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THE jqgiftriS^PATOKyr.: NOTES FROtM THE “HIRED MAN’S SCRAP BOOK” By 3. B. WILLIAMS shell dealer, whose eyes left Speed’s face, dived » the erowd. No one els» saw rEfhtning gestnre with which I eBtlaw jerked his cans, was a glint in both his a split fraction of a sec- • tefore the forty-fires tlash- jUid roared and spoke again. ■'a weapons had . hardly ned when they were ’wrecked their holsters. The third shot ■deed the cigar from his Mth, and the fourth went side- at another mark on the edge of the gaming table, a man who had drawn at I same time as Fallon, dropp- hls gun from a cenreiess his wrist streaming blood. I^eed backed away, eyes rak- Beg the crowd, guns held close mmi. ready. told you I wasn’t patient, amd I ain’t,” he said, in a voice Maitland never had heard. "But Wn’ elected camp boss on a ■latform of cussedness, I accept ■eeordin’. Nothin’ on legs will arws Porcupine Bridge till the kiwtl from here to there is in Aape, and in good shape. The taiB is barred for four days ■work. If anyone doubts about ■or havin’ the guts to make that CCMd. they can signify their '^isws here and now by sayin’ Bar and coyote.” U was the third evening after Che barring of the trail. Maitland loond his partner talking alone 666 checks COLDS and FEVER first day liquid, TaUet% Headaches EUrct Noee Drops in 30 minutes ^ HAVENT HAO I GOLD IN IWE YEARS" the old days I used to dread tb# ■■tov 9t Winter. I was always flghUnf irfito—faellng about ball allro—tryl^ to ■■ft witb my body aeblng and erery .Herrs ^ •fbmu me aftoftt McOoy’s ttrer on TableU with thsU marrelous ■fn« A and D. I started to take them jwrs afo and I baren't had a cold that time. 1^7*$ tablets put new life In folks; _ ap resistance so anyone can laugh at germs. They make weak, skinny people steady-nerred and rigorous. They’re fol!’’ • tfat genuine HcOoy’s Cod Llrer Oil ta from your druggist today. Don't ■floey on imitations. 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C. wltb Brent near a roughly bridged crossing at the upper end of the road work, which a landslide that day had interrupt ed. During three days, new steam ers had been pouring Into Skag- way a mob of adventurers— "Sweepings’’ of the Coast towns as well as bona fide prospectors who knew nothing of the cause of the dispute and cared less. Fallon had been packing them In at Llarsvlllo to vote the trail open; had chosen a posse of gun men in advance from among the wildest. Before this gathering threat, most of the trail workers had given way. “They’s a short string of us will go the limit, It you want to,” Brent was saying. Speed shook his head. "It wouldn’t be no kind of a break for the boys who made this trail to get hung for It. Tell them to pick up their tools, leave her open and stand clear.” “rve got an old deer gun back to camp,” Brent shifted the quid slowly in his cheek. "She ain’t seed no real action sence she fit a string of hide thieves from a buffalo waller away back in ’71. I'd ruther shoot her out than see you called that way.” There was acknowledgement in Speed’s smile, but he declined the proposal, and the old-timer gloomily withdrew to carry his decision to the few men who were still waiting for it. “Better trail with him. Bud,” Speed said to his partner, “and look up Garnet. We ain’t seen him for two days.” "What are you going to do?” Maitland asked, with a forebod ing that Speed had not disclosed his real intention. “We agreed once,’’ said the outlaw, after a pause, “that I’d warn you and we’d split pardners if I ever went up against the Law. Seems like I’ve reached that junction, Bud. I’m into, this play neck deep and I can’t quit.” Maitland gave a sober nod of half-compreheoFiafr. “It’s on’y 'hiy hand Fallon's callin’,’’ Speed explained earnest ly and with more emphasis. “He’ll head through here, first with his shebang, and either he don’t cross this bridge, or I don’t live to see it. But he has the backin' of the miners’ law, or will have, by sun-up—” “Mob I.aw,” Maitland amend ed. “If you don’t see your way to quit, Speed, you can’t count me out. On principle. I’d—” The \VTesterner groaned. "You ornery down-East Yanks, with your principles and proverbs— Listen, Bud. 'Whether I ever reach Dawson or not don’t mat ter a whole lot; with you it's dif ferent. It's what you come for. I've figured Garnet as your chance of gettin’ there. . . .” But there is no law. East or West, and no tie as strong as that which binds a man to a partner against fighting odds, and with Maitland the bond had been steelwoven by the memory of a bleak day in the Sound. Cardui Helped Lady For Nervousness and Run-Down Condition •T have taken Cardul several times ftMc weak, run-down -:»ndl- tlon and It has helped me,” writes Mie. Walter M. Coulon, of Forsyth, Oa. “I was nervous and suffering from a weak condition. There were days when I had to lie down during the day. I sent for six bot tles of Cardul, as it had helped me before. Cardul gave me strength, stopped the nervousness and helped me ha every way.” ... Cardul may be Just what you need. It can’t do you any harm, so t;hy not try it? Thousands of women testify Car dul benefited them. If It does not benefit YOU, consult a physician. ft ■ bottle, at drug stores. IT’S SMART TO BE THRimf TRATS WHY SO MANY PEOPLE ARE TURNING TO W estinghouse Electric Refrigerators Actual government tests proved that WESTINGHOUSE operates on 25 to 57 per cent less enrrent than used by seven other leading electrical refrigerators. Come in and see the 1935 Models Now On Display. Wilkes Electric Co. Phone 328 North Wilkesboro, N. C. Spedd here found himselt oppos ing something as elemental as his own refusal to yield. * * * The creek bad a glacial can yon, with smooth'rock faceq'ln the bed, and a timber growth that started well up on the steep banks. Above a defile connecting with the bridge, there was a rocky bluff which commanded a long view of the canyon and of the trail along the rim. Its weak ness lay In a broken gulch that fell from it into the creek on the north side, and its possible exposure to gunfire from the hills on the other bank. It would be difficult to take, however, on the side facing the trail. Here, within a rock corral, some goods lay stacked; provis ions, a water canteen, several boxes of shells and a forty-four Winchester carbine. The outlaw had evidently foreseen what was coming. During supper he was • brood- ingly quiet. A blood-red moon was rising through the timber. It lighted the mountain head lands, and left vesty deep sha dows, made more tenebrous by the occasional howl of a Umber wolf, a lynx’s shrill bark, or the hoot of an owl. He picked up the carbine, his eyes on some thing Invisible to Maitland, far up the trail. But presently he set the gun down. "That’s Pete’s mare,” he said. A burred shape moved in the distant timber shadows. When it crossed a lane of moonlight, Maitland recognized the mare and the boy. Guided by a sight as keen as Speed’s, Peter came toward them as they descended the bluff. There was something gallant and fine,.. Maitland thought, about that slight, boy ish figure. - " On meeting them, Pete gave him a reserved nod; glanced irom the bluff to the hills across the canyon, and spoke to Speed. "Need an exter gun hand?” “I got one too many now,’’ Speed muttered. "Then, will you let me go through? I could ford the creek," Pete pleaded simply. "That wouldn’t be ‘crossin’ it on legs’.” Speed’s eyes rested on the mare's light saddle pack, and then on the boy’s face, which looked pale In the half-darkness. “Headin’ tor Bennett alone?” he asked. Pete nodded. "My partner— Bill’s dead.” The words gave Maitland a peculiar shock. "How?’’ Speed asked softly. “He was in a game—in Skag- way—with some of Fallon’s men. Lost his outfit. He'd been drink- in'. They found him on the beach,—afterwards—drowned.” Speed did not speak for a mo ment. Then he said, “How do you aim to make out, kid?’’ "There’s a man In the Yukon Bill was to meet on the lakes,” Pete said hesitantly. "I’m goin’ up to find him. If I don’t see you boys again—” the formal tone broke slightly—‘Tm wlshln’ you luck ...” He was in the saddle and a- way. The mare shot down the defile at a headlong gallop, took the full span of the bridge in a beautiful leap, and flashed up the hill on the other side Into timber. !IHB TOWN OF YAWN Mr friend, tore yon’neafd of the toim’ of Tkvn, On the bnnke^ ot the River Slow, ..3 'Where blooms the Waitawhile flower fair. And the Somtimerorother scents the air, And the soft Goeasya grow? It llw on the valley of Whatathe- In the province of Letltsllde, That tired feeling Is native there Its the home of the listless I- don’tcare, Where the PuUtofts abide. • * * The Clock of life Is wound bpt once And no man has the power To tell Just when the hands will stop. At late or early hour. Now is the only time you own, Live, Love, Toll, with a will; Place no faith In "Tomorrow,” for The Clock, may then be still. • • • See a man down and boost him up, Peace will overflow your cup. See a man down and let him stay Is certainly not a man’s way. * * « ROOM AT THE TOP There Is plenty of rom at the top, a time-worn but truthful ex pression. The bottom of every business ladder Is crowded with a seething, restless and discon tented mass, each man envying the comparatively few at the top, yet doing nothing to reach there. Why is this? WJiy don’t more men get ahead? One would think that with so much dissatisfaction there would be more effort to progress. But no, this army of fortune hunters A half mil© to the south the trail came in view over a timber ed mountain shoulder. In the ris ing sun, the trees cast long sha dows across it, and it was a flickering in the rosy aisles be tween them that gave the signal. A team of gray mules topped the rise, shielding the men be hind. Other pack animals follow ed, and their drivers gathered on the vantage ground, peering down the long vista toward the creek crossing. There was a puff of smoke; a bullet screamed over the bluff through the morning silence; then came the sharp rifle crack. Out of the blue can yon mist, a great-winged golSen eagle rose and soared away. “We’re Jake so long as they keep in the creek,” said Speed. “She flattens out short of the bridge . . . Unless they can dig past under the near bank. Watch that gully, Bud.’’ He drew the six-shooters from his belt and in spected them; then raised his head carefully above the rim of the rock corral to get a steeper view. His eye raked the canyon be low for a glimpse of Fallon. Sud denly, a bullet went “spang’’ over the rampart, and he slid back with a grunt, shaking away the blood that oozed from a raw seam abov© his temple. Smoke was swirling out of some brush a few yards below the point where the trail reached the creek bottom. “Nobody lied,” said Speed, as he tore a handkerchief and tied It round the wound, “when they said this man Fallon couli^shoot. But I got him placed no^’’ Changing his position, he edg ed along the boulders till he touched the outer rim. A bullet hissed between bis neck and the rock, with a glancing spark. Speed wheeled out and fired In tbe same instant. “Nicked him gun arm,” he said, as he whipped back into shelter. “Fallon shoots best left- handed. ■ft’latch your gulch. Bud.” Wisps of smoke eddied out from various points high in the timber. The men who had start ed the ascent, paused irresolute ly. These shots from above came as a surprise, throwing a new and disturbing factor into their plan. They suspected that Speed had planted a guard on the hill to protect the bluff, and they had no way of guessing its strength. Finally they dropped back into the canyon, to consult, it seemed, with their leader. “You haven’t any men up on that hill?” Maitland asked Speed. Speed’s grin was mysterious. "Ain’t I, though. I got one, and he’s as good as a gang. The lit tle devil had It all figured when he crossed th© bridge.” “Pete!” Maitland exclaimed. But their attention was now summoned back to the posse. They caught a glimpse of Fallon with his arm in a bandage, giv ing orders. Until now Speed had content ed himself mainly with making the trail impassable. Now he shot with a searching Intent to kill, hoping the while that Pete would vacate hfs position. But the gun kept speaking on the hill; the boy was standing bis ground. After the first few yards of as cent, the timber on the near bank offered the attackers a helpful screen. Speed’s eye came back to the boulders on the oth er side of th© creek. It he could reach these, he could sweep a wider arc of hill, with no im pending trees. He was gathering up the am munition to make this desperate move when a sudden din from below stopped him. Maitland, from his lookout, shouted above the roar, “Look!” The deep voice of a heavy- calibred gun was booming and reverberating through the can yon. It had halted the men on the hill, who now answered it by pouring a hot fire Into the creek. Bullets were splashing like rain around a wiry, gray headed figure who was fording the creek through a blue smoke haze, toward the boulders Speed had had in view. Coolly munclng a large tobaco wad, he returned th© broadside as hfr went, with out haste, but with terrible ef fect. “By Ginger!” cried Speed. “It’s Brent’s deer gun. And ain’t she a-talkln’!” At this point there was a weavering In th© rear of the crowd. A hum ran electrically down the pack train, and Fallon summoned back his men with an exultant shout. The crowd spread out to give way to a cavalcade coming down the trail. “Soldiers?” Maitland- asked in wonder. (Continued next^ week)’^ joat plods along, 4hr in nnd dsr out, WISHINO lor unccen, HOP ING tl^ to some waj’ it vrfll come, but never aclukily PLAN- NlNG‘sna WORBONQ tor. it. The arwage tnalf never does any eonstruotiivi wort, kv' - “A man ean thtafc blmselt in the direetlon be wants to go. But must THINK HABD--4u»a enough to make him enthusias tic, conrageons and detained —^hard enough to make him glad to work towards a. detlnlte goal. Then he is beaded toward sne- cess, the only direction any of ns conld possibly want to go. Putting it in a tew eold words, yonr shccess IS UP TO YOU. It yon keep going, going under, go ing over, going aronnd all ' ob stacles, as occasion requires, yon will finish at the head of the heap. Be optimistic and strong will ed. Say to yonrself, "it Smith makes so many thousand a year In my business, I can, too, and I will! There is plenty of room at the top, and It’s so much more pleasant there. Being jostled a- round at the bottom with the crowd is no fun. Kills Man In Defoisc of ^ Paofhteifa Honor Paaeagonla, MM., March 11— A vasatjon^to the seashore for tWQ families of Obio^ifilf^AorB raa Into stark tragedy today when Rev, J. y;5Payao, Baptist minister, and bis wife were jail ed on marder ebarges for’*"tbe fcHllag of of WUliam Ewing, 63, whom Mrs. Psyae said she found In “a compromising-poeition” with her 15-ymr-old danghter. The wife,' Mrs. Vivian Lneile Payne, 43, admitted the shooting. She said she trailed her dangh- tsr, Gladys, a pretty blond, from a tent where sh# was snpposed to be asleep, to u antomobile parked on the beach and found her lying with Ewing beneath a blanket. > ^ . ■ Friend reader—remember, that today the sun shines—It’s your day—make the most of It—to morrow it might be raining. Marrying Champion Prances Harrington, 34, has Just been married for the seventh time to the man who was also her first and third companion at the altar, so now she’s Mrs. Frances Carter McGill Carter Smith Walhen Smith Carter, of Browning, Mo. All her former husbands are living. Her moth er was married tour times, her father three.. — ADMINISTRATOR’S NOTICE Having qualified as adminis trator of the estate of Charlie Cothren, deceased, this Is to noti fy all persons having claims a- gainst said estate to present them to the undersigned admin istrator at Lomax, N. C. on or before the 16th day of February, 1936, or this notice will be pleaded In bar of their recovery against the estate, all persons indebted to said estate will make immediate payment to the undersigned administrator. This 16th day of Feb., 1935. BURLIE BAUGUESS, Administrator Estate of Charlie Cothren, Dec’d. 3-25-6t-(J) RESOLUTION CALLING FOR PRIMARY AND E!I,ECTION FOR THE TOWN OF NORTH WILKESBORO. At a meeting duly called of the Board of Elections for Wilkes County, on motion duly seconded and carried, it is hereby ordered that the primary for the Town of North 'WJilkesboro to nomi nate Mayor, Members* of the Town Board of Commissioners and School Trustees for said Town be held on Monday, April 22, 1935, and that th© election shall be held on Tuesday, May 7th, -1935; upon motion duly seconded and carried Keller El ler is hereby appointed registrar and that Glenn Cox and Jeter Blackburn are herebj- appointed judges to hold said municipal election and primary for the town of North Wilkesboro, and that said primary and election shall be conducted and carried on under and pursuant with the laws now In force governing town primaries and elections for the town of North Wilkesboro. It is further ordered that said primary and election be held in City Hall (North Wilkesboro, N. C.) only voting place for the' town election located on B Street; it is further ordered that the registration books* bo kept open lor new qualified registr ants at the Town Hail Saturday. March 30, 1935, Saturday, April 6, 1936, and Saturday, April 13, 1935, and that Saturday, April 20, 1935, is hereby designated challenge day; and the registrar herein appointed shall be In the Town Hall on the Saturdays hereinbefore mentioned and dis charge his duties as said regis trar in accordance with the laws governing registration and challenging of voters. That all qualified electors de siring to vote in the municipal primary and election for the town of North Wilkesboro, un less already registered for town elections, shall register at the place above designated on or be fore Saturday, April 13, 1935. It is further ordered that all candidates for nomination for town offices and school trustees file their notice of candidacy at least five days before primary herein called, accompanied by a fe© of two dollars, with the Chairman of Board of Elections for Wilkes County in accordance with the provisions of laws now governing primaries and elec tions for the Town of North Wil kesboro. It Is further ordered that a copy of this resolution be posted on the door of the Town Hall for th© town of North Wilkes boro and that a copy be pub lished In one of the local news papers for the town of North Wilkesboro. (The Journal - Pa triot). Done by order of Board of Elections of County of Wilkes, North Carolina, this the 18th day of March, 1935. R. M. BRAME, Jr, Chairman Wilkes County Board of Elections, ‘ JOE'M. PEARSON, J. C. GRAYSON, Secy. 4-16-6t r .. j ■ ■ SALE OF VALUABLE REAL B8YATO By virtu© of the power con tained in a certain Mortgage Deed executed on the 31st day of December, 1929, by H. E. Hol brook and wife, Lola Holbrook, to the undersigned mortgagee, which Mortgage Deed Is duly re corded in the office of the Regist er of Deeds of Wilkes county in Book of Mortgages 166, at page 10'4, and the stipulations In said Mortgage Deed not having been compiled with, and payment of the note secured by said Mort gage Deed having been demand ed and payment refused, the undersigned mortgagee will on tbe 13th day of April, 1935, it being Saturday, at 12 o’clock, noon, at the Court House Door In 'Wilkesboro, N. C. offer for sale to the highest bidder for cash the following described real estate; Adjoining the lands of J. M. Turner heirs and heirs of W. A. Hutchison and others and bound ed as follows: Beginning on John A. Brew er’s stake corner in the bottom south of tbe house, running west 50 1-2 poles to a persim mon; thence with his line 3 poles to a stake in tbe public road; thenc© south 55 degrees east with said road 11 poles to a stake; thence south 52 degrees east with said road 13 poles to a stake; thence south with said road 14 poles to a stake; thence south 48 degrees east with said road crossing the bottom to a stake; thence northeast with wire fence on south bank of bot tom to J. A. Brewer’s line; thence north 39 degrees west 8 poles to the beginning, contain ing five acres more or less, ex cepting one-fourth of an acre conveyed to Union Grove M. E. church. This 9th day of March, 1935. M. R. WADDELL, 4-l-4t. Mortgagee. • J. H. WHICKER, Attorney for Mortgagee. AilHHnSTBATOWS Having qhnlifibd m iHmtor of th*; eetnto^ M. of tEQka Moore, dtoeuwd of tESke* coua'-. ty, Nmrth CtobBim. this 1* toj notify, nil iSerroiM having dais against the estate of said deetoa-^ ed to exlHbU them to th* ns4ei- signed at WRkeeboro, North Car olina. on or before the 38rd day oi Fehmary. 1936, or thiil Ibtwe wfll he plead in bar of re^ery.' All petoOBs indebted to shti es-, tato viU please mak*-lmiM4iato' settlement. x, This 33rd day of Feb., 1936. MRS. E. C. MOORE; Admr. Estate of E. Ci Moore, ’ Deeeased. Jfei-6t WBWMDSIBMy ANDeM: new VitMaias ef Ced «bM asrrml That h MMOtraad in Httk •llhait aor horrial Ho(W> Cod Livar M i5w i “Cod Urar Oil ta of tUrtaa ■luadiMtM. S Its. aaeh' Bwath. A fM of tUrtisa aflv tha MSS, gaiaad t Its. tts flnt.srsak aM di weak aftw.'A yooiie aiiiHur »ko sooM not oat slsap, «f b^_saM gi all her baalli btek and tainad 10 Dal. I than a mount. Tob atoptr mnrt tar McQ^a a* oaaa Kcmambar If mn don't tnu nt laaai I lha. aC firm haahliv Aeah in a month cat ] baek. Damand and MeOor'a-t “id Uver ( and aeauino Cod ! Oil MRdA —appiorad hr Good . loatitst© Befoas all auliatHiitai tnaiat oa tha oriainnl MeCatrV— ^ thara are nona bettsr. WAKEUPYOUIh LIVER BILE- WITHOUT CALOMEL And YooH Jump Out of Bedia © the Morniog Rarin* to Go n yoa ft* OOBT and aaab aad Aa woetd laehspank.dan‘ta«allovalototalla,aia- aml water, aU, lazatiTO oandy or afaswiaf faa and aipaet thorn te aaaka yoo aniiiienlj sweat BBdbooyiatsadfallof saastdas. ^ For thoy out do ik Tfaoy only aero tha bowda and a man movoBMOt doomi’t (ot at . tha cauaa. Tha naaoa tor yonr downaad-oot foallnx ia your livar. It obould pour out two paimas of liquid bila into yonr bowala dally. If thla bfla in not Sowine tnaiy, yoor food doean’t digeat. It jnat doeayi in tha bowol*. Gaa bl; ata np your otomarh. Too havo a thieik, nad taato aad yowr bisnth ia tool, lUn oftoo broaka oat in blomUMa Tow haaid aobM and yon laal down aad out. Tow whola ayitom la polsonod. m It takea thoao good, old CARTER’S LITTLE LIVEB raLS to gat tbiss two poonda of bila Sowing finaly and/malv-yook fool "op nad op.'* Thor eontoia woadorful, hanatow, gantto vagntinh axtraeta, amaiing wfaaB it ooanoa to Btokliie tba bOa Sow Cisaly. But don’t adk for Hvorpina. Aak tor Caitar’a littta Uvor Pnia. Look te tha aamo_Cattac'a LMIt Uvor Pips on tha rad labaL Roooat a iobatttato.tCeat dnigstorsA 0 ISSt C. II. Co. ANNOUNCING Improved Bus Service Effective February 1, three buses daily will operate 00 a new schedule through North Wilkesboro to Winston - Salem and Bristol, Va, Buses will leave North Wilkesboro for Winston-Salem and all points east at 9i45 a. m., 2:55 p. m. and 9:45 p. m. Leave North Wilkesboro for Bristol at 9:10 a. m. 2:30 p. m. and 7:00 p. m. At Winston-Salem direct connections are made with GreensbmD, Raleigh, Richmond, Norfolk, Danville and an points north. At Bristid connections are made for aU points west. Leave North Wilkesboro 9:45 a. m and 2:45 p. m. for Lenoir, Morganton, Marion and Asheville. Leave 9:45 a. m., 2:55 p. m. and 9:45 p. m. for States- vUle, Charlotte and points south. • For Further Information CaU Local Agent GREYHOUND BUS UNES Protect Your Property with PROVEN Roofs 111 1 When you buy roofing for new or old prop erty, get your money’s worth. Be sure that the roof you pay for yriU deli-ver the service you desire. We handle Carey Roofings and Shingles products of a manufacturer with over 60 ^ears of successful ezpsrience. These Proven Rpo: cost no more than ordinary materials —g our prices. * • Wilkesboro Mfg. Co. P.OOriNGS ST'A^Vf)in‘r 60
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