PAGE FOUR Pfhe Concord Daily Tribune Editor and Pnblisher 3HERRILL, Associate Editor "member - OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS Associated Press is exclusively to the use for republication of credited to it or not otherwise ■ in this paper am. also the 10-! i published herein, ghts of republication of spec tches herein are al*e reserved. Special Representative aar, landis a kqhn I 225 Firth Avenue, New York ; Peoples’ Gas Building, Chicago £, 1004 Candler Building, Atlanta K. Entered as second class mail matter - at the postofllce at Concord, N. C., un der the Act of March 3, 1879. " SUBSCRIPTION RATES In the City of Concord by Carrier: One Year $6.00 Six Months 3.00 A Three Months , 1.50 ~ One Month .50 ii Outside of the State the Subscription Is the Same as in the City Out of the city and by mail in North ! Carolina the following prices will pre | vail: One Year $5.00 r Six Months 2.50 Three Months 1.25 Less Than Three Months, 50 Cents a Month “ All Subscriptions Must Be Paid in Advance RAILROAD SCHEDULE • In Effect June 28, 1925 Northbound ; No. 40 To New York 9:28 P. M. - No. 136 To Washington 5:05 A. M. - No. 36 To New York 10:25 A. M. I i- No. 34 To New York 4:43 P. M. No 46 To Danville 3:15 P. M. , " No. 12 To Richmond 7:10 P. M. 1 * No. 32 To New York 9:03 P. M. No. 30 To New York 1:55 A. M. Southbound No. 45 To Charlotte 3:55 P M. No 35 To New Orleans 9:56 P. M. - No 29 To Birmingham 2 :35 A. M. , No 31 To Augusta 5:51 A. M | No. 33 To New Orleans 8:25 A M | No. 11 To Charlotte 8 :05 A. M. ' No. 135 To Atlanta 8:35 P. M. No. 37 To New Orleans 10 :45 A. M. : No. 89 To New Orleans 9:55 A. M. ’ Train No. 34 will stop in Concord „ to take on passengers going to Wash-‘ _ in gton and beyond. Train No. 37 will stop here to dis charge passengers coming from be yond Washington. * jFjT gjgg^oUGHTf FOR TODAY—I 111 Biblo Thoughts memorized, Will prove %|I IB! ' priceless heritage in after years ( 3| LOVE MASTERS FEAR :— There j is i. .ui n io; hut pcfect love, caste»h out fear— l John 4:18. i MUST KEEP UP THE FIGHT. Although figures for a period of eleveu years, compiled by the bureau of vital statistics of the State board of health, show that the death rate ■■ from tuberculosis in this state is de creasing. there is much still to be de * sired, according to I*r. P. P, McCain, •U superintendent of the North Caroli na Sanatorium. Although I>r. McCain estimates that there are at least 15.000 cases of the disease in North Carolina, there are only 873 hospital beds in this state -for tuberculous cases, he states. This is exclusive of I lie large government sanatorium at Oteen, which lias 1.000 or more beds for ex-service men. but which, of course, is open to men from all over the United States. Dr. McCain's estimate of the num ber of cases of tuberculosis in this state is based, he says, upon the num ber of deaths, and includes eases in ull stages of the disease—arrested, quies cent. and active. This number lie says is a “conservative estimate." I Two thousand three hundred fifty five new eases were reported during the fiscal year ending .June 30th. last, he states. And he adds that “of course nothing like all the new cases which developed were discovered, and prob ably a good many of those ditscover- C ed werg not reported.’’ Os the total number of new cases reported Iduring the year mentioned, 1,440 were white and 915 negroes. Dr. McCain says. We are making progress in fighting the White Plague but we must keep up the tight until the disease is con trolled, to the same extent that ty phoid fever is controlled. We most educate our people as a primary fae- I tor against the disease, for once we ' can nmke them reulize some simple . fact about the disease we can better ■ control it. It is right that we should , devote liberally of our time and effort to the buttle against tuberculosis. WILL BE PREPARED. I |g>. Governor McLean bus ordered Ad jutuul Ueuerul Metts to Asheville as u precautionary measure during the : trial of two negroes charged with us- I-• 'vaults’on white women. Due to the fact that mobs formed at the Ashe £■ _ ville jail soon after the arrests of the | negroes, Governot; McLean was not willing to take a chance on other |, snobs forming during the trial, so he r ordered General Metts to Asheville with power to call out National Guard |!L.troope whenever he feels such action I** is necessary. ■B General Metts will follow the Go>- |fW ernor’s instructions t» the letter, Hr lias called out troops on previous oe ||r cuaions when mobs formed to storm & jails or otherwise violate the law; he Vfcua called out troops to handle other serious situations iu .the State, and Hkagirj|| caJl them to arms without liesi- E tauCy should Asheville people attempt !>** in any manner to harm the' negroes while they are standing trial. The State of North Carolina prom- P"’ iscs a just trial to every man arrest fcLed, > TfcisVpplh’s to the black man us well m In tlio white, tjlqvecbor Me I Lean is right in taking no chances with mobs that might be formed. It is too late to act after a negro has been lynched. -While it is true that crimi nal assaults by negroes on white wom en have occurred frequently iu and around Asheville recently. It ;s true that speedy court action is promised . and no one need doubt* that the ne- I groes will be given the full penalty | under the law. THE “GANG” RFUORE THE PUB LIC AGAIN. The indictment of Thomas W. Mil . ier, alien property custodian, by a grand jury in New York, brings to the public again the "Ohio gang" appoint ed to federal office under the direc tion of the lute President Harding. Mdler has been indicted for alleged misconduct in office, or rather more specifically with taking money from some Swiss and German citizens who secured in return stock in a German company seized as enemy property dur ing the war. Several other persons were indicted along with Miller. Jesse Smith, who apparently was r•goat" for the “gang,” Avas one of the men who is said td have bellied Miller swing the deal. A former at torney in Miller’s office is also said to have aided Miljpr. Due to the fact that he is a star witneks for the gov ernment in the ease lie was not in dicted. C | INCREASE IN BUS FARE TO RALEIGH EXPECTED Say Corporation Commission Will Be | Asked to Make It About Three Dollars. Greensboro News, The bus situation was described here yesterday by a man closely iden tified with it as one of watchful wait : ing—waiting for some concern, prefer ably composed of bankers, to come along with a large roll and buy out the various concerns that run in aud out of Greensboro. i But not a single option has been acquired since Hainbleton and coin i jiftny. Baltimore investment bankers, got those on the three big lines be tween here and Raleigh. The bus business is evidently going to pay from now on and one of the first things expected is a raise in the : fare from here,to ltaleigh from $2 50 | to about $3. to make it equal to the , railroad fare from here to Raleigh. The request is expected to be made’ to the State Corporattion Commission soon and it was stated here yester ility by one of the bus owners that he expects the raise to be allowed. | The schedules between here and Ra j leigh are still half-hour schedules, . although hour schedules have been , i a died One company on one route and the fare higher—good times for bus men are just around the corner, it is be lieved. 1. F, Bernard, cue of the pioneers here in bus transportation, head of the Royal Blue Tranportation Com pany, operating big cars between here and High Point., between here ami \Yinston-Baiem .and between here and Danville, is one of tile men of whom it may be definitely said . that lie lias not given any .options. He seems to enjoy the role «♦ inde pendent. But seme of the fellows undoubt-, edly would like to be approached. However, it was said that prices went up when it was learned that bankers, with real money, were in the field, and sealed off the bankers. In a wire to the Daily News Ham bletotfc and Company, of 'Baltimore, tile Bankers who bought three out fits from Raleigh to Greensboro, stal ed that “We are in no way acting for or connected with any* railroad or any other large corporation in con nection with North Carolina bus proposition." I TODAY’S EVENTS. Monday. November 2, 1925. This is All Souls’ Day. which in France corresponds to Memorial day in America. Dno hundred years ago today the city of Albany was en fete’in cele bration of the opening of the Erie Ca , mil. 1 One hundred and fifty years ago to day St. John, Now Brunswick, was taken by the Americans under Gen. Montgomery. If President Barren G. Harding yvere living today lie would celebrate the sixtieth anniversary of his borth. "Mexico City today inaugurates a great international fair in celebration of the (MH)th anniversary of its found ing. Dr. Clarence ('. Little, recently pres ident of tiie University of Maine, to day will lie inaugurated in the presi dency of the University of Michigan. With several new suigers as well as numerous old favorites in the cast, the season of the Metropolitan Opera Co. ill New York will lie opened tonight I with a presentation of "Giocondn." I Beginning today all barbers in Con necticut will be barbers aud uothing more, under a rulliug of the State Board of Hairdressess and Cosmeti cians which prohibits beauty parlors in barber shoi>s. No Harvard Phut at Baptist Conven tion. Charity and Children. There will be no liurvard plan at ♦he Baptist State Convention in Char lotte. Delegates will pay their way at hotels uml boarding houses the sume as everybody else does. For sev eral years now the full pay plan has been in operation, u|id the crowds are as big as ever. It is a great relief to '.lottsekeeper.y to he rid of the tre mendous burden of entertaining the visitors, and at the same time is a decided advantage to the convention 1 in the saving of time as well as In [ -.the improvement of the personnel of . the convgntiton. • ' ", . > . Ilia Interpretation. “Oh, John,” cfled Mrs Xuwed, "a fortune teller tohl me today chut my second liustmnd " quid ,hc a most re markable liiaii!” t "Have yon ever been married be fore?” asked Xuwed suspietyuisly. Published bar lmn|iit with Pint National Pictures, Int, and Frank , Uefd ftl jirtiiu lac. CHAPTER XXIII “Wal, w’at I tol’ you?" ’Pol eon Doret exclaimed, cheerfully. “Me, I’m cut off for poor man. If one dose El Dorado millionaire’ give me his pay-dump, all de gold disap pear biffore I get him in de sluice box. Some people is bom Jonah.” Despite this melancholy announce ment ’Poleon was far from de pressed. On the contrary, he beamed like a boy and his eyes were spark ling with the joy of again beholding bis “sister.” He had returned from the hills late this evening and now he had tome to fetch Rouletta from her work. This was his first opportun ity for a word with her alone. The ,irl was not unmoved by his tale of blighted expectations; she re fused, nevertheless, to acecpt it as conclusive. “Nousense!” she said, briskly. “You know very well you haven’t prospected your claim for what it’s worth. You haven’t had lime.” _ “I don’t got to prospec’ him,” ’Pol eon asserted. "Dat’s good t’ing ’bout dat claim. Some Swede fellers above me cross-cut de whole dam’ creek an’ don’ fin’ so much as one color. Safre! Dat’s sonny creek. She ’ain’t got no gravel.” The speaker threw hack his head and laughed heartily. “It’s fac’! I ’scover de only creek on all de Yukon wit’out gravel Muck! Twenty feet of solid frozen muck! It’s lucky I stake on soch bum place, eh? Spose all winter I dig an' don’ fin’ ’im out?’’ For a moment Rouletta remained silent; then she said, wearily: “Everything is all wrong, all up side down, isn’t it? The McCaskeys Struck pay; so did Tom and leery. But you—why, in all your years in this you've never found any thing. Where’s the justice—” “No, no! I fin’ somet'ing more better as dem feller. I fin’ a sister; I fin’ you. By Gar! J don’t trade yon for t’ousan’ pay-streak!” Low ering his voice, ’Poleon said, earn estly, “I don’ know how much. I love you, ma scour, until I go ’way and t’ink ’bout it.” Rouletta smiled mistily and touched the big fellow’s hand, where upon he continued: “All dese year I look in de-trios' likely spot for gold, an’ don' fin him. Wal, I mak' change. I doV look in no more creek-bottom; I’m goin’ hit de high spot!” ' Reproachfully the girl Reproachfully the girl exclaimed, “You promised me to cut that out.” “You promised me to cut that out.” With a grin the woodsman reas sured her; “No, no! I mean I'm goin’ dig on top de mountains.” “Not—really? Why, ’Poleon, gold is heavy! It sinks. It’s deep down in the creek-beds.” "It sink, sure ’nough,” he nodded, “but where it sink from, eh? I don’ Wc livin’ in low place, anyhow—you don’ sec not’in’. Me, I mus’ have good view.” “What are you driving at?” “I tell you: long, tam ago I know pld mincer' He’s forever talk ’bout nigh bars, old reever-bed, an’ soch t’ing. We call him ‘High Bar. He mak’ sonny story ’bout reever dat used to was on topple mountain. By golly ! I laugh at him! But w’at pou t’ink? I’m crossin’ dose hill ’ wove El Dorado an’ I se place where dose miner is shoot dry timber down into de gulch. Dose log have dug up de snow an’ I fin’—what?” Im pressively the speaker whispered one word, "Gravel!’' Much to his disappointment, Rou letta remained impassive in the face of this startling announcement. Vaguely she inquired: “What of it? There’s gravel everywhere. What you want is gold—” "Mon Dictt /” ’Poleon lifted his hands in despair. “You’re worse as Cheechako. Where gravel is dere you fin’ gold, ain’t you?” "Why— not always.” With a shrug the woodsman agreed. "Os course, not always, but—” “On top of a hill?" “De tip top.” “How perfectly absurd! How could gold run uphill?" 7 “I don’ know,” the other confessed. "But, for dat matter, how she run downhill? She 'ain’t got no legs Ls’pose de book hexplam it some w. Wall I stake two claim—one one for me. It’s dandy for cabin! You look forty mile dat spot., Mak’ you feel jus’ fade bird on top of high tree, Dere’s ! plenty dry wood, too, an’ down be- Ww is de Forks—nice town wit’ ■loon an’ eatin’-place. You can hear m choppin’ an’ de win’lass creakin' i pd smell de smoke. It's fine place r fcr sin pin ’ songs up dere.” “ 'Poleon!" Rouletta tried to look ter sternest. “You’re a great over- Eown boy. You can’t stick to any- IPS- You're merely lonesome and tHE CONCORD DAILY TRIBUNE you want to get in where the people are.” “Lonesome! Don’ I live lak bear when I’m trappin’? Some winter I don’ see nobody in de least.” “Probably I made a mistake in bringing you down here to Dawson,” the girl continued, meditatively. “You were doing well up the river, and you were happy. Here you spend your money; you gamble, you drink —the town is spoiling you just it is spoiling the others." ''Urn-in! Mebbe so,” the man con fessed. “Never I felt lak I do late ly. If I don’ come in town to-day I swell up an’ bus’. I’m full of t’ing” I can’t say.” “Go to work somewhere.” “For wages? Me?" Doret shook his head positively. '”1 try him once —cookin’ for gang of rough-neck’— but I mak’ joke an’ I’m fire’. „ Dem feller kick ’bout my grub an’ it mak’ me mad, so one day I sharpen all de table-knife. I put keen edge on dem —lak razor.” The speaker showed his white teeth in a flashing smile. “Dat’s meanes’ trick ever -1/ play Sapret Dem feller cut deir mouth so fast dey mos’ die of bleedin’. No, I ain’t hired man for nobody. I mus’ be free.” “Very well,” Rouletta sighed, re signedly, “I won't scold you, for— I'm too glad to see you.” Affectan ately she squeezed his arm, where upon he beamed again in the frank est delight. “Now, then, we'll have supper and you ebn take me home.” The Rialto was crowded with ifs usual midnight throng; there was the hubbub of loud voices and ebb and flow ot laughter. From mid way of the gambling-hall rose the noisy exhortations of some amateur gamester who was breathing upon his dice and pleading earnestly, feel ingly, with “Little Joe”; from the theater issued the strains of a senti mental ballad. As Rouletta and her companion edged their way toward the lunch-counter in the next rootp they were intercepted by the Snow bird, whose nightly labors had also ended. * “All aboard for the big eats,” the latter announced. “Mocha’s but toned Up in a stud game where he dassen’t turn.his head to spit. He’s good, fqr all night, but I'm on the job.” “I’m having supper with ’Poleon,” Rouletta tpld him. . Tha» Snowbird paused in dismay. “Say! You can’t run out on a pal,? he pretested. “You got to O. K. mt vitt’eY*or they won’t harmonize.” ’ “But ‘Poleon has itftt come iti from the creek and we’ve a lot to talk about.” “Won't it keep? I never seen talk spoil overnight.” When Rouletta smilingly shook her head Mr. Ryan dangled a tempting bait before her. “I got a swell fairy-story for vou. I bet you’d eat it up. It's like this: Once upon a time there was a beau-, tiful Princess named Rouletta and she lived in an old castle all covered with ivy-. It was smothered up in them vines till you’d vamp right by and never see it. Along came a! busted Prince who had been spend in’ his vacation and some perfectly good ten-dollar bills in the next county that yon could scarcely toll from the real thing. He was takin' it afoot, on acount of the jailer’s daughter who had slipped him a file along with hi's laundry, but she hadn't thought to put in any lunch. See? Well, it’s a story of fyow this here hungry Prince et the greens off of the castle and discovered the steepin'. Princess. It’s a knock-out. I bet you’d like it.” “I’m sure I would,” Rouletta agreed. “Save it for to-morrow night.” * The Snowbird was reluctant in yielding; he eyed ’Poleon darkly, and there was both resentment and suspicion in his somber glance when he finally turned away. Not until Rouletta and her com panion were perched upon their high stools at the oilclqth-covered lunch counter did the latter speak; then he inquired, with a frown: “Tell me, is any dese feller mak’. love on yopt, ma saeurf” “Why, no! They’reyierfectlv splen did, like you. Why the terrible black look ?” “Gamblers! Sure-t’ing guys! Boosters! Bah! Bettef dey Iff' you alone, dat’s all. You’re nice gal ; too nice for dem feller.” Rouletta smiled mirthlessly; there was an expression in her eyes that the woodsman had never seen. “ Too. nice!' That’s almost funny when you think about it. What sort of men would make love to me. if not gamblers, fellows like Ryan?” •Poleon breathed an exclamation of astonishment at this assertion "W’at you savin’?” he cried. “If dat loafer mak’ fresh talk wit’ you I —pull him in two piece wit’ dese fingers. _ Dere’s plenty good man. I —you—” He paused uncertainly ■ then his tone changed to one of ap peal. "You won’t marry wit’ no body, eh? Promise me dat.” _ “That’s an easy promise, under the circumstances.” "Bicn! I never t'ink Tout you get tin’ married. By gosh! dat’s fierce t’ing, for sure! W’at I’ll do if—” 'Poleon shook his massive shoulders as ifito rid himself of such unwel come'’Speculations. “No danger!” Rouletta’s crooked smile did not go unnoticed. ’Poleon studied her face intently; then he inquired: “Wat ail’ you, li’l sister?” “Why—nothing.” “Oh yes! I got eye lak fox. You “The idea!” Miss Kirby pulled herself together, but there was sucty genuine concern in-her* companion’s face that her chin quivered. She felt the need of saying something divert ! ing; then abruptly she tnrr.td *wsy, Poleon’s big hand dosed ovc< • hers; in a voice too low for any hu| ; her ear? he said: "Soraet’ingfs kilt de song in vour heart mo petiit. f i give my life for mak’ yon happy. Sometam you care for ttU me, xnc!> . be I can he’p li’l, bit.” The girl suddenly bowed her head] I her struggling tears overflowed to luctantly; in a weary, heartsick mu.'* mur she confessed: “I'm the most miserable girl so th» world. I’m so—unhappy.” Some instinct of delicacy prompted the woodsman to refrain um speak ing. In the same listless monotone Rouletta continued: “I’ve always been a lucky ganr bier, but—the cards, have turned against me. I’ve been playing rtj own stakes and I’ve lost.” “You been playing dc bank?” he queried, in soma bewilderment “No, a v gambler never plays his own game. He. always bucks the other feljpw’s. I’ve been playing— hearts.” ’Polcon’s grasp upon her hand tightened. “X see,” he said. “NYal, bad luck is boun’ to change.” In Roulctta’s eyes, , when she looked up, was a vision of some .lory far beyond the woodsman’s sight. Her lips had parted, her tears had dried. “I wonder—’’ s!»t breathed. “Father’s luck always turned. ‘Don’t weaken; be a thor oughbred ” That’s what he used :o tt'l me. He’d be ashamed of me. now. wouldn't he? I’ve told you i'.r troubles, 'Polcon, because you’re r.li I have left. Forgive me, please, lig brother.” “Forgive? Mon Dieu .”’ said he. Their midnight meal was set outi to them it was tasteless, and neithel one made more than • a silent p;— tense of eating it. They were ab sorbed in their own thoughts whe? the sound of high voices, a commo tion of some sort at the front of the ' aloon, attracted their attention Rouletta’s ears were the first ta catch it; she turned, then uttered a breathless exclamation. The next nstant she had slid down from her porch and was hurrying away. ’Pol con strode after her; he was at h<-i back when she paused on the out skirts of a group which had assem bled near the cashier’s cage. Pierce Phillips had left his post behind the scales ; he. Count Colir teau, and Ben Miller, the proprietor, were arguinrJtotly. Rock, the Po lice lieutenant, was listening to first one then another. The Count wai deeply in'oxicated ; nevertheless, fie managed to carry himself with some thing of an air, and at the moment he was making himself heard with con siderable .vehemence. “I have been drinking, to be sure,” he acknowledged, “hut am I drunk? No. Damnation! There is the evi dence.” In his hand he was holding a small gold-sack, and this he shook defiantly under the officer’s -nose. I “Do you call that eight hundred do!- I lars ? I ask you. Weigh it I Weigh it!” \ Rock took the little leather bag -in i his fingers; then he agreed. “It's a •lot short of eight hundred, for a fact, but—” In a. strong voice Phillips cried! “I don’t know what he had. That’s all there was in the sack when he paid his check.” The Count lurched forward, his fact purple with indignation. “For shame!” he cried. “You thought I was blind. You thought I was like these other—cattle. But I know to a j dollar—” He turned to the crowd. Here! I will prove what I say McCaskey, bear me out.” \\ ith a show of some reluctance rv ' le younger and the smaller of. the two brothers, nodded to the Police lieutenant. “He’s giving you the straipht poods. He had *eight Hundred and something on him when j he went up to the cage.” .nP oc k, cye< l the speaker sharply. How do you know ?” said he. “Joe and I was with him for the last hour and a half. Ain’t tha* right, Joe?” Joe verified this state- I ment. “Understand, this ain’t any | of our doings. We don't want to J mix up in it. but the Count had a thousand dollars, that much I’ll swear to. He lost about a hundred and forty up the street and he bought two rounds of drinks Vfterward. I , am t quick at figures—•” Pierce uttered a threatening cry. He moved Toward the speaker, but Rock laid a hand on his arm and in a tone of authority exclaimed: None of that, Phillips. I’ll do all the fighting.” Ben Miller, who likewise had be stirred himself to forestall violence, now spoke up. “I’m not boosting for *he house,” said he, “but I want more proof than this kind of chatter. Pierce has been weighing here since last fall, and nobody ever saw him no south with a color. If he split this poke he must have the stuff on I* l ™- . V et search you. Pierce.*' ■ Phillips agreed readily enough to this suggestion, and assisted die of ficer s search of his pockets, a pro cedure which yielded nothing. Dat boy’s no t’ief,” ’Poleon whis pered to Rouletta. “M’sieu’ le Comte has been frisk’ by somebody ” The girl did not answer. Sfte was intently watching the little drama be fore her. During the search Miller forced his way out of the ring of spectators, unlocked the gate of the cashier's cage, and passed inside.. "We keep our takin’s in one pile, and ill lay a to five that they’ll balance i» with the'checks to a pennyweight,’* fold he. Just wait till I add up the fingers and weigh-” He paused; he stopped; then he roes with some icfieath' hf s d { P c IC t ked np froa> the floor (To be muiftuad^ DINNER STORIES Cfiickeo Ucfier j ✓ Ed; “Soy, Ho, whut kinder '.icker j wus dat yo’ viu drlnkin’ lps’ night? j Ah saw yo’ layin’ in de gutter." Hufe; “Dat wux what dey eal'.a chicken lickev—two drinks an’ yo don’t care whare yo’-lays." A young woptan who had studied in one of the modern universities met a pr.-fessor who was noted for his absent-mindedness. “Don't you rej|l v remember me, professor?” she in quired. “You cnee asked me to mar ry you. you know.” “As, yes,” replied the professor, - displaying sudden interest; “aud did r ; u?” y No Job for the S P C. A. “It | says here.” remarked Murj/jy, ooking up from liis paper, "that a bi-01-o-gist who wanted to study the effects of alcolio'ism kept a guinea ■tig under the influence of whiskey for Dur years.” , "Think of that!” exclaimed F’.an-' i nagau ”An’ only yesterday a man ] was tryin’ to tell me that scientists are cruel to animals 1” - / / i There Are Others. Folks say currency's elastic, -And no matter where 1 go. When t'je ta’k gets down, to money, That's the guff they always throw, j As they know whereof they’re speak ing. 1 must be a stupid wretch— Although currency’s elastic, I can’t seem to make mine stretch. Right Rack at Him. A Florida realtor died—cite occa sionally does, despite the climate — j and descended to the realms' below. | It was decidedly warm there, and he i remarked to a native, as he mopped j his brown with h ! s very best asbestos i i handkerchief: “You have the most miserable, mi- ] bearably hot weather here I have ever felt." "'I- mv dear sir" replied the na tive, “X assure yoif that it is merely i unusua.." "Why," asked the Sunday school 1 teacher, "slibu’d little boys always be \ honest and truthful?" i "Sc one mothers will trust us TO wash our own necks." replied Bobby. , To the conservative .adics of Con cord and vicinity, T’o-wit; “A bigV enough heater bums up Ness Coal thpn one "too small." The Right Size f Straus less waste and more genuine j satisfaction. Special sale of "I.otlis , Hat Blast” at Yorke & Wadsworth Co. . 2-tit-c. ] The finest import-j ed Flower Bulbs, Narcissus Hya- , cinths, Choice Tu fv ; lips and Lilies di rest from France and Holland —at — Pearl Drag Co. n the Square Phone 22 -J notice I >-■■/'> .' Owing to our steadily increasing patronage, and for the convenience of our customers, we have added another j telephone—number 07(1. We are.always at your service and will be glad to have you call us at either Number—o7o and OSO. Sanitary Grocery Company , —/•"'> ■-1 - "- 7 - . tmtatat at ear risk. v, to* »aw oourm ( I BELL-HARRIS FURNITURE CO. | The October Victor Records Are 1 Here. ; I 19788—8 y the Light of the Stars, with Mandola and Guitar ) •. Jim MiHer-Charlle Farrell The King Jan't Kink Any More, with Mandola and Guitar , > . -Jim Miller-Charlie Farrell ' '19757—0b Say, Gan I See You Tonight / Billy Murray i i Ukulele Baby, with mandola and Guitar.. Jim Miller-Charlie Farreff ] ’ - 19730—1 Married the Bootlegger's Daughter, with piano .Frank Crumb 1 How’s Your Folks and My Folks, with paino The Happiness Boys 11 19744—The Farmer Took Another Load Away 1 Hay 1 Hay !, with 11 mandolin and guitar Jim Miller-Cbariie Farrell j Little Lindy Lou, w : th violin, gnitar and ukulele Wendel Hall < I°"47—When the Work's All Done This Fall, with guitar. Car' T. Sprague n Bad Companions (qpwbey ballad) with guitar Cgrl T. Sprague ] L 19740 —Dear Old Back Yard Days, with piano Bill Murray-Ed. Stnalle 1 I It's Just That Feeling For Home, with piano I Billy-Murray-Ed Smalle ! [ 14749—Sweet Little Mother of Mine - Henry Burr 1 j Down Deep in an Irishman's Heart Sterling Trio 1 1 DANCE RECORDS ! 19753—1 Misa My Swiss—Fox Trot, with vocal refrain Paul Whiteman and His Orchestra The Kinky Kids Parade—Fox trot, with vocal refrain. 1 ! 1 Paul Whiteman and His Orchestra 1 1 1 iji 19737—What a World Thia Would Re—Fox trot, (from George White’s X V “Scandals") Paul Whiteman and His Orchestra |i !1 ! She’s Got ’Em—Fog Trout Fred Hamm and His Orchestra j J K | Better Service ] | Realizing it is our duty x ! to render better service, > j we have added the latest \ \ model ambulance to our ! 8 equipment which is at 8 your service day or night. 8 PHONE 8 § Wilkinson’s | I Funeral Hopte | | CONCQRD, N- C. | Monday, November 2,1925 Charlotte Speed way Tickets Buy your tickets now. We have good seats in Grand stand A. STANDARD RUICK CO. ' >pposite City r ' Fir Department Add the Comforts Os s, PLUMBING to Your Home Modern Plumbing will do as much or more than any oth er one thing toward making your home a comfortable and convenient place in which to live. It costs you nothing to I get. our cost estimate. | Concord Plupibing Company ! Ncrth Kafr §t. Phone 87«