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Sept. 10 Mr. Clyde Mason, Jr.
and wife, of Atlantic, visited at
the home of her parents, Mr. and
Mrs. Earl Wade on Labor day.
They are to leaye for Newton
where he attends school this week.
Mr. Martin Brooks and wife are
visiting Mrs. Brooks' parents this
The Willis brothers arc having
right many clams taken up where
he has several thousand bushels
put out to fill his orders for north
ern markets through fall and win
ter. Mr. Archie Wade and wife, a
friend and wife of theirs, of Nor
folk, spent the weekend with his
parents, Mr. and Mrs. James W.
Miss Patsy Ballou, of Morehead
City Hospital, visited at the home
of Mrs. Johnnie Wade Sunday and
in the afternoon visited Mrs. Lydia
Mr. Cullie Piner has improved
and so he can get out some. He's
been in right bad health for some
Mr. R. W. Piner is in right poor
health. We all wish he could get
better and so he can get out again.
Mr. and Mrs. William Moore, of
Rochester, N. Y., were here the
weekend of Sept. 5 with her pa
rents, Mr. and Mrs. J. K. Gillikin.
Mr. Staten Moore has returned
to Norfolk, Va.
Mrs. Willard Bennett and son,
Leon of Baltimore, Md., have re
turned home after spending a
week with her parents, Mr. and
Mrs. Leon B. Lewis.
Mr. and Mrs. Ira T. Willis, Mrs.
Fred Baxter, Mrs Roy Brown were
in New Bern recently.
Mr. and Mrs. Ellis J. Bedsworth
spent Monday, Sept.6, with their
son, Ellis Jennings Bedsworth in
Greenville. N. C.
Mrs. Kenneth Herringer and
children left Sunday, Sept. 5, for
Japan where she will join her hus
band who is stationed there with
the U. S. Army.
Miss Annie Moore Piner left
Wednesday, Sept. 8, for Hender
son, N. C, where she will be a
member of the Henderson school
Mr. and Mrs. Clyde P. Willis
and son are here visiting his pa
rents, Mr. and Mrs. Luther Willis.
Mrs. Teen Piner, Capt. and Mrs.
George Lewis visited Capt. and
Mrs. Charles Piner Monday after
noon, bept. b.
Jimmy Jiner, son of Mr. and
Mrs. Norwood Piner, Dallas Neal
Hill, son of Mrs. Jennie Hill, left
Thursday, Sept. 9, to enter the
Coast Guard at Wilmington, N. C.
Mrs. Headen Willis and son, of
Williston, N. C, spent Sunday,
Sept. 5, here with her parents,
Mr. and Mrs. Waddell Daniels.
Mrs. Homer Guthrie visited her
parents in Beaufort Sundayf'Sept.
Dr. and Mrs. Guy R. Willis and
children returned to their home
in Durham, N. C. Monday, Sept. 6,
after spending several weeks here
with his mother, Mrs. Gertie Wil
Mr. and Mrs. Grayden Moore
and daughter visited her mother,
Mrs. Violet Whitley in Newport,
Sunday, Sept. 5.
Mrs. Lambert Guthrie is visiting
her daughter, Mrs. Donhie Davis
in Williston, N. C.
Mr. Grant Lewis, of the U. S.
G. S., Norfolk, Va., and Mr. Reu
ben George were home for a long
Miss Rita Moore has returned
to Norfolk, Va., after spending sev
eral days here with her nwther,
Mrs. Lena Moore.
Pvt. Virgil Lewis, of the U. S.
M. C, Camp Lejeune, spent Labor
Day weekend here with his wife,
Mrs. Virgil Lewis and son.
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Chapter 7 v i
YEORGE, you are staying?"
VI Cathy asked.
There lust ain't anything I c'n
do about it," he said.
"Leastways, f r the present
anyway. There's that scrap I had
with Corbin. I gotta stay 'jround
so he don't get smart and take it
out on somebody else."
"Then there are them infrest
payments comin' up in a couple
o' weeks. I can t walk out on
them, c'n I?"
"No, you can't"
"So, there y'are. Somebody's
?;otta take care o' things, and
r'm what I c'n see of it, I'm the
on'y one to do it."
She nodded understandingly.
"S-ay, you been outta the house
"I . . . t don't think so."
"Get your coat arid we'll go get
us some air. It's a swell night
She needed no further bidding.
She caught up her basket, rose
from her chair, flashed him a
smile over her shoulder and went
upstairs. When she returned, he
was standing in the open door
way, staring out into the night.
They strolled past the house,
turned in the direction of the
corral. They heard the plunking
of a banjo, then a man's voice
was raised in song. Mechanically
both Cathy and George stopped.
The irong came drifting toward
"I tWt think I've ever heard
that before," Cathy said.
"Name of it's Harriet," he said.
"A girl taught it f me. Boy, and
rnnlrt iftip sine it!"
"They're singing it again," she
Harr-ffet. oh. Harr-let . . .
All the cowboys want to marry
about three o'clock the
afternoon when Gay,
booted and clad in a sweater
and dungarees, emerged from the
house. Cathy followed her to the
door, eyed her critically.
"Going riding?" Cathy asked.
Thought you'd had enough of
horses the other dayT"
"That was the itiij dmy," Gay
Gay strode briskly to the corral
gate, opened it and stepped into
the enclosure. There were a dozen
horses idling close by . . . they
turned and trotted off. A single
horse . . . Gay noted that he was
fully saddled . . . detached himself
from the others and jogged for
ward. He stopped in front of her,
nudged her. Gay patted the ani
mal's neck. She looked about her
quickly . . . there was no one else
in sight; she caught up the reins,
gripped the saddle horn and swung
herself up astride the horse,
wheeled him arid rode out. She
heard a voice yell; 'hey, 1iold On
"Where d'you think you're go
ing with that horse, huh?" ne
sputtered breathlessly. .He panted
to a stop in front of her, looked
up reddened and swallowed.
"O-h, excuse me, Ma'm. Didn't
know it was you. Reckon them
pants o' yourn fooled me."
"Oh!" Gay said and laughed.
"Were you going to ride her?"
"I was," the man answered. "But
you go right ahead. Ma'm," he
continued. "When you bring 'er
back, all you hafta do is turn 'er
loose in the corral. She'll be aw
right there 'till I get around to
tendin' to 'er."
Gay wheeled the mare.
" Gay reined in again, looked
back over her shoulder.
"Her name's Molly," the punch
er added. "She handles plumb
ecsy and you don't hafta ' e afraid
o' her none."
Gay nodded and jogged away.
Presently they were in the open.
Gay settled herself in the saddle,
"M'SA'SAi THIS PIABLOS
NU2 TH CRAHOCHLO Of A .
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mm I THOUGHT ABOUT
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MIKE COUMBtS BEFORE HHI-
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'Cause Harriet's so handy with a
But Harriet doesn't want to
'Cause she s havin' too much fun.
"You shoulda heard Pat sing
it," George said. "That was some
thin' worth hearin'."
fYou liked her a lot, didn't
"I sure did."
"Was she . . . is she . . . young?"
"Heck, yes," he said quickly.
"Don't imagine she's a day more n
eighteen, if she's even that old."
"Do you know her very long?"
"O-h-, sure! Know 'er ever
since she was, we-11, since she
was about eight, Id say. Shes
Joe Carron'j t.:tcr."
"Joe . . . Carson"
"Uh-huh. He owns the show,
"I set M
Y'know, I've up and quit the
$how niore'n a dozen times, every
doggoned time Joe and me had
woras. ii ii waoii i n
lieve me, Joe woulda never seen
me again after the first time I
"You mean you stayed on be
cause of her?"
"She alius talked me outta
She pawed the ground with the
toe of her shoe. He watched her
for a moment . . . when she
stopped, he looked at her ques
tioningly. "S'matter?" he asked. "Cold?"
"Y-es." she said a bit hesi
tantly. "Besides, it's getting late
and I think I better go inside.
You don't mind, do you?"
"None." he answered and his
casualness made her bristle.
"Good night," she said over her
"G'night," he answered.
CfAY was In bed, reading,
' propped up with both of their
pillows behind her back when
Cathv entered their room. Gay
looked up, smiled knowingly.
tightened her grip on the reins,
nudged Molly with her knees. The
mare responded, broke into an
easy-gaited cantor. They ' went
downhill and the ranch dropped
away behind them.
There was no sign of George and
Gay frowned when she thought
of him. She wondered where he
had gone, found herself scanning
the range for sight of him. It was
quite a bit later when Gay spied
a distant gust of dust spiraling
into the sky.
"There's George now," she heard
herself say. "That's the dust from
his horse's hoofs."
She experienced an inward glow
of satisfaction at having overtaken
him. The smile that appeared and
hovered for a brief moment at
the corners of her mouth reflected
He hadn't made much of a fuss
over her . . . that was a new ex
perience for her; ever since she
could remember, everyone had
made a great 'to do' about her,
especially the nSen. With the years
she- had tome to expeot' tneir -attentions
and admiration as some
thing due her. She knew she was
pretty . . . hadn't she always been
GAY suddenly awoke to the real
ization that the mare had
halted. She flicked the reins again
and the startled Molly dashed off
again. But fifteen minutes' hard
riding availed them nothing . . .
the spiraling dust had disappeared
and George was still unfound. She
glanced skyward . . . there was a
gathering of dark clouds directly
above her. For a minute she de
bated with herself whether to turn
back or go on. Stubbornly she de
cided to go on.
Gay stood up in the stirrups.
She scanned the range again.
Southward, probably a mile away,
was a small building. She won
dered if George had gone there.
There was a .sudden clap of
thunder ... it rolled over the
equally suddenly blackened range
with the frightening and breath
taking crash of massed cannon
fire. The mare stiffened ... a sec
ond peal of thunder made her
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closed her book and put it down
on the chair beside her. 11
"Back rather soon," she said. '
"Aren't you?" V
"1 could shake him!" she" sal J ,
angrily. . . '.
"He's a bit too big for that,
don't you think?"
"All he talked of was a girl" -
Gay's eyebrows arched again.
Indeed!" ' ; j
"Her name is Pat," Cathy went
on. "She's eighteen, she's divine!
and quite the most beautiful thing
he's ever seen." p
'That's the first time I ever
heard of a man using that ap-j.
proach. Gay commeniea.
She sings line a inrusn, ana
if it wasn't for her, he d hav
quit the rodeo hes been witll
long ago. She talked mm oui oi
She yanked on her nigntgown.
smoothed it down. n
Gay returned Cathy's pillow to
its proper place, adjusted her
"Come on, angel," she said
"Sleep's the thing you need. I
the morning you'll feel bettej,
for it." ;r)
Cathy did not reply. She turnepj
out the lamp light, climbed into
bed. They lay in silence for il
"You lived in Texas. Did you
ever hear anyone sing 'Harriet'?',
"Oh, yes! I think it's rather
"I think it's silly!" Cathy re-J
torted. She pulled up the cover's1
with a vengeance. "The very
beautiful Patricia sang 'Harriet'',
so divinely, it left Mister Akerfl
Gay turned her back to Cathy
stifled her laugh by burying her
face in her pillow. "
"I'm glad you find it so amus-!
ing," Cathy said stiffly. She;
turned on her side. "GOOD
seream with terror. She bolted"
away so suddenly that Gay was
nearly thrown. She dropped tha
reins, never to regain them . . .
frantically she threw herself for,Tl
ward, clutched at the saddle horh
and gripped it grimly with both
hands. Now the rain burst upcW
them. It pelted them unmercifully,
with huge raindrops that seemed
and sounded like drumming hail
stones. Gay bowed her head In
the blackness that obscured every
thing, the plunging mare tripped'
over a half-buried rock, fell to
her knees, and Gay was hurled
over Molly's head. Miraculously
she landed on her hands arjdl
knees and sprawled out on her
face, breathless and stunned.
Molly struggled to her feet
whimpering. She hobbled over fdl
Gay's side, whinnied, nudged net1'
pleadingly. There was no response!
from the prostrate Gay. The manto
turned away reluctantly, looked
back once or twice, then she;
limped away into the enveloping
darkness. Probably ten minutes
later Gay stirred. She opened her
eyes . . . she sobbed brokenlyl'
hysterically, climbed to her feetyi
panting for breath. She turnedd
quickly, looked about her frantt
"Molly!" she gasped. "Mollyr1
There was no answering whinny,
no hoof beat to reassure her tha1
she was not alone . . . there was I
nothing but the drenching downm
pour and the swirling rain-laden,
winu uiui ictsneu ner ana siun
her. She stumbled away blindl
The wind whipped her wet hal
about wildly. She tripped and fellyl
scrambled to her feet, stumbleAa
and fell again . . . she got up andn
forced herself on. She walked and '
ran and plodded ahead, half blind
ed by the rain and the windl'1
How she ever managed to reach
the cabin, she never knew. She
fell against the door, it yielded
when she turned the knob and she12
felt inside. She struggled to heiM
knees, twisted around and mannd
aged to slam the door shut. Sh()
sobbed again weakly and brokenj .
ly, sagged and suddenly toppled '
over. in a limp heap.
(To be continued)
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