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Lv CanMCii Dot/tciy let taloned hand swept her e from the table as she left room. m the others had gone, et was still white with dis m afraid we’ve made an en , Cliff.” He took her hand. “It was my ult, Janet—I should have kept liet; she rubbed me the wrong iy.”1 Mr. Prentice, fastening his brief se smiled thinly. “There’s mething about the reading of a ill that releases inhibitions to e surface. I’ve seen it happen ten.” “But Mrs. Gremont sounded, ell—almost threatening,” Janet id, “Perhaps she intends fight g the will.” “She has no grounds, Miss Har s. Mr. Hartigan knew what he as doing. I disapproved when read it, but now I’m inclined to el he was justified.” From J. D. Prentice this was igh praise. For a moment the lawyer look • almost friendly. “Well, I must ? leaving now. I’ll let you know hen you can take possession— ere’ll be papers to sign, of )urse. Mrs. Miles has the keys you care to look around.” To the right of the house was formal 'garden kept by Mr. lies, but to the left the twisted ik gave way to an orchard ex nding to the river. Here the r was saturated with the hon ied fragrance of pear, apple and lerry and throbbing with the lm of bees. Cliff took Janet’s hand and ey walked down the lane of ees to Clear River. The water >arkled for a width of a hundred et before waving fields of grain •ok over. “What will you do with it all?” "I don’t know, I’m still in a ize.” He slipped his arm around her aist ^rawing her closer to him. it's too fine a day to worry— ok at me, Lovely.” She did so, staring deep into is dark boyish eyes. “Janet, I’m in love with you— think that entitles me to a kiss.” She had known Cliff for over a rai; she had kissed him before, is lips upon hers now were arm and seeking, but he sighed hen he released her. . . . “Janet, you kiss me exactly i though I were a small boy ho had bumped his head and She laughed, “it’s just your lagination, Cliff.” But he had ime so close to guessing. Why d she feel almost maternal with m? Was it because as Richard ynon had said that Cliff needed imething to wake him up? “By the way, Cliff, you never >ld me if Dr. Windell congratu ted you on the operation?” “Well — it wasn’t quite what d expected, Janet. He said the ork was professional, but he idn’t think my attitude was se ous enough.” “Perhaps he saw you wink at le.” “He couldn't have,” he laugh 1. “1 winked on the side away om him. Oh, Windell is a regu ir old kill-joy—he doesn’t have any fun himself and he doesn’t | want anyone else to.” “Well, a hospital isn’t exactly i a place for fun. Richard said ,1 that a doctor always has a dead ly opponent at his elbow.” He was staring at her pecu liarly, “Richard?” “Dr. Eynon.” “I didn’t know you called him Richard.” “I didn’t until recently. We had dinner together last Monday, and the formality of Miss Harris and Dr. Eynon was too much for US. “Well, that’s enlightening news! So you’re dating Eynon now— the wonder man!” “Cliff, don’t be childish.” “Where did you go?” “The Maison Mourney.” “Lord, that dingy, dull old house — not even an orchestra! What did you do all evening?” “We talked.” “.Talked! What about?” “Oh, please, Cliff, it wasn’t that important.” lie asked her no more ques tions, but the afternoon was spoil ed. In spite of all her efforts at conversation, even flattery in small doses, his mouth drooped petulantly and his eyes were dis trustful. As they drove back to the hos pital, Cliff was silent. Janet’s irritation increased. He had been helpful today; she hadn’t wanted to face those strangers alone and Cliff defended her, but this un-, founded jealousy was absurd. “I don’t suppose you and Ey non got around to discussing me, did you?” he said suddenly. “You, Cliff? Why, no, we didn’t.” “I thought you might have per suaded him to call off his repri mand. It seems strange he hasn’t said anything about the operation —I know he and Windell had their heads together.” “Perhaps he felt he wasn’t ex perienced or old enough to criti cize you, Cliff.” aac o Miuijr-iuur — eigut years older than I am, and he’s been a resident physician at Cosmo politan Hospital for three years.” “Well, if you asked him he’d probably tell you—he might just happen to approve of your per formance.” She bit back the retort that rose to her lips. She certainly had no intention of repeating her con versation with Richard Eynon. It was evident that Dr. Windell had tried to make matters clear and Cliff had failed to understand. She knew he had planned tak ing her out for dinner tonight, but he rather sullenly reminded her, she pleaded a headache and they separated at the hospital steps. Janet walked to the balustrade and stared off over the city. “Tired, Janet?” She jerked in surprise and spun around. “Richard! I didn’t see you there.” (To Be Continued) Latest information on estab lishing a lawn may be obtained by writing the Agricultural Editor, State College, Raliegh, for Cir cular 292. Open Forum COLUMN FOR THE VOICE OF THE PEOPLE REFORMS SHOULD BE MADE THROUGH LEGAL CHANNELS It is inconsistent in a democ racy to assume that two wrongs make a right. True, there are many laws that should be amended and some that should be repealed. The remedy, there fore, should be not by force, but by a vote of the people. In former days it was the gen eral policy to bring about changes by might, rather than by the prin ciple of right. For centuries man. though created in the image oi the Creator, failed to do differ ently from the lower forms of creation. To achieve his ends he resorted to the most barbarous methods imaginable. Human life was second to the greed for land and money, for fame, or for po litical power. The first radical departure from these heathenish practices was se1 up by the Prince of Peace abouf two-thousand years ago. Since that time some strides and suc cesses have been made along this line, but the world is far from the desired goal. From the landing of the Pil grims this nation has been a sorl of a Beacon Light for all the na tions of the world, but before we could really call this country a nation we had to fight through four colonial wars and a revolu tion. Valley Forge, Yorktown, the Declaration of Independence, and the formation of our Constitu tion are key words in the strug gle we have made to put our na tion in possession of the heritage of “equal rights to all arid spe cial privileges to none,” and thereby settle our differences by legitimate means. It is true that we have some boss rule, that capital and labor are often at daggers points, that race riots loom on the horizon, and that strikes and other spas modic troubles at this particular time paint a dark picture. But, as the front nation in the world in science, education, and Chris tianity, have we come to the point where we shall use the bay onet, shot and shell to settle our differences, especially when many of these differences are merely honest differences of opinion? While we take off our hats to those boys who have given their “all,” and to those who offered to do so, would it not be wiser for them (and most of them will gladly do so) to help bring peace out of chaos under the law rath er than have the Germans, Japs, and other enemies of democracy to point the finger of derision at us as a nation, and tell the world that democracy is a farce and that what we claim to stand for is as “sounding brass and a tinkling cymbal?” One special thing for us to learn is that this is a heterogen “King David’ “Spartan” “Trapwell” SMOKING PIPES OF DISTINCTION “Woodsman” Sparta Pipes, Inc. Sparta, N. C. Now placing contracts for ivy and laurel burls for 1946-1947. Call - - Write - - or Phone Sparta Pipes, Inc. Phone Sparta 15 DAVID LAVITES, President eous worn made up of different races, creeds, clans, and colors, and that it is as impossible to per fectly harmonize all these indi vidual differences as it would be to harmonize the positive and the negative forces of electricity, or to reverse the law of gravita tion. It is self evident that the divine purpose is to transform the low er strata Of society into a mgner one, but that it should not be done abruptly. It must be done through, and by education. The spark could, and should be started in the home, but the flame should be fanned in the school room all the way down from the pri mary grades through the colleges and universities. This should be supplemented by the press and Irom the pulpit throughout tne whole world. By this means the day spoken of by the prophet would soon be ushered in when the implements of war would be changed into those of peace and happiness throughout the world. C. M. DICKSON, Silas Creek, N. C. Sept. 9, 1946. THfc W1NNAH! Kid News Ads'KOs. *Bum Biz* 90 ^ALK IN <JAITH . '7*. UR DEMOCRACY is founded on man’s ability to walk with his neighbor. We who have been in the combat areas realize, perhaps more keenly than others, the necessity of this faith of man in man. We realize, too, that one man’s selfishness can destroy that faith in all. We veterans of the Foreign Wars are not a “pressure group.” We will not put our selfish interests ahead of yours. We will not cheapen our battle stars by using them as counters in the game of politics. We want only to walk in faith with you towards a true democracy, where every man has respect and consideration for another. ^ That is what we fought for. Be sure to attend the meeting at the Community Building on Thursday, September 26 at 8:00 O’clock BRUCE WAYNE OSBORNE POST
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