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w 3 W Exemptions Opposed D.iih Dispaieli Bureau. !n the Sir Walter lloh'l !?\ h£\Rl avi:sii.l. ! Ve ! H' *.*«»..Ilt> ri»l" »>> iws .'i .Wnlh *Cuivliiui aw* I ad !".! •! their oppi»irinIl til • ^ t ,\ ewrptt.Ic. ott I't'f-iH' ■ >teacts. and ;uv nut will u tu e<« pi nml<e the matter on the - • > 'equalization" Hind sr! • *" ;.:d :L -r whose revenues hardest :i;: by such ex it t e >:• - u 11>. epresen ••:..!! hal! the hutt •u:»> ed <• proposal. ■ . »• esjislative ..rin ca:v* o the eon ;i:im - n > equity in the unci idea : ' « opinion that •• trie situation .'.'••i i■iiuah.i.ition tund a in revenue sicvs;. •. . • least SS.OOU. ^ x nue.. t \ecuti\ e C. i-:ta Associa \ i issioners - .■ additional reason •> ti e that the Sl. i uvald come irotn .. v.ajy > aght to bt t . *ax !e\ :t> ofi i o i>£uy In Race For Speakership Dauy Lhspauli TJureau. In the Sir IV^iifr Hutel. R.\ HKXRV WFRILL. Ilalc.gi). Dec. 1~ Hepn sentalivi George «'i Sali>bui/ i> in Hit race for Speaket e. the House ti> st.n artel tins n jiui i....- .. the remotest intention! ;n withdraw and leave Hit' field to J Shelby's Oda> M. Mull, the Kowan j law maker t«»I«.J vowr reporter. This ;Lit -latement tiial ho'lI stick wa> made it1, ord» r to *et at rest re- i peated rumor- that I'.vell will iv:m ' down before tin* caucus «»i Democrats of the House on the eve t>l the lieu fi-;! 1 Assembly. "I think I have a good chance to win. and I intend to carry on tin I fight to the end.'' said I'/zell. then j laughed and added jokingly: "I'll .still be in as long as inv col- ! league from liowan is willing to nominate me ;:nd I can second the nomination." Me >.IIU UKII II .ni iMniimi 1,1:11 paign ..r'to;: the House members ho j has tound great deal 1'I sentiment j against bestow :ng political honors and post? upon natives ot Shelby. th<. teeling being very general that u>« much ha- aht-ady been done along that line. Uz/.e!I : ...:.y legislator. and other miormed political sources appear convinced that Governor Clyde R Hoey . :id Mr. Mull are us-: ng the current >peakershij) race in order t.> promote their own lutun po'itica! I'irtunes. i havt Heard repeatedly that tin g< >ve:::• v.;.n:- to run against Sen ;,!>■ Reynolds n 1944 and that Mr M. :i - >ett::sg cap tor the guber- j ! c«. > paign ot' the same year.' I On t!ic Mull claims ot 91) to 9."5 j v ;n ti:e caucus, the Rowan rep- 1 tf.»cn;c.t:ve >aid: "1 think Air. Mull is line man. quite able along many but I think he's way off on - mathematics. He's much too long > n addition." ^ 1 Full Pint 95c ART'?IC!ALLY COLORED Prepared by Greenbros. Inc. Cinti. 0. Aycock Here Tonight For Two Games | Tiu-rc'- ;i douekheader basketball ' gatur " tap tonight at Hender.-i'ii . high ~y . with the Aycock teams I coming up t'or contests with the I high.-. Aycock is undefeated in the county, i-r-.d ha- racked up a doubl 1 win ovtr Middleburg. Each year. Aycock turns out fair ball clubs, and this season, the ;:u j gregations !o.>;< <»n p;ir with those that have gone before. The first game gets underway at I 7:30 o'clock. '-h! WARNSR BROS PRESENT "LADY WITH RED HAIR" $. am^troy wres «| fc Vb T ir< >rro\v-Saturdav lUc and 30c "Drums Along The Mohawk" With Henry Fonda ClauiUtte Colbert Chap*"!- W ?: "'IR. G-MF..V ?.I •: -: 1 Comedv STATE 10c-20c Today BACK AGAIN* "VIRGINIA CITY" with K ■ Flyr.:—Miriam Hopkins Also \vi) the pirates:'-• Ft iday-Saturday M :sc/-r;xEPS DEAe NCvAH-IF Ycu^ SUCE ST!C<S ITS ^MJLE CUT should 3E <="!VEJM A GCCD l^cmg "? W?5 V PFuTieNftEUTeR. uE.Ci_A, S. DAK - o-yc-rz mcah — did vcu —V£l^ /A MOCK-j ING 3'^D MCCK -A JAIL S!^D ? •J'JA-Q-FAM . oTTr Ki / w ^teiJiiAon Special Notice! Films of Local People Have Just Been Re ceived and Will Start Today! Come to this theatre and see yourself and friends on the screen. Admission 10c and :»0c Matinee and Xijjht o 3-j.a jli Mutin«>e 10c ;md 44c Night (All Scats) 55c Sui?. Only, Dec. 15, 1940 D. "is o|:tn 2:0(1 P. M. unci S:0() P. M. On Th" Stage STARS and STRIPES REVUE 30 Talented Artists On the Screen Joe E. Brown in "So You Won't Talk" CI! AI 'TER FORTY -SE VEN THEY ATE Iheir dinner togeth er for the first time, but it was a silent meal. A shadow had fallen over Kit. Her ready wit had de serted her. They sipped their coffee without talking. Then Vance said. "This is the last night out, you know." "I know," she said, her voice low. "There's a ship's concert and all sorts of goings on. You'd belter get ready." "You mean that you'll take me up?" "If you like." "I'll get my bag," she saici. But when she came back, she said, "I don't want to go to the concert. Vance. It isn't wise. Some one might recogniz' us." "What if they do?" She laughed grimly. "Our names would be mud, Vance. Don't you suppose 0that everybody on this ship knows that a man and woman are occupyir.g A-1G3' It would make a scandal of some propor tions if our identity were to be come known." "I hadn't thought of that," he answered. "Maybe you're right. Well, we can go up and look at the moon ftom th« hurricane deck." "That would be a good place," she said. "I'll have to talk to you tonight, Vance." Ail day sue d known what she wr.s doing to have tc say to him. lint the words stuck in her throat wrhen she tried to say them. "I'm sorry, Vance. Terribly, ter ribly sorry." That was the way she began. "Sorry for what, honey?" If she had not b.cn so intent on what she was going to say next, she would have heard the gentle ness in his voice. "For doing what 1 have done to you. For embarrassing you and making you uncomfortable — for being such an idiot! I was so sure of myself. But I was wrong. I guess 1 was pretty unbalanced about the whole thing. I thought because I've been in love with you ever since I was sixteen that may be the kind of love I had was big enough to attract yours. I guess I believed in the old line about any girl being able to get the man she wants if she goes after him hard enough. I know better now. From now on I'll believe that it's love at Qrst sight for two, or not at all." She was such a crazy little kid. Vance cleared lus throai because a bunch of words got mixed up there. Kit was going on: "I told you I'd be a good loser. I will be. I only ask one thing of you. I haven't any right to ask it, but I guess now you know any way. It's abou'. you. Not the man who ran away, t ut the man who won't ever run a.vav again—from! CHAPTER FGP.TY EIGHT "IX FIVE minutes we'll ciar! our show," Vance went on. 'Tn going to call on ono of our be loved savants. Dr. Hartpenec. n noted authority on internationa. politics. On Ken Speed to do hi; radio routine for its. On Miss Glo ria Le Brun, known to you a.s one of our greatest screen tragedi ennes. I'm going to give away a secret. Miss Le Brun is a mimic whose delightful performances arc tops in—" he fumbled—"in drol lery. Will you do it, Gloria? . . . Thanks. . . . And now, Dr. Hart pence, we'd like to hear your views on the European situation today. The professor stepped to the platform. The hands of the clock pointed to twenty minutes of eleven. Gloria Le Brun, ths English wit, the radio comedian, all had done their turns. Vance was beginning to feel anxiety. He thought he had caught the acrid odor of smoke faintly. .tie said, "Folks, I think I ought, to explain why we are standing still. One of our engines broke clown. The repair work is being speeded up and we should be un der way shortly." Wyncoop had forbidden him to tell them that the Georgian was coming to them. ("If they know we've radioed for her to intercept us, they'll not believe anything you'd say. Better wait until they can see for them selves.") "Meanwhile our show will go on." There wasn't much to go on with. There was a rising newspa per columnist, named Jonas, in the crowd. His stuff, which was pretty funny, was known to Vance. lie called on him. As he had hoped, Jonas was amusing, but Vance knew that the dreaded moment was getting close —there was an ominous movement in the crowd, a twisting of necks, a shuffling of feet, an hysterical note in the laughter. Jonas was running down. Vance thanked him with a bright speech, his voice steeled against anxiety, his eyes seeking Wyncoop in the companionway. Suddenly his false smile sick ened. Kit, her head lifted, was coming through that door. Coming directly to the stage. . To Jonas he pleaded in a whis per, "One more yarn—quick!" He lowered himself from the platform. "Introduce me. I can hold them," Kit whispered. "Go away, my dearest, at once! You'll be finished if you get up there," he said, trying to shield her face from the crowd with his shoulders. A woman rose, a scream on her lips. He leaped to the platform and gave Kit his hand, pulling her up. He said simply, "This star needs no introduction." A voice from the crowd said; loudly, "It's Kitty O'Reilly!" "Good evening, everybody," she said with her sweet, shy smile. "It IS Kitty O'Reilly. In show business we call the last act the flash. I'm i anything. Your job's waiting for you. 1 tnli] (Jivgory you'd be back :n two weeks. Nobody'll ever know that you run away. Hereafter, try to be yourself. Be simple, because being simple means being yon, and that's enough for everybody. No body likes a wise guy. Be content with knowing % that you're what everybody else thinks you are—a nice, lovable, human person." "Gosh. Kit"—he coulo hardly say it. His hand hovered timidly over her shoulder that was turned away from him. "I guess love doesn't always strike you at first sight, but that doesn't mean that you don't fall." "Vance!" Kit's voice was sharp, her eyes fixed on the running fig ure that had come on deck. Hi* eyes swung arounu to fol low it. He could hear the low, sharp command of the second olli cer giving orders to one of the wireless operators at hir; side. The second officer took the steps to the bridge two at a time as the other man saluted and hurried off to his office. "Something's up,' Vance said. "The engines have stopped!" "I'll .ind out what it is. Stay here, Xit. Do you understand? Stay right here until I find out what goes on. Don't move!" She drew back .n the shadows, her eyes following him as he hur ried to the deck below, to the radio office. vvncn he came back ncr, ms face was white, tense. "Kit, you must get below at once," >e said. "Don't open our door until I come for you, WHAT EVER HAPPENS. You're perfect ly safe and I'll get you out of this without anyone ever knowing you were on shipboard. But you must not be seen." "What is it, Vance? Tell me!" "Don't be afraid, my darling. There are a couple of things the matter, but there's no real danger. Our cargo of felt is on fire. It's under control, but it makes a lot of smoke—" "But the engines have stopped." "I know. There's been some thing wrong with them. Nothing to do with the fire. We'll be here another four or live hours. There's absolutely no danger from fire or anything else. But if this crowd smells smoke they'll probably starl a panic." "A panic at sea!" she said, whitely. "A disgrace to the line, and Lord knows what can happen if they lose their heads. Sparks tells me that we'll be intercepted by the Georgian within the hour. When she is in sight, Wyncoop, second officer, will go below and announce what's happened. He doesn't dare tlo it until she's sighted." "Can't he tell them now?" "No, dearest. There's been enough ; not golnp tn (:? the flnsli tonight. VOir arc! First, wc-1! sir.? my tiiem? .ccr.T. Tiicn we'll sing any ■ thing you want. D-.ti 1 war.t you all io sing. ItemernlKr tlie story about the i-.-.nn who said he couldn't ..sins; goo.!. but lie could sing good , and loud? All right, everybody, here we go— "Just a song at twilight . . . When the lights ar- low ..." Vance slipped through the com panionway and walked across the 1 deck to the rail. Back o£ him he 1 heard voices lifted in Kit's song. He felt sick. Dimly he was conscious of foot steps hurrying on the dec!; above him. Then he saw it. A great, white I ship steaming toward them. "Shine on . . . shine on liar rest moon . . . for me and my gal." They were still singing lustily i back in the salon. Kit had done it. The music was muted. There were a few minutes of silence. Then cheers and applause rent the air. Men and women were pouring out of the doors to the deck, j sweeping: him alorg with them in ' their excitement to see the Geor gian. The excitement, he realized J with that part of him that was not numb, was the excitement of curi ' osity, not the excitement of fear. He looked for Kit in the desert ed salon. She was not ther*. He found her in his siting room, seated on the lounge where he had found her four nights before. "I had to do it, Vance," she said simply. He nodded dumbly. "Poor kid," he said. "It was a i sad day when you .-iet up with the j likes of me. I guess things are fixed for you now." "I guess they are," she said cheerfully. She was a funny girl. ! Any other girl, knowing she'd j thrown away a career, would look j mighty unhappy. She said, "What j were you going to say to me up on deck?" "You ought to know now, Kit. You don't think I give a darn about myself, do you ? Why do you | suppose it makes me sick in my I heart to know what those people j are going to think ..bout you?" "They'll forget it when we're married," she said complacently. Vance said, "Come here!" A few minutes later she said, "Remember when you said this was a bad habit to get into?" "I take it back," he said, kiss ing the tip of her nose. "I'm going to make it a life-long habit. Speak ing of our lives, what are we go ing to do now? "You'll go to law school and be come a pillar of the law. I'll stay home and keep house and be the j most respectable woman you ever' heard of. Oh, darling, don't you see what happened tonight? If yr.- ' could only believe there's a reason, for everything we do in life, you'd' believe that it was intended for1; you to be in radio so that you I could—could be an instrument of i destiny as you were." "Do you believe that?" he asked champagne (lowing tonight, to lloat 1 he darned ship," he said, hurrying lier along tir deck uiid down the narrow stairs. "What arc- you going ti do?" "I don't know, i may re able to keep tilings going. I'll watch the crowd and if I see them getting nervous, I'il put on a show until VVyncoop ran talk to them." "You can't go. Vance. You, too, have a reputation to look out for." "A panic at sea, Kit. is pretty bad. If I can hold 'em off, prevent them ft cm being scared, it's only my duty. I'll leave you here. If we were able to save every life on this ship, they still wouldn't forget what they think we've done. I can take it—you can't. Don't come be low!" h He was gone from her side. He slipped through the compan ionway to the main salon, his eyes keen, his mind tabulating facts as his glance swept the room. His plan already was materializing as he spotted a university professor, a radio comedian, a noted English wit, the woman whose horse had won the last derby, Gloria Le Brim, a movie star. This was his material if he had to ^se it. TIvj Sailors' quartet was finish ing a number on the platform. Vance's glance covered every movement of restlessness; he felt the vague growing tenseness in the crowd tightly packed, row on row. He knew that it would not be long before that restlessness became a sweeping panic. A woman near mm nan rose, a hand "to her mouth, her eyes craz ily searching the air for smoke. In swift strides he cleared the distance to the platform and stood before the microphone, raising his hand for silence. "Hello, folks," he said. "Thia is Vance Healey, bringing you an in novation in shipboaiu entertain ment. You've heard the program arranged for you. Now—this is our little surprise. We're ALL gbing to take part in a broadcast that will make radio history. From the At lantic ocean, we're going to give an informal program"—he was careful not to say that it was actu ally on the air—"that has never been equaled. In our roster of guest stars—and I hope you will all co-operate—we will have the most' distinguished company gath ered at one show. \Ve''l have a va riety program of news, interviews, music, comedy and drama." ^ He paused his quick chatter only long enough to look at the clock at the back of the room. It was exactly 10:10. Wyncoop had said the Georgian was speeding to them and should reach their side within the hour. He hoped lit could ho! i them that long. (lo lie C ontinued! ' her. a littio awed. i Kit was raying ..hat she did when there was a sharp knock at j the dcor. Vance opened it. • "The captain's compliments, sir," . the third officer said. "And will you please go to his cabin at once. He would like to see both you and Mrs. Healcy." Kit and Vance exchanged short, worried glances. The captain said, "I have asked ; you to come here so that I might : thank you for what you have done, j I can't tell you what it would have i meant to the line, and to me per ' scnally, had you not directed J events as you did. From the bot tom of my heart, sir, to you and ! your lady, I "xtend the deepest gratitude of myself and my com pany." Vance swallowed and smiled wanly. "The purser told me of your I wishes to keep your identity un known. I realize how unselfish it was of you both to act as you did under the circumstances." "Then you knew that we—we were not married?" Vance said. "But wc wish to be, sir. If you could marry us—" The captain said, "Not mar ried?" He was puzzled; the purser had said . . . Kit saia, "Its all my fault. Vance didn't even know that I wa« aboard. I followed him on—" The captain's voice rumbled at her, "What's this? A scandal? We can't have this—" He took a black book from hi« desk. Kit's hand sought \ ance's. The captain turned back to them. The black book was open in his hand. "Do you have a ring, young man?" Vance slipped a ring off his fin gcr. It was on Kit's hand in an in credibly short time and the captain was shaking Vance's hand and calling her Mrs. Hcaley. Then he picked up his hat and went to the door. "Stay here as long as you like," his great voice boomed at them. "But I'm hoping you'll joir. us be low. The occasion calls for a bit of celebration. I shall ask the en tire ship's company to join me in a toast to Mr. and Mrs. Healey." He opened the door then and, standing on the threshold, he add ed, "whom I had the honor of unit ing in marriage the night we sailed from New York." He closed the door gently. Vance looked quickly at his wife. "What did he mean?" he de manded. "Darling dope!" she said fondly, "the captain has given us back our reputations for a wedding present, [f we had been married the night ivc sailed—as now the world may lvc'11 believe—no finger of scandal sver can point to us." 0 "I'll have you know you're talk r.g about my wife," he said stern y. "You'd better smile when you >r.y that." "How can I smile?" she asked •casonably, a few moments later, 'and kiss you at the same time?" (The End) j MiDDLF.BURG Tr.AM DEFEATS JUNIORS I | Middlebur."; whipped the Junior | var: ily ; t < r 1 - la. 1 ni^hl mi ihe ^ T i ch 11 1 burg roiiil. l"i Id «'!. with the lirst i half of the f'.iik'sl being close. Cuaeh IJnb Harrison's crew of I younfi.-tei s look lo (he i»;sm»• like ducks to w.iter. ;ind their pc»i-|"«»r— j niance was pleasing to the mentor. He plans to have oilier sanies for his.juniors during the year. 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