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' . : v";--v;;- V"--;' Lighl On The Subject rI'iS W y IfaTHERJtHAT VILUW I -THEN 50METHIWG f LEMME Y ItHATWAS WHEW Tl'M CLAO TO H eiSi you? how gwm im there k attracteo his J out ahd we fouud sip inow vou did Je A wTTTca S,S1? 3 WD TO MAKE ME STOP, ATTEWTIOW AWO I'LL PUT OAkY W TWAT MY BOV; )AKf HAS gLAOTD SAME V, ASH- j y0U R VELUMG , WHICH I H- HE HURRIED OUT, J I HIM BAOf HAUSIUfi ITvCHJ SEE, AS lrTJ7 WCm) VBURJ 5K Vffi ,.,M&37 LEAVIHS THE ,MV C WELL AS"f5' rxjee or HiwkES5iOAiwirS the him- 1 p si Hi iu duie rw a 17 HaVEW s "gM DAKY DOAKS ' " TO THE RESCUE r"''-c--- I FSOOM I U I THEM HE WRECKEDGEEI IfiOSH ) ( WHAT'S ) I I I JUST REMEMBERED I LEFT WELLIC I r-rrr- begamto the ship oh Ji wjow-i au ) "f s L out w this storm at the other ewo ' r SUSPECT HIM, WHICH BESSIE ll HOW VOU I .tT.. wl Y MATTER, v I OF THE ORAWBRIOGE IFUUF7 lVC8EEW E SO I WROTE WAS RETURWIWSN rUT. J MCMU:,L,"SIROAKY -J evT Jirr iVH 1ERC WMS CORNY FROM SCHOOL- VDUR , MiCEST I S H 0UT"'V ALOME, BUT THAT OFFERIWC A AMD I GUESS HICHWESS Ts fif J OR VARLET SEEMED C fiUAMCIALl I WEMT ER- LOTS OF; 1 j5J IU.-' HARMLESS EM0U6H LOAU IF HE'D WACXY r TIMES I'VE 1 JX ( Zi&k? -P3 - OAKY DOAKS . MEDICALLY-MINDED MARE I jZJ1 LOWERED I BESSIE HAS te FIRST, 1 tVA Z?C&(G05U ALL HEWLOCIfl ( ALL RIGHT I'LL CIVE YOU i - &ZZZ&&PTZ "B OWW- GONE TO I'VE GOTTA J "AfWfioS KiCLLIC ARE YOU . I SOME ASPIRlM IF YOU I uRjHwtssT jSiS -;SS jpf"" JSr CUEEinY POIIIT ITEUS Power Plant Hurrah for Ira Belcher who has recently been promoted to the po sition ol Operating Engineer of the Camp Lejeune-Cherry Point Power system . . . also in our congratula tion line are Fred Boswell and Al Shertenlieb who have both recent ly moved into new houses Fred into his own mansion in the Core Creek community (raising shmoos?), and Al into the Old Pro ject. Come see us, they say! Isaac Diffee is spending his "week with pay, no work required" getting readv for the Fall hunting season and Ira Pelletier is back at work, after using up two weeks of his accumulated leave! We now boast the services of Roy (Preacher) Miller and Claude Foy. Nice having you in our midst, men! Condolences are extended Lewis Mayo, step-son of Vernon Wright who died recently. , Sorry to see Clyde WooJ have to take time off on account of sick ness in his family. tract with a Hollywood music com pany w supply lyrics 'for their tunes. She has received an ad vance royalty o one of her songs which is scheduled for early pub lication. Hello to Walter Williams who has transferred to ouc Department from PW . . . to Raymond Riggs, from MT . . . to James Willis, hus band of Gilda Willis, Planning Of fice ... to former employees, Alex ander Kuchinsky and Oswald Dunn, now back on our rolls . . . end to all of the other new em ployees. Just when we think our employees are all settled, some of them skedaddle so its "so-long" to Joseph Cox, Sr., John Hoyle, Ethel Gillikin, Robert French, Odell Howard, Richard Goodman and Charles Vandiford. In case you've missed Toiy Croce from the messenger route, he's lending a helping hand with the inventory in plant account these days. It's detached duty at Norfolk for William Russell, Joe Morton, and Horace Flyod . . . back from two weeks' Naval Reserve training at the same por are George Foy, uc"'c,P...l TI..1 I ll.,,nl, (DaaII Communications, on the "V "UUCI' a,,u mu""'' Glimpsed in the grandstand at the Duke-Navy game were Millie Morse, Jesse Conner, the Ray Ben ders, Evelyn Tope, and Betty Mc Elwaine . . . the M. L. Scott family have house guests from Roanoke . . . Laura and Carl Bullock spent several days in Fredericksburg . . . Virginia Joyce and Jo Ann Gobcr have been home from school, visit ing their parents . . . TJavc Clawson has had guests from Faycttcville . . . Roger Roberson is happy to have his daughter home from Duke hospital and to have Mrs. William Clark as a guest. Sincere sympathy is extended Lacy and Guy Jarman on the death of their mother. We are glad to hear that Mrs. Jerry Chudej is feeling lots better! Browsings Congratulations are in order for Fern Titus, Operations, and George Griffin acquisition of comnetitivc status . . . and to Mr. and Mrs. E. C. McLawhorn. Inspection, who an nounce the birth of a son, Daniel Francis. While in this Dept., we heard that Mrs. Albert Cianciosi is doing fine following a recent operation! Louise Dixon. Provosl Marshal, is cioying a 2 wcrk vacation at Miami Beach and Chastoen Shiry finally got to take that trip to W. Va.. that was cancelled due to the polio epidemic. "Joe" Collins snys the case of cokes thcyitook on the oyster fry were for his own pri vate use. He also told us that the new long skirts are truly bliss to girls with legs like this () or )( . . Eleanor Dclisle is back from DC where she went to take her mother home . . . Donnic Snow and Irene Bunch are mighty busy, tak ing sewing lessons . . . and the "bossman" in that office, I.t. Col. i F. II. Collins, is the happy father of a new baby daughter. ! Overhaul & Renair Congratulations To: F. O. Durant, J. F. Reynolds, C. M. Vellines, David Reynolds and Marvin Carcich on satisfactorily completing the WIP course ... to Eddna Ierland, Dewey I'hipps, Maxwell Simpson. Helen Clemenic, Tull Williams, William Berner, Eugene Williams, Joseph Bccton, Paul Joyce, Doity Gaskill, Fred erick Jones, Earnest Sewell and Ira Stephens, Jr., on well-earned promotions ... to Hilma Black, Leo Patterson, Dallas Willis, James Beamer, Meredith Gillikin and Kathleen Sandlin on birthdays. This is a big month for Kathleen as she celebrates her birthday and 13th wedding anniversary o.i the same day, to Mr. and Mrs. Henry W. Edwards on the birth ef a baby daughter, Linda Marie ... to Reba Fcrebce and Dottic Mateer who have been wielding golf clubs in the matches at the country club. Reha made the best shot of the match, and the only sub-par score, when she chipped a ball into the cup from deep in the rough for a birdie on the 9th hole ... to the eight bowling teams on their Mon day and Wednesday night victories . to James Wood on his new duties as Planner & Estimator . . . to Albert Pokrzywa on having such a smart wife. His "little woman," Evelyn, is a song-writer and has recently signed a 6-months' con- Navy Supply Good afternoon, Ladies and Gents, this is your blabbing report er highlighting, spotlighting, fog lighting (how did that get in here?) the news as it happens. Our first reports are pouring in from Accounting And the fish have even turned up their fins at this item! John Whisenant and his friend Naylow Smith had nine large speckled trout to mistake their bait for the real thing Saturday while fishing in Bogue Sound. Also, Whiz al most caught the fish "that got away." It was SO big it broke his line! Uh Huh! Believe me, Whiz loves to fish; Friday night he and Barney Fones decided to dangle appetizing midnight snacks in front of the sleepy fish. Shiver me timbers! Doesn't it ever get too cold to fish? especially at! night? Here's news, a little late, but nevertheless Vivian Hill toured the Atlantic Coast this year with her first r'm in Norfolk: from ther- she sailed to Baltimore; on (- New Yor'.' City by train; and the lri; back he--" was brought to .1 happy climay by a -'or ! Wash inn ,;n D. C. Eunice V"-ite and busbar 1 attended a large home nming rt Asbury with friends and relatives. Also on her way back, stopped in to sec Laura Ipock, who is recuperating slowly. Say, have any of you folks ever been in a position that you forgot where you put your car? Well, Louise Smith went running out to the parking lot, looking, searching, peering, and peeping to find the car. Guess what? Her husband had driven it to work and was sit ting out front, waiting to pick her up. Mary and Bob Williams motored to Rocky Mount to see the Mac Elroys (of course you remember Rachel and Mac) and all of them saw the Wake Forest-Carol in-i game . . . Speaking of traveling, Lessie Casey saw friends and rela tixes in Kinston. Edith Lis is celebrating her birthday this month. Happy Birth day! Oh say, has everyone see l the '49 Maroon Ford which EMith comes to work in every morning? Just in case you haven't, better wear dark glasses 'cause it really shines. Sailing on the boat "Re covery" is Albert Camus, who we hope will soon be back to work . . . Well, looks as though that takes care of accounting. Shall we move to. Administration, The Duke-Navy" game seems to have been we attended by our employees. Among those . there were jSarah and Jimmie Bledsoe, as well as Fern and Bill Simpson . . . Nora and Marion Grimes were in Fayetteville over the weekend and report hacing a wonderful time. Disbursing ' The bull dog which Elaine Roh land has is the real thing or';at least he better be (she say). "Butch" recovered nicely from 'bis trip here and is very happy with his new home. How do we know? His barking told us so! I NEGRO NEWS Isaiah Dudley Isaiah Dudley, 67, died early Wednesday at his home at 1009 Avery st., Morehead City. Fune ral service1! are tentatively sche duled for Sunday. ": I'e is survived by one brother, Eddie Lane. A native of Bogue, I he deceased lived in Morehead City for f0 years. He was a fisherman. Mr. Charles Hawkins left Fri day, Oct. 8, to spend his vacation in Charlotte, N. C. with his son, Dr. Reginald Hawkins and family. Mrs. Hazel Adams week end home. She in Halifax, N. C. spent f the is teaching British Night Club Owners Suffer in Current Slump LONDON (AP) London night clubs, about the only places you can buy a drink after 10:30 p.m., arc in a slump. Not so ling ago people elbowed their way through the crowds, paying !jny . thing up to $24 for a bottle" of Scotch. But that's all changed now. They can buy a bottle of gin that used to cost them $12 'land more in a night spot, for about' $6 from their grocer or local wine shop. Pubs as well as night clubs "are complaning about the shortage: of money. Too many of theirl'bld customers, they say, are saving their money for vacations on, he continent or are cutting dow be cause they just can't afford it.( Chapter 17 MeCABE gulped, swallowed and reddened . . . Loomis pushed him aside hastily. "Just a minute, young feller," he said. "Nobody's accusin' you o' anything." There was a moment's silence . . . George and Buck eyed each other, then the latter coughed lightly behind his hand. "Lefa get back f what we were talkin' about," Loomis said pres ently. "What happened after wards? Snediker got on his horse and ride away?" "No," George answered. "1 went into the house, but I under stand that Martin took Snediker over to the bunkhouse ir some coffee. Seems like it wasn't ready when they got there, so after tell in' some o' the boys t' see to it that Snediker got some when it was ready, Martin left him there and went ofT. "I see," Loomis said. "Now where'd you find Martin?" "In one o' our line rider's shacks." "When?" "O-h, 'bout two hours ago." "When you found Martin, did you find 'ny money on 'im?" "Y'mean, dia 1 nna aneamers roll on 'im? No." "Did you look t' see if Martin had it on "im?" "None. Soon's I sot back with the boys, we lashed 'im to 'is own horse and brought 'im home.". "You ever have 'ny trouble with 'im?" Loomis asked shortly. "Nope." "Satisfied with 'is work?" McCabe nudged Loomis and the latter turned his head while the deputy whispered to him. "You think there's anv connec HUH uciwccu oiicumci a aiaa.ii , the Sheriff said, "and Martin's?' George shook his head. For rain-proof ventilation, boanty,' pormanonca mi frtatett Konomy, onrV Koohrtnt Lifotimo Awnings of fer tfco complot omwor. For komtt, itorw, Indwtrim . , . tor porchti, tarrocot, window, an rriiKti! Sparkling wamol colors, Tamil if dttirtd. Out-of-Touin Orders Solicited HIGH POCKETS "I don't think so," he replied. 'But that don't prove much. Loomis and McCabe held an other brief and whispered conference. "I s'ooose you can prove you didn't leave the ranch till this afternoon." "Sure I can." Loomis hitched up his pants. "We'll go have a talk with your men, he said. "Don t go way. We might want to talk tyou again." l ii oe arouna, ucorge saia curtly. LOOMIS and McCabe turned and trudged off: Hanlon. who hadn't said a single word, gave George a questioning glance, then he turned on his heel and trooped away. "George." It was Gay Hollis' voice; he recognized it at once and he turned just as she came up to him. "George," she said again. "I'd like to talk to you." "Awright." he said. "Go ahead." "Can't we go somewhere?" "Reckon this oughta do f'r any thing we gotta talk about." "As you like," she said. "I couldn't help overhearing your conversation with those men." "Don't know that it makes much difference if you or anybody else overheard it" "I heard you say you needed money." "That ain't a secret." "Would five thousand dollars help you?" "Yeah, I s'ppose it would. Why?" "I've got that much and I have n't anv need for it" ' He eyed her for a moment. She waited lor him to answer. "Where'd you get that much douehT" he asked. "From my husband," she re plied. "It's yours for as long as vou need it. "I see," he said slowly. "Cathy know anything about this? ' "No. Neither does anyone else." "Uh-huh." he said. "Where've you got this dough? In the bank?" ino. u s in me nouse. ,, "Hev." he said ouicklv. "that ain't the place t' keep that much t dough." '"i "I didn t know how long I d be staying here." Oh, he said. n "Will you take it?" i He considered for a moment " then he shook his head. "No," he said. "Not that I ain't grateful t'.you fr offerin' to lend it to me. But. I'd rather not take She shrugged her slender shoulders. . "That's entirely up to you," she said calmly. "I've offered it to you and you haven't seen fit to aceftpt it." "It's awf'lly swell o' you, Gay, anu a wim i i ruei ll. She smiled again, turned awav. "Wait a minute," he said ad L she KtnnnpH. lnnlcprt at him hlwir. " her shoulder. He came up to her. "I wish you'd get it to the bank soon's you can." '' "I suppose it would be safest there." ) "Sure." he said. "Y'know, jibe doggonedest things c'n happen , and we've had more'n our share o' them already." i: i She went into the house. Mip utes later she emerged, smileiat George as she went past him. He ; ' followed her with his eyes. He I saw her open the corral gate, saav her step into the enclosure. Pnes- ently she came out, astride;;, a i norse. tsne settled nerseir m ,tae saddle, tightened her grip on the reins, and rode away. His eyes shifted ... he had caught a glimpse of three men striding away from the bunkhouse. Thdy swerved presently, headed towatd the house. He frown td, hitched up his pants. . "Wa-al," he muttered. "This oughta be it." i.l Sis-.!. rtYiiMMia , KCCLVENT METAL AWKE.G CO. OF EEAUFC2T James G. Whilehursi, mgr Phone B 5790 . 311 Marsh Street BEAUFORT, N. C. Chapter 18 ' 'T'HE bank was an unpretentious affair, a rather ordinary, even drab-looking establishment that wisely made no claims to any thing save its purpose in the com munity's life. The sun and the rain had obliterated the original coat of paint . . . now the wooden structure wore a curious mottled brown color that was, as one townsman described it, neither here nor there. Even the sign that huns over the bank's doorway had suffered . . . there was a wide gap in the letters that formed the word, 'Bank.' A brief study of it disclosed the fact that the letter "n had disappeared. A close-up view of the institution's window revealed a red-bordered placard standing in majestic aloofness in the very middle of the window space: it read. 'Jed Oliver, Owner, President and Manager.' , When Gay came in Jed was busv thumbine through a worn ledger. When he finally looked up he pretended to be surprised to find her standing at the counter . . . he smiled at her. closed the ledger and pushed it aside. . "What can I do for you. Miss?" he asked. : He had already decided that she was without doubt the pretti est girl he had ever seen. -) Td like to deposit some mon- h -i i j r ejr, mi sain. . He smiled again and Gay's eyes followed the tins of his mustache. "We like people who deposit money with us, he said. "'Spe cially when they're pretty." lie icauicu aui Mi wicw . It closer, opened it flipped over - m 1, A I 1.1 n 1. pome poKes, uimuy iuuiiu uiciia. one, then he picked up penciL "Hollis," she answered. "Gay Hollis." Gay Hollis," he said and looked up again. "Miss, I suppose?" "Missus." His eyebrows arched. "I'm a widow." she said and he seemed relieved. "How much do you want to de posit?" he asked, poising the pen. cil above the page. "O-h, five thousand dollars." He entered the amount in one of the columns. "I'd like 'it credited to the ac count of George Akers," she said suddenly. "O-h," he said. "George Akers, eh?" "Yes." He thumbed through the ledger again, stopped when lie came to a page filled with entries. "Five thousand," he said and entered it "Better take out the page I wrote for you before 1 find myself out five thousand." He flipped the pages over until he came to the one that bore her name, smiled up at her, and ripped it out. "That's the quickest way." ne said. "The money, if you please. She made no movement suddenly he realized there was a neat package of bills on the count er and he smiled again, a dii sheepishly, picked it up and count ed it carefully. ' "Five thousand It is," he saia "Thank you, Mrs. Hollis." "Oh " she said, stopped and looked at him. "Yes?" "Does Mr. Akers have to be told who made the deposit for him?" she asked. ' "Doesn't . he know anything about this? "Oh. yes." she said quickly and colored. "He gave it to me for this CHE O less He eyed her questlonlngly. . , "Then he must know about this, mustn't he?" ' J "Of course." He rubbed his chin with Ills right thumb. Gay turned toward the door. "Gobdbye," she said over ner shoulder. "And thank vou ." . '"bye," he said. "And thankl you." ; went out. Jed was motlon-1 less. He looked down at the! narknee of bills. Picked it ' BP. hefted it for a moment turned,! over in hia hand, finally put. ill down on the counter. He stiffened! suddenly and his eyes widened... he grabbed the money, came whirling around the counter ,and burst out of the bank. He stopped in his tracks, barely avoiding a horseman who rode oast him P. . it was Gay and she twisted arotttol Al 11 lu,l,Al U.U;atM 111 11 IC DdUUlC aiitA .vunu vmMi ' him. He stared up at her, watched her for a moment as clattered away, then he raeec down the street, panted into thr Sheriffs office. Tod Waters, Loo mis second deputy, was seated' a the Sheriff's desk, his booted fee propped up on an opened drawer Tod looked up. ;a "Where's the Sheriff?" Jea ao mended breathlessly. - "Out" ' "When'll he be back?" "Soon," Tod answered itrinned. "I hnn " "Well, suppose you had to:J him in a hurry. What would ol do about it?" Jed demanded. 5 I Tod grinned up at him again. 1 1 uldn't do anything," he. rr I s shr "Wnnlrtn plied unruffled. "Wouldn't knoif where to look f r him." I "Will you tell him I want bin v, 1 t:ii lie KCV9 ah "Yeah, sure," Tod said. jj Jed wheeled and strode out? j "lNamev pieasei" purpose. ft '!
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