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combined factors of worn ■secfetoery and short labor will junlaMy result in a farm pro linn somewhat below 1946 sr Poultrymen are encouraged by prospects that poultry prices will continue strong because red meat supplies will continue to be short through most of 1946. I THE FACT IS By GENERAL ELECTRIC PROPJET, NEW TYPE GAS TURBINE FOR PLANES, DOES OOUBLE JOB V TURNS THE PROPELLER AND ADDS POWER THROUGH A JET TO THE REAR. EXPERTS SAX' PROPJET WILL POWER GIANT TRANSOCEANIC AIR LINERS OF TOMORROW. IT WAS DESIGNED By GENERAL ELECTRIC ENGINEERS. CHICKS LAUGH AT GERMS! NEW "BROODERATOR" PROVIDES GERM-FREE AIR FOR CHICKS. AIR IS PURIFIED WITH A GENERAL ELECTRIC GERMICIDAL LAMP. AUTOMATICALLY CONTROL LED HEAT IS FURNISHED BY G-E CALROD HEATER. ELECTRONIC HOT DOGS! NEW MACHINE WILL GRILL NOT DOGS AND HAMBURGERS 6V ELECTRONIC HEAT. G-E ENGINEERS HELPED DEVELOP IT. GENERAL ELECTRIC <4i*-~' •'•yy Auction Sale Saturday, April 20 10:00 A. M. at my kome on Route 21 at Glade Valley, across the dad from road leading to Glade Valley High School: t cows, 1 fresh now; others to be fresh soon. 2 Jersey heifers, coming fresh. 2 Guernsey heifers, age 9 months. 1 Guernsey bull, age 1 year. 1 team of mules. 1 wagon with' rubber tires. 1 mowing machine. 1 Standard walking tractor. 1 Hillside plow, 1 flat land plow. Other farming tools. 1 cider press. 1 Blacksmith forge blower. 1 five-ton pull jack hoist. Large pipe wrenches, chain tongues. , 2 high tension truck magnetos. 1 plumber’s heating torch. 3 milk cans, 2 strainers. 2C White Rock and Plymouth Rock chickens. One 100-egg electric incubator. 1 blonde bedroom suite. 1 three-quarter blonde bed and chest of drawers. 1 cedar chest, 1 wardrobe. 1 writing desk. 1 library table, 1 center table. 1 piano. 2 radios, 1 table model, 1 floor model. 1 two-piece living room suite. 1 Victrola, 1 heating stove. 1 dining-room table, 5 chairs. 1 kitchen table, 4 chairs. 1 China cabinet, 1 kitchen cabinet. 2 kitchen ranges. 1 Westinghouse refrigerator. 1 General Electric washing machine. 1 electric iron, ironing board. 1 pressure cooker. 1 electric hot plate. 1 electric drink mixer, 1 electric food mixer. Other things too numerous to mention. ROSCOE COLLINS, Auctioneer. G. M. Siepert GLADE VALLEY, N. C. Sarah stared at him with eyes that were cold and almost hostile. “Well, that seems a pretty silly question under the circumstan ces,” said Sarah curtly. “After all, when two people are honestly and sincerely in love with each other, they do something that usually involves a minister and orange blossoms and ‘The Voice That Breathed O’er Eden,’ or something equally final, don’t you think?” He looked down at his tight locked hands, where the knuckles made white mounds above the brown skin, and his voice when he answered was a little harsh be cause he was trying so hard to keep it under control, “Ann un derstands perfectly why I have not asked her to marry me.” “Ah, yes,” Sarah’s voice was still bright, polite, as though only casually interested, though her eyes were intent on Tracy’s face, watching every change of expres sion, the look in his tormented eyes, every flicker of expression that touched his face. “Some thing to do with a your.g person named Marven, I believe—Lissa Marven?” Tracy nodded, his eyes on Ann, who sat huddled away from him, her hands hiding her face. “It has—everything to do with —Lissa Marven,” he stated flatly. “I explained to Ann—long ago. There are—certain obligations that I cannot shirk—•” Tracy had looked startled at Sarah's suggestion that he marry Ann, then his broad shoulders had drooped a little and he had said grimly. “I’m afraid there’s not much hope of that. I feel quite sure Lissa has no intention of marrying—anybody—at least, not at present.” “Has she ever told you so?” “Many times!” He was pretty grim about it. “And you felt that she might some day expect you to marry her? In.short, you ’felt that a time would come when she would grow tired of being—what is it they call working girls now adays? A career girl? A time when she would want the security of a home and a man to earn her living, you felt she would turn to you and you must hold your self available?” Tracy met her dark, shrewd gaze straightly and his jaw set hard. “I gather from your tone that you feel I am several kinds of a tool to have—allowed such a state of affairs to exist!” he said dryly. ' Sarah made a little gesture with her bony, jeweled fingers and said pleasantly, “We-e-11, let us say rather that you seem to be a rather unusual young man, to feel as you do about your obli gation to Miss Marven. But of course, since I have always felt that only a most unusual young man would be worthy of my granddaughter, I was interested. It’s possible that I am prejudiced in thinking Ann is—rather spe cial—!” Tracy’s look caressed Ann where she sat on the pouffe and his voice shook a little when he said quietly, “She’s—the most special thing that ever lived. The loveliest, sweetest—” Ann was on her feet, scarlet with shame, tear stains on her flushed face, her eyes hurt and angry and shamed. “Sarah—you—you’re being— perfectly outrageous!” she wailed. “What right have you to—to— meddle in something that—that doesn’t — actually concern you?” “You’re quite mistaken, my dear,” Sarah told her pleasantly. “It concerns me a great deal, as you shall presently see. And it seemed about time someone with a little common sense took a hand in matters.” Ann faced Tracy, her head high. “I’m—more ashamed than I’ve ever been in my life,” she told him tremulously. “I—can t think what makes Sarah behave like this—she—she never—did such a thing before—I mean— she’s—never tried to meddle be-1 fore.” “It’s all right, sweet,” said Tracy gently. “Please don’t feel badly—she has a perfect right to —ask my intentions—” Sarah said dryly, “That’s very kind of you, Mr. Driscoll—and if you’ll both sit down and listen, I’ll explain why I have—er— meddled—and I think you may even be grateful—” “I’ve heard enough!” said Ann hotly and moved towards the door. “Ann!” Sarah’s voice was not loud nor was it sharp, but there was authority in it that Ann, in the infrequent occasions it had been used to her in all her life, had never been able to deny. “Sit down, Ann,” said Sarah, in that quiet, authoritative voice. Ann made a little helpless ges ture, and looked at Tracy. “I—might as well—” she said huskily, and dropped down once more on the pouffe. Sarah turned to the table be side her, took from it a book and from the book a folded piece of paper. “There was a telegram for you this afternoon, my dear,” she said to Ann, and then to Tracy she ex plained' politely. “Tiffs far from town, telegrams are telephoned out, and it happened that I an swered the telephone, and took this one down. I—deliberately kept it from Ann until now, for reasons I believe you will agree with me, were good.” She adjusted her reading glass es, unfolded the paper and said briskly, “It was sent from a little town just across the state line.” Having made her explanation, she unfolded the paper and read, almost without expression, “Miss Ann Clayton, Howard Ferry Road, Midland City. Wanted you to have the news as your first scoop. Lyn Frazier and I were married here this afternoon. Honey-mooning until his new job begins. Remember me to Tracy. Love and kisses.” She folded the paper, took off her reading glasses and finished quietly. “The telegram is sign ed, ‘Lissa Marven Frazier.’ ” Ann sat perfectly still, wide eyed, staring at her grandmother, i And Sarah said automatically, as! though Ann had been a child, her tone one of gentle rebuke, “Mouth is open, darling.” “Lissa—and Lyn!” said Ann, as though putting the names to gether like that helped her to realize what had happened. “Lissa—and Lyn! But—but—I had lunch with Lissa this noon— how could they possibly—” “It’s not quite a two-hour drive to Lockwood,” said Sarah quietly. “And the telegram was sent at 6:10 this afternoon.” Tracy said, “You didn’t know that Lyn and Lissa had been go ing around together?” “You told me,” she admitted. “And then at lunch today—she left me to go to see Lyn—you see, we ran into Julie Barton at the Magnolia Room, as we were leaving and she—well, she—put on rather a show — and—I sup pose Lissa thought Lyn ought to know—” Sarah and Tracy waited, watch ing Ann. And suddenly Ann was on her feet, white-faced stam mering, “But—how could Lissa marry Lyn? Why—she must have been in love with you—any girl, given half a chance, would be—” and then she caught her breath and set her teeth hard and stammered, avoiding his eyes, “I—I mean—well, after all, you’ve been so good to her—” Sarah said gently, almost ten derly, “Never mind, darling! He’s just admitted that he adores you, so why should you mind letting him know you love him?” Ann put both shaking hands to her forehad for a moment, and then she stammered faintly, “But—I don’t get it! Lyn’s— been so terribly afraid of any sort of scandal—and—now that he’s jilting me so publicly— won’t people—well, talk?” Tracy’s face was dark and grim. “That’s just why I’d like to have Lyn Frazier’s neck be tween my bare hands for about two minutes,” he said grimly. “They’ll talk their heads off— but about you! You are the jilted one—oh people will feel he’s a ‘cad’ and a ‘bounder’ and all that, but of course, they are going to wonder why he threw you over at the last moment—” “Not when your engagement to her is announced in the morn ing,” said Sarah placidly. Tracy looked as though she had kicked him hard and with out warning. He looked at Sa rah, startled. “My engagement to Ann?” he repeated, and was still. “Well, naturally,” Sarah an swered, as though resenting his stupidity in having to have that explained. “What better could we do to offset any—unpleasant repercussions from Lyn’s be havior?” There was a little taut moment, and then Tracy said very quietly, “I—can’t ask Ann to marry me, Mrs. Clayton.” Sarah had picked up her stick preparatory to rising to her feet, but now she put it down once more and looked straight at Tra cy; while Ann sat very still, her hands locked tightly together, a little sick and dizzy with the re action from the breathless, ecsta tic moment when her heart had shrieked to her that with Lissa gone, she and Tracy were free to belong to each other. “So?” said Sarah after a mo ment, and now there was ice in her voice and in her eyes. “I think you had better explain that, young man. First you say that you cannot ask Ann to mar ry you because you are under obligations to Lissa! And now that Lyn Frazier has taken those obligations off your shoulders so neatly, you still maintain that you are not free? Are you try ing to say, young man, that you don’t want to marry Ann?” Tracy said sharply, “I want to more than anything else in the world—but what can I offer' a girl brought up as Ann has been? I’m the fellow from the other side of the tracks. I can’t even remember my parents—I am not even absolutely sure they were married. The thought never seemed of any terrific impor tance, until lately. I made my way the best I could—sort of— slugging it out. I sold newspa pers, slept in doorways—got what little education I could by reading the papers I hadn’t been able to sell. It was all right; I’m not complaining. It’s not a bad way to grow up—but it cer tainly doesn’t train a fellow to make a fit husband for a girl brought up as Ann has been!” “Oh,” said Sarah scoffingly, with a little gesture of dismissal. “If that’s all that’s bothering “It’s not all, but it’s important, and you know it,” Tracy cut in grimly. “I’d—shame and humili ate her a thousand times a day. I—don’t even feel sure I’d know which fork to use at the dinner table of one of her society friends—” “Stuff and honsense, man!” thundered Sarah, who had lost what little patience she began the scene with. “I’Ve never heard such idiocy—” “Please, Sarah!” Ann was on her feet now, straight and slim, managing to look almost regal as she stood drawn to her full height, quite pale now, her eyes blazing. “It’s quite obvious that Mr. Driscoll hasn’t the faintest desire to marry me, and hasn’t had from the beginning—” “That’s not true!” snapped Tracy hotly. “And you know it!” “I only know,” Ann stated in that composed, taut, cool voice, “that you put up quite a nice lMt tie show, with Lissa playing the ' part of the supposedly insur mountable barrier to our hap piness. Now that Lissa is no longer playing the part, it’s ne cessary for you to think of some thing else; so you come all over STOP SUFFERING FROM RHEUMATISM LUMBAGO, SWOLLEN JOINTS ARTHRITIS, BACKACHE. 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How could a man who’s lived as t have hope to make a girl like pou happy?” Before Ann could manage an answer, Sarah thumped her cane violently against the polished floor, to silence them and gain their attention and when she had it, she said sharply, “How can you make her happy? I never heard a sillier question asked by a grown man of supposedly sound sense! You fool, don’t you know all you’ve got to do is to take her in your arms and tell her you love her?. And keep on telling her over and over again? Wom en in love ask little more, me fine lad!” (To Be Continued) Three new, disease-resistant varieties of flue-cured tobacco have been developed since 1903 at a cost of $222,000. Their value to farmers is counted well into the millions of dollars annually. For Quick Results, Use The News’ CLASSIFIED ADS i RATES Minimum of 35c per issue of not more than 25 words. For each additional word over 25, l'/ic per word. All “keyed” classified ads are minimum of 50c. 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