V I'D THO1K3HT MA18E I jL, V TH' THREE Of tS AN' SLICK BRAZILIAN IHTERIORHON CAH IT KMCW "v , 1 COULD TUTOR YOff-f RAM is THAI'S UCK THAT DICKIE DARE IS COWMG?.'?.'? tiTtJMI ' m! SCORCHY SMITH Trapped Al Trap Door I ITl Yt y mVi G0T7We"- S 1 I VP" MUST WE SMITH AUvQC I f QUIET.' I THOUGHT I 1 U.-il -a f WeWWWWiyL I UNt5TANP? HtS FATE SHALL rgl I V HEARO SOMETHING J 'if l ly-lkV ronTHBFire.V Jf r. I ee a diverting climay 1 M S , SCORCH Y aMITh READY FOR ROUGH STUFF SC0 "tH t,1,i" ' . -: SACRIFICE FLAY? VSLifyJ'fT 'fllhl i LEAMNG SCORCH 1 VAPlVEION SO oFIANMI4V fl' fr '7J 'WBi J 1M I KHINDTO (WECANCAWVOUT V WWCKsJi T fy'' ll f rpr--? II IV RCETW6 REGENT ) V HIS SCHEME f " ' ,' " 1 ' - , ' ' ' ' ' - ' ' J BAY YEW Mr. Tull William and Hiss Blanche Saunders were marled Thursday in Beaufort His mother, Mrs. W. C. Williams and Miss Bet tie Williams were present at the ceremony. We are all wishing Tull sod Blanche much happiness and success. Mr. and Mrs. Johnny Knox and little daughter, Flora Ann, of Cherry Point, spent Monday with Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Williams and family. Mrs. Pollie Haskett spent Sun day with Mrs. Clarence Ma'son. Mr. and Mrs. John Chaplain spent a while Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. J. T. Graham. Mr. and Mrs. W. C Williams, Miss Leila Haskett, Miss Bettie Williams and Mr. Owen Cottle at tended services at Chocownity Sunday. Mrs. James Skinner, Mrs. Pernel Hardesty and family and Mrs. J. T. Graham spent a while Thurs day in Beaufort. Jackie Chaplain spent the week end with Mr. and Mrs. J. T. Gra ham. Mr. and Mrs. Tull Williams spent a while Monday with Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Williams. Mr. and Mrs. Billie G. Lewis and little daughter, Darlene, of Morehead City, spent a while Sun day with Mr. and Mrs. J. F. Small and family. Mrs. Fannie Fodrie, of Russell's Creek, is spending a while here with relatives. Mr. Don Garner, of Newport, was in the community Saturday on business. Mrs. W. C. Williams and Miss Bettie Williams attended the Smith-Mason wedding at Beaufort Monday evening. Miss Pearl Small spent a while Sunday afternoon with her par ents. Mr. and Mrs. Carlye Oglesby moved Friday in their new home. We all hope that Mrs. Bessie Graham, who struck a nail in her foot last week, will soon be well. Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Williams and Mrs. Nannie Small spent a while Friday evening with Mrs. Bessie Graham. Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Haskett spent a while Sunday evening with Mr. and Mrs. Clarence Mason. We are all glad that Mrs. A. L. Winberry, who has been on the sick list, is able to be out again. Rev. Murphy held services at Bay View Baptist church Sunday afternoon and evening. Miss Louise Jones returned home Tuesday from Morehead City where she had been visiting relatives. Mrs. Gene Oglesby spent a while Sunday with Mrs. Allen Graham. Mr. and Mrs. Best announce the birth of a son last week. Miss Carolyn Garner spent, Mon day night with Miss Norma Lou Skinner. Mrs. A. L. Winberry. and Miss Johnise Winberry spent a while Sunday with Mrs. J. T. Graham. Miss Bertie Small spent Sunday with Miss Norma Lou Skinner. Mr. and Mrs. Marvin Hardesty spent a while Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Ellery Hardesty. What Do You Mean, You Lost our Dog? PORTLAND, Me. (AP) Lt. Harry C. White answered the tele phone at police headquarters. A man, it. seemed, had found a dog in his yard, his children liked the pup and the dog liked them. Could he keep the dog? "What's the number on his license?" White asked. "51659," was the reply, "you can't keep that dog. He's mine," said White. OH, DIANA! Mom Weakc is ITS THE SNUG I IT'S Tm THE SNUG EFFECT- I I I I AND EASV TO TAKE I III Vf NOT VOU j ' EFFECT that's LATEST - rr wouldw't look cawE Of no mn CLARIBEL .S&S&ffc- THING . UM U, BAD AT THAT - j gOTMER TPO UTI I ,,,, -J DEFINITELY ' j I y ft V j A ILJ 1 PH. DIANA! '''';' ' : r- ' FICKLE MAL ES IT PUTS MTU 1 SMUG AND I III r'c IIWEU'WfUBt II yaiirrwimrtr I II 1 IICP utin II I . I t . 1 OH. DIANA! .-, -.; , ., LITTLE SIS CUT SHO IT r r my ouTlMf..T f IV g r4KJ'fJa' now i con-t TiJv? I y -..'. ?''.! i .. . . ..... . ; .' :fh Chapter 5 ' i , IT WAS -nearly sundown when Phil came trudging up the path t, the cottage. Nettie heard, his heavy atep. but her thought! ap peared to be elsewhere at the mo ment He opened the door, poked his head in . . . Nettie was setting the table. "Hi," he said. Nettie looked up. "Ohf-fhe answered. "Hello. She noted in that quick upward glance that he was drawn and tired, noticed too that he seemed unusually dirtied. "Gosh " he said. "I'm plumb wore out." There was no response from Nettie. "Been ridin' the fences all day," he continued. "That's the dog gonedest job. Gotta talk to George "bout them fences. Oughta have one feller to do nothing but take care o' th'm. S-ay, he's still around, ain't he?" "Perhaps he's found something to keep him here." "Huh? What d'you mean?" "We-11, every time I saw him, that Hollis woman was with him. "O-h, you mean Cathy's sister?" "Of course." "Aw, that don't mean 'nything. 'Less I got him flggered out all wrong, George don't go f'r women." Nettie looked at him over her shoulder. "I've yet to meet the man who' doesn't," she said coldly. "Especially where women like that Hollis woman are concerned." . "Heck," he said and laughed. "Doggoned good thine: you didn't see what happened this mornin'. You'd be gettin' ideas about me, too." "I did see it," she said quietly. "You did?" "Yes." He eyed her oddlv for a moment. "O-h," he said. "So that's what's bitln' you." There was little conversation at Chap r 6 CATHY was tired. It had been a full day for her. Moving into the big house had brought her added responsibilities and duties . . . quite naturally she took over Nettfe's work as house keeper and cook. Her nightgown on, she drew back the blankets, got into bed, looked over at Gay who was sitting at the window. "Going to sit there all night?" Cathey asked. "It's eleven o'clock, you know." Gay turned in her chair. 'Tm not tired," she answered lightly. "Want me to turn out the light?" "Do you mind?" "Not at all. Actually, I like to sit in the darkness. It's restful." Gay moved swiftly. Presently the room was plunged in dark ness, Cathy burrowed deep into the blankets, sighed so content edly that Gay laughed. ' "Comfortable?" she asked. "Oh, yesl Bed's a wonderful place, isn't It?" ' "Very wonderful," Gay replied. She moved the. curtain aside and rays of Silvery night light Streamed into the window. "The light's out in the cottage." "Phil has to be up early. That's part of a-foreman's job. "He's nice, isn't he?" "Yes, he it." "What's his wife like? I haven't had more than a . glimpse of her." . "O-H, Nettie's ell right, I sup pose. We haven't gotten along as well as we should, still I don't know that it's been all her fault I was pretty nasty with her over the cojtage, you know. However, it's hers now, so I suppose we'll let alone lots better." "She's older than PhlL isn't she?" v "Nettie? Do you think so?" "Oh, yesl" Gay said. "I'm sure she is." supper, and even less while Nettle cleared away the table and washed the dishes. Phil was tired. He swung his chair away from the table and .stretched his long legs. He sighed, closed his eyes. Min utes later he was asleep. It was (line o'clock when Nettie bent over him, shook him gently. "PhiL" There was no response, and she shook him again. "PhiL" ' He stirred, raised his head, slow ly opened his eyes. "Huh? S'matter?" "The bed's open. Why don't you go upstairs and turn in?" He yawned, covered his Raping mouth with nb i hand, stretched himFnlf. "Yecli, mayV e I ou"hta. I'm so dog. jned tired, I could slrop f'r a v.celc," he SPd. He scralcned his iead, rubbed his nose ... he climbed to his feet, yawned again. "How 'bout you? Ain't you gonna turn in too?" "Not just yet. I've got some darning to do, then I'll be up." "Not like last night, y'hear?" IT WAS after ten when Nettie went upstairs for the night. As she turned into the landing she heard Phil's heavy breathing. Rays of yellow lamp light streamed into the passageway from the open bed room door. She peered into the room . . . Phil lay on his side, his back to the door. She tiptoed around the bed, stopped for a mo ment to lower the wick in the lamp that stood on the bureau against the far wall. Noiselessly she opened the closet door . . . her night clothes hung on the first hook. She lifted them off, slipped them over her arm, retraced her steps, stopping aain when she reached the bureau to turn out the light. She undressed in the dark ness, made her way to the bed and got in. The sheets were cold and she huddled beneath the blankets. Phil stirred . . . suddenly he rolled "I guess I've never given thnt matter any thought. Wnat do you think of George.'" "I don't know whpt to think of him. He isn't the talkative kind. Still I suppose he's all right. He's just not my kind of man. That's all." "I like him. I admit he's differ ent than "most other men but that may be why I like htm. Anyway, he's had a hard time of it and I think it's made him quiet, even bitter." "I'll take Phil Martin's kind any time." "Nettie might not like to hear you say that." "When a plain, unattractive woman marries a man who is younger than she is. we-11, she should expect most anything. I never could understand such mar riages. They . . . they don't make sense." f-lhy ny mviilvA .ar.o1f irthfT chair. Cathv turned over on her side, and closed tier eyes. She was tired, but sleep did not come easily. Gay's remark rang in her ears and it disturbed her. She wondered what kind of married life Gay had had. She'd said but little about it since her arrival, even less about her husband other than a brief word or two about his death. Minutes later the two sisters lay beside , each other. There was no further talk between them. Presently Gay's gentle breathing indicated that she was asleep. Cathy closed her eyes, but sleep did not come to her. She looked down at Gay, marveled at the ease with which she had fallen asleep. Cathy tossed and turned for an hour. Disturbing thoughts kept her awake. Always Phil Martin's face kept forcing its way into her thoughts. She was sure there was some significance at tached to it and it worried her. Finally, she turned over on her over. His left arm, weighty as an oak when he was asleep, came ' around her, imprisoning her. She lay very still, almost at the very edge of the bed, breathing with an ' effort, and tempted to push his arm away. But he was warm, and presently the warmth of his body reached her and she was more comfortable. She closed her eyes. Instantly her mind was . filled with .disturbing faces and scenes. In all of them Gay Hollis' face appeared. Her eager, dancing eyes seemed to be seeking someone . . . her warm, ! tempting lips parted for a moment puckered and swept downward, ' swerving past Nettie to reach Phil's. Nettie tried to drive the vision out of her thoughts. She was ' jealous and she was angry, first with Phil for despite the fact that . he had been an innocent party to the kissing, his participation in lit brought him within the range ef ' Nettie's anger. She was angry with herself, to . . ; she hadnH meant to let Phil know how she felt about , it, and now that he knew, she was ' miserable. He stirred again, moved a bit closer to her. He smelled of soap, but it was a clean smell and she offered no objection. .' Then suddenly she was no longer angry with him. Instead she ws sorry she had been so cold and curt to him, sorry too for herself: Sne ' wanted to cry but there was no point in crying with him asleep and without him to comfort hep. She slid down so that her hefd rested against his shoulder. When he turned over on his back, her head moved into the hollow of Ms arm. Her arm crept around hlrfr. tightened around him emotionally. When he moved his arm, ,fle brought her head onto his chest. She sighed inwardly, deeply and contentedly, and closed her eye. Now there were no disturbing thoughts. Gay Hollis' face did not reapper. Prefently Nettie's gentle breathing indicated that she wS asleep.' 1- side, closed her eyes fiercely and dozed off. to .; 'pHE next few days passed ; I swiftly though uneventfully, i In the cottage, Nettie was herself : again. .y In the big house things ran along ecjually smoothly. In Cathy's ,$a- i pable hands, Gay's and George's', wants were well attended to.' Radiant as ever. Gay was jlne most carefree person on the ranch. As for Cathy, she was never without an apron. .('It seemed there was never an end to her work. It was late evening ' when George sauntered into tne.i house, stopped and looked sharp- ' ly at Cathy who was sitting at ' tne Kitcnen table, a lull sewl g basket in her lap. He frowNd, pushed his hat up from his y s, hooked his thumbs in his . It, watched her for another mil u e. Finally she looked up. 1 I j off?" be demanded. . ' t do," she answered with a patiAit smile. "These are your socks. He grinned boyishly. "Come f think of it, ain't thJre a hull mess o' socks upsta somewheres, that I ain't never even worn yet? "Yes. In your bureau "Then f'r Pete's sake,, chuck tnem doggoned things outi" He grinned again. She eyed him fnr n fnmunt I "I wish you'd smile oftenef, sne said, "it does things lor yoft. This time he made no comment "George," she said and pausid. "Yeah?" I Im awf'lly glad youVa changed your mind about leavfif me ircie-A. "Who said I have?" "No one." she answered calmlv. "You're still here and I'm takfig j xou . . . vou are stavine. ri't i you?" 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