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PAGE TWO THE FRANKLIN PRESS THURSDAY, JUNE 25, 1931 Published every Thursday by The Franklin Press At Franklin, North Carolina Telephone No. 21 VOL. XLVI Number 27 BLACKBURN W. JOHNSON EDITOR AND PUBLISHER Entered at the Tost Office, Franklin, N. C, as second class matter. SUBSCRIPTION KATES One year ; $1.50 Eight Mouths $1.00 Six Months .'.' .75 Single Copy 05 Obituary notices, cards of thanks, tributes of respect, by individuals, lodges, churches, organizations or societies, will be regarded as' adver tising and inserted at regular classified, advertising rates. Such notices will be marked "adv." in compliance with the postal regulations. Weekly Bible Thought Let us not therefore judfe one another any more; but judge this rather, that no man put a stumbling block or an occasion to fall in his brother's way. Romans 14:13. Franklin and the Future (Continued from page one) The farmer must, in the, future, make his own calling and salva tion . sure that is, feed himself, family, and stock and then raise things he can sell. And there is always TRUCK. This is a great region and clim ate for truck. There are certain crops that this country grows in great yield and quality . . . such as cabbages, potatoes, BEANS. It is understood that the beans of Macon are superior in flavor to those of less favored regions. These might be increased, the surplus canned for later selling. Of course, there is the question of MARKETS. The modern community creates its own markets, If it does not happily possess them ready at hand. The day of the railway has, perhaps, passed, or is swiftly passing. The truck and .van, auto-drawn vehicles of all sorts even the airplane carriers are entering and possessing the fields of traffic. This is, probably, very advantageous to the farmers and truck-raisers, dairy men and orchardists. These ship ments are difficult to handle through the railroads, while the swift and small carriers may haul smaller and more frequent cargoes and and deliver at as distant and at far more markets. They will open and develop thousands of profitable markets and routes, and in regions where the railway will never reach or approach. Franklin and Macon county will have to develop, or create their markets. Truck and fruit from Florida, auto-borne, are sold daily in the markets of 'Columbia, Augusta, Atlanta, and still more remote cities besides developing a large trade along the routes. Franklin and Macon county are within reach of many excellent markets and distributing points. All these things are to be exploited. There is no measuring today the extent to which they may be exploited. Or the . extent to which the ( entire community, Franklin and Macon county, may be exploited. Is Suicide 'T'lIERE seems to be today Jl It is rather easy to understand the hour in the hard battle, for life seek the easiest way out. The other day a young student, and realizing how much harder his own heavier burdens and to aid the to come, suggested, to the father est road, was suicide. The dark intimation so influenced the desperate man that he killed himself. But there was hope, even for death, if they had reflected. At of the boy to clear the path, by narrow or cluttered for the two estrays. But the boy would soon have finished his course, and would then fighter at the hard-pressed -front. "wait till tomorrow, will have passed ' Once, when Bob Ingersoll was "Suicide." and the illustrious infidel, supposed . .' . all the thoughts in against it, someone in the audience for him to read. Ingersoll did so, first running his eye over the writ ing, then saving, with his usual Boanerges thunders of eloquence: "I thought 1 had read about for" and against suicide, but this piece of paper as if it had been a creed. And he then read, m tones profoundly moved his auditors: "We may not call on -'death; .death may not come; Nor has a Christian privilege 1o die. Brutus and Calo might discharge their souls And give 'cm furlough for -another world, But we, like sentries, are obliged to stand Iti starless nights, and wail the appointed hour."' "That is against everything I agnostic and flaming infidel; "but 1 stand in starless nights . . . and "What Needs IT IS so simple, to attribute every doubtful "familiar quotation" to the abounding Shakspere, who either said or could readily have said every good thing. But, as we moderns say, '"there are others. Now there, for one, is the ultra-Shavian that he can and does utile better minds us of the story of the canny Scot who went a long way to hear and see a very, dull play by. a fellow Sassenach, and shouted from the gallery, at some pretentious 'nonsense from the stage : - "Whaur's your Wullje Shakspur, noo?" ' Nevertheless, the Canton Enterprise errs when it writes: "Shakspere said, 'The mind is its own place aiid within itself can , make " a hell of heaven, or a heaven of hi 11." 1 - We-have not within reach our Bartlett ,. or Benham or 'Milton's. Paradise Lost, but.', we are sure that it was'. Milton's- form of the an cient thought that our contemporary was1 generously tossing into Shakspere's plunder bag, already bursting with various loot. Emerson is perfectly right, we think, when he says also stealing the thought ' the thing "is his at last who says it best ;" and Milton's framing .of the old idea . "The mind is its own place, and in itself . " ;.' ' Can make a heaven lof hell,' a hell of heaven' j ' belongs righ,tly to John "Milton, who The Enterprise was probably confusing the authorship because of Shakspere's saying, in Hamlet, that bad, but thinking makes it so." But for he stole it, from any one of a sentence, "As he thinketh in his heart, so is he," the fountain of all this water that -still flows under our ed the thought, or borrowed it from other . . . that is the burning core looted the luminous phrase "Know we must think widely and deeply, and make our minds a hell or heaven. We are what we think. There may, possibly, be no "matter;" but certainly there is thought and mind, or what, we are pleased to call our mind." "The kingdom of heaven is within you," said another sage who spoke with authority. And if the kingdom of heaven may find a place in the human mind, hell may also find lodgment there. The two seem always to go together. ' - ' ' " : ; ; : .- ..-:'.-: uklht t xtss Increasing? a discouraging increase of suicide why so many persons, beaten for in these days of depression, should fighting his way .through college, father was struggling to carry his son in preparing for the struggles that the easiest way out, the short these two fighters in the battalion of the worst, it was of course,1 the duty his own self-reliance, if it was too have, been able to reinforce the "The darkest day," sings a poet, away. , delivering his famous lecture on or agnostic, exhausted ... as he defense -of suicide, and even those sent -up to him a scrap of paper all the great arguments and appeals has eluded -.me." lie held aloft the broidered missal of his own dark and with an interpretation that have said tonight," shouted the great am glad to read it to thoic who bravely 'wail the appointed hour.'" My Shakspere?" Shaw who thinks and confesses plays than Shakspere. Which re "says it best." "there's nothing either good or the . thought is not Shakspere's, dozen sources. Nor is the Bible's bridges. Solon may have originat Thales . , . and Thales from Some of them all, when he framed or thyself." For to know ourselves 7 .V VL w WW. f ft (Continued from last week) It was a man's town. The men enjoyed it. They rode, gambled, swore, fought, fished, hunted, drank. The antics of many of them seemed like those of little boys playing robber's cave under the porch. The saloon was their club, the brothel their social ren dezvous, the town . women their sweethearts. Literally there were no other young girls of merriage able age ; for the men and women who had come out here were, like Sabra and Yancey, mrricd couples whose ages ranged between twenty and forty. It was no place for the very young, the very old, or even the middle-aged. Here, then, was the monstrous society in which Sabra Cravat now found herself. For her, and the other respectable women of the town, there was nothing but their housework, their children, their memories of the homes they had left. And so the woman who was, after' all, the most intelligent amonfr them, set about" creating some sort of social order for the good wives of the community. Grim ly Sabra (and, in time, the ther virtuous women of the community) set about making this hew frontier town like the old as speedily as possible. Yancey, almost single handed, tried to make the new as unlike the old as possible. He fought a losing fight from the first. He, with his unformed dreams much less the roistering play boys of saloon and plain and gambling house never had a chance against the indomitable ma terialism of the women. Sabra's house became a sort of social center following the dis covery that she received copies of Harper's Bazar with fair regularity. Her social triumph was complete when she displayed her new draped jars, done by her after minute in structions found in the latest copy of Harper's. She then graciously printed these instroctions in the Oklahoma Wigwam, raosing a flur ry of excitement in a hundred homes . and mystifying the local storekeepers by the sudden demand for jars. Slowly, in Sabra's eyes, the oth er women of the town began to emerge from a mist of drabness into distinct personalities. There was one who had been a school teacher in Cairo, 111. Her husband, Tracy Wyatt, ran the spasmodic bus and dray line between Wahoo and Osage. They had no children. She was a sparse and simpering woman of thirty-nine, who' talked a good deal of former trips to Chicago during which she had reveled in the culture of that effete city. Yancey was heard learnedly discoursing to her on the subject of Etruscan pottery, of which he knew nothing. The ex-school teacher rolled her eyes and tossed her head a' good deal. "You don't know what a privilege, it , is, Mr. Cravat, to find myself talking to some one whose mind can soar above the sordid life of this horrible town." It was Sabra who started the Philomathean club. The other worn en clutched at the idea. It was part of their defense against these wilds. After 11, a town that boast ed a culture club could not be, al together lost. Sabra timidly approached V Mrs. Wyatt with her plan to form woman s club, nd Mrs. Wyatt snatched at it with such ferocity as almost to make it appear her own idea. Each was to invite four women of the town's elite; Ten, they decided, would be enough as charter members. "I," began Mrs. Wyatt promptly, "am going to ask Mrs. Louie Hef ner, Mrs. Doc Nisbett " "Her husband's horrid! I hate him. I don't want her in my club." The ten barrels of water still rankled. x ' "We're not asking husbands, my dear Mrs. Cravat. This is a ladies' club.' Mrs. Nisbett," retorted Mrs. Wyatt, introducing snobbery into that welter of mud, Indians, pine shacks, drought, arid semi-bar- bsrism known as Osage, Indian ter ritory, "was a Krumpf, of Ouachita, Ark." Sabra, descendant of the Marcys and the Venables, lifted her hand some black eyebrows. Privately, she (Jl i I 7 n A -7K 4 9 - - - i bus EdnaFerber a t IUutiiaiioiv by Ivwltyllyova decided to select her four from among the less vertebrate and more ebullient of Osages' matrons. She made up her'mind that next day, after the house-work was done, she would call on her candidates, beginning with that pretty and stylish Mrs. Evergreen Waltz. At supper that evening she told Yan cey of her four prospective mem bers. "Waltz' wife 1" Surprise and amusement, too, were in his voice, but she was too full of her plans to notice. Besides, Yancey often was mystifyingly amused at things that seemed to Sabra quite serious "Why that's fine, Sabra. That's fine! That's the spirit!" . "She looks kind of fcabyish and lonely, sitting there by the window sewing all day. And her husband's so much older, and a cripple, too, or almost. 1 noticed he limps quite badly. What's his trouble?" "Shot in the leg." "Oh." She had already learned to accept this form of injury as a matter of course. I thought I'd ask her to prepare a paper for the third meeting on Mrs. Brown ing's 'Aurora Leigh.' I could lend her yours to read up on, if you don't mind, just in case she hasn't got it." , Yancey thought it unlikely. The paper on Mrs. Browning's "Aurora Leigh" never was written by the pretty Mr. Evergreen Waltz. Three days later Sabra, chancing to glance out of her sit ting room window, saw the crip pled and middle-aged gambler pass ing her house, and in spite of his infirmity he was walking with great speed running, almost. In his hand was a piece of white paper a letter, Sabra thought. She hoped it was not bad news. He had looked, she thought, sort of odd and wild. Evergreen Waltz, after weeks of tireless waiting and watching, had at last intercepted a letter from his young wife's lover. As he now came' panting up the street the girl sat at the window, sewing. The single shot went just through the center of the wide white space between her great , babyish blue eyes. "Why didn't you tell mc that when she married him she was a girl out of a out of a house !" Sabra demanded, between horror and wrath. "I thought you knew. Women arc supposed to have intuition, or whatever they call it, aren't they?" CHAPTER VI Sabra's second child, a girl, was born in June, a little more than a year after their- coming to Osage It was not as dreadful an ordea there in those crude surroundings as one might have thought. She was tended, during her accouche ment, by the best doctor in the county and certainly the most pic turesque man of medicine in the whole Southwest, Dr. Don Valliant Like thousands of others living in this new country, his past was his own secret. It was known that he ften vanished for days, leav ing the sick to get on as best they could. He would reappear as in explicably as he had vanished and his horse was jaded.. It was no secret that he was often called to attend the bandits when one of their number, wounded in some outlaw raid, had taken to their hiding place in the hills. He was tendertender and deft with Sabra, though between them he and Yan cey consumed an incredible quan tity of whisky during the. racking hours of her confinement. At the end he held up a caterwauling morsel of flesh tofcn from Sabra's flesh a thing perfect of its kind with an astonishing mop of black hair. "This is a Spanish beauty you have for a daughter, Yancey present to you Senorita Donna Cravat." And Donna Cravat she remained. The town, somewhat scandalized, thought she had been named after Doctor Don himself. Besides, thev did not consider Donna a name at all. When Sabra Cravat arose from that bed something in her hd crystalized. Perhaps it vas that, for the first time in a year, she had had hours , in which to rest her tired limbs; perhaps the ordeM itself worked a phychic as weU ..'vested in J. H. Stockton,, truste?, a physical change in her; it might have been that she realized she must cut a new pattern in this Oklahoma life of theirs. The boy Cim might surmohnt it; the girl Donna never. During the hours through which she had lain in her her bed in the stifling wooden shack, mists seemed to have rolled away from before her eyes. She saw clearly. She felt light and terribly capable so much so that she made the mistake ot getting up, dizzily! donning slippers and wrajirfTcrv and tottering into, the newpsaper office where Yancey was writing an editorial and shouting choice passage of it into the in attentive ear of Jesse Rickey, who was setting type in the printing shop. "....the most stupendous farce ever conceived by the mind of man in a civilized country. ..." He' looked up to see in the door way a wraith, all eyes and long black braids. "Why, sugar ! What's this? You can't get hp!" She smiled rather feebly. "I'm up. I felt so light, so" "I should think you would. All that physic." "I feel so strong. I'm going to do so many things. You'll see, I'm going to paper the whole house Rosebuds in the bedroom. I'm going to plant two trees in the front. I'm going to start another club not like the Philomathean I think that's silly now but one to make this town ... no saloons . . . going to have a real hired girl as soon as the newspaper be gins to ... feel so queer . Yancey. ..." As she began to topple, Yancey caught the Osage oan of Arc in his arms. Iincredibly enough, she actually did paper the entire house, aided by Isaiah and Jesse Rickey. Isaiah's ebony countenance splashed with the white paste mixture made a bizarre effect, a trifle startling to anyone coming upon the scene un awares. Also Jesse Rickey's in ebriate eye, which so often result ed in many grotesque pied print lines appearing in unexpected and inconvenient places in the Okla homa Wigwam columns, was none too dependable in the matching of rosebud patterns. The result, in spots, was Burkankian, with roses grafted on leaves and tendrils emerging from petals. Still, the effect was gay, even luxurious. The Philomathean club, as one woman, fell upon wall paper and paste pot, s they hd upon the covered jars in Sabra's earlier effort at decora tion. Within a month Louie Hef ner was compelled to install a full line of wall paper to satisfy the local demand. Slowly, slowly, the life of the community, in the beginning so wild, so unrelated in its parts, be gan to weave in and out, warp and woof, to make a pattern. It was at first faint, almost undiscernible. But presently the eye could trace here a motif, there a figure, here a motif, there a figure. The shut tle swept back, forward, back, for ward. "It's almost time for the Jew," Sabra would say, looking up from her sewing. "I need some number forty sewing-machine needles. And then perhaps next day, or the day after, Cim, playing in the yard, would see a familiar figure, bent almost double, gnomelike and grotesque, against the western sky. It was Sol Levy, the peddler, the Alsatian Jew. Sabra would fold up her work, brush the threads from her apron; or if her hands weer in the dough she would hastily mold and crimp her pie crust so as to be ready for his visit. Sol Leyy had come over an im migrant in the noisome bowels of some dreadful ship. His hair was blue-black and very thick, and his face was white in spite of the burning southwest sun. A black stubble of beard intensified this pallor. He had delicate blue veined hands and narrow arched feed. He belonged in crowded places, in populous places, in the color and . glow . and swift drama of the bazaars. God knows how he had found his way to this vast wilderness. Perhaps in Chicago, or in Kansas City, or Omaha he had heard of this new country and the rush of thousands for its land. And he had bummed his way on foot He had started to peddle with an oilcloth-covered pack on his back Through the little hot western towns in summer. Through the bitter cold western towns in winter They turned dogs on him. The children cried, "Jew! Jew!" He was only a boy, disguised with that stubble of beard. He would enter the yard of a farmhouse or a dwelling, in a town such as Osage. A wary eye on the dog. Nice Fido. Nice doggie., Down, down! Pins, sewiM machine needles, rolls of gingham and cal ico, and last, craftily, his Hamburg ace. He brought news, too. (Continued next week) Legal Notices NOTICE OF SALE North Carolina, Macon County. Rv virtue of the nnwpr nf calo by a deed of trust from Charlie Burgess and wife Carrie Burgess and one note for $56.18 with in terest from October 1, 1930, said deed of trust being dated October 1, 1930, and recorded in Book No. 31, page 400, Office of the Regis tcrer of Deeds for Macon Coun ty. And default having been made in the payment of the said note as called for in the said deed of trust, and there now being due the sum of $56.18 with interest from October 1, 1930, and the per son to whom the said money is due have demanded that the afore said trustee foreclose and the un dersigned will on July 22, 1931, sell at the court house door in the town of Franklin, Macon County, at 12 o'clock M, for cash to satisfy the said note and deed of trust on the following tract, of land in Franklin Township, Macon County: Being all of the lands described in a deed from Mrs. R. S. Sutton to Charlie Burgess, said deed being date of March 12, 1929, and recorded in Book Q-4 of deeds, page 357 records of Macon County, to which deed as so re corded references is hereby made and had for a more definite de scription of the lands to be hereby sold. This 22nd day of June, 1931. J. H. STOCKTON, Trustee. J25-4tc-RDS-Jul.l6 NOTICE OF SALE OF LAND Under and by virtue of the power of sale contained in that certain deed of trust executed by. Paul Newman and wife, Freda Newman, to Commercial National Bank of High Point, North Carolina, Trus tee, dated November 1st, 1927, and recorded in Book 31, at Page 503, un the office of the Register of Deeds for Macon County, North Carolina, default having been made in the payment of the indebtedness thereby secured, and demand hav ing been made for sale the under signed Trustee will sell at public auction to the highest bidder for cash in front of the Court House in Franklin, North Carolina, at 12:00 o'clock noon on the 27th day of July, 1931, the following describ ed property, located in he City of Franklin, North Carolina. BEGINNING at an iron stake on the South side of Palmer Street, Claud Russell's Northwest corner, the same being South 45 deg. West 231 feet from the intersection of Main Street and Palmer Street, and runs South 45 deg. West with the South side of Palmer Street 165 feet to a stake, S. A. Munday corner ; thence South 45 deg. East 255 feet to a stake on the South side of the branch in S. L. 'Rogers line; thence North 41 deg.. East 218 feet to a stake, J. F. Palmer's corner; thence North 45 deg. West 144 feet to a stake; thence with Claud Rus sell's line South 49 deg. West 65 1-2 feet to a stake, Claud Russell's corner; thence North 39 1-2 West 93 1-2 feet to the BEGINNING. This the 15th day of June, 1931. COMMERCIAL NATIONAL BANK OF HIGH POINT, D. C. MacRae, Attorney Trustee. High Point, N. C. Jul 2-4tc-DCM-J23 NOTICE OF SALE North Canqlin'a Macon County. Whereas power of sale was vest ed in the undersigned trustee by deed of trust from R. L. Porter to the undersigned trustee dated November 15, 1928, and recorded in the office of the Register of Deeds for Macon County in Book No. 31, page 113, and whereas, de fault having been made in the pay ment of the indebtedness secured thereby, and the holders of the notes having demanded that the undersigned trustee execute the power of sale in him vested; I will, therefore, on Monday the 20th day of July, 1931, at twelve o'clock Noon at the Court House door in Franklin, North Carolina, sell to the highest bidder for cash the following described lands: ' - AH the lands described in a deed from J. J. Kiser to G. A. Jones and R. S. Jones, said deed bearing date of June 16, 1928, .and registered in the office of the Register of Deeds for MacOn Coun ty in j Book R 4 of Deeds, page 118. This the 18th day of June, 1931. G. L. JONES, J25 4tcJ&J J16 Trustee. NOTICE OF SALE North Carolina, Macon County. WHEREAS power of sale was vested in the undersigned trustees by deed of trust from Jas. A. Porter and wife, Mary V. Porter, to L. E. Johnson and R. S: Jones, Trustees, dated January 1, 1929, and recorded in the office of the Register of Deeds for Macori Coun ty, North Carolina, in Book No. 33 of Mortgages and Deeds of Trust at page 51, to secure the payment of the sum of Five thous and ($5,000) Dollars, evidenced by five promissory notes, the first in the sum of $500.00 due January 1, 1930; the second in the sum of $500.00 due January 1, 1931; and the third in the sum of $S(X).(K) due January 1, 1932; the fourth in the sum of $500.00 due January 1, 1933; and the fifth 4n the sum of $3,000.00 due January 1, 1931, to, gether with interest at the rate of six per cent per annum payable semi-annually, and said deed of trust and notes stipulating that in case default should be made in the payment of any of. said notes or interest thereon, that all of said notes should at once become due and payable; and whereas, -default having been made in the pay ment of one of the above notes, the maturity date is more than thirty days prior to the date of this notice, and the holder of said notes having declared the entire amount secured by said deed of trust due, and requested the under signed trustees to exercise the power vested in them by said deed of trust, . We, therefore, by virtue of the power of sale by said deed of trust in us vested, will on Monday the 20th day of July, 1931, at twelve o'clock noon sell at the Court house door in Franklin, North Carolina , at public auction to the highest bidder for cash the fol lowing described property: Beginning at a stake on the East side of Bidwell Street, about 500 feet N. 20 W. from the intersec tion of West Main Street and Bid well Street, and runs thence N. 70 E. 404 feet to a stake in' "the line of the Jones land; then with the line of- the Jones land N. 20 W. 200 feet to a stake; then S. 70 W. 404 feet to a stake on the East side of Bidwell Street; then S. 20 E, 200 feet to the beginning. This the 18th day of June, 1931. E. JOHNSON, R. T. JONES,x J25-4tcJ&J-J16 Trustees. ENTRY NOTICE State of North Carolina, Macon County. No. 15006. Harry E. Gruver enters and claims 10 acres of land -in Cowee Township on the waters of Cowee Creek, on the Matlock prong of said creek, beginning at a sour wood, a corner of Grant No. 7070 anu runs various courses ana dis tances so as to include all the vacant land between Grant No. 7070, 14475 and Grant No. 15309 and State Grant No. 7613.. This May 18, 1931. ALEX MOORE, Entry Taker. M21-4t-J25 ENTRY NOTICE State of North Carolina, Macon County. No. 15005. Harry E. Gruver enters and claims 150 acres of land in Cowee Township on the waters of Cowee Creek, on the Matlock prong of said creek; beginning at a black gum and chestnut, corner of State Grant No. 7070 and running various courses and distances so as to include all vacant land between Grants No. 7070 and 14475, Tract No. 36, State Grant No. 1673, We Hr-int V7f Qtof r: t M r,1i . ...... wvj, .jimi. vjidlll 1HU, KtCt aim State Grant 671 and the Ramsey lands now owned by Dock Clark and J. W. Murray and others. This May 18, 1932. ALEX MOORE, Entry Ttaker. M21-41-J25 iNUl lLt. OF SALE North Carolina, Macon , County. Whereas power of sale was vested in the undersigned Trustee by deed of trust from R. A. Pat ton to G. A. Jones, Trustee, dated October 29, 1929 and registered m the office of the Register of Deeds (tf Af AOM . A T 1 lt A ii euuuiy m UOOK Z)-t, page 255, to secure the payment of one thousand dollars, and where as default having been made in. the payment of said amount and. the undersigned trustee having been made inthc payment of said amount and the undersigned trus tee havehig beefi requested to ex ercise the power vested in him by said deed of trust, I will therefore by virtue of power of sale by said deed of trust in me vested on Monday, July 13, 1931 at twelve o'clock . noon sell at the court house door in Franklin, North Carolina, at public, auction to the highest bid der for . cash the following prop erty: All the land described in a deed from Margaret R. Angel, Mortga gee to R. A. Pat ton. dated. Ortoher 29, 1929, and recorded in the office of the Register of Deeds for Ma con County in Deed Book S-4, page at. This the 9th day of June, 1931. T . G. A: JONES, J184tcJ&J-J9 Trustee. ADMINISTRATOR'S NOTICE Having, qualified as administrator of Horace Bradshaw, deceased, late of Macon county, N. C, this is to notify all persons having claims against the estate of said deceased to exhibit them to the undersigned on or before the 28th day of May, 1932, or this notice will be plead in bar of their recovery. All per sons indebted to said estate will please make immediate settlement. This 28th day of May, 1931. R. M. -SHOOK, Administrator, Jl HI. 1V.UO JO