PAGE SIX Light Fiction Among New Books At Perry Library Light fiction suitable for the warm summer days still ahead predominates in the new books at the library, though the list includes three biogra phies ar.d a fascinating book of trave:. Piobablv the most useful book on the list is a new book on landscape gard ening by Louis Van De Boe called “Planning and Planting Your Own Place” In it are chapters on grading, drainage, th e making and upkeep of different types of walls, drives and lawns; planting in relation to the type of house, the treatment of trees and shrubs, and the general upkeep of grounds, and the care of plants. The book will be highly useful to the be ginner or to the man or woman long experienced in a garden who needs a fresh point of view on planning and planting. “Suwanee River, Strange Green Land” brings to light an almost un known part of this country in a com bination of history .legend, nature study and fine descriptive writing. It tells anecdotes of Stephen Foster whose monument stands on the lowe reaches of the Suwanee River. Oscar Odd Mclntyre was the best known and the l*aast known man in his field. Through his writings he was familiar to almost everyone in the United States. But his private life and lovable personality wei*e known only to a small circle of friends. Charles B. Driscoll, his friend and editor, has written “The Life of O. O. Mclntyre.” The book is illustrated and has a forword by Major Edward Bowes. In “My Sister Eileen”, Ruth Mc- Kenney tells of the appalling experi ences which she and her sister sur vived in the process of growing up, while conscientious relatives were at tempting to implant culture. These hilarious chapters were published ori ginally as separate stories in the New Yorker. “Th. 3 Horse and Buggy Doctor,” by Arthur F. Eortzler consists of un conventional, entertaining reminis (3 AFRAI OS,MARRY! <> A i Written for and Released by rWp" HELEN WELSHIMER central press association READ THIS FIRST: Judy Roger®, New York heiress, ob tains a job as a model shortly after her father loses his fortune in a financial crash. The same. day she learns that Craig Denby, the man she loves, has married another girl. Afraid of marriage, J>»dy had put him off once too often. Her father goes west with her stepmother, her own mother, remarried, is abroad and Judy moves to a small hotel. She finds solace in the company of Ronald Birrell, bril liant young attorney from Tennessee who has just joined the firm of her father's lawyers. When Judy calls her best friend, Marjorie Barton, Craig answers the phone. Judy submits some dress designs to the wholesale house where she is modeling. When another employe steals them, she appeals to Ronald for advice. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY: CHAPTER 10 THE FRIENDLY spirit in which Judy Rogers had come to Ronald Birrell evaporated as she heard his voice saying; “I’ve been expecting you.” She did not comment on his statement until she was in his pri vate office. Then she faced him and spoke slowly: “Why were you expecting me?” “Won’t you sit down? I’d like to, and I can’t while you stand, you know.” She dropped into a chair. It was deliciously soft and deep after the hard-bottomed chairs and benches •f the wholesale house. Ronald sat down at his desk, long legs spread out, hands back of his i bright head, and grinned. j “I’m sorry, Judy Rogers, but < there are no dividends to amount to anything to report. I’m having £ Miss Martin prepare a check for s you, for what it’s worth.” j “You mean that there is some j money for me?” Judy gasped. “A little. Isn’t that Why you came?” Judy’s eyes flamed with red < lights, and she stood up. “No! I thought we were bankrupt. I don’t see how there could be any money. : I came for some advice. I . . , She turned te the door. In one : more moment she would cry; and he would laugh again. In a quick stride Ronald crossed j the floor, took her hands into his strong tanned ones, and looked into the tear-flooded brown eyes. “Judy, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I thought you came to collect. . And I hated to think so, and took a coward’s way out. I tried to hurt you. Judy, will you forgive me?” “Why do you care if I borrow or collect? You hate me, and my kind.” He dropped her hands. “No, Judy. I don’t. That’s the trouble, you see. Now what was it that brought you here?” She told him briefly. He walked back and forth across the deeply carpeted office twice when she fin ished. Then he said: “You’re sure you haven’t a pa per, a sketch, anything?” “Nothing. I’ve searched every where.” “The double-crossing scoundrels! They should be dragged into court and brought to terms. Or maybe we could arbitrate. But Judy— Miss Rogers, we must have some proof. I believe you, but a judee wouldn’t.” “Then there is nothing I can “I’m afraid not. But I’ll not give up. Maybe I can frighten them into confessing. Mind if I try?” “Os course not. I think you are being fine. I can’t pay you, you see, for a long time.” “I don’t want to be paid. We still handle your father’s affairs. We hope to be busy with them some day again. This is something personal I'm doing for you.” It was a check for SIOO that Miss Martin brought in presently, and Ronald handed to Judy. She took it, folded it, and passed it back to him. “I’m strictly on cenees with genuine human appeal and a shrewd humor. The book is a contribution to the history of Ameri can medicine, authentic as well as amusing. “Designing Woman: The Art, Tech nique and Cost of Being Beautiful,” by Margaretta Byers is what its title implies—a gay little handbook ad dressed to every woman who wishes to make the most of her It is not a book about current fash ions, but is designed to give aid in choosing the most suitable from any year’s fashions. Those delightful char acters that made up the “Gay Fam ily” are back again in “Ballade in G. Minor” by Ethel Boileau. It is a novel of English family life. A small town in Louisiana is the scene of “This is Me, Kathie by Tulia. Truitt Yenni. Because the family’s attentions are concentrated on her prettier sister, Kathie has been allow ed a free and nappy childhood, bu’ she finds it hard to grow up when she marries. “Heiv> i Stay,” by Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth is the story of young Margaret Winslow’s life and work on a Maine farm in 1817. Her awareness of nature, her lonely life with the animals, the farm and the forest and finally of a £»appy romance will he en joyed by nature lovers. “Lady Anna,” by Anthony Trollope is written against the background of England in the seventies, and faith fully mirrors the manners and cus toms of the times. “And Tell of Time” by Laura Krey is an absorbing, epic story of Texas during the years following the Civil War, 1865-18S0. Full of thrill and memorable scenes, it remains at the bottom a realistic picture of family lif € through the generations, rich in substance and detail. Readers of “Gone With the Wind” will enjoy this novel. Christopher Morley says, “Ned 1 1 know Dr. Thorndyke is not to kno'. perhaps the most carefully establishes. “Judy, give up. It’s nqt a girl’s racket.* my own. If there is any money, i give it to my father, please. I’m t doing fine.” Ronald put his hands on her shoulders and his gray eyes 1 scanned hers. “You’re mighty i plucky, but you shouldn’t have to go through this. Judy, give up. * It’s not a girl’s racket.” < She drew away. “Give up ? But ] you got me into it. I mean you ! suggested that I couldn’t fight life.” < He groaned. “Don’t I know it? 1 And haven’t I been cursing myself ! for seven kinds of a fool ever J Since? I was a conceited kanga- ] roo. Judy, give it up, won’t you?” “And starve?” > He glanced at her quickly. “Is 1 it as bad as that?” > “You know the family finances.” 1 “But your mother —isn’t she helping you?” 1 “She thinks I’m with my father. She has a lot of expense. They bought a new villa on the Riviera, you see. I’m 21. I ought to be able to make a living. I’ll get by somehow—and I’ll be a designer, too. It may be only kitchen aprons!” “Sure you will! Judy, I owe you an apology. I thought you were doing the smart society gag—liv ing on an income and being demo cratic about a job. I didn’t know it was this bad.” “Oh, I’m all right. The rent’s paid for another month, I have a dozen cans of soup and some choc olate bars laid by, and money to last a few weeks.” “Where are you staying?” “I’m keeping that as a secret.” “If anything should develop about your argument with the wholesale house, where shall I con tact you, then?” “I’ll telephone your secretary.” “It won’t work. After all, your father’s lawyers have been your guardians for a long time. We claim the right. We must have your address.” “No. I’m sorry. I’m pot coming out of hiding . . . that is, until i I’ve made good. I thought I was when my sketch was accepted, but . look how it teptied out.” “You ore making; good, Judy.” i She noticed that he used her first ; name, aa though It was a familiar sound on his tongue. _ “Do you s think those people would have 1 stolen your sketches if they hadn’t been ace high ? That’s a sure sign 1 that you have the stuff in you. i Don’t be sad about it, You should HENDERSON, (N. C.) DAILY DISPATCH FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 9, 1938 _ crime savant since Sherlock Holmes. S. S. Van Dine calls Dr. Thorndyke the moste onvincing and competent of all the scientific literary detectives. Two Dr. Thorndyke detective stories. “Death at the Inn”, and "For the De fense, Dr. Thorndyke” by R. Austin Freeman have just beep added to the library. In “The Doctor of Lonesome River” Edison Marshall has written a story of Alaska and those who seek then fortune there. “Destry Rides Again” by Max Brand: “Sixgun Melody” by William Colt MacDonald and “Buchy Follows a Cold Trail” by William MacLeod Raine are stories of Western AJvenr ture. In addition to these adult titles a number of new bopks have recently bean added to the children’s depart ment. Britain May Again Warn Herr Hitler (Continued from Page Ope.) macy to convince Germany she would fight if Czechoslovakia were invaded Some Britons believed a warning to Germany—perhaps goipg far beyond any previous intinjations of British intervention in the event of a cen tral European conflict —was being pre pared. ALL LEAVES QF ABSENCE IN FRANCE ARE RECALLED Paris, Sept. 9.—(AP)—Leaves of employees in the governments owned communications system were cancell ed by Premier-Defense Minister Dalo dier today, extending similar precau tionary measures already applied to the army, navy and air corps since the Czech-German crisis arose. Naval reserve officers in Paris re ceived notices today advising them to be ready for duty, if necessary, workers disclosed they were ordered worekrs disclosed they were ordered to remain near their posts, in view of “internationar difficulties of these crucial days.” While officers and sailors of the French Atlantic fleet hurried back to their warships, which were loading supplies and munitions for 60 days of service, the army checked up on its rejoice. You can sketch other dresses, can’t you?” “Os course.” “Then do it. The world will want to be clothed in Judy Rogers’ frocks some day.” When Judy left the office, she felt happier than she had for sev eral days. She wondered why Ronald had not taken her to lunch. She was oddly disappointed, let down, when she thought of it. He had been interested in her. Much as she had been aggravated by his she admitted that she had found something attractive in It. Well, she would have a sandwich and some tea before she went out to search for a new jpb. Here was a place . . . the place that Ronald had once tqken her. She sat down at a table along the wall, ordered a tuna fish sand wich on toast and a pot of tea. She was half through her lunch eon when Ronald entered. There was a girl with him. A girl with yellow hair. Miss Martin, of course, Judy decided in that first swift glance. Then the girl turned her head. It wasn’t Miss Martin. It was someone much prettier, much more self-confident. The girl was looking up at Ron ald, and as they passed the tabie at which she sat, Judy noted how purple and wide the girl’s eyes were, how well the slim black suit fitted her lithe body. She looked expensive. “And she is as out of place in this eating place as I was the day he brought me here,” Judy com mented inwardly. She didn’t want any more of the sandwich. She drank the tea quickly, without sugar or cream. She told hersplf that she was up set over the sketches, bar loss, of a job, everything. Not for a second did she admit that the shining haired creature with Ronald Bir rell had anything to do with it- She decided to go to a movie. All through the picture the lead ing man took turns changing places with, Craig. It was always that way. But Ronald’s head o£* bright red hair stuck itself impu dently before her eyes now apd then, too. She brushed it away. The news reel T he hunt ! ing seasop was opening. A group ; of people, ready to ride to hounds , on Long Island, was shown. There, ■ at the front, smiling into her eyes, [ was Craig. Craig, who had said: "Judy, Judy, where are you?” 1 (To Be Continue** defenses of tips Pyrennes frontier, op* posite insurgent Spain. General Alfred Fagalde, corpnrinder of the 16th Corps Area, completed a detailed survey of the frontier west of Andorra, paying particular attention to anti-aircraft defenses. Gordon Grey To Be Named YoutH Head (Continued from Page One..), vass Qf the State personally and through his friends, and his sufficient yofces pledged to assure his elec’ipn. ’ The Gray forces claimed a good ‘Hjargin of victory. White was still in the fight this afternoon, but, was rumored as considering seeking the post ,of national committeewoman instead. Others mentioned in. the con test for the committee job were Miss Hope Buck, of Bald Mountain, and Miss Sara Ruth Posey, of Murphy, whp made the response to the speech of welcome. 808 THOMPSON APPEALS FOR DEMOCRAT HARMONY Durham, Sept. 9 (AP) —Robert L. Thompson, secretary to Governor Hopy, and keynoter for the North Carolina Young* Democrati onvention, urged today that “Democrats retain liberality and tolerane within our own ranks” in order to “continue in the rule of the liberal party.” He proposed a “party purge” not of individuals but “of the poison of in tolerance” in preparation for the 1940 campaign. Thompson contended that the Demo cratic party has room for and need of Senator George, of Georgia, as well as Senator Wagner of New York, It is not incongruous to find Smith, of South Carolina, and Minton, of In diana, sitting on the same side of the senatorial chamber.” Senator George and Smith are mem bers of the group against whom Pres ident Roosevelt has expressed oppo sition. Smith has been renominated, b-AfraidJkmarry! Written for and Released by f Y HELEN WELSHIMER central press association READ THIS FIRST: Judy Rogers, New York h«lre*s, ob tains a job as a model shortly after her father loses his fortune in a financial crash. The same day she learns that Craig Denby. the man she loves, has married another girl. Afraid of marriage, Judy had put him off once too often. Her father goes west with her stepmother, her own mother, remarried, is abroad and Judy moves to a small hotel. She finds solace in the company of Ronald Birrell, bril liant young attorney from Tennessee who has just joined the firm of her father’s lawyers. When Judy calls her best friend, Marjorie Barton, Craig answers the phone. Judy submits some dress designs to the wholesale house where she is modeling. When another employe steals them, she has a dispute, gives up her job and appeals to Ronald for advice. Judy wonders if she is be coming interested in Ronald. , NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY: CHAPTER 11 DURING THE next few days Judy Rogers searched again for a job. It rained. It grew colder, and there was a snow flurry. §he scanned want ad columns. She re laxed and read the society pages, because the names and the faces were so familiar. It was strange to be living in this world which was so near the one that had been her home, and yet so far removed, She had arranged for her mail to be helCfpr hpr at the postoffice. An occasional letter from her mother came. She was sympa thetic, notltoo worried. In her own luxury she did not grasp the eco nomic upheaval which had taken place in her former husband’s household. If her father wrote to her, Judy did not know it. His mail would go to France, and her mother’s secretary would forward it on to Judy, so it would be late in com ing. True, there was a chance that her mother might see a letter and wonder. Not likely, though. She never troubled herself with details. It seemed to Judy on a particu larly cold evening that all the girls in Manhattan walked with her— young, slim, eager-eyed, tired, dis couraged. She felt them pressing her, hurrying, trying to make the agencies first, that they might ask for any, available jobs. Judy wanted to laugh. She wanted to tell them that they might as well go home, if they had homes. There were no jobs. In one employment agency she bad met a girl who had been at tracted to New York by the com ing world’s fair. *T thought there would be thou sands of jobs,” she moaned. “The City of Tomorrow, they call the fair. It held promise. But every position is gone. Swallowed up.” “Yes, I know. I’ve been there.” Judy had waded through debris and machinery and mud in Flushing park meadow, which was a long ride on the subway, to present an 'application. “I think I’U go home. My father is a high sehool teacher, t can get a grade to teach if I want it,” Judy’s informant went on. Judy brightened. “Where do you live?” The girl named a. town in lowa. r “Da you think I could tench a grade, too?” f “Have you a normal certificate, lop your major in education?” the 'girl asked. “You Haugt have! You [have your background written all lover you. Where did you go to school?” r Thoughtlessly Judy named her school. It was one of the ultra fashionable, ultra-expensive insti tutions in the east. The school teacher’s daughter changed her frank approach. “Oh! Then you wouldn’t want tp teach. You belong to a different environment. 1 should have known.” ! “But I don’t! I mean, that’s iended. I want to teach school—in lowa’* I ■■ The girl spoke slowly. “I think iyou do. But boarding schools don’t prepare I’m afraid; you couldn t do it with out a year or two of normal tram ine- ” suppose so.” Judy could apeak F?Sich fluently. She could nlay the piano well. She could Bing. Not much, but with a sweet, and the Georgia primary is next week “We aie becoming contentious over petty opinions arid overly jealous con cerning personal power, the keynoter. "To rpe it seems that the one thing in the way of continued American progress today is faction alism and intolerance within the Democratic party.” Babson Produces Proof Business Is Improving; Sure Os Big Fall Trade (Continued from Page One.) season.. Private construction doing its part in this improvement. 3. Banking: Debits only 10 per cent below 1937 level. Deposits up $2,000,- 000,0000 since New Year’s. Loans to | business reviving. Business failures falling. 4. Prices: Security prices up 40 per cent from lows. Commodity prices climbing. Retail prices eight per cent below last September and holding steady. 5. Light Industries: Textile activity 33 per cent above three months ago. Shoe output has jumped 50 per cent since spring. Lumber “cut” up 30 per cent more than, normal since Easter. 6. Other Barometers: Weekly car loadings up 100,000 cars, or 20 per cent, since Memorial Day. Power con sumption 19 per cent above June low. Auto retail sales prospects for Sep tember most hopeful in a year. Upswing A “Natural”. After reading these figures—based on actual statistics on my desk—can any one doubt that the upswing is real? Putting these facts all together in my Babsonchart Index, I find gen eral business is 11 per cent higher than on June 1. Many people insist that public spending is the sole rea son why business is better. I do not agree. I think that the improvement is due to natural causes. During April May and June, less goods were being produced than were being sold and “Here, take this, and cry It out.** alto voice. She could row, ride, swim, golf, play tennis, drive a car. She had been leading lady in her class play, and starred a time or two in a Junior league play, i ' But she did not know the things that were necessary to obtain a job. She smiled, remembering that she had forgotten one qualification. She could wear clothes, and design them. All this had happened an hour before. Now Judy was on her way home. She saw tall shoulders in the crctovd before her, and caught her breath so swiftly that it hurt. There was only one person in all the world who walked with that easy, nonchalant grace. Only one head that faced the world so fear lessly. She should have known that some day she would meet Craig on the street. Paths always crossed. Maybe not for a long time. Maybe quite fleetingly. But always, always there came a mo ment when two people who had laughed and played together looked at each other and remembered. She wondered if her nose was shiny. One sole was thin. The damp pavement made her foot ache. She was glad people couldn’t see soles. She had avoided Ronald, at first, the day she saw him in a crowd, but she had no sense of evading Craig. He was here. She thought no further. Then the tall man turned his head. The profile was strange. Craig had not come. The unfa miliar face restored the clarity of her vision. No, she must not watch for him. She must not see a tall man in a crowd and follow hopefully, just to know that he was near. Craig’s way and her way had parted. He belonged to somebody named Mary who did bits over the radio. Her face was white and tired and disappointed when she entered the hotel lobby. A man in a green leatherette chair that was too small for his long legs looked seri ous when he saw her. He came to her quickly. “Mr. Birrell!” Judy made her voice cool. “How nice of you to disregard my desires and locate me. I suppose you want. me to say I’m glad to see you? I’m not, you know.” , - I “Never mind, I’ll do the re joicing for both of us. I don’t think much of this place.” i "Since you sought it out, I think consumed. Production had to start up and it was purely coincidence that the turn came just as the WPA and PWA faucets were opened. From new on, however, public spending will be one of the strong in fluences on business. Between now and February first a torrent of dol lars —nearly three billion of them— will pour, out of the United States Treasury. Every thirty days now for the next five months Uncle Sam will hand out half a billion dollars in an other spectacular attempt to spend the nation back to prosperity. Such a huge stream of dollars will have a powreful effect on trade and industry this fall. _ Farmer’s Dollar Buys More. There are other factors that will give business a real impetus in the months ahead. Cash* receipts from bountiful ciops is an important one. I estimate that farm buying power will be off only about 10 per cent from a year ago, despite the heartbreaking crash in farm prices. We are having bumper harvests. Those extra bushels of wheat, bales of cotton, and pounds of butter will help to offset lower pripes. Also the dollars they bring in will purchase more goods today than they would have purchased a year ago. The farmer’s 1938 dollar will buy as much as $1.06 would have bought in 1937. Another bullish factor is more money for wage earners. Rising indus trial activity ha s already lifted the buying power of mill towns and fac tory cities. I estimate that $25,000,000 more per week is now flowing into pay envelopes than three months ago. Much of this money is being used to clear up back bills, but it will soon be flowing into new sales. Retail trade right now is less than 10 per cent be low a year ago in dollar volume, while in unit volume it is running along stride-for-stride with last Labor Day. Heavy Retail Trade Expected. Hence, I am bullish on business in general and retail trade in particular for this fall. Prices) of goods are at tractive and people will have the cash you should accept it or leave it.’* “No doubt you’re right.” Curiosity got the better of her aloofness. “How did you locate me?” “You aren’t a very astute young lady for all your charm. I went to see the goof who makes dresses. He had it.” “Os course. I’m stupid. I can’t teach school or work on the fair or anything.” Her voice trembled. “Here, take this, and cry it out.” Ronald pushed a big white linen handkerchief into her hands. “I cry alone —except I don’t cry,” Judy told him spiritedly. “Good! I thought I could stop you.” “Have you told anyone about my address?” Judy asked. “Certainly not! Give me credit for the rudiments of manners, my sweet child. But we are holding up traffic. How about calling a truce and going some place to play tonight?” The young lawyer’s face was eager and kind and the banter was gone from his voice now, “An eight-hour truce,” he said solemnly, but his eyes twinkled, “Then you may cuss me out for the next 80 years. You need some fun and so dp t>” Judy knew he had been working hard. She had read about some cases in the newspapers. He had been heralded as a coming genius in the legal world. Society was discovering him, too, but he had no time for it, one columnist ex plained. The names of a girl or two who found him attractive had accompanied that comment. “We’ll go places where no one knows us,” Ronald was saying. Judy was ready to accept. Now she hesitated. He had said; “Where no one knows US.” Not: “Where no one knows YOU.” Was there someone whom he wanted to avoid tonight ? Maybe the girl with the honey-colored hair and wide purple eyes! “It’s important that I talk to you tonight,” he was insisting. “]£ I go home and get into a tux, will you promise not to vanish until I ge£ back ?” Why not enjoy one evening ? Mayjje ’some place—oh, just maybe —She would catch a glimpse of Craig! “I promise,” she answered. (To Be Continued) ■ to buy them. -.Aggressive : should have one of the l on record. Salesmen should t Utu, »b» opportunity to make up fnp „ Ve an 5 months of the spring he lea n ■ should see a real spurt L !! Spaper » r vertising linage. Wago Wo i heir ad - expect a fuller week’s lV * Ca * - workers need fear nof f ut, , t , Salai V ? cuts. Security holders shoVi,> pav ■ prices of selected issue ' ? S .he Clerk of Superior Court of Van County at the courthouse in Hena on, N. C., on the 3rd day of October. 4938, and answer or demur to the P tition in said action or the P ptitlon will apply to the court for the lief demanded in said petition. - This the 2nd day of September E. O. FALKNER. Vance Clerk Superior Court.