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'"YUAN/ HEE SEC LAUGHS ? by sax ronmer C0?YRI6HT&y3AX*0HHt^_ W.N A. vtRVICt CHAPTER I ? Good-by, then Eileen. And take good care of yourself. I've prob ably missed the train and every thing?btu I don't give a hoot. Be' sure to write from Marseilles and cable when you get In. And don't1 forget I'm coming out in March." The girl clung desperately to her brother, her soft arms looked about him. Matt Kearney could feel that she was trembling, and: "What's the matter with Kid Sis ter? he asked, squeezing her. "Kid Sister miserable!" "Because you don't want to go back?" "No. But because somehow. Matt j dear." she whispered very close to. his ear. "I feel frightened about t this journey. Don't he made with i me. I know it's silly, and I ought to be used to traveling by now. But I've go: a wobby, funny feel ins." Kearney looked down at the tan gled curls nestling upon his shoul der: and in the light shining out (rem the cozy stateroom they beamed and shimmered like bur nished bronze. He hugged her af fectionately and told himself that I a chill suddenly experienced and! resembling cold water trickling down his spine was due physically, to the clammy quality of the night, and mentally to the girl s over t wrought condition. -Kid. dear." he said, and stroked i her hair, play fair. Seeing liUle girls off is bad enough anyway, without giving a fellow the breeze k UP-' i 'I'm sorry. Matt. It was utterly Big Pig of me." "?lo?only little Pigj" he said playfully. "I only wish I were coming with you." ? It wasn't fair, and I shouldn't have said it. It's just this beast ly fog and having to IK you ge 1 ashore in it. Give a kin, Matt, a.id v.c'll go and hunt Jack Rattray ?although I really don't know how you're going to get home." Wisps of mist floated unde^, the lights. Not another soul was in sight on 'hat deck, but there was activity on the deck below, and a tremen dous clamor on the dockside. The R M. S. Wallaroo was going out in the morning?sixteen hows late, thanks to one of thorn fogs, London Special which sometimes hold up Thames tarfflc for whole days. One last lingering glance Kear ney cast into the cozy stateroom which Eileen was to occupy to Colcmbo. He would cheerfully (have resigned six months' pay to be going, too. The wardrobe trunk, which he had labelled himself, a green hat on the rack above the b^i .a camera hung on the back of a chair, a dressing case open on the table. The box of a hundred ciga rettes which Dawson Halg had brought down to the steamer that morning lay on the turned-Back coverlet, and a pile of magazines cn top of an unopened cabin trunk; three novels which Matt had brought for Eileen in the rack be side the green hat. "Ah. well!" he sighed, "you'll be a comfortable Little Pig. Winter, the purser, is a star turn. You're ul his table, and hell see that everything's right. Jack Rattray is an eld pal. so that you won't lack company." I "I sha'n't lack company," said L.ieen archly. Her mood changed, and she smiled mischievously. But Kern 11 v welcomed the change, and: "You little devil-" he said, and squeezed her hand, "bon't forget there's a spy aboard." "I might buy him over!" said Eileen. "I ll tell Billy Haig!" "Gh. don't please do that!" Eileen exclaimed in mock horror. "He might never run out to Colombo to have a cup of tea with me as he promised!" But really her heart was very ever to see Dawson Haig again. She made a charming figure in the light streaming from the cabin doer, simply dressed though she was in a jumper and tweed swirt And Matt Kearney felt affectionate ly proud of his dainty sister. "Come on." said he. "Let's gc and dig old Rattray out. I musl positively beat it. I've got at leasl a quarter of an hour's walk througl dockland, and failing divine luck a long voyage by motor bus." Jack Rattray, chief effcer o the Wallaroo, was exchanging i few pleasantries with the bos stevedore by the hatch of Numbe Three hold, but he broke off thi not too parliamentary debate whei the charming passenger appeare. beside him with Karney. "What about a final?" asked Rat tray. - ??No Ilnal lor m?*, iveariicy rc plied. He grasped Rattray's ha.u "Good-night, and all the best, know you'll look after her." Rattray, tall, leisurely, taciturn, smiled his slim smile. "Sure thin^. Bo !" said he. "You're mocking me!" Eileen cried. ai..t punched the speaker fore- i ibly in the ribs. "I don't have an! accent like that, I speak better Eng lish than you do, anyway!" "You speak more English," Rat tray drawled provikingly. "Very Big Pig," said Eileen. But Kearney left the ship in a happier mood and experienced no return of that unpleasant chill. Ei leen was in good company, and the voyage would pass like three days. He picked his way through littre on the dockside. Just under an arc he paused, turned, and looked back. Jack Rattray and Eileen were standing on the deck by the gang way. He waved his hat and shouted: i "Good-by until March, and good luck!" "Good-by, Matt," came the girl's voice; and: "Cheeri-ho, old boy." i That was Rattray. The fascinating activity of those docks claimed Kearney. Here East meets West; produce of the Spice islands, tea "-f Ceylon, the timbers of Burma, jostle ironmongery from Birmingham, lie cheek and jowl .with chemical products of Silver town. A; night, especially, under ! dockland floodlights, amid river j noises and the hoarse voices of workers, the mystery of the port of 'London, type of a vast and ever turning wheel of empire, toucned the poetry which was part of him. I He gave up hi6 card to the po liceman on duty, and ten paces be yond, looking back, could see mere ly a dim blur, marking the site of the box which that official occupied. I "H this d?n fog continues." he reflected, "my prospects are indif ferent." He stood there for a moment look ing about him and failing to notice a man who. ten paces away, seemed j'o be watching the dock gates?a i.iHish man wearing a white rain : coat, collar turned up, and a soft brown hat with the grim pulled Jdcrwn. But the other man had seen ' Kearney?and the sight of Kear ney had set him dreaming. Colombo a year before. A year! It seemed only like a week! The mist dis | persed before the eyes of the dream er by the gates. He saw Mount La jvinia hotel, and a petite, slender girl In a blue frock crossing the 'deserted mahogany dance floor. She had been a sort of revelation, open ! ing his eyes to all that had been lacking. ! He was among the stars again, could see the winking lighthouse I ?? 3? . Had Some One Passed Him?Or Had He Imagined It? callously stabbing the tropical night, | hear the plaintive tremolo of a Tamil love chant floating up from | the village , From these haunting memories he was abruptly jerked back to ,j reality. He withdrew into shadow, i A man was coming out of the (| gates?so muffled up in a heavy fur- collared coat that his features "t I were indistinguishable. This man J turned sharply left, passed Kear ;ney. and was swallowed up in the '|*og. f And as he vanished, something? an instinct perhaps; or was it a s faint ouor suggestive of musk?? r suddenly brought Kearney an un accountable return of that sensa n tion as though cold water trickled j down his spine. He stared into the I fog. Had some one passed him? _ or uad he imagined it? I He hated this sensation?as of ar indefinable dread ? which tw:ce j n?w. had oppressed him. I A hand rested on his shoulder. | Kearney twisted about with ? cry. The fan in the white raincoat stood just behind him. Aval. stock still, peering into the osiers 'ire.-' "Gcod Lord!" Kearney exclaimed joyfully, "it's Dawson Halt!" a . * ? a a a a i Eileen watched from the rail un til fog hanging over the dockside swallowed up Malts figure. She1 turned and looked at Jack Rattray. Seeing her expression: . "Whatever's the matter, Eileen?" said he. "Oh. I don't know, Jack!" she re plied. She was angry with herself. "I'm behaving like a cerfect little idiot tonight. And if you ask me why. I can't tell you. It's just jim jams. Except that I think it began with a horrible looking man wear ing a fur-collared overcoat!" "Oh!" said Rattray, conscious that duty called him but held against his will by the girl's unac countable mood. "When did you see this furry bird? And was it his collar or his overcoat you didn't like?" "His face! Hs looked into the open door of my stateroom while Mat twas up in your cabin. I saw | his reflection in my hand mirror. jWhen I turned, he wasn't there." "Do you mean he was actually in the room?fur collar and all?" ? "No?foolish idiot! He was hand ling just in the door way. and he was I smiling . . . the meet horrible smile imaginable." I "An Englishman?" | "Oh. no. he wasn't! A China | man." ! "A Chinaman! In ? a fur coat! No wonder you were shaken up!" j "There was a queer musty smell, too?" "Have you seen him since?' "Yes. I saw him afterwards on Jack Rattray reassuringly. "There was a bunch of stuff shipped py a Chinese agency down Limehouso way for a firm in Sydney. Some d?n silly mistake. They', hauling it out now?a h?1 of a job?from Number Three hold. Thi< orimrnl ! bird was probably the half-wi i - spensible. It's given me mo: ? trou ble than the specie." | "Yes. We're a Spanish galleon this trip. Eileen!" Rattray stni; a his slow .<milo. "Minted t. >' i ie v the Bank cf England. eonaignr d to the Commonwealth Bank of Aus tralia. Look! It's just coming |aboard. Two millions! Weil. I mu t slip off now. 1 ? y've ru-hcci thio little lor aboard us a' the las moment, and P.a ,o to find .. ? home for it. Take my tip. Turn in with a bock and. .? yoti !:k1 I'll ,have a nightcap S' nt along :n .bout ;half an hour. Leave it to me. ' "You're a? King Pig." said Eileen, land squeezed his arm affre:inn ately. i She had known Jack Rattray lor three years. H? had introduced 1 r , to Dawson Haig in Cohtabo on:, a year ago. . . . . As he went off with his slow long | strides, she turned and entered her cabin. | Locking at the books on the rack and pulling a wry face. . ? con templated unpacking ye: <*n b done. She had bet n on board inee noon, and" knew i he ly lazy. Bo:, then. Da v. on K had stayed to lunch when it was announced th. t the sh > ( ...'n't sail?and Matt, ton:! ar. 1, had .clung on to th( :ist j> ? n In ute. "Oh. bother!" she said. | She was tired but excited. Her mental condition puzzled her. Th 1 wa s not the first time she had eled alone. She wa used to the sea and had taken her maiden voy age at the age of twehe. j The memory of that strange j lemon-vellow face, glimosed be tween upraised flaps of an a r ik han cellar and the pulled down brim of a .>of: black hat, haun d her ridiculously. Of course, the man was some Chinese shipping agent. The apparent evil of his smile might have been no more than a dLstored reflection in the mirror. She wondered if Dawson. Haig would write vtfurer, iniu ouor. hko milSK. 11 seemed to hens about Yes. she would turn in and read. "YoYu see. Keamey." said Detec tive Inspector Dawson Hnig, tar ing up at an old print wh.ih dec orated the bar, ?'officially, my hands arc tied. It 's bee.au - I've al\v: ys made a point of finding the loop holes in official regulation - that I'v ? got so far as I have.' 1 The bar v;?s sprr el.v poouln: |Two firemen, amiably dr :n':. loilod j in a corner. A solitary, .sc.- v , ing drinker .sat against tit" wall. ! smoking his pin- and I eking sip-, j from a tankard. A shirt-sleeved 'barman mr.de up the company. Kearney smiled at the speaker. He regarding William Dawson H ng :as one of the most remarkable men 1 in London?a man clist?ned to win an In tcrnational reputation. IT tig had been at S:onyhurst with Ke-r nej??Michael K-arney, now United State consul at Colombo, at that time having been stationed in Liv erpool. Catastrophe came just Haig went up to Oxford. Endow d by his father with a load of debts 'and a posthumous V. C.. he had en listed in the Metropolitan police ! force He was today the young est detective-inspector in the crim ? inal investigation department, vim a great future assured. i tie naci pleasantly irregular ler ?tures, and his smile was a grin which wrinkled up the corners of " his eyes irresistibly. When H.iig grinned, everybody grinu-d. "rtegi.l it ions weren't made for ' you,' said Kearney, laughing. "Bu! I'm still in the dark. You leave the Wallaroo alter lunch, with dramatic i farewells, and then bang me on the back fit :he dopk sate." at ten o'clock at night!" H ug. raised his tankard, contem plating it with interest, and: "I gave you a lift as far as Lime house," he reminded Kearney. "You ought to be thankful for that. And tii? !)cer is good " Kearney banged the counter. The barman replenished the tankards. And, when he had rptired: ?What's afoot?" Kearney asked in a low voice. I don't knew!" was Haig's sur prising answer. "I can only think here;, been a mad leakage of news. Some time ago." he went on, "a con signment of pottery was sent froml China to a firm in Birmingham. This! consignment, unopened, was recon-j ?signed to a Chinese firm in Sydney, per Messrs. King, shipping agents, I of Limehouse. It was put on the Wallaroo. I checked it myself, this morning." "Was that how you managed to get down to 5Ve Eileen?" "It was," Haig acknowledged, i "and I blessed the 'chance! Now, h .e's what I meant when I said my hands were tied; neither K. di vision nor Scotland Yard have had power 10 open those cases of pot tery. Oh, it's too d?n silly to talk about?because I know for a fact that they are stuffed with 'gum'!" "Opium! But why send drugs from China to Australia via Birming-j ham!" ? I'm glad you asked that," said Haig. "It shows you are interest ed! The reason is this: the China ships touching at Australian ports got a h?1 of an overhauling. Stuff ccniing from England goes througli j without difficulty. Those cases are ?pecif.cd to contain Staffordshire pottery, now!" "Great Scott!" said Kearney. '"That's pretty clever." I advised a pal of mine?Free man. of the customs at Sydney?to ?o what we couldn't do. What hap pened? The slug was taken off at tin* las: moment. I got. news at the Yard two hours ago." "But surely you ran do something now?" .. I can!" Haig returned. He grinned again and emptied his tankard. Open the cases?" "Oh. no! -Mrs. Moggridge.' who mai.es our nappy laws, would never allow such a thing!" Then what?" ? T'.: : If I can get evidence to ok?evidence I know to be there ?i II .-earcli the premises to which e potter' has been moved. Then I can open tlie cases!" Didn't you say the name was King?" Haig nodded. "Messrs. King's warehouse ad . the establishment of Jo Lung, iirrwise 'Shanghai Jo". Jo Lung ;:s the lad I'm after." i "Who is Jo Lung?" I thought." said Haig. sorrow fully regarding the speaker, "you ?ware supposed to be an authority cn Chinatown?" I've written it up for my pa per. lie confessed. 'He was Lon ?!! correspondent of the New York i Universe.?_ "But I seem to have overlooked Jo Lung!" "Don't wonder!" Haig admitted. "H not an easy man to know. Apart from which, he isn't the :i. mover. The Big Chief is the ? i who supervised the removal of a cases from the Wallaroo to ' night." "And who is the Big Chief?" As I'm not sure. I won't an wer." Haig replied. "Let's stick to facts. . ." The two firemen, supporting each ' \i r lovingly, at this moment reeled of the bar. As they disappeared, the door reopened to admit a cus tomer who appeared to belong to the same trade as the fireman. A seafaring man evidently, but sober. :Directly the barman having served him had retired. O. K? Norwich?" said Haig, ad i dressing the new arrival. , Kearney started and stared from face to face: then: "The lorry's back in King's yard. Inspector," the man reported?"and being unloaded." Dawson Haig nodded, as he :turned to the melancholy citizen. ?Join up. Wickham," he dircted sharply. "All clear" The man sprang up promptly: and Haig grinned into the bewil dered face of Kearney. ; 'Mv own methods, he said. "The| only way to deal with an oriental! J criminal." Then, to Wickham: "Got! I the card from Bernardson?" Got it at nine o'clock inspector, land came straight here. But I'm I afraid 1 shall have to take your I place on the Jo Lung job. The i Chief sent for me just as I was j leaving. They've got the missing i witness in the Bond street case, ! You're to report back at once." n! "said Dawson Haig. "Also blast! The Bond street case Is a | flc-bite to what I know to under lie this! Ah. well! Can you talk like a Chicago gunman. Wickham?" ' he asked. | "Afraid not. sir! Lancashire sees i me out." i "What about you. Norwich?" | 'I was counting on you. Iaspec j Lor!" "H?'!" said Dawson H a i g; when: "Obviously," Matt Kearney inter rupted. "you're forgetting me! I j don't claim to talk like a Chicago J gunman, but I have, I am told, a recognizable American accent." | Kaig hestitated, staring, then: By heaven!" said he, "my bump ling into you tonight has been a .|double blessing! Wickham?' he ! glanced at the latter?"you'll come ,'back in the car with me. Norwich, , carry on?but with Mr. Kearney, i here, in my place. Why the Farmer's Dollar Buys Less Than the Other Fellow's Union Wage Scale I . Distribution * | Wage Scale Processing Wage Scale $ Farm Laborer's Work $ Farmer's Own Work $ Here is an interesting chart pre pared by The Pathfinder to show why the farmer can not buy .his share of the products of industry. The farmer himself can buy only 20 (cents worth of products for an j hour's work. The farm laborer is I better off, for he can buy 25 cents .worth. The worker in the process ing line gets twice as much as the i farmer?that is. 40 cents. The j worker in the distributing business j averages 50 cents, and the union worker, who tops the scale, averages 175 cents. The wages cited arc based i ? on national averages. "Now the question comes right up," says The Pathfinder, "how can the farmers of the United States? and that half of the nation which counts on the farmers for business ?hope to cut loose and spend money, when they find that everything they want to buy is priced on a basis which dalls for the payment of wages which are from two to five times what they can get for their own work? Can anything be done about this great injustice, which is holding the whole country back?" EDUCATING THAT CHILD OF YOURS "The Child's First School is the Family"?Froebel Issued by the National Kindergarten Association, 8 West 40th Street, New York City. These articles are appearing weekly in our Coi iimns. THE DANGER ZONE MARY ELEANOR SMITH Peggy. aged five, was seated on the hearthrug, busily engaged at playing "company." Her two dolls were sitting on their dimuitive chairs with tiny cups and saucers balanc ! ed on their knees. I, too. had company, and in be tween our gossip my guest and I listened to Peggy's conversation. "How do you do. Mrs. Brown," she was saying. "I'm so glad you came. Mummy says you're a lovely ncigh ] bor and?' I She went on talking. My visitor jand I smiled at one another, ninus :ed. I When next we listened. Peggy's conversation haci taken another ! turn. There was more company coming, evidently. "Oh, Mrs Brown, there's Mrs. Jones?I'm sorry, for she's such a bor^" Peggy's small nose was ele vated, and a tiny sniff denoted her feelings. Here her visitor entered. "Oh. Mrs. Jones, I'm so glad to see you!" 1 Peggy's smile was angelic now, {was so like that of the over-polite i hostess, that my visitor remarked. j"She has it right down pat. Sur prising how quickly they learn!" j j I was feelin so lighthearted that my child's imitation of her mother's' j occasionally practiced duplicity did jnot seriously affect me. But Peggy ' had another card up her sleeve. For a time all was quiet. Peggy was contentedly munching the thin I bread and butter sandwiches and | wee cakes I had made for her tea party. We watched her politely handing them to each of the dolls in turn, noticed how .solicitious she was as to empty cups and sugar and lemon. | "Its so nice to have children brought up like that." my visitor remarked. "Only five, and she knows i I how to receive company to perfec-! tlon. Only think what an asset a , daughter like that will be to you j when she grows up." "Oh, Peggy takes to entertaining ' as a duck takes to water." I modest- j ly admitted. Secretly I was more than a little proud of the way Peggy was looking to her laurels. Of course ,1 knew she was being extra good, but still? I It was just at this time that Peggy .decided to play the hidden card. ' "Oh, Mrs. Jones, did you hear about Mrs. Pike?" Peggy leaned for ward, in her chair, with well-stimu lated interest. I glanced over at my visitor, who happened to be Mrs. Pike. She wus j smiling a little, amused at the child's ! prattle, mildly curious as to what she I was going to say a'bout her. I "Well,' Peggy went on breathless ly, "I heard?but dont you ever, ever j tell, for I heard Mummy tell Daddy i in con-confidence?" Peggy rolled ! the long word around with relish? "I heard that though she had luver ly things to eat at her house, and made out to be such a luverly cook, she really couldn't cook a teeny, "And now, Kearney, listen: Here's priceless 'copy' for you? though I don't know how you're going to get back!?" "It doesn't matter, I'll find a way." "You'll have to gamble on a stray taxi. But this is what I want you to do. . . weeny bit. and was running a bill at the bakery, and they were going to sue her. and?" What dreadful things Peggy was going to say next I shall never jknow. My face was scarlet as I j.sternly ordered her to stop immedi ately. Never had I felt so ashamed iof my little girl?the little girl who was to be such an asset to me when she grew up. I heartily wished the (earth would open and swallow me j up. as I saw the look of icy hauteur ,on Mrs. Pike's face. "You naughty, naughty girl," I 1 said to her. as yet, unabashed Peggy, " to say such things as that?I'm ashamed of you Go to your room. Your father will see to you when he cOmes home!" "But. Mummy, it's only w-what I h-heard." Peggy was crying now. Of course. Mrs. Pike never came ; again, and, of course. Peggy had spoken the truth when she said, "it's only what I heard. I began to realize that a little five year-old heard and understood much, much more than her Daddy and I had thought possible ! It was not Peggy's fault that she had spoken as she did. If it was all right for Mummy and Daddy for j their little girl, and that was the way Peggy had reasoned. ) Dadtfy did not reprove Peggy [when he came home, after all. We t talked the matter over, and came | to the conclusion that the only way ; to teach Peggy not to talk scandal, i was not to talk scandal ourselves. ? Silver Star Decoration The Silver Star ranks next be low the Distinguished Service Cross as a decoration for rnlor. The , Purple Heart ranks next helow the Distinguished Service Medal, which I Is the highest deeorntlon fur meri torious service not Involving per sonal bravery. Ancient Egg* The largest of the eggs produeed by ostriches living today are only i about three-fourths as large as fos | sll ostrich eggs that have been I found in China. ? . | GOOD-BY, PORK-CHOPS j Shrinkle, shrinkle, little pork-chop, | 'As you soar to prices high. Are you going from us forever, I In the "New Deal's" clouded sky? ;How I cherish your fond memory, In the days beyond recall, ;When you graced the festive table, J Of the really great and small; I When the working man would greet ! you, When from toil his day was done, ,'And you graced his family platter, 1 And was loved by everyone; Good-by pork-chop, dear old friend, Now the teardrops fill my eyes, We were pals along life's pathway, Till AAA planned otherwise. ?ALVIN A. GOODWIN. ? I Cleopatra's Needle Tlie hieroglyphs on the obellRk known as Cleopatra's Needle are : Inscribed In vertical columns ivhlch j are read from the top downward, the middle column In honor of I Tbothmos, by whom the obelisk was I first erected, and the side columns [ In honor of Itameses IL ? Wood It Porous Wood, fiber board, textiles are : more or less porous. The porosity ! varies from 25 per cent In ebony to 75 per cent in balsam wood or | fiher boards. NOTICE TO CREDITOR8 In The United States District Court. j For The Eastern District of North Carolina 1 Elizabeth City Division In Bankruptcy No. 263 In the Matter of Claudo Louis Zlegler, Bank rupt. I Tlie jM-t it ion of ('laudc lamia Zicclcr, of j Kli/.ilu-tli City, North Carolina, for a full ilia . charge in Bankruptcy. havinit been filial in said | ' (Vmrt, it is ordered by the Court that a hear j ilia be had on Septeinher 2nd 11133, before Hon. I. M. Meekins, Judge of said Court, at i Washington. North Carolina, at 12 oVlork M.. and that all knoun creditors and other inter | ested jiersoiis may appear at said time and I place and show insl cansc. if any they have I why the prayer of said petition should not be, ? (.'ranted. J I-'ayetteville, N. this August 1st. 1!13."i. i it. \v. iiKuitivn. jeAgft -ISWH-2t. I", X. Iteferee in Bankruptcy. NOTICE OF BALE By Tirtuc of the authority contained in that certain deed of tru-t cinntol on the 2nd |day of October litSI. by Auto & Has Knidne | | Works. t<> Graham \V. Bell, Trustee, ami re-' 'corded in the office of the Register of Il^ds i for l'.is<iuiit,nik I'otinty. in Book mi, at I'aKe j i Mil, <!i fault having been maile in tile cuii !ilitions of -aill ileisl of trust the undersigned j I Trustee will, on the 1 ti day of August. 1!I3.", iat 12:IHI o'clock noon, at the I'ourt House1 |door of I'usiiutank I'oiuity, X. offer for sale at l>t|h|ie auction to tile hikhest bidder for; cash, the foliowiuu described pro|ie."ty: All that certain profierty situated in Ifliz-' ahetli t'ity Township. I'asqnotnnk ?'otmty, ] X. i'.. and more particularly described as | follows; 1ST TRAt'T: Situate on the Xorth side of l'ark Street in Klizaheth t'ity anil Com mencing 24o feet from the Xorthcast corn-1 er of l'ark Street and Butler's Lane; thence Kastwardly along l'ark Street 4!i fist to a stake; thence Northwardly 1HM feet to J. ! 11. Bearing's land; thence Westwardly along ? said Fearing line 4.1 feet; thence South-j wardly alum; a line parallel uitli Butler's Lane to the place of beginning; same lie-1 ins the property conveyed to the t;ratitor| by Mary S. Barker by deed recorded in Book | 60, Paee -13. 2ND THAI T: T! - ?ted iu Kl'.Jibtth <;,r, certain lot lyinj on soilage Street. and be A. the Northward ?>!()??' i f?-t Wevtwardly ft .m | being known ami <!?:^it. on tlie iilat o! \V. a-,.; \ recorded in the oil ire JiMils for PiniuoUoK i Hock 21. Page ?>. viid 1 tlte K*st by lait No. 1; ,, Parsonage Strret: on ? vt 3. and on North I?> !. ( ' and being the otn i II. M. Keel-j by \\ A \'. Ih-ed dated M.ii'U 12 , to; ed in the ttlTiec of t ie !( Pasquotank I'ounty, N i A deposit of five jet <-. .,t bid will be required f. at tlie hour of saleT*""" This notice dated and j of July, 1?3.k 3 UltUlAM \\ J;,-,. c-Jyi!6-4t. ?, r Aunro t ? ruuLI^f.TIOf, tjS . NORTH CAROLINA, In the s?r-, P CAMDEN COUNTY. C*"l MART LIZZIE TURNER, Flalr.Pff vs. FRANK LEE TURNER. Defendant It aiirearinjs from 11, Tifrrrf?? Turner. in tin Tiirnt'r, tlie defendant ! n found ill I'aiiidt'U fount v, t due delisenee he found in II,, Carolina. and it fitrtin i ratlse of action oxi.-t.> a?.un as follows, to-wit: I For divoree a Yutrtdo M ! irn.niids of ahaiid'hirt if <i,.| . defendant from the Hi at l two years, and that thin i. . . in which service oi suiuin : ? : publication. IT IN TIlKlfFKUUi:. orl.i. ! Ire served on said Ffjnk I. . I , lication and to that and t! at action he riuhlislpnl pace a Weeks ill The Independent, j ed ill l'aM|ilotank t'oiilily, ?: title of the action ind pirp, and reqtiirinit the det.-isiatit t office of the tMerit of the Sic , t'amden County, in the t County, on the i!I*J_day . ? s. and answer or demur in tie ? plaintiff. Tlds the 1'Jtli ilay'fif Jiilv i I.. ?. I.CAItY, <M?i^^: tie s . , , eurnjyjo-dt. i# a DOWN GOES THE PRICE OF SHAVING COMFORT L\% PR&BAK Pfi t ri? Ri 11 b wr h 2?< 's\y nadiwitta. ^ i o*7?*^ tm.res.u.s.pat,off. c^ttj other patents pehdinc Probak Junior fits all Gillette A Probak razors CflBOligfl CRESTtir IIA... Just 0|T HOTEL, , On beautiful NORTH CAROLINA AVE. ATLANTIC CITY Serving a Tray Breakfast to your room any time up to 11 o'clock witfibut any charge for breakfast fit service. Every Room Has Private Bath* and at least I -"1 large windows Rates As Low As $2.50 aftd up Fairbaiin, Inc. | HI . 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