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the '•.•Id .-"•afai «•«•"» grandson. >^»»S I-l.rv \ nu v i>»-;ii'.e soon ilisiOMi - a «trnnW afni.sph.-iv ot antagonism over whiih the -laiuison i> the teueai^y » the boetilit>* ol ■~ ; .•■ • ,'il i ^,\ opons tiic oia fflfthe Vl^st of youuy Cary * father has boeu emptied chapter seven THE SIGHT of that empty chest brought back the wave of fear which once before had thr.llec through my body. Muttered words, uneasy movements and quick btep* forward or back, plainly showed the surprise of each member of the family at the unexpected sight. Not a paper, not a tattered shred of anything remained within the chest. It was as clean as though sweot bv the proverbial new broom. O^ly bare discolored boards met each person's searching gaze. The old captain's fragile form was still supported by Carys ctror.s arm. After the heartbreak previously revealed by the cap tain's words. -I did not open his client I couldn't, and—I never though* to do so." I feared to see him collapse under tins sudden blow. But Captain Carv Essex II was made cf sterner stuff. He ral lied and spoke in an even stronger, voice than usual, although it held a pathetic note: "Gone, all gone! My son s pa-1 pers!" .. • *. Gently Carv guided lum to a chair. _ •"Sit down. Granddad. There must be some explanation for this." His voice was consoling, although) surprise and dismay colored t!ie j tone. t. From him I glanced around tne tense sroup. Mrs. Gould s face ex pressed blank amazement mingled with active concern for her father. She had hastened to his side, and now stood with her hand resting on his shoulder, her <*\.ls anxiousl} scanning his face. Next her stood Horace Rand. His smug expression riveted my gaze. Could it be satisfaction he was feel ing? He looked up and caught my eye. Across his features swept a black scowl which, os he looked away, changed quickly to mere friendly interest. The" conversation I had over heard last night flashed into my mind. I was suspicious that that old buzzard knew more than he would care to admit about that empty chest. Whatever the under current of mystery overhanging the Essexes might be. he was in it. I was convinced of that. I looked for Missf Althea. She was not in the room. Whether she had been among us when we entered or pot. I did not know. I had not no ticed her and she might have been there; all my attention at that time was directed toward the captain and the chests. She was the only one who ob jected to Cary's book, to my pres ence. Might she not, with the con nivance of the detestable Horace, have removed the papers? Why didn't someone do something, any thing, rather than stand here idly surveying the empty chest? It wasn't for me to voice my! vague suspicions. Only a secretary, a new one at that, my role must, of necessity, be a strict minding of my own business. A moving figure glimpsed from the corner of my eye attracted my attention. I turned my head Mark Gould was noiselessly slipping from the room. His Expression baffled me. Could I have been misjudging Horace Rand and Miss Althea? Could Mark know anything about the missing contents of the chest? He wasn't v. orn when Captain Essex III was lost on the Titanic Kaye had told me he wos just past | his twenty-first birthday, two' years younger than she was. No! old secret, scandalous or other- i wise—I was certain there was • something of th; sort from Miss: Aithca's interrupted use of the! "Sit down. Granddad. There must bo some explanation .01 xius word "expos—"—could be known to him. That frank, honest face, those clear, guileless eyes, could never hide a shameful secret. I was balk ing up the wrong tree. The guilty feline wasn't crouching there. "Tliat chest was filled when it was put into the attic. I know it was!" Captain Essex's voice drew me from my musing. "What in the dickens became of the tilings, then?" Cary demanded, and Proctor Rand's voice echoed: "What ?" I looked across the room at him. On his face was what I thought to be honest bewilderment. Whatever his father might be doing. Proctor certainly was not implicated. Only a very clever actor—and I didn't think him that—could so accurate ly depict the amazement we were feeling "God only knows!" The broken accents wrung my heart. The can tain was too old to stand much ot this sort of thing. From Proctor I glanced at his sister. She was the picture of well bred sympathy. Thick, drooping lids veiled her eyes. I watched to see what they, lifted, would reveal. I had not lone: to wait. And once more 1 was all at sea. Disdain, ar rogant, unfeeling, lighted her glor ious green-blue eyes. Disdain for what? Could it be not only for the scene as a whole, but for ttie gulli bility of the family whose hospital ity she was at that moment ac :epting? It was beyond O..zo wan lered on to Kaye and Jar..>t The latter stood erect and calm; Kaye ieaned tremblingly against her. Those two could instantly be dis missed from suspicion. The scene 3n the Captain's Walk convinced ine of that. Janet was devoted to her broth er. Anything she might do would be to help, not to hinder, his work. Kaye, younger, of more volatile type than her cousin, had shown by her words after Janet's reproof that she. too, would stand by Cary's side. •You said. Granddad, that you had never opened the chest. How can you be so sure that it was not empty when you had it placed in the attic?" Cary's voice was deferential, but it failed to placate the old captain. The cane still clutched in the frail, knotted lingers, rapped out its angry denunciation of such im becility. "Don't be a fool, boy," snapped out his grandfather. "I helped put that chcst in the attic. Ask Jubez. He'll tell you the same." "I iiid not .intend to criticize your won!, sir," Cary promptly re utrnei. "I merely asked how you c on!'! be sure, but as you handled it yourself, you know." The glare in the captain's eyes sofu-ned. A wry smile twisted his mouth. "If you'd handled a sea chest as many times as I have, you'd know whether it was empty or loaded." "Then—" Cary's voice took on a more portentious note, "someone nui-st "nave taken the contents while the chest was in the attic." "Impossible!" The captain was positive. "I had the lock changed cn that attic door after I found Al ! tliea trying to get into it." "Althea!" "Aunt Althea!" Mrs. Gould's, Cary's, Kaye's and Janet's voices held varying notes of surprise and dismay. "Yes—Althea! Where is she?" "When I left her. she said she was about to retire." Horace Rand's smooth tone supplied the in formation. A brief silence fell; then, Cary asKed: "Granddad, did you say Jabez helped you put the chest in the at tic?" "Yes." "And he and Mark brought it down tonight. Jabez should know if it were as heavy as when he helped put it there." "I can't see how that will help us but call him and ask," grum bled the captain. Cary stepped across the room and pulled the bell rope. Jabez must have been just outside the door, for he immediately appeared. "Jabez, was that chest," Cary pointed to its gaping emptiness, "heavy cr light when you and my cousin brought it down from the attic tonight?" "Heavy, sir." •"You're sure of that?" "I am, sir. 'Twas the heaviest of the three and Master Mark spoke of how the things slid around in it [ when we t:pp"d it." "Then." Cary turned to his grandfather, "liic things were tak jen from it since it was in this room." •'But who—who—?" gasped the captain. "Aunt Althea. She's the only one j who—" i Cutting across his words from j somewhere came a voice raised ! high in a torrent of hate. "You young whelp! What busi i r.ess have .you—" | (To ile Continued New Parole And Pi >bation \ _ I Legislation browned Upon Daily Dispatch Bureau, In the Sir Waiter Hotel. By HENRY AYERILL. Raleigh. Dec. 21.—There will be introduced in the 1S41 General As sembly a "uniform enabling act l'or the Interstate Parole and Probation Compact": but unless the two Tar Heel commissioners most concerned work up more enthusiasm than they now exhibit, it will not get much further along the road to enactment. In fact, it might not even be in troduced. The legislation's laudable purpose is to establish full cooperation be tween states in the supervision and control of parolees ;-nd probationers living outside the jurisdiction in which they are paroled or placed on probation. It has been adopted and the resultant compact signed by 34 states. Both Parole Commissioner Edwin Gill and Probation Commissioner Hairy Sample are in sympathy with the ideal of every state cooperating with every other in parole and pro bation work: but neither is convinced that the so-called "compact" by any means brings about that degree of cordiality which is devoutly to be sought. As a matter of fact, they point out, many of the states which so en thusiastically adopted the act and signed the compact have 110 state pa role or probation systems, with the result that the pact is an idle and meaningless gesture. This situation exists in the two bordering states, South Carolina and Virginia, with which the Messrj. Gil. „nd Sample have their nv.'n con tacts. But without any compact North Carolina is. in tact. supervis ing probationers and parolees i< r j these two states, and. flhroush loci !, supervisory agencies. ti\cy vre rej turning the favor. The Probation commission now in* i 152 probationers under supervisi..it iii 23 other states and the District i of Columbia: while the Parole Com-• mission reports 101 paroles under.sm-1 pervision in other states (3C of them in Virginia and South Carolina). The "compact" ret would perms4, i-ny person convicted of an offense in one signatory state and placed on probation or parole within !t to resst:e in any other signatory -uitc whiie on | parole or probation. It alco provides that each receiving j state will assume the duties of visita tion of and supervision over proba tioners or parolees of any sending state and in the exercise of these i duties will be governed by the sane standards that prevail for its our; probationers and parolees. "There's the rub as far as the Tar i : Heel officials are concerned. Thiyi point out that some signatory slates j haven't any state system and, then - I fore, the "standards that prevail lor' its own probationers and paroles'' is c« meaningless phrase. They believe it I perhaps works out% better to make i i supervisory arrangements for each i case on its individual merits, rather j j than to enter into a wholesale agio j I inent which may mean nothing at: oil. I Neither Mr. Gill nor Mr. Sample is j ' actually hostile to the compact. They j are just more or loss uninterested Tiiey have systems of reciprocal su pervision which seem to be work ins out oil light jind they see no particular reason to change them. Big Business Fears Sales Tax Changes CContinued From Pase Hne) Hires tor all manner and sorts of pro jects: but none of them is as likely to be approved as are those listed. Summing up. then, big business sees as assured an increase of $1, i'.00,000 in spending and minimum de crease in revenue of $1,200,000: which two items add up to a 83,000, 000 spread from a budget assumed to be balanced under the financial status quo. That would be enough to cause nc little fear and trembling; but wher the additional possible spread is con sidered, it is easy to see why the busi ness folks are all a-twitch *nd a twitter. Th"v vpp the chance fur an addi tional S5,000,000 spread (no diversion on one side, plus a nine months term on the other side of the ledger). '■'.f1 i *!-"=> t'- o be added, the re sult is S8,000,000 which brings up nightmares of added taxes on kilo watts, cigarettes, franchises, cor porate incomes and the other thingi which big business always fears are going to be subjected to further tax indignities by the State. Adding to that the fact that Gov ernor Broughton doesn't owe these interest even a wee, small political debt, and the whole situation is enough to put the tycoons in a state 01 jitters which could easily turn into completely nervous prostration on slight pretext. God is Dwyf in Welsh. <8/~ ELLIOTT FILLION WRITTEN TOR AND RELEASED BY CENTRAL PRESS ASSOCIA1ION^ SYNOPSIS Movin? into the large Household ol Captain Cary Essex il a.-> secretary to the oid seafarer's grandson, young Gary. Nancy Donne soon discovers a strange atmosphere ol antagonism over the geaet.ogy which tiie grandson is vritin^. Uisregnrdmg the hostility ol Horace liana, an intimate, out not con genial. friend oi the lamily. toward the project. Captain Kssex opens the old sea chests ol the :annly to help in com piling the genealogy, cnlv to discover that the chc.st ot you:;:: Cary's lather has boon emptied. Young Cary declares that Aunt A!ih>\a. the captain's eldest daughter, niiglit have emptied it. CHAPTER EIGHT AT THE sound ot that high pitched voice, every one of us was startled into unnatural stillness Cary, interrupted by the words. "You young whelp! What business have you—" stood for a second or two in silence, before dryly con cluding: "I think that proves my conten tion.'' His last word was scarcely ut tered when Mark's voice broke across Miss Althca's now unintel ligible tirade. "Somebody come quick! Through the door under the stairs, she's locked the other one!" "Go. go!" Captain Esse?; fairly pushed Cary, who promptly raced away. Janet and Kayc followed. Kayo stretched out her hand and cauj+it mine as they passed. 1 yielded to her imperative tug and rushed along with them, grateful for her compelling clasp, for my curiosity was at white heat. Out the door we dashed, down the hall to the stairs, through a door beneath them which I had sup posed led into a closet, through an alcove, into Miss Althea's room. The scene before us I shall not soon forget. Miss Althea, her lost remnant of dignity gone, was struggling wildly against Gary's restraining grasp, while Mark, on his knees, was pull ing papers and books from the barely smouldering fire. She had defeated her own pur pose. By piling too much onto the low fire, she had smothered it. the one thing which saved from de struction the papers she now was struggling to regain. Cary's face was grim. Mark's bore a broad smile. For all his aunt's frenzied jerks from the digs and dabs at Cary, it was to Mark her furious denunciation still was directed. A fact .which amused him mightily. "What is the meaning ot this?" The captain, with Mrs. GouM's as sistance. was crossing the room. Bang, bang, bang! The thumping of the cane, his words uttered in a loud, commanding tone—anger had renewed his waning strength— cowed Miss Althea. Her struggles ceased; her voice died into silence. No one spoke. As clearly as though I had witnessed it, I knew that Mark had caught his aunt at tempting t<7 burn the papers, the last of which he now drew from the fire and laid upon the hearth. "Answer me!" Thump went the cane. The captain moved nearer his daughter, raised his cane and brandished it in her face. Although he had ordered her to speak, he did r.ot wait for her to reply. "Althea 'Jssex, for the last twen* ty-odd years you nave been an in cessant torment to me. I warn you, my patience is completely ex hausted. Tomorrow morning I shall begin inquiries for a suitable place to put you. Have you under my roof any longer, I will not." I pit.tied the" poor old captain. Every particle of color was gene from his face; his voice, so loud and Ciear at the beginning of his speech, at the end was husky and barely above a whisper. But it was Miss Althea in whom the most surpris ing change was worked. The haggard lines in her face deepened; her figure drooped and shrank from his accusing words. At his conclusion, she uttered a wild shriek and sagged forlornly to the floor. "No, no," she wailed, "it would kill me to leave Purple Beeches. I won't touch anything again. I swear 1 won't." Like judge and jury in one. her father regarded her. There was nr. sign of relenting on his face. "Get up off that floor," he or dered. "You're a woman, not a child. Stand up and answer my questions." Tears of rage and fear were roll ing down her cheeks. Not one more word did she say, but obediently, w ith Cary's help, struggled to hei feet. "Mark," the captain turned to his grandson, "how did you know SHE had the papers?" "I didn't know, sir, but I remem bered her peeking through the dooi at us several times while we were bringing the chests and desk down From the first time it was men tioned, she has raved against Cary's book. She wasn't in the room with us and, after all her talk, wouldn'1 she have been there unless sh< knew something about the emptj chest?" He stopped, but the captair waved him on. "Go on," he ordered. "What die you do?" "I came to her door and tried it It was locked. I'd never known hei to do that before; we've alway: been welcome to come in when w< pleased. I went around the stair; and in at the other door. She wa: piling all this stuff on tne fire a; fast as she could. I grabbed her am tried to hold her away while pulled it out again; but I couldn'i do anything alone, so I yelled foi help. When I grabbed her. shi yelled at me and raved like a fish wife until you came in. That's all.' "Well done, my boy. You actec while the rest of us stood arounc and blabbed like a lot of old worn en. I shan't forget it. Now," th< captain swung again to his daugh ter—I expected every moment tr see his cane thwack her over th< head—"what have you to say foi yourself?" The minutes during which Marl was speaking had giver. Miss A1 thea time to pull herseif together There was fury defeated but uncon quered in the shrewd ga:.e she fixct upon her father. "Those papers in Cary's chest an mine," she stormed. "I told you s< when I came home after he died You wouldn't give them to me. tonight I took them. They're mine 1 tell you. mine, and I'm goin^ it (Chapter No. 9 o:i Page Seven) have them." She took.a. shuffling step forward, but both Cary and Mark barred her way. "Cary's papers never were yours," sternly answered her fa ther "I was made administrator of iiis estate, an J his papeis were kept for his son. if he ever wanted them, which he does. I'll stand no more from you, Althea. Vot one other impertinent word. Answer this and then go to your room. How did you open the chest?" "With this." From the breast of her dress she drew out a slender chain; from it dangled a key. "Cary yave it to me before he took his wife on that visit to her people in England. If he'd never married that ciily. giggling jade, he wouldn't have been drowned by an iceberg. He, the smartest captain afloat, to give up his life because a fool wom an—" "Silence!" Smack* The cane caught her across the shoulder with a force which made her wince. "Janet Ketherly was a good woman; she was a good wife to your brother, a devoted mother to their children. Don't ever let me hear vou say anything against her again! As for that key, I don't be lieve Cary ever gave it to you; he wouldn't have been such a fool! Get out cf here, and don't let me see your ugly face for a week!" The old captain was shaking with rage. He certainly wasn't very polite to his aged daughter, but I, for one. didn't blame him. She was ugly, there was no lifee denying that! And she had just admitted that she was a thief, probably a liar as well. Yet—if she had succeeded in her attempt to burn the papers. Purple Beeches would be a happier place today. Wearily, ohe made h^r way from the room! She was over seventy, too old to go through such a scene. It must have taken toll from her aged body as it did from her father's. As the door closed behind her, he crumpled and would have fallen to the floor but for Cary's supporting arm. Mark sprang to his cousin's assistance and. together, they car ried him to an easy chair. Mrs. Gould. Janet and Kaye rushed to his side, and Cary hurried from the room, returning with a glass of brandy which helped to restore the captain's strength. While the others were clustered around him, my attention was at tracted to the pile of papers still lying on the hearth. From it was arising a wavering thread of 1 smoke. I sprang forward and with 1 both hands pressed the papers to gether until the last bit of smoke faded into colorless air. "Good girl!" The thin voice ' croaked out the words. "Good girl, Nancy." I thought he was speaking to one of the ethers until I heard my own name. I lifted my head and smiled-> at him My hands were blackened from the char red edges of the pa pers. but for good or ill. I had ex 1 tinguished the last spark of the I creeping fire. Wearily, he smiled back at me; then, he spoke again: \ "Dculah. I am afraid your .ticier is dementi J." i fTc- lie Continued) U. S, Warship Hits Freighter Oif Jersey W*U""'>v--ST*. ... v.. . .U' _■>.U(0-torii batt.csliip U. S. S. Arkansas (above) and the Melrose, a 5,148-ton freighter ownect-by the 0: Comjiiin.v ol Boston, c«)lli(lcd about fifty miles off the New .Jersey coast near Asbury Park. — clrosc' bzoiy damaged and in danger of sinking, began an immediate race for New York, escorted by the Arkansaa. Held ns Swindler Joseph Warren Uuiden I Free" under $5,000 bond, Joseph j Warren Burden, socially prominent stock broker, charged with grand j larceny, is accused of swindling j smart set friends and their servants out of more than 533.'?,000. The case was described by the New York ' district attorney's office as "the ' big-gest stock scandal since the < Whitney case." Remove Blast Victim c ui me- victims of the explosion that demolished two tenement mildings in Cincinnati, Ohio, is removed from the wreckage. At least hirtccn persons were killed. Investigators, attribute cause of blast litlier to illuminating gas or to acids used by a chemist experimenting in the basement. NOTICE. Having qualified as Administrator of the Estate of Pvlrs. Nora li. Fine:., deceased, late of Vance Count \\ North Carolina, th's i.-> to notify j persons having claims against ; Estate of said deceased to exLbjt. them to Ihe undersigned. on or fore the 14th day of December. I'M;, or this notice will be nleaded in i.i of their recovery. All persons hide!«. ed to 'his estate will please mal-.c . . mediate payment. This the 14th day of Decembov 1940. J. W. FINCH, Administrator of the E-tate of Mrs. Nora B. Finch, deceased 14-21-28-4-11-18 NOTICE OF SALE 01 CAR C-WGIIT IN THE ACT of transporting; WIHSKEV. The undersigned wiil offer lor - .!<» at the courthouse door by public auction on the 1 :?th day of January, 1941, at 12 O'clock, in Henderson. \'. C. for cash. one 32 Mode! Ford Serial No. . Motor No. AA 5090876. This car was caught in the act «t transporting whiskey and was oid-.: - ed confiscated by the Judge of iiu Municipal Court of the Ciiv of Hen derson as provided by law. in the case of State Vs. Florine llampto!: This 14th day of December. 1940. J. I!. LANGSTON, Chief of Police of City of Henderson. notice. I have thi-> day qualified before the Clerk of the Superior Court of Vance County, North Carolina. ;,s Administratrix of the Estate of : v husband, the Late C. T. Ev;.n and i this is to notify all person holding 1 claims against said estate to present : them to the undersigned on or before I one year from this date or thi notice i will be pleaded in bar of ;::iy iC ! covery. Persons indebted to s;.d ; Estate are requested to make im i mediate settlement. This the 21st day of November . 1940. MRS. JENNIE EVANS. Administratrix of Estate <-t C. T. Evans. J. P. & J. H. Zollicoffer, Attorneys. | 23-30-7-14-21-28 NOTICE. i Having qualified us Administrator of the Estate of Eugene T. Hick?, deceased, late of Vance County, North Carolina, this is to ni.tily all persons having claims .-gainst the said estate to exhibit them to the undersigned, or to hi- attorneys in 1 Henderson, N. C.. on or before the 6th day of December. .'J4!, or this notice will be pleaded in bar of their recovery. All persons indebted to this estate will please make immediate payment. This the 6th day of December, 1940. FRANK HICKS. Administrator of Estate of Eugene T. Hicks. Gholson & Gholson. Attorneys for Administrator. 6-13-20-27-3-10 NOTICE. Having qualified a> Administratrix of the Estate of E. J. A'dls. docoascd. late of Vance County, North Car olina, this is to n ' y .!! persons I having claims again-1 iiv siid estate I to exhibit them to the undersigned, or to her attorneys iii Henderson. N. C., on or before the 6th day of De cember, 1941, or thiV notice will be pleaded in bar of their recovery. All persons indebted to this estate will please make immediate payment. Tin's the Gth day of December, Administratrix m tiie Estate of E. J. Wells, deceased. Gholson & Gholson. Attorneys for Administratrix. 6-13-20-27-3-10 NOTICE. Having qualified as Administrator | C. T. A. of the Estate of Marcus Woodliel', deceased, late of Vance County, this is to notify all persons having claims against the said estate to exhibit them to the undersigned, or to his attorneys in Henderson, N. C., on or before the Gth day of De cember, 1941. or this notice will be pleaded in bar of their recovery. All persons indebted to this estate will please make immediate payment. This the 6'tii day of December, 1940. T. C. WOODLIEF, Administrator C. T. A. Estate I of Marcus WoodJief, deceased. Gholson & Gholson, I Attorneys for Administrator. NOTICE. Default having been made in the payment of those bond.-; secured by that deed of trust dated the 9th day of July, 1938. executed by Miss M. Elizabeth Branie, duly recorded in Vance County Registry in Hook at page 484, and at the request ol the holder thereof, the undersigned Trustee will offer for sale and sell to the highest bidder, for cash, at the Courthouse door in Henderson. North Carolina, on Monday, January 6, 1941, at 12 o'clock midday, the fol lowing described real estate: First Tract: That tract of land con taining 100 acres, more or less, known as the Mrs. Maggie Estes property, bounded as follows: By C. S. Burroughs, H. W. Long mire, et al. It being the same land purchased by Miss Elizabeth Brame lrom Charles P. Brame. et al, by deed recorded in Book 1.54, at Pfge 99, Vance County Registry, and a part of which she inherited. It being also the land which belonged to the Late Mrs. Maggie Estes, a part of which Mrs. Estes inherited from hei mother, Margaret Burton and a part of which she purchased from he: brother, Robert Burton. Second Tract: Beginning at a stone and pointers in Evans line and run thence East 175 poles to a st<me in the road; thence along said load North 10 degrees West 28 poles: North 24 degrees, West 24 r Sycamore stump; thence West IM poles to a dogwood stump in Evan line; thence South 3 degrees, West 54 poles to the beginning. Containing 60 acres and known as lot No. 3. For further description see Deed Book 6U at page 90, Vance County Registry This the 5th day of December, 1940. J. H. ZOLLICOFFER, Trustee.
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