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SECOND FLOOR, WASHINGTON BUILDING 120 North Main Street Phone No. 7 SALISBURY, N. C. —mu ii i— i—i in—i—— ■■wr—maniiM iBii iiiwu'i INNER COIL We guarantee our Inner Coil Installation. NEW OR REBUILT ONE DAY SERVICE Taylor Mattress Co. PHONE 6 Awnings Venetian Blinds Make-Believe Bride by Ruth Harlev ~ ELEVENTH INSTALMENT "No, thank you,” she said, and kept o walking. "We needa you. Come, we no hurt you. Alla we ask is you stop and get farmer give us gas. Yes?” | "Sure?” she ksfced, knowing as she looked at them that if she re ■ fused they would make her go with ■ them anyway. "Certainly,” insisted the man, while the other evil-looking occu pant of the car said. "That’s all we want, miss. Can’t go much farth er without gas, and there ain’t any stations around. Sometimes farm ers ain’t so generous, even if you offer them money. But they’d do it for you, I guess.” "Well, I’m afraid they’ll think I’m a tramp, for I certainly did have an accident and my 3ress is a wreck.” A moment later she got in the car and they started coasting down . hill. As they neared the end of ■ the hill, they saw a trim farmhouse I and slowly came ft> a stop before^ ir. "Now, miss, you go and tell them you want some gas, as you met with an accident, and you want to get to town. Then, after you get it we drive you five miles more and let you go.. Yes? You understand?” But as Maris went up the path she was filled with a strange mis giving. What sort of men were these, she had been with? Why didn’t one of them go and speak to the farmer? They’d been quite de cent to her, put her in the back seat and paid little attention to her. j But every now and then they had; whispered together. Once she heard one say, "He’s a double-crosser, all j right.” And later the older man had said, "Well, what would you expect when he’s worked out this .scheme to trick his ofn father?” Then they had been silent so long . that Maris wondered if they would i ever speak again. They did twice —once to say emphatically to her, j "Now, remember when they ask you where the accident happened, I you tell them, 'On the long road’.” [ Again one whispered in a loud voice, "Guess young Stan’s got the fright of his life, trying to put us off like that. The nerve, Jetting us do all the dirty work and not even wanting to pay ior it, Dut insisting on having all the profits. Well, wi won’t let him off so easily nex: time.” And the dark-complexionec man had flashed his companion ar evil glance. As Maris walked up to the doo of the house, she felt the concen trated gaze of several pairs of eye on her. But in answer to her knock the door was opened just a littl crack, while Maris could hear thi shuffle of heavy shoes on the floor "Can you let us have some ga so we can get po town?” she asked "We’ve had an accident.” "You have?” said the farmer opening the door a bit wider "Maybe you’d rather come in ant get patched up here. I’ll send oni of the boys out to the car.” Before she realized it, she was in side the house, surrounded by sev eral county policemen. She tried t< back away. What had she landed ir now, she wondered, "Don’t be scared, miss,” sa|J om of the men, "but if you value youi life, tell us the truth. I^aw fai have vou come in that car?” Maris looked helplessly about her Then, sensing there was something very wrong with the men she’t been ridiag with, she blurted oui the truth. "We’ve got them,” cried one ol the men. "Not yet, young feller,” criec another of the officers. "There’ll be murder done if we go out. Now little girl, I hate to ask you to dc it, but will you go back to the cat and tell them—as innocent-like a; you can—that we’re just having breakfast here and wouldn’t thev like to come in. Here, be bitins into one of them hot biscuits and tell them you’d like to stay.” Quickly Maris stepped outside, and, running down the path, did as she was told. An angry scowl swept across the driver’s face. "We don’t want any breakfast. Plenty of time to get it when we get to the city. Go back and tell them that.” The other man looked dis appointed and started mutterings He was evidently hungry. ■ i were just sitting down to DreaKiasi and thought maybe you’d like : bite if you been having troubli l with your car. So come in and sii i down. We can get the gas after wards.” He showed them into thi low-ceilinged kitchen where break fast was set. But as the driver of the ca looked around, he said, "I think I’t like to wash my hands first.” "You would, would you?” criec an officer, rushing in. His twi companions seized the other. "Well , you’ll be able to get that done ii jail.” , Swearing in Italian and English . the men tried tP wriggle from thei 1 captors’ arms, but the officer ant : his helpers quickly subdued them They dragged them from thi • house into their car which had beer ■ hidden beneath a three hn- ' > ye^r old lilac bush, i With the men safely out of thi house, the farmer went to the toi r . 1 .,W*TT- It , - 1 me ecn«ii step:*. wen, mom ■jyou and the girls better come up I stairs now. That was a prett) | smart bit of work, all right,” h< I called. Then as they sat down to break ..fast, the farmer told how word hac been flashed that a big truckful ol | silk from one of the nearby mill' had been held up and driven awaj by the robbers. But eveidently there had been some dispute about the sharing of the booty, and twe of the men had disappeared in a small sedan. The driver, left senseless at the (roadside, had finally come to, and ] reaching the farmhouse had sent lout his S O S to the police. But the ;car with the archplotters had run out of gas, and evidently taken a I wrong road, so that when it had 1 been sighted a few miles up the , road the police had had time to get i the word on the road, and Maris had played her part in their cap ture. "Well, you were a mighty plucky girl to ride with them thugs, but how come you were on the road so early in the jnorning?” ”T!tei^jfPflM^«.Magis has told la sudden blackness seemed to en | velope her. With a cry, the farm er’s wife rose and rushed to her side I just in time to save her from strik ing her head against the table. "The poor little girl! Quick, Til lie, bring some cold water, and then turn down the bed in the spare room. I guess all this terrible ex I citement’s been too much for her.” | When Maris opened her eyes, again, she found herself in a cool, dormer-winds^tfd room with snowy white curtains at the windows and a big bowl of flowers on the win-j dow ledge. She looked slowly around her. Where was she, she wondered. It was a pretty room, but how had she ever got there? Then the generous-bosomed wo man in the quaint flowered-sprig - ed cotton gown who was sitting by * her side said, “Feeling some better \now, my dear?” l| "Oh, yes,” she whispered. “I’m| : airaid i ve been an awiul nuisance ' to you. I must get home.” i "No, no, not yet. You couldn’t j rise just yet, but if you can tell me 1 where your friends are, I’ll call ' them up.” "Oh, but that would scare Pat sy. I’d better talk to her myself.” She tried to rise, but slumped back :,on the pillows again. 'J "There, my dear, you mustn’t 1 try just yet. Won’t you let me talk to your folks I’ll be mighty care full what I say—tell them just what you want me to.” "All right. I guess you’d bet ter,” Maris said, and told her Pat sy’s number. Then she fell asleep again. It was late afternoon when she | j woke, and through the open win ; dow drifted in the gay hum of a ' laggard bee, and the fragrance of j fall flowers. She closed her eyes I again as once more she thought of I the fate she had escaped. What a |fool she had been! She’d lost Rod, ^for of course he wouldn’t be inter ested in her any more. cu„>j c-_tu.._ ferent. She was only too glad that | ishe had found out in time what a' ! contemptible cad he was. Maybe, ! after all, Rowene had found out J his real character. She might well J be congratulating herself on her 'escape. Patsy had been rght. Men like Stan ddn’t have much sense of honor where girls like her were concerned. She clenched her fists, as she thought of her escape. Then she thought of what her crazy infatuation had cost. Her job would be gone, for of course she could never go to Fayson’s again. She’d spent nearly every penny in her savings account so she could be all dressed up. Now the very thought of the clothes she had bought was hateful to her. Once more she_ drifted off to sleep. Then just as dusk was fall ing she woke again, and suddenly she sat up in bed. The door of her bedroom wasj softly opened, and Patsy tiptoed | lightly to the bedside. "Maris, honey,” she whispered as she bent over her. "Oh, Pat, you darling, will you ever forgive me? I’ve been an aw- “ ful fool, and now when I’m strand ed you’re the only one I could call on.” Her eyes filled with tears. "There, Maris, there’s nothing to forgive. I’m just so glad you were lucky enough to strike folks like the Uawsons. lhey seem the kindest people. They’re insisting that Jimmy and I will stay over night too so we won’t strike all the Sunday night traffic.” "And you’ll take me home with you, Patsv, even if I’m broke and—” "Of cource we will, and we’re j not going to say another thing about it. I know you never really loved Stan Fayson. You were just carried away by the glamour that surrounded him. But when you know all that we know about him, you’ll thank your lucky stars that you never went through any mar riage ceremony with him.” Maris was silent. She could not yet understand why she had fallen) for Stan’s love-making, why she1 never realized till their last ridc; what the expression of scorn on I those lips of his signified, nor whatj it might mean to her to marry a man who couldn’t get along with _ t- _ — .. I She shut her eyes tightly, as she! turned to Patsy. "Oh, Patsy, ifj only I could ever forget all this;! if only I’d listened to you.” j "There, Maris, don’t feel so* badly. You haven’t committed any! crime like Stan—there, I didn’t! mean to tell you,” she said as Maris | opened her eyes wide and jumped! up. * f Continued Next Issue LAND POSTERS for sale at The* Watchman Office. 1 The officer and his helpers quickly subdued them. xxo uitj uuug ttiuunu, unucuu :d, the farmer opened the door and tailed out, "Ain’t you boys com ing? The biscuits is getting cold.” "Better run along,” the driver said to Maris. "We’ll follow you.”; Then turning to his companion, he' said, "Park the gats here. I guess they’re a bunch of rubes. They don’t know who they’re going to entertain.” By this time Maris had entered the house, and the farmer quickly told her to follow his daughter to the cellar. "It’s the safest place. You’ve been riding with a bunch af thugs. But I reckon it’ll be their i last ride for a good long while.” "Well, said the farmer as the men approached the door, "w« me an uuuul il, ms uaugnter said. "It’s all right, and just as soon as she gets a cup of coffee she’s going to call up her folks. She’s had her own troubles, too, but I guess they’re over now.” "Well, well, that’s fine, and now I reckon I’d better get out to the fields or we’ll never get any work done with all this excitement, for even if it’s Sunday the beasts must be fed.” But as the men left the table, Maris turned to the farmer’s wife. "I wonder if you’d let me call up Patsy now?” she asked. "Of course you may. The phone’s right there,” and she pointed to the hall. But as Maris rose from the table Keep a Good Laxative always in your home Among the necessities of home is a good, reliable laxative. Don’t be without one! Do your best to pre vent constipation. 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