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i fttACl 4C0 ; u*. Sixth Installment SYNOPSIS: Johnny Breen, 16 years old, who has spent all his life aboard a Hudson river tu;:boat plying near New York, is j tossed into the river by a terrific explosion | which sinks the tug, drowns his mother and i the man he called father. Ignorant, un- j schooled, and fear driven, he drags himself j ashore, hides in the friendly darkness of a i covered truck ? only tq be kicked out at dawn J ? and into the midst of a tough gang of boys i who beat and chase him. He escapes into a ! basement doorway where he hides. The next i day he it rescued and taken into the home- j of a Jewish family living in the rear of the r j second hand clothing store, lie works in the j sweatshop store ? and is openly courted by ? Becka ? tne young daughter '. . , The scene shifts to the home of the wealthy Van Horns ? ?on 5th Avenue, where lives the bachelor ? f Gilbert Van Horn ? in whose bfe there i$ a j bidden chapter. That chapter was an affair : with his mother's maid, who left the house J when he was accused* The lives of Johnny j Breen and Gilbert Van Horn first Cross when ' Van Horn sees Breen win his first important I ring battle. NOW, GO ON WITH THR STORY j Malone, in the dressing room with the fighters, saw Sol Hernteld slowly count out three five dollar bills and offer them to John. They were stand- ' ing in a comer, partly shielded by a locker. "What's that?" Malone demanded sharply, approaching the boy and his manager. "What I won. I get fifteen and Sol gets ten ; he's my manager," John ex plained. "Say ? you dirty crook!" The trainer glared at Sol, bianched to a d.uiiiiy pallor at the discovery of his duplicity. "You give that boy his money." Malone. with a sudden irnp. nulled the retreating flernie.M backward. "i damn you? dig!" and he drove his el bow sharply into the middle of Sol's soft back. Bernfeld, wincing with pain, hesitated. John eved him with suspi cion. "Dig, you rotten crook," and I'utr Malone gave him a second and much harder lu?:>k in the back as a crisp fifty dollar bill came to light. Malone snatch ?d this and handed it to John.', "Take that, son, you earned it. An* you," turning to Sol, "fade, an' fade fast, before you get what's consin' to.' you " Bernfeld took the hint v. i.hout ' delay. ** "Whit's your name, sun Malone asked. "You look white." i "Breen, sir, John Breen," the "sir" ?lipping from some dormant cell, re corded, perhaps, while overhearing Captiin Breen address some wharf or ship officer. Pug Malone, compact, j gray haired, and pink, looked like a god to the boy. "Where do you work?" Malone knew that John was not a professional. "With Mr. Lipvitch in the Clothing Emporium." "Pay?" demanded Malone. "Yes, sir, he pays me." John felt his benefactor was under criticism. | "Of course he does, son. How much? What do you get a week ?" , "Three dollars ? and hoard," John added, by way of good measure. "Board 1 Hoard!" Mah.nc r;\n his hand over the body of the hoy. ''Board ? rats!" And then, seeir.tr the alarmed look on John's face, he went oti in a kindly tone. "What you need. is fccdin'. Better stay here. I'll grve you a job, five a week an' r< al board. Rubbin'J that's the work, an' I'll train you, sun, an split right. Are you my hov?" i And so John Breen left the <ihcttoj to enter the Bowery of the Greater City of New York. A year passed over the head of John Breen, a year of ampler freedom and of physical development, a year charged with the elerttfnts of crime, of drunkenness and brawling. John saw, without knowing, the dregs of the city. Blear-eyed victims of the sodden slums of Chinatown drifted into the bar at McManus' for a bowl of beer and a snatch of lunch, then to sink back again to the drug-soaked atmos phere below. He saw these things through the swinging doors between the gym, at one end of the dancc hall, and the private parlors and the bar. It ?was merely another picture of the over powering city, so tremendous in its contrasts. Pug Malone, ex-prize fighter, train er fbr the Samson Sporting Club, a hard, honest, medium-sized, middle aged man, shorn of his illusions, watched over John Breen. John ro$e at six, with Malone, jumping up in the brisk air when he skipped rope, swung the clubs and shadow boxed under the eye of the trainer who sat on the edge of his cot smoking his morning pipe. After a half hour of this John turned out the blankets to air, and master and pupil met a string of hoys at the rear door of the club and ran hard for, another half hour before the awaken ing of the city traffic, coming back to the club for a cold shower and a rub down. Malone and John then breakfasted alone, in a card room back of the bar, on large bowls of oatmeal, bacon and eggs, rolls and coffee. The day was spent in taking care of a string of fighters, boxing, rubbing and punching ! the bag, or working at the chest ma- | chines. ReRitlar meals, clean air, and I early t*r,bed filled out his frame with ! . . abounding health that glowed and sparkled through his clear skin in startling contrast to the sudden wrecks of men and women drifting all about. After two months of training for condition, M alone initiated J?.hn into I the science of pugiljsm, coaching him iiehind closed doors in the art ')f jab bing, hooking, and blocking blows. He impressed upon him the great value oi ! infighting, and the secret of terrific jpunches with the crooked elbow, j throwing the full force of the body in ; to the blow by applying the fundamen tal principles of mechanics and dy namic force. One day, after a long go with Ma lone himself, the trainer, ) wiping a bleeding nose, and out of breath, rc gift come to him like magic in the night. For he did dream such miracles, often, that he could read, and just as lie was about to gain some mighty truth his fairy gift faded away. TTien, at times, he consoled himself with the thought that it was no great gift after all. None of the readers he saw were particularly wise, except, of course, his idol, Pug.Malone. John's inability to read was brought to light one day. "Here's the story of my strap with Stiftt. I just dug this tip in my old trunk. Lookit over, Jack, an' you'll see Stiftt topped me by ten pounds," and Pug held out the paper to John. John took the paper, glanced at the, full length wood-cut of Malone, ?'-? ?* "? ... Mrlone initiated John into 1'ic scicr.ce ct pugilism^ marked shortly, "You'll d < Ur take^ a track at a few second r:.ters." Joi n fluked. "Sure -you mu t always win. Don't forget that, J ohm (-ict th'^ia'-it of always winnm* ? always. Ii '<;C pr of success. ? . And tli-.li .lului i> ?li>h< -i <?.t a dozen "set ups," third and second ra'e bovs dispifced of w ith stio thug r.'piui > anil willi cold calculating j nci>i n. Almost <ner nigli^.the name of ligl.t- , ;ng 1J recti, the welter weight, I c*ar.'.e , known on the Bowery from thallium Square to Cooper I nk>n. 1 he (irogan | Gang claimed him as one >f their 1 ii'.al members and b.-asted of his rc- , nov/n. Fighting Brccn was on the rwj ! t<> championship honors and rewards. And at most of these tVhts sitting near the ringside, alone or with Jnd ;e Kelly, was the well-known sporting man. (jilhfrt V 'an Horn. !le always bet heavily on Fighting Brecn. "Mo," Mal'he was positive, "tint hoy's under my aire. Never mind about rnectuj' him, now. He'll be a ihanvbi n, then y< ?u can all meet him. The kid's too yoting ? don't give lam bunt ideas. You sports spoil too many good fighters." t Strangely, it was Marvin Kelly who wanted to talk with John Breen. (I-'l-j bert merely looked < n. He had b tight a Panhard, and on days following the fights roared through the countryside in clouds of white- dust, tearing up the waterjpltcked macadam. People t'.oirdit he w as crazy in his goggles and mask. He hardly knew whether he was or not. , At Dobbs Ferry he upset a farmer's jtruck cart, trie horses were really a^ fault, and the Morning Advertiser tar ried a long story of bis doings. It seemed as if the Van Horns would al ways be in the public eye. ? In the meantime, M alone, guarding John with the care of a father, placed his winnings in the Bowery Savings Bank and John, at the time of the re form wavci' engineered from the in side, had saved over four hundred dol lars and had also provided himself with an elegant wardrobe. The lapse in the fighting game pleased him for he was beginning to hate the contests. A feeling of hopeless unrest seized him. He became moody, discontented, pettish. M alone studied the boy and wondered what poison was entering in to him when they were engulfed in the heat of the great municipal campaign of 191)1. Malone sensed something strange in John, just what he attempted in vaiti to discover. But the bt>y, noting a byr room loafer silting at one of the tallies thumbing a newspaper, knew that he was looking at a superior being. The bum's clothes might be foul : he might ?be filthy inside and out, but ho pos sessed a key, the great key to all ;' he could read. John had grasped a word rr two in casual ct ntact with letters. He knew that R Y K spelled rye whis key and that B E F. R spelled beer, hut the label Pilsener Genossenscliofis Uraucrei was utter mystery. He did know that there were such things as letters and an alphabet. But he knew of no way in which he could go about the task of acquiring the art of reading, or . of what he might find out should the weight .champion, etc., etc., h?s U-vr- roaming over the figure of his j irirntl in f.ghting p-se. Tears welled tint., his cvrs ; the picture blurred; the 'r.d tir.p.ed ?h<it was not so crimson as |l,o. Ili's bludi of shame, and h # u huti.c l o e.\. looking straight halted tl.c trainer in his rccital. "Pug, I can't r:ad a damin word 1" he said. "Can't read! Can't read the Ca:ette f" M.done aim. .st dropped a bottle of sclt/er lie was about to squirt into a highball, a customer having appeard Ihciore the bar at that agitating mo jmcit. "Well. I'll be damned!" and ; Tug shot the water with such force it j splashed the bar, drowning out the I Scotch. "Here, t .kjc some more," and ! rug passed tl.e buttle back to the cus | tui.ur who spiked the drink liberally, i \\ -ndering what the excitement was all j about. \\ Ik:i Malt ne recovered the whisky bottle lie tu'ifd to the boy. Tears glis tened i.\ John's eyes and stained his cheek where he bad roughly flashed a sleeve across his face. A great lump rose in the throat of the trainer. He I went to the end of the bar, poured out a large drink of cold black coffee and tossed it off. When the customer left he returned to John "Why. in the name of hell didn't you tell me this before?" "Too busy, Pug." the boy explained haltingly. "I wanted to make good at the scrapping. I ain't had no chance. I figured 1 was too old. So what's the use?" John's voice held a note of hope less maturity. Time, the master, had passed him by. On leaving the bar Pug and John walked into the gym and donned gloves for their usual fast round before supper. Malone, scoring a bard left to the nose, drew blood. "There, son, you see you got to go to school now." He carefully wiped the red smear from his glove with a towel, while John laughingly held his bleed ing nose, "t's night school for you. Might school with them kykes an' Pol acks. You start tomorrow, kid, at the beginnin'," Pug was positive. "I'll bet you'll be readin' the I'ottce Gazette in a month,' he added hopefully. ? ? * John Rreen knew no more where he was heading than did the first voyagers who sailed their crazy caravels across the waters of a virgin world. He plowed ahead With an energy sustained by his magnificent vitality. In six months' time lie had burst his prison bars. In his feverish research he ran beyond the limits of the school. In a year he carried on his quest to science and tdiilosophy. The day John Flrcen first Mumble l into a sccond-hand bo >k store he became aware of a vast mine of incalculable wealth. John trembled as he walked off with his treasures, and then r-pent the night searching the pages, wringing trom them the ecstasy that went into their making. , Continued Next Week NOTICE OF SALE UNDER DEED OF TRIST Hy virtue of the authority con-1 tnined in a deed of trust execute! by 51. Buchanan and wife Belle Buchanan to A. M. Krye, Trustee, saitl deed of trust l?ein?? made to secure llii' payment of certain in debtedness and default having been made in the payment of said in debtedness and the said Trustee hav ing been requested to sell the lands described i.n said deed of trust; N'ow .therefore the undersigned trustee will offer lor sale to the 'nst and highest bidder for cash (re serving the right to sell upon terms of 25 per eent cash, balance on terms) hetwee.ii the hours of 30 A. M. aind 4 I'. M. on Saturday, Xov einher 12th, at the Court House door ill Xylvu, X. the following de scribed lands, to wit : 1st Tract: one hundred fifteen lots, being a subdivision known as Sunset Park as shown by niap and survey mafic by II. R. Queen, dated May, 192(5, recorded in Hook 1 page llti records of Jackson County, ex cepting from said map lots nos. 19 20-21-22. 2ml Tract: Beginning at a stake in X. bank of Highway Xo. 106 the S. E. corner of <5. A. (liislcr's tract runs X. 1 fleg. 25' East with Geis ler's line to Dillard estate, fleisler's ? X. E. corner thence Eastwardlv with Dillard s lines to S. C. Cogdills line 4 i hence with Cogdill's line to County road, Cope Creek Road thence west wardly with North side of said road to the beginning -excepting and re serving from the above boundary lie lots previously sold to H. E. | Juchanan and Parker Haskett. This the 8th day of October, 1932 A. M. Frye, Trustee By J. P. Randolph, Att'v. I-13-4ts-jpr J NOTICE OF SALE <ORTH CAROLINA . ACKSON COUNTY. I will on the 29th day of October, 932, sell to the 'highest bidder at lie Court House door in Sylva, ^ 2 o'clock noon the old jail lot a I Vebster, more particularly described s' follows: Beginning at a stake on the South ide of Main Street of Webster, the sorthwest corner of the Thomas lot ?.?id runs with said Thomas line S. 16'/^ E. 57 feet to a stake; thence V. 43 E. 45 feet to a stake; thence '. Jfilo E. 207 feet to a stake in the J. W. Davis line; then with said Davis line N. 43V2 E. 90 feet more or less to J. W. Rhinehart's South west corner; thence with said Rhine hart's line N. 45 W. 264 feet to a stake at Main Street, said Rhine hart's corner; thence with the line of Main Street S. 43 V2 125^> fcei to the beginning, as surveyed by Rogers Coward, County Surveyor, September 27, 3932. The Board reserves the right to accopt or reject any and all bids. This the 28th day of September! 1932. Signed: X. 1). Davis, Chairman, Jackson County Board of Education NOTICE OF SALE OF LAND Default having been made in the vivment of the indebtedness therein ??cured, the undersigned trustee, will, mder and by virtue of the power of ;ale continued in a certain deed of rust, executed by .C T. Dean and l ife. E. M. Dean, dated Sept. 4, 1920, ml duly recorded in Book 100 at ?age 288, of the recoids of deeds of rust, in the office of the registi r of leeds of Jackson County, offer for ale, and will sell, to the highest bid-, lei*, for cash, to satisfy said indebt ?dness, interest, and cost of sale, sit 'he court liouse door in the town of \vlva, North Carolina, at 12 o'clock, noon, 011 Monday November 7, 1932, ?lie following real estate: ) Being lots 23, 24, 25, 20, 27, and 28 WEBSTER HIGH TO PRESENT PLAT TOMORROW NIGHT The play "That's One on Bill," will be given at Webster High'i school tomorrow evening at 8 o'clock The admission will be fifteen and twenty-five cents, the proceeds oi which will go to the benefit of th? school. The public is cordially invited FOR SALE ? One pure blooded Pole China boar, two years old. A fim ? fellow to put out on range with four sows. Can be seen at Fair iield, Inn, Sapphire. J W. F. Lewis, Sapphire, N. C. j in Block A, Oaklyn Hills subdivision I as described in a map recorded in j Map Book N'o.l, at page 100, in tin public registry of Jackson County, Xorth Carolina. This September 5, 19.'?2. D. G. Brvson, Trustee. 10 6 4ts i ? .ug rntutnsuuT ni? ottic* ?o*w ?uti 1 llflfl Irom *W ??? ^ iVL^" V tln*?? i1" mate ois outstanding prtitripuon ? *? Die Uuougn drug ttore? w tu could oenetlt. Thousands ?ho nr.,,;*> ?d sued a thing possible nave ?on treedom trom the torturing dsil? 0i ?. * anatlim. neuritis. mmoiRo ano ae with lb la amailng prescription UjVh dlfterence now intense if,e pt)? " ^ long you %f luileree u ten Utn dotes don t oring olessea ccm:o-vti . druggist *UI retur.i vour money ?' are no opiates or narcotics in ru.s; '> g*itt ?no poaertui vet mwlutti. less * Wtiv waste time ?rr ar.u^.j^ .'?* floesn \ slop vour oam* tt Ra-N y J} mat ?ou ?r.o* vou -n ?t ^ only cause.- SJ'.terir.j rr. -n., ??, ing present lor tnat o is ? 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