PAGE TWO
Jaloiig And Henderson Play Wednesday At 4:30 P. M,
Norman Smith Is Lost To
Tourists For The Season
Fletcher Langlevfat
Camp for 2 W eeks;
Oxford Comes Here
Saturdax.
Otto Pahiman will Pad his Header
son Tourists against Jalong here Wed
nesday afternoon at 4 30 o'o'.ook in a
scheduled gam of the Central State
League
With the appearar.ee of Jalong
comes Woody Woodruff former oen
terfielder of the Tout sts He has
been playing consistent ball ""tn that
club, and will be watched in his ap
pearance against the locals.
Smith Lost for Season
Big Norman Smith, heavy hitting
right fielder for the Tourists is lost
for the remainder of the season. Skip
per Pahiman announced *oday
Smith has been bothered with an ail
ment. and is acting upon orders rrom
his doctor. He will be sorely miss
ed, his long clouts meaning games in
the won column.
Langley will be missing from the
lineup for the next two weeks as he
City, with Company "C" local infan
has gone to Camp Glenn. Morehead
try unit.
Woodall will fill in at left field in
the place of Langley and Archie Boyd
general handy man. will cavort in
right field for the time being.
Pahiman expects his team to land
far up in the running of the league
title in the second half, and he s whip
ping his boys at a fast pace to get
them in the best shape possible.
Oxford Saturday
Oxford will come here Saturday for
a. league encounter with the locals.
Pahlman’s crew whipped them twice
July 4 as part of a big celebration for
the* day. Previously. Oxford had
■whipped Henderson on the Oxford
diamond in league play by a close
score. +
Toda^Glmes
PIEDMONT LEAGUE
Asheville at Wilmington.
Portsmouth at Charlotte.
Norfolk at Richmond.
AMERICAN LEAGUE
No games scheduled.
NATIONAL LEAGUE
No games scheduled.
Results!
PIEDMONT LEAGUE
Norfolk 7; Richmond 1.
Portsmouth 4; Charlotte 8.
No other games played.
AMERICAN LEAGUE
No Games Scheduled.
NATIONAL LEAGUE
No games scheduled.
GIRL BALL TEAMS
WILL PLAY FRIDAY
Baird Barnes, baseball promoter,
stated today that two girl teams will
play at League Park Friday afternoon
at 4 o’clock, one team representing
South Henderson and the other the
city. The team known as "‘Florida
Specials”.-will represent South Hender
scrilb jand thg ‘Midnight Specials” will
j-4i>releht ; The
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PHOTOPLAYS
75he
Stevenson
LAST TIMES TODAY
GEO. RAFT l
BEN BERNIE
—in—
“STOLEN
HARMONY”
Comedy—Pathe News
TOMORROW
Lew Ayres— z
Claire Trevor—
—in—
‘‘SPßlNG TONIC”
THURSDAY FRIDAY
Warner Baxter
—in—
“UNDER THE
PAMPAS MOON”
Tomorrow’s Guests: Mrs.. W. S.
Strange, Mrs. T. T. Ciopton.
THE COOL
Moon Theatre
TODAY -
Randolph Scott, Kay Johnson—in
“THE VILLAGE TALE”
Added comedy
Admission 11-16 c All Times
AMERICAN LEAGUE
j TBPS NATIONAL, 4-1
Gomez and Jimmy Foxx
Are Big Stars in Third
Win of Junior Circuit
Cleveland, July 9 vAFG —Baseballs
! dream game is still the same haunt
ling nightmare—for the National lea
gue. For the third successive time
j the shooting stars of the baseball
firmament gathered to outshine each
I other before a huge assemblage to
close to 70.000 spectators yesterday
‘and again the brilliants of the Ameri
jean league eclipsed those of the Na
tional The score was 4to 1. one run
j better than the winning margins pro
duced by the younger circuit in the
first two dream games.
A towering man from the American
league’s second division Jimmy Foxx
of the Philadelphia Athletics, and Ver
non "Lefty” Gomez, one of the bell
wethers of the New York Yankee pit
ching corps, were the two who sent
the Nationals reeling and helpless into
defeat.
iStafcSfes
PIEDMONT LEAGUE
Club W. L. Pet.
Wilmington 4 1 1.000
Richmond 4 2 .667
Portsmouth 4 2 667
Norfolk 2 4 '.333
Asheville 1 4 .200
Charlotte 1 4 .200
AMERICAN LEAGUE
Club: W. L. Pet,
New York 45 26 :634
Detroit 46 29 ,613
Chicago 33 29 .567
Cleveland 38 33 .535
Boston 38 35 .535
Philadelphia 29 39 .426
Washington 30 42 .417
St. Louis 19 50 .275
NATIONAL LEAGUE
Club? W. I. Pet,
New York 48 21 .696
St. Louis 42 29 .592
Chicago 40 32 .556
Pittsburgh 41 34 .547
Brooklyn 33 37 .471
Philadelphia 31 40 437
Cincinnati 31 42 .425
Boston 21 52 ,288
railroadlnqOTry
IS HERCULEAN JOB
Some of Water in Their
Stocks Was Pumped in
. by Men Long Dead
By CHARLES P- STEWART
Central Press Staff Writer
Washington, July 9.—Max Lowen
thal, recently named by Chairman
Burton K. Wheeler of the Senate’s In
terstate Commerce Committee as
chief investigator in the committee’s
probe of railroad finances, starts on a
task compared with which-HehcUles’
job of sprucing up the Aegean stables
was a trifling undertaking.
The difficulty confronting an in
quisitor into the exploitation of the
public by a few big bankers and spe
culators, by means of the national
transportation system, is not so much
that the figures ran high into the
billions; it began so long ago that the
origin#] operators are dead, their
children are dead, many of their
grandchildren are dead, their estates
have been liquidated for a generation
or two—and what’s to be done about
it?
Charles Kelly of the staff of Labor
the railroad brotherhoods’ organ, and
a deep student of transportation his
tory, mentions records indicating
that rolling stock used in moving
troops at the time of the Mexican
war, is not yet paid for; it was
bought with borrowed money, and
these debts, merged with many oth.
ers, simply have been carried along
to the present, through successive
bond issues.
bonds cause worry
Railroad bonds are a graver worry
than railroad stocks to the Senate in
vestigators.
It generally is recognized that there
are not many railroads in which the
holders of their stocks have any con
siderable equity above the value of
the lines’ various indebtedness.
If the stockholders lose, painful as
it may be, only they will be the suf
ferers.
The bonds, however, are held by
savings banks and insurance and
trust companies throughout the na
tion; a default upon any considerable
proportion of them would be a die
astexof immeasurable ramifications
water still in
Railroad executives contend that
much of the water in railroad securi
ties was squeezed out during the de
pression of the 1890’s.
But the 1890’s are 40 years ago.
The Wheeler committee suspects,
from superficial inquiry, that a deal
of water has been pumped in since
then, not to mention a vast quantity
that escaped being squeezed out in
that era.
mIwSBS'ON. TN. CJ DAILY DISPATCH, TUESDAY, iuLY'9, mS-
CHAPTER 60
VALi STOOD uncertainly for a
moment as Brad threatened to
thrash Cordray. He had to find Lia
but he hated deserting Brad. He
stared a( Cordray, stili pressed
against the table, his color gone, his
eyes worried. Say. what If chap
ware bigger and heavier' add more
expert than Brad ? He was already,
licked. And Brad rated the satisfac
tion of handing him the beating he
deserved.
With no further word Val turned
toward the door. WlS4»n he ap
proached it he saw that the Japan
ese was trying the knob and he
called through the panel, “Mr. Cord
ray does not wish to be disturbed for
a while, Taki,” then swung across
and made his exit through the
French doors that led down the long
flight of steps to the sunken gar
dens. He could take this way to the
side entrance out of the grounds.
As he closed the door behind him
he heard Cordray grunt when Brad’s
first blow smashed home.
It had cost him something just
now to let Brad settle the score with
Cordray. He felt the nervous re
action sweep through him. He
stopped at the head of the long flight
to light a clgaret with fingers that
shook.
As he stood there it suddenly came
to him that Jan Edding had sus
pected, If she had not definitely
known, about all this. Perhaps she
had seen wliat had happened to Sue
and what threatened Lia. This, then,
was why she—sweet, loyal kid that
she was—had insisted Lia needed
her husband’s protection and care"
And Jan was right. Tonight, as he
had listened to Garenne’s story, the
sudden Insistent feeling had grown
tn Jilm that his wife needed help as
she never had before.
The night was hot and breathless
Blackness had fallen on the garden
fcut the street lights were on. One
©f them made a faint pool of light
sm the grass at the foot of the steps
and. glancing down at It, Val was
suddenly Jerked Into the present to
see a little huddle of clothes lying at
the edge of the circle
For an Instant, powerless to move,
be stood staring down at the small
crimson bundle. An Icy dread
gripped his hearts He sprang down
the flight.
Just before he reached the bottom,
be saw the figure stir and then half
raise itself on one elbow. “Lia!” he
c&tied. “What has happened?”
She had dropped back on the grass
again. ‘Tin all right. -Just don’t
touch me for a minute, VaL Please,"
CHAPTER X
A PEAL OF thunder heralded the
storm; thunder that echoed and re
echoed in the mountains until it
anally died away, grumbling like an
angry old man, A flash of lightning,
and Blair Rodman heard a tree fall
somewhere behind him; fall and
crash among other trees, tearing
their giant limbs until they seemed
to scream and moan with pain.
Then rain—not a soft gentle mist,
but a drenching, driving rain that
splashed against his face without
warning.
The man at the wheel of the big
roadster glanced at the night sky,
thinking perhaps this was but a
shower that would pass quickly. But
not a star was visible and a sickly
young moon was scurrying behind a
aloud, black as bubbling tar.
A moment ago . - . but it mqst
have been an hour, for he had no
ticed nothing for a long time on this
forsaken road . . . the night, although
rather cold for mid-summer, had
held not a hint of rain. Indeed, had
he dreamed it was going to rain he
would have stopped miles back for
the night as he had removed the
top from his car a month ago.
Queer, he had seen no sign posts.
Yet in Montrose where he had din
ner about seven o'clock, a garage
man had told him to keep to the
right and he would come out on a
good gravel road.
He looked at the clock on the
dashboard . . . eleven and no gravel
road yeti Not a gas station for miles.
At the next one he would have to
stop and refill his tank. Foolishly
he had not thought of gas when he
stopped for dinner. Must be getting
pretty low. Well, the next town. .. .
Up one hill and down another the
powerful car sped. The road was
getting narrower and on curves the
wheel had to be turned sharply.
Blair watched the headlights
searching through the curtain of rain
into the deep woods on each side of
the road gilding the fir trees for a
moment, then seeking out others to
brighten. Big fellows, these trees,
with trunks, gigantic and tall. He
forded a small stream, one of those
stiearns that net the Western Cana
dian Rockies.
There was not a light ahead . . .
nothing that would teii him a house,
a town was near.
It was raining harder now, a
steady downpour that beat like a
lash on his face. Beyond the head
hunts the rain was a broad golden,
twinkling ribbon. His chamois driv
ing gloves were sopping wet, and
his clothes felt damp and clammy.
Lord! He had never seen such a
rain! Not a rift in the sky. not a
sign that the storm would stop. . . .
What a fool he had been to take
the top off his car! But he liked
the summer wind in his face when
he drove, the feel of it in his hair,
the sting of it on his cheeks. . . .
There was a blanket in the back
. . . he stopped short, scrambled out
of the car and, cursing softly to
himself as he opened the back com
partment. drew out a heavy robe.
The water dripped down his back as
f*STORMY LOVBt
A yo romance mans (fjfD y belie burnsgromer
What a fool he had been to take the top off his carl
he stooped ever. In the car again,
he put the robe over his shoulders.
The road led down, now, gently.
The car wheels made a slushing,
noisy sound as they plodded tnrough
the mud.
For perhaps half an hour Blair
drove through the storm, hoping at
every turn he would see a friendly
light ahead . . . something, a house,
a barn, where he could stop for the
night and get out of this ghastly
rain. The road was getting muddier
as he went, and now and then he
had to put his car in second to plow
through it.
A sharp turn to the right . . . but
the car instead of responding to the
wheel, skidded in the slimy mud, and
before he knew it, was off the road
in a ditch. Muttering savagely, Blair
put on all his power, but the car
would not budge. Again and again,
he tried to move It ahead. It would
not go. Finally, he got out. Hope
less, more than hopeless, Impossible.
The wheels were buried in the mud
to the hub caps. Nothing to do but
sit still, and wait for somebody to
come and haul him out.
It was then that Blair realized sud
denly that no car had passed him for
hours. He had been alone on the
road. He wondered grimly what he
would have done had he seen another
car approaching. Certainly there
would not have been room to pass
. . . his car barely cleared the nar
row road.
Surely in tlae morning, trucks
Her voice sounded strangely weak
and high.
He knelt beside her. “Are you
sure you’re not hart?” he demanded
anxiously. She had evidently had a
bad fall. Only her face lay in the
light and it looked small and
blanched to a golden pallor.
: She shook her head. “I didn't fall
veJy far. I fainted. I think. But
nb bones. L shall be bet
ter than 'evah— presently. Only I
just want to rest here on the grass
for a moment •"
“It will soon rain. Better let me
carry you home ”
She made a slight protesting ges
ture with one hand. “It is so hot In
the house. Stay just a minute
more,” she pleaded in a low voice.
“Smoke one eigaret with me. When
It is finished—you may take me
home.”
Why was she putting him off like
this? Did she fear to return to the
house where Garenne waited? Some
thing urged him to insist they leave
here. But he knew she had been
through a terrible experience just
now and to humor her he lighted the
eigarets as she asked.
“L»o you—hate me, Val?” she
whispered.
He stared away from her pallid
face. “Why did you come here to
Cordray?” be asked harshly.
“I thought he would help me.”
“I told you I would do that.”
“Not the way I wanted you to.
Val.” She closed her eyes for a mo
ment and he saw two tears slip
from under her heavy lids. “You
see, I thought he was In love with
me. I mean the —real me. I be
lieved he would be the one person
who would not think of what had
happened to me as —ugly and horri
ble. But, when I told him that the
little Manchu princess was really
wjiat we had pretended that I had
—Chinese blood—Ob Val, he looked
at me as if I were —unclean. Her
voice sounded completely weary and
played, out. “He didn’t mean any of
the things he told me, I reckon. 3e
didp’t want me. He —sent me
away
Val’s tone wae hard. All right.
Then that’s ended. I'm not asking
you any “questions. But now that
you’re thrdugli with that biid well
go ahead with my way of living our
lives ”
“I’m through with him and with
everything else. Val.” she murmured.
“I’m not the fitting sort, you .
know. I couldn’t face all that has
happened here ” „ ;
“Don't-- talk like that” he said j
shortly, “Come. Id carry you l
would be going by . . . early rising
farmers going to market. . . .
A sheer cliff at the right, he cpuld
not tell how high. At the left a
forest of firs.
The rain seemed to come down
move fiercely as he sat impatiently,
wondering what he should do. Snap
ping out the lights, he reached in his
pocket for a cigaret and, lighting it
with his lighter shielded it from the
storm under the corner of the wet
blanket. Even then, it soon wa*
out. He threw it away in disgust.
What was that ahead In the trees?
He peered out. A dim light. . . .
With a leap he was out of the car,
wading through the mud, whistling.
A light meant a house, where ha
could get shelter, or perhaps a car
to haul him out of the mud. He pre
ferred the shelter, he decided, as bs
hurried along.
Not finding a path, he made his
way through the trees, losing the
light and stopping still until he had
located it again. He stumbled
through a stream before he knew it,
groped his way up the bank, felt his
trousers wet, and clinging to his
legs. A low branch tore his cap off
his head, but he did not stop to look
for it.
He had left the forest behind, and
was plodding through what seemed
to be a field, the tail wet grasses up
to his hips. But the light wa3 not
far away.
HO BE CONTINUED*
home now. I’ll be very careful.”
The fringed shawl lay across her
but he saw then that one of her
arms was turned under her. When
he reached out to straighten it she
begged, “Please! Just until I finish
my clgaret.” Her voice sounded
drowsy. She seemed to Le makia*
an effort to stay awake. Her fao»
was ashen against the crimson robs.
“I’ve been hurt so much today,” she
whispered, “that this doesn’t matter
at all. And I’m glad that —that this
is the last time I’ll make you un
happy, Val. You’ve been awfully
deah to me. I just—wasn’t your girl,
that’s all. You should have married
someone like Jan. Perhaps you will
—now ”
An unknown fear took hold of his
throat. “What makes you say
things like that, Lia?” he demanded
harshly.
Her voice was the merest whisper
when she answered, “You always
hated the —Venetian bracelets, Val,
but —they’ve done both of us a good
turn. I wouldn’t have dared to do it
myself. See—my Chinese blood —is
almost gone ”
Into the circle of pale light she
moved the arm that had been con
cealed in the shadows and beneath
her crimson robe. Val’s heart leaped
violently against his ribs; his eyes
widened with horror and he cried
out. Great guns! Two of the six
glass bracelets still remained intact.
The others had splintered where she
had fallen! From a deep and jagged
wound in her wrist little, diminishing
spurts of red gushed out from the
severed artery to soak into the thick
grass
The man's frenzied fingers knotted
a handkerchief above her elbow and
drew it taut. Then he swung
in his arms and ran through the gar
den. His breath came in . panting
gasps from bis tight, threat. He
knew that he fled before a dread,
pursuing force—--
Just ahead lay the Navy Yard and
suddenly it seemed a sanctuary, g
harbor of refuge. There lay security!
If he could reach the entrance be*-
fore the ghastly pursuer, Lia would
be safe
A chill gust of wind touched hie
check. He felt the small head sag
against his shoulder and stopped
short to gaze fearfully down Into his
wife’s shadowed face. A cruel, iron
hand seemod suddenly to close about
his heart. His breath came in
broken sobs and he began to run
again. But even as he passed
through the gate and into bis haven,
he knew that for Lta fcs had reached
it toe iate
warn maaj
Doing Their Best to Comply
With Acreage Allotments,
Officials Says
College Station, Raleigh, July 9. —
North Carolina farmers participating
in the crop adjustment programs are
seeking to comply accurately with
their contracts.
H. M Ellis, State compliance su
pervisor at State College, reported to
day that most G s the growers tried to
plant only the acreage allotted them
by their contracts.
In cases where growers accidentally
planted more than their allotments,
he added, the majority of them have
been glad to remove the excess when
notified of their overplanting.
The work of measuring «creage for
compliance with contracts is going
ahead rapidly over the State_ Ellis
continued.
In the northeastern counties the
cotton and tobacco measurements will
probably be completed this week, he
pointed out, and in the southeastern
counties it should be finished within
about three weeks.
In v/estern North Carolina the
measurement of hurley tobacco acre
age is well under way and should be
completed shortly.
The corn acreage of growers who
have signed corn-hog contracts is be
ing checked. Ellis stated, but the a
mount of corn under contract is much
smaller than the amount of cotton
and tobacco.
The acreage of cotton growers who
did net sign contracts, but who have
made application for tax.exemption
certificates under the Bankhead act,
is also being measured.
When the measurements are com
pleted and all figures tabulated, the
state 1 compliance office will be able to
report accurately on the size of the
cotton crop this year, Ellis added.
AAA Amendments
Will Be Costly
(Continued from Page One.)
self there, would work a ha/aship on
the tobacco farmers.
“The agricultural adjustment act,
on the basis of its original plan or
a processing tax to be used to guar
antee at least parity prices for the
part of the products consumed in this
country, seems to me to be both bene,
ficial and reasonably sound,” Wil
liams said. “The farmers have drawn
great benefits from it nad can con
tinue to be protected by it- But un
der the leadership of economists like
Dr. Forster, who lack only a Senate
vote (expected within a few days) of
having their proposal written into
law, this beneficial status is about to
be destroyed in favor of a new and
quite doubtful plan under which the
farmers or producers may easily pay
two or three dollars for every dollar
of additional benefit they may get
under the new plan.
“The argument used is that except
for the new plan control would be
Is Your Name
On Our Books
If you are not already enrolled
with us as a depositor, we should
like to open an account in your
name, because:
1. You are entitled to his posi
tion among the successful,
prosperous people of the com
munity.
2. In this sound and carefully
managed bank your money
will be completely safeguard
ed.
3. Building an account in our
bank is certain to be of lasting
benefit to you.
A modest first deposit will put
your name on our books and also
on a pass book that will be your
personal record of your rising
fortune.
First National Bank
In Henderson
Henderson, N. C.
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| lost. Even AAA officials adnvir %
this is not necessarily true. Thev
quoted as having said that they vY
a pian for control fully worked
, before this new plan was breugh. f 0l ‘
ward. Others working- with ir.e si; ■
■ tion have a number of other jilarYY
'*; maintaining price control, as lonV';',
j the farmer wants it, without rnakY
! him pay two or three prices s o s
r I But the AAA tries t 0 cover up
; fact of multiplied cost to the faring
by telling him that these proposed
new processing taxes on the new tas <
gives him the same protection an;
benefits that industry gets out 0 f
tariff.
“That is another joke —or jok-i
Tariffs that protect industry a ,.j
j levied against the other fellow s p IC/ _
duct, while this so-called tariff 0 n to
bacco is to be levied against the to
bacco farmer’s own product. But non*
of the economists have called chat
little difference to the farmer's at
tehtion. To a farmer there just car.
be anything in that proposit/un, aft#:
parity prices are attained, except that
he is again being invited to indulge
in an attempt to lift himself by his
own bootstraps.”
The statement by Dr. Forster to the
effect that the 1933 marketing aaree
ment was forced on the tobacco com
panies by the government is eri /.
ous, Williams points out. since it is
generally known that this agreement
was entered into voluntarily by the
domestic manufacturers of tobacco It
is true that the government did uy
to get the domestic manufacturers to
sign an agreement which the manu
facturers did not think was to the
best interests cf the growers, news
paper publishers and other owners of
advertising mediums, but that they
refused to sign, Williams said. Again
in the fall of 1934, the AAa officials
wanted the manufacturers to sign a
marketing agreement under which a
minimum average price of about 20
cents a pound would have been fixed.
“But again feeling sure that if the
psychology of the market should not
be destryode by such an official de
claration, tobacco would seY: at prices
substantially above 20 cents, I again,
with the full support of the industry,
advised the AAA that we would not
enter into such a contract.” Williams
said. “Growers now know how the
prices they got for their 1934 tobacco
crop compares with the price the gov
ernment wculd have made us estab
lish if it had had the power to fores
us to do and which Dr Forster has
now assumed for it.”
Mr. Williams cites still other argu
ments to show that the new plan pro.
posed by the AAA and advocated by
Dr. Forster would make it almost im
possible for tobacco farmers to get
mere than the parity price fixed by
the government.
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