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Mrs. Pearl orund has returned
from Raleigh where she Visited her
sister, Miss Emily Taylor. . .
Mrs. Gordon Becton and Mrs.
Eryln C. , McLawhorn were in
Morehead City last Monday.
Mrs, Belle Anderson, of Wash
ington, D. C, is visiting Mr. and
Mrs. Ervin C. McLawhorn.
Mrs. Roland Small and infant
son, of Core Creek, who have been
with her mother, Mrs. Carlton Tay
lor, have returned home. Little
Donald Small is still with his
grandmother.
Mr. and Mrs. Edsel Bell, Mrs. A.
N. Bell and Carl Bell were in
Beaufort Thursday for Mrs. Edsel
Bell to sec Dr. Salter.
Mr. and Mrs. Willie Miller, who
have been visiting Mrs. Carl H.
Morton and family, have returned
home in Hyattsville, Maryland.
Miss Bernice Tallman, of near
Beaufort, was In the community
Saturday morning.
Mr. and Mrs. Richerbarker, of
New Jersey and Mrs. William J.
Adams, of Fort Pierce, Florida, are
guests of Mrs. Clyde S. Taylor and
family.
George W. Ball and son, Billie
motored to New Bern Saturday
morning on business.
Mrs. Pearl Olund and Johnnie
Olund were in Beaufort Saturday
morning.
Mrs. Emma Oglesby spent last
Monday night at North River with
Mrs. Primrose Gooding.
A. B. Morton, Jr. motored to
New Bern Saturday afternoon to
register in the 18 year old group.
Rev. J. M. Jolliff, of Newport,
held 10 o'clock services Sunday
morning at the Methodist church.
Mr. and Mrs. Roy Mason, Miss
Betty Jane Mason and Mrs. Vera
Bell were in Beaufort Saturday.
Mr. and Mrs. Xenophon Mason
and son, Charles, of Marshallberg,
spent Sunday with Roy Mason and
family.
Mrs. Burney L. Withcrington
and children, Phil, Beverly and
Terry, Mrs. Alex Williams and
daughter, Alexis, of Vanceboro,
visited Mrs. W. C. Williams during
the weekend.
Mr. and Mrs. John Hardison, of
near New Bern, spent Saturday
night and Sunday with Mrs. Emma
Oglesby.
Little Cherry Dawn Hardison
was guest of her grandparents,
Mr. and Mrs. Ivey Taylor and Mr.
and Mrs. Carlyle Taylor during the
week-end.
Mrs. James H. Dickinson, of
Core Creek and her guest, Mrs.
Lillian Foreman and Mr. and Mrs.
Michael Whitley, of Core Creek,
were here Sunday morning for
church services.
Mrs. Carl H. Morton, Mrs. Dallas
Sadler, Mr. and Mrs. Joe Sadler
Morton, Misses Patricia and Eliza
beth Morton spent Sunday in New
Bern with Mrs. Augustine Piner
and family. ,
Claude Taylor and Harry Bali; '6f
Bachelor and James B. Becton, of
Beaufort, were in the community
Friday enroute home from attend
ing tobacco sales at Greenville.
Cicero W. Taylor was in Kinston
Friday to sell tobacco.
Wire Stops Polish Boars
POZNAN, Poland (AP)
Barbed wire defenses are going up
again in Poland. But this time
they are directed against wild
boars, not Germans,
The boars have been causing
widespread damage to crops in
Western Poland, pushing their
way through wooden fences. Now
the government is aiding peasants
to erect barbed wire barriers.
The United States has about six
per cent of the world's populatiop
and produces about 12 per cent
of the world's food.
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". Chapter 11 '";;':, '':,
IT was three day since the
.storm, three ' long, ' drawnout
and Uneventful days. To all ap
pearances ' ; there was nothing
amiss in either the cottage or the
big 'house, yet the evidence of
strained relationships was there.
As one would expect, it was
even more noticeable in the cot-
, Uge. Perhaps it was due to Phil
whose, guilty conscience goaded
him into doing the very things
that were certain to arouse doubts
and suspicions in his wife.
There was no telling now, no
knowing just what Nettie thought
of and believed of Phil's awk
wardly told story. i
Nettle had listened to Phil's
recital, but she had offered no
comment when he had finished.
Her silence had made him un
comfortable. If only she had
called him an out and out liar.
The long hours alone in the
cottage gave Nettie's imagination
added opportunity for wild, un
hampered expansion . . . but to
ber credit, when Phil returned
for supper, she greeted him with
a smile, even permitted him to
give her a peck of a kiss on her
cheek.
As usual, when Phil finished
eating, he opened his belt and
pushed his chair back from the
table, sank back in it and closed
bis eyes. Nettie watched him out
of the corner of her eye.
"I was in town today," she said
presently.
"That so?"
"I bought the material for this
dress," she said. "I made it this
afternoon. Do you ... do you like
it?"
"Yeah, sure," he said quickly.
"Looks fine."
"I saw Cathy and her sister in
town, too," she went on as she
Chapter 12
"I OOK, Gay," he began. "It
L ain't f'r me or f'r anybody
else t' try t' tell you what you
c'n do br what you can't do.
You're old enough to know what's
right and what ain't right f'r
y'self."
"Oh, thank you!"
He disregarded her tone of
sareasm.
"I Just don't like any messin'
around. You know what I mean,
so cut it out."
"There's just one thing more,"
George continued. "You heard me
tell it to Corbin. Long's you live
on' the Circle-A, you're gonna
behave y'self or you're gonna get
off it. This is the last time Fm
gonna mention it, Gay. If you
don't cut out this messin' around,
I'm just gonna tell you t' pack
up and get goin', and that'll be
that, b'lleve me."
She Pushed oast him. started
away, but he reached out, caught
her by the arm and halted her.
' "I hadn't intended mentionin'
this, but long's you're gonna act
nasty 'bout things, here goes.
This carryin' on with Phil Mar
tin. ..."
'"Yes?"
"I'm givin' you Just one
warnm.' Stay away rr'm Pmi.
Understand?
"I hate you'" she screamed. "If
you think you're .going to run my
Hie, you ve another thought com
ing! You . . . you. . . .!"
George Simply quickened his
pace, turned tn. the direction, of
the bunkhouse... disappeared in
the enveloping night light. Gay
stumbled along sobbing broken
ly. A shadowy figure stepped out
ol the brush, halted In the road.
Gay, her head bent, collided with
him. backed away from him in
fright.
"Gay, honey, what's the mat
ter?"
She stared at him for a brief
moment.
"Phil!" she sobbed and threw
herself in his arms. "Phil!"
He held her tightly, patted her
heaped the remaining plates pre
paratory to removing them from
the tabic ,
I "Uh-huh.". -- -
That Gay Hollis woman Is al
good looking woman." -;;
There was no response, no com
ment from Phil. . : ,
! That Corbin man," she went
on again presently. "The one
who runs that saloon, we-11, he
was : standing outside his place
when Gay came along. Cathy had
gone into a store meanwhile. Any
way, Corbin said something to
Gay and she smiled and stopped.
You'd think they'd met before
from the way they just stood
there' nd talked. The next thing
I knew, he was leading her into
his place and he had his arm
around her waist. Cathy came
out, saw t'icm going into the
salorn, nnd she put down her
packages end ran after them. It
wasn't a minute later wh.'n Gay
0r i she came ou'.. C:.thy was furi
ous. I heard her call day a com
mon il. t. Cathy was still telling
h?r what she thought of her as
lhy drove out of town."
Phil climbed stiffly to his feet.
"Reckon I'll get washed and
turn in," he said. "Got another
full day ahead o' me t'morrow."
He trudged up ' the stairs. A
door on the upper floor closed
behind him presently. Nettie
sobbed softly, wiped her eyes
with the corner of a dish towel,
then she seemed to square her
shoulders and started washing
the dishes.
SUPPER in the big house was a
quiet affair with practically
no conversation among the three
people who sat at the kitchen
table. When the meal was fin
ished, Gay got to her feet and
went upstairs; she returned
shortly with her coat over her
arm.
"I'm just going for a short
stroll," Gay said in answer to
Cathy's unasked question. "I
head and back clumsily but
gently.
Phil." she whispered. "Take
me away from here!"
He held her off at arm's length,
eyed her questionably.
She looked up at him.
"Phil, you want me, don t you?
"Do you hafta ask me that?
Don't you know?"
"Then do something about it,"
she pleaded. She clung to him
now. "Phil, take me away irom
here, . please! Anywhere at all,
California, or any place you
choose, just so long as we get
away from here.
"Yeah, sure," he said but his
answer was slow and hesitant.
Phil had always been like that.
The idea took hold promptly.
"Sure, honey, sure. The ony
thing is I ain't got 'ny money
ngnt now. we 11 nana wan a
while, then mebbe in. . . ."
"Then get the money!
"Gay, honey. . . ."
She broke away from him.
"All right." she sobbed. "I'll
set someone else to take me
away from here. Someone who
-if.
realty w cuius me, suiueuiic wuu a
be glad to have trie!;
SHE whirled past .him, fled up
the night-black, shadowy road.
He stared after her fleeing figure;
when she had disappeared from
sight, he shook his head sadly.
He turned wearily, pushed
through the brush again, trudged
away. He swung wide around the
cottage to the rear, peered
throueh ihe kitchen window.
Nettie was asleep at the table,
her head pillowed in her folded
arms. Stealthily, Phil let himself
in . . . he bolted the door,
inched his way past the table to
the stairs, crept up the single
flieht jafolv to the bedroom, un
dressed and climbed into bed. It
was probably an hour later when
Nettie came upstairs. Phil was
fast asleep.
In the morning, when she
awoke, Phit was gone. She got
out of bed,' dressed and went
downstairs. She heard voices out
side and she raised her head
Midwav between the cottage and
the house were three men, Phil,,
v ha ii r
By Berber! Shappjro
think a breath of air will dome
good."
George got up from the table.
He hitched up nis pants, caught
up his hat and slapped it on his
head and stalked out He wa
probably a hundred yard Jrpnf
the house when he spied a. stun J
figure ahead of him.' 1
"There she is, a wright," th
muttered to himself. "Wpndel
where she's headed for?".- J
He saw Gay turn off towarf
the road that led to town.
"Must be expectin someb'dy
out fr'm town," he decided.
It was less than five minutes
later when he heard the clattef i
of approaching hoof beats. GeorgV
grunted, hitched up his belt ana i
trudged up the road. He hear i
the gentle whinny of a horse ln E
the darkness ahead of him . ... , 1
suddenly he saw the horse, and,
two figures standing beside the
animal. They sprang apart,
Georgt stopped.
"Awright, Gay," he said curtlyi;
"Reckon you c'n turn around now
and trot back home."
"Just a minute," her companion
said. It was Corbin. 1 1
"O-h, so it's you again, eh
Thought I told you f stay off this ,
Circle-A?"
"You're taking a lot on your
self, aren't you?" Corbin retortedi.
"I think this lady is quite capaw
ble of deciding whether shft
wants to see me or not, without
vmir hpln " . '
"Long as she lives on my placf
I'll help 'er decide the things 1
think she needs help in. Get
I
goin', Mister, before I help yo
get started. fl
ah rigni, ne said neaviiy.
i ii go. But one ol these day:
Alters. ... i,
Oay turned on her heel an
started up the road. They woi
nearly in sight ol the house when
he stepped up beside her. She
looked at him, halted in the mid-,
die of the road. He stopped too!
George Akers and a third man.'li
man with a thin face and white1
hair.
Like I .said before, Snediker, i
she heard George say. "I'm will"
in to do business on that herd l
got in the north pasture, but . I
don't aim t' give them four hun
dred head j' cattle away. What'
your proposition?"
"Seventy-five hundred bucks,
cash," the white-haired man said
in a grurf voice. "Take it or leaye
it." hi
"I'm leavin' it," George saw
coldly. "You don't wanna biiy
Si'
cattle. Mister. You wanna stei
Snediker whipped out a roll ttf
bills. He waved it unrjer Georgrt
nose. -I.
What does that look like?" he .
demanded angrily. "You danged
fool you oughta be tickled t deatn (
that I'm offerin' t' pay you anyr '
thing. In another couple o' weeks
them head o" cattle won't 'ble
yourn t' give away, much less't' I
sell." 'I' I
The cattleman turned to PhiL- U
"Martin," he said. "You re ior-i
man o' this half-baked outfit.
Think you c'n talk onWTjse
into this danged fool?"
Phil grinned and ' shook
head. , .
- "He's got all the sense he nei
Snediker. he said, xou
same's we do that seventy
hundred is just half what
herd's worth.
Snediker glared at him, Shi
the roll into his pants pocket.
George hitched up his belt
turned to Phil. :
Tm goin' uv and nave.s
breakfast," he said. "You
yourn already?"
"No," Phil replied. "I'll get
a cup o' coffee down at the nu
.1
house and get goin'. 1 got tn:
t' do."
Phil grinned again. "C
Snediker. I'll walk you do'
the corral. You left your h
there, didn't you?" v.v
Nettie watched them
oast the house, then they Swer
from sight Slowly she lowei
the window.
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