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PAGE SIX ■MBRST CITY DRUGGIST TAKES JUS OWN LIFE JtMnehardt Found Dead From PHBfißk Stabs at His Sister’s Home. sf [’Jttttberfordtoii. April 2.'?—..100 ,7. Klpluehardf, prormnrnt druggist. and of tin* Khinolnmlt I >rug HBW*P lln - v - of Forest City, was found at.his homo this morning at T by his sister. Mrs. It. 11. Long, to rail him to breakfast. HBP WK,y knife was lying my his side. throo wounds in his left ■Hi’ near his heart and a slight on his neck. It was a clear suicide and it was thought 1111- hold an l’hysi- HMP; thought he had boon dead about ■pf. hour when found. 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Pound Cake Layer Cake Rolls MfeA# i h t nr < PIES CIN NAMON BUNS COOKIES Kannapolis Bakery EAT THE FAMOUS TOWEL CITY BREAD AND CAKE NONE BETTER f PHONE 4 TOUR GROCER HANDLES OUR GOODS REBLOCKING POUNDS In Front of Now Hotel only known causes of Mr. Ithinehardt's act. He had been in ill health for more than a year. At Age ot Ninety-One He Is A Bridegroom. Danville, April 23.—A message re ceived today from Stuart. Patrick county, told of the marriage of A. .1. Willard, aged 91, to Mrs. Mary Tuggle the ceremony taking place in the office of the Clark county clerk who issued the license. Eledr S. A. Thompson wed the pair. Mrs. Tuggle gave her age as 07. Mr. Willard well preserved for his age. is a Civil War veteran. He entered the rnnks'in July, 1801. as a private in Company “H,” 01st Vir ginia regiment. After the marriage they left for Peter’s Creek where they will live. Finding Work for Convicts of The State Now is Big Task Tribune Bureau Sir Walter Hotel. By .7. C. BASKERVILL. Raleigh, April 25, —Despite the enn |stantly. increasing population of the North Carolina State Prison, and the difficulty in keeping all the prisoners employee!, 252 additional prisoners have been placed in road or quarry camps within the lasi six weeks, it was announced by George Boss Pou, Superintendent of State's Prison to day. In placing these 252 convicts, Mr. Pou has driven 'more than 7.009 miles in talking to contractors and in making the arrangements which have resulted in the establishment of 12 prison camps over the state, four of them honor camps, and one of them a earnji for incorrigible white prison ers, However, with the present prison population close to 1000, there are still approximately 400 prisoners who are still in relative idleness, because of the apparent impossibility to find sufficient work for them. The convict camps are now located as follows: one camp Macon. Bun combe. Caldwell. Forsythe. Wilson, Johnston. Alexander. Rutherford and Durham counties with two camps in both Guilford and Wake counties, making a total of 12 caimps in Macon, Johnston and Rutherford counties. The establishment of these camps and the placing of these 252 men will mean a big saving to the state in rhe operation of the prison, since all of these men are under contract and are bringing it* revertm-. The largest number of convicts placed in any one camp recently are the 88 convicts sent to the Buncombe county camp, who will operate one of the quarries of rite Asheville Construc tion Company, near West Asheville. This is a state camp, operated directly Ib.v the state prison. All of these con victs are negroes. THEN and NOW I j Mr j %mI ■ ■ ■ • -\ (PI >% Jr g % ** Ray ScKalk’s smile has improved in the last twenty years, Behalk, distinguished because almost his entire baseball career! has been with the Chicago White Sox, is managing the teami from the catcher’s box this year, succeeding Eddie Collins.! Pictures show him in the good old days and today. PIRATE OUTFIELD FAMILY AFFAIF JMH| w v mg£ ___ jHS Lloyd Waner is following his brother Paul’s footsteps in fcs coming a member of the Pittsburgh Pirates. Like his brother Lloyd starred in San Francisco before heading East. Both art |B thi outfield. ' '-ii—^u-ai Honey Cream Cake*, Doughnuts Penny Advertisements Get the Results THE CONCORD DAILY TRIBUNE The next largest camp will be the oanip of sixty white prisoners, and will be something on the order of a correctional camp. Only those prisoners with had records, and ' who refuse to submit to the regular I rules of discipline in the Central prison ! farm at Caledonia will be sent to this \ qaurry camp. It is expected that this camp will greatly improve the morale of the prisoners generally in the other prisons. Another good sized camp, with 53 negro convicts, has been established in Caldwell county, for the J. F. Mul ligan^Construction company, which is building the new road from l.euoir I to Blowing Bock. Eighteen additional negro convict*, were sent Saturday to the Liberty Hill Quarry caimp in Guilford county, about three miles outside of Greensboro; augmenting the number already there. Twenty more negro convicts have been sent to quarry caimp of the Raleigh Granite Company in Wake county. ;smd 15 additional white pris oners have been sent to the highway I construction camp of the Ziegler Cori ! sfruction Company in Rutherford • county, on the Rutherfordton-Chimney ! Rock highway. Six more white pris oners have also been sent to the Zieg ler camp in Johnston county, on Route 22. between Fayetteville and Wilson. It was also announced by Mr. I’mr that the camp being maintained for the State Highway Commission in Macon county, on read construction work, has been made an honor camp, with a consequent saving in its main tenance. because of the smaller num ber of guards required, of approxi mately S3OO a month. The total income resulting from the placing of these additional prisoners will amount to approximately SIOO,- 000, if they are kept in continuous employment, Mr. Pou stated. Copyright, 1316, by R-C Pictures Corp. Published by courtesy of Film Booking Offices of America, Inc. (F. B. O.) From the picture “A Regular Scout” starring Fred Thomson. THE STORY THUS FAR. Fred Blake impersonate* Fred Monroe, long-lost son of a Sierra Smily, after this “son” has caused rs. Blake's death. “Monroe” is tilled peculiarly, and Fred is hunt ad by the police. He meets the Si grra Boy Scout troop, in which Buddy Monroe is a Scout. At the ranch, Fred keeps the Burlingame* from selling of! stock to Mrs. Mon foe and June, her beautiful daugh ter. His conscience begins to trou ble him. CHAPTER IX—Continued Fred looked up, his face Harden- M*- What sort of coward was he rj he drooling like a weak-kneed aby when his whole being cried •ut for manliness, decision? “Buddy,” he said grimly, “I’m go to’ to tell yuh somethin’. I—■" “Fred.” Fred whirled around, utterly tak pn by surprise. June stood quietly, grith traces of tears around her eyes, in the doorway. The sight of that sweet, tear-stained face un manned him. All his courage fled. He grew white. "Haven't you something to tell me. Fred?” June was subdued, re strained, tense. “Why, June, I —I —” Buddy quiet ly slipped out of the room. Suddenly June’s face softened, grew tender. A fleeting flash of her eyes, and she turned her head. “Whatever happens—Fred—l be lieve in you,” she said in a low voice, and fled from the room, leav ing Fred, taut, miserable, helpless, feeling despicable, sitting with loose, limp hands on the sofa in the living-room. CHAPTER X FRED ACTS It was a cloudless, typical Cali fornia night. The sky was studded with myriad twinkling stars, al- llyr? Fred Blake sat fully dressed and battled with Ms conscience. most near, friendly and satisfying. A soft breeze whispered through (he pines on the flanks of the moun tains and descended in gusty troops en the Monroe ranch, lifting the dust a trifle, rustling and crowding «ver the eaves of the bunk-house, where the tired cowboys lay sleep in# like dead men. to his room above the porch of (he ranch-house Fred Blake sat, fully dressed, at an open window, watching the stars. Friendly—but not to him. Now they seemed in struments of mockery, revealing to him how happy was the world, and what an outsider he was in the world of happiness. Never had the lead of misery weighed so heavily ppon his heart; never had he felt the burden of past wrongs as he did now. It was like a cross. A cross which for some inscrutable reason God had laid upon his shoul ders, to bear with staggering heart IHrough a weary life-time. The moon poured into his room. Illuminating his white bed In bold relief, outlining the polished sur face of the wash-bowl, drenching the snowy bed-linen with silver and gold. It touched its magic Angers to the rugged, stern features of the then sitting there staring out into toe half-light of a California night, and retreated as it it were afraid of what It felt What a world of pain. . . . That sweet gaT, understanding little wiid-flower of the range. . . . June. A sweet, soft name for a sweet, soft woman. How cowardly he was! Allowing this innocent, trusting young girl to kiss him, egress him, murmur words of love In his ear—because she thought he was her brother, while all the time |n his black heart he was deceiving her, planning the ruin of her fami ly, of her mother, of little Buddy. There was a boy! Fred thought with inert pain of the thoughtful- MM, the courage, the manliness of thin little chap who stood as high as a man’s ribs and yet had the heart of & great race of pioneers beating high to his little chest. Could Buddy practice such decep tion? No. Re was a scout. A Bar Scowt. Who was taught above all things to be honest, truthful, a good citizen, a fearless fighter, a brave and useful led. That troop of little boys, swooping along on their small horses, grim, determin ed. disciplined, happy. Oh, to be a boy again! . . . Buddy had ansa called him . . , a recto spout If he had paly sgiSSa?s IBJWiI -w Penny Advertisements Get the Results dr'vi# t; .• ’■ • • v He shuffled, desperate, dishevel ed. The moonlight gleamed on th« polished metal of his weapons, still hanging inertly, hut ready for use In his belt He glanced at them fascinated. Slowly he took one oui and regarded it curiously, half afraid. Yes, he was a good shot. A deed shot Home—home! —he had had medals for his accuracy with thf pistol and rifle. Could nick tht heart of a target ten out of tes times at fifty, e hundred, a hundred and fifty feet Do more than that Hit a man’s hat and never touch his head. Even in the darkness now—he could hit the end of thai corral gate where the light struck on a bolt. He looked at the gun fascinated. He could do this. Could he shoot a near—a nearer—object! Shuddering, he dropped the re volver back into lta holster and laughed bitterly. No. Not a cow ard that way. That wasn’t a man’i way. It would not be Buddy’s way, a reg-lar scout. June—what had she meant b) saying, “Whatever happens—Fred —1 believe in you?” ... It wai a curious speech. And then sh« had fled, and he wpuld have sworn ■that there were deep, unplumbed depths of radiant tears in her great eyes. Whatever happens. . . Had she sensed something? Funny about that scar. So th« Monroe heir had nevw had one, eh I Very fortunate. Fred shook hit head. There was something up. What a peculiar evening it had been. With Mrs. Monroe quiet subdued, almost tacituvn. Except that every once in a while she had looked at him curiously, tenderly anxiously, and sighed. She still be. lleved in him. And June did—she had said so. And Buddy—but Bud’ dy did, of course. Buddy was p guileless, straightforward littlg man. He would never suspecj treachery. Fred remanbered how Buddy had lovingly handled hit guns, his lariat, his sombrero, hie chaps, even Silver, and how proud he had been in his new—brother. Fred choked. No, a man must he a man. Get it over with —admit da teat Suddenly the thought of his ow» mother flashed to him. How like old Mrs. Moproe she had been— sweet, grayed, a little bowled down with the passage of hard Western years, hut always self-sacrificing and staunch—a true woman of tru* stock. And Mrs. Monroe—she wai no different Her son had been « murderer—but he had not been hei son in more than name. Slnci childhood he had been out of thi range of her good Influence, a roust about, probably badly companioned a tramp and a wastrel all his life Probably he had not meant to kill the old lady who stood in the way of his robbery. His mother had had no marks of violence on her. Sh< had died of shock —the shock of be ing suddenly confronted with ugll ness and violence —and the loss oj his champion's cup! That was itl Now Fred remembered the absence of the cap; So she had seen th« thief steal that prized cup, ove> which she had spent so many s proud hour! And then had died— of grief and shock and weakness. No, no violence, but Fred Monros had been her murderer just the same. Fred Blake took hie head in hit hands. So he was not to avenge thai mother’s death after all? How could it be? How stern and venge ful he had been that fatal day when he stood over the stiffening body gl the mysteriously shot murderer! How he had vowed bternal enmity on the mate's family! And hers he was . . . weaken ing. .. . For hours, in the deepening dark, ness of the mountain night, FM Blake sat, fully dressed and armed, in his window-chair and battled with his spirit and his conscience. It was a long, hard, exhausting bat tie. At one moment the set, swee| features of his dead mother arose to spur him on to vengeance —and the next moment the vision of June and her mother and Baddy oblitdn a ted his ugly passion, Ilk# the driv ing rain washing away all signs of footprints on a dnsty trail. And then, with the first faint spangles of dawn peeping through tds*ek rift# of «|s night, with the first suspicion of son on the head of Nt Whitney, snowy and bald Define him, Fred Blake went to ths’bareen, entreated a sheet oi aad*pooMede< wWrpff Im/ffj leetares to write a sfcorij Today’s Ford Car Before You Buy Any Majce of Automobile, Let Us Show You TODAY’S FORD CAR You may consider that you know the Ford Car, you,may have been a Ford owner for years and think you are familiar with it, but unless you haxe examined the Ford Car as it is BUILT TODAY you have no idea of the value there is in the Ford car of Today. Reid Motor Co. CONCORD’S FORD DEALER “QUALITY THAT OUTLIVES THE PRICE” Don’t Forget Mother’s Day SUNDAY, MAY Bth You will find just the Card you wish to send in our large stock. Also Mother's Day Framed Mottoes and Graduation Congratulation Cards. NOW IS THE TIME TO GET THEM KIDD - FRIX Music and Stationery Co. 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