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AY, JANUARY 23, 1941
TDK WAYNESVILLE MOUNTAINEER
JOHN A MOROSO
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"Tell him, Min," Mid Pop.
"Well, we were going to have a
the Weasel son and heir, "What
do you think of this chap?" He
passed the paper to his father, trim
yacht with brass fittings and an' of body, elegant, who could have
jinny Fogarty sat in a corner,
ring an ostrich egg on his Jaw.
L. Detective Duffy's prisoner
Jie charge of violating the Sul-
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th w to the Island for havinsr! a winning ticket and hurried to
heroin in her possion. Min still J Mrs. Blatch who sells lottery slips
rn Large Profits
Vt Creetael Capacity eraser were no7-
king CASH suamrae wnu r-'
rtTktdtr, dairymen want their feed (round
J JAY BEE" Portable Utaga complete
u ta their barn crib aide.
I Jjiiala almaai Tlnrt iffr'nt r H
Uy iwfcetructibte. Grinde every train
c trawn. BitPcwniuCAaaureatoogMe,
grating coat. Bn profita.. Mounts any
truck? Many new. exclusive feature. .May
I fimal Down Pmymiti
ance balance. Dont loae valuable time. Act
Stationary Mills for Individual Farm Grind
jet all facte 1 oaiaiirqimqnnaiwin.
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dung to Pop Dolan, her soft black
hair mingling with his mop of sil
ver.. The cop, the reporter and Maxie
clattered in to meet Duffy, his
splendid fedora hat at the perfect
"Hello, Sullivan," he greeted the
lieutenant. "What's the trouble!"
"Plenty, Bill. This reporter lad
will tell the lot of you."
. The young man of the press
stood staring with popping eyes at
Minnie and Pop who, m the sunlit
setting of old mahogany, seemed
like an old king with his favorite
princess. .; . .
"Shoot!" commanded Duffy.
"Pull up a chair, said Pop.
"The ticket on the sweepstakes
was a forgery," explained the re
porter. "Thank the Lord!" cried Pop.
"Ow-00!" moaned Danny of the
"The town has been flooded with
in the little shop next to Caccaval
loni's speak." . . . , .
AJ brief interruption ensued
when Danny made a break for the
door, but was tripped and sat upon
by the watchful Bill
"Say, Pop," pleaded Duffy, "is
there any place I could stuff this
piece of punk into for a little
"Only the room with the dog. I
could bring up Terry," Pop sug
gested, "and you could lock him
below," And they did this. . . .
"Mrs. Blutch," resumed the re
porter, "does a neighborhood bust
ness and keeps the names and ad
dresses of all the players. Minnie's
name was down, her mother having
taken out the ticket in her name
because she was born with a caul,
Mrs. Blutch told me. Of course,
Mrs. Blutch knew about the death
of the mother and the father, and
that Minnie was living here. The
funny part of the thing was that
organ for one thing.
"Yes, yes, go on," said the re
porter, scribbling speedily.
"And Pop and Terry and I were
going to visit distant parts and
have audiences with kings and em
perors, if any." . . . Terry, sensing
in his dog fashion the happiness
that had come to his friends, wig
gled over to the reporter and glanc-
passed as his boy's elder brother,
"Pit dog. Lost an eye. Has ap
ple cheeks from jaw work. Andrew,
son, I'd bet a lot of money on that
old un if I could stomach such a
The young ladies, their copy of
the same illustrated paper spread
over silver and exquisite linen, gur
gled with delight over the story of
ed at his notes with his only eye,' the Prince's narrow escape from
giving them the O. K. with tapping matrimony.
white tail. . ."Then Pop was think- The dog's an old timer, but all
ing of my marrying you know, and,1 there just the same," said Mr. Wes-
well, he suggested that while InJ
England he might arrange for the "Like yourself, Dad."
Prince of Wales to ask my hand." I "Thanks, my boy."
"Is that so?" blurted Detective "Do you see anything else in the
Duffy. "Ill give you a tip, Queen, picture there beside that dog?'"
You don't marry nobody but yours pressed the son and heir smiling.
truly. Get that?" "Could I miss it?" laughed Mr.
"O, Mr. Duffy!" cried Her Weasel. "Those eyes IU bet
Hisrhness. all blushes. "Do you they're blue: she looks Irish, and
mean that?" I those parted lips with the even
"The reporter can put it in the white teeth." . . .
tVij& nn'rtn na annnnnflo lv T An1ni
these forged tickets," went on the, carried thJ name MinnJ F
scribe. "The way all the excite-1 . . . Md, . . f ,mv
ment of last night got under way NWar(. wag changed to New York1 news iPBtert on tn D'ac,t list but
was this : :"Snuck Weingott, a , th , . .. , to the paper that had jumped into
paper, we're engaged, (jueen. Wi
liam Sarsfleld Duffy to Miss Min
nie Fogarty, in the holy bonds of
matrimony, until death do us part."
"Youll wait for me, Mr. Duffy
for years?" f
"And save my money if I have to
get down to one suit a year!"
To all the other newspapers the
big story of the tenement house girl
with a half million had blown np
and their city editors had enscrib-
ed the name of "Snuck" Weingott,
Yorkville district news tipster,
heard that the Fogarty- family held
What!" exclaimed Miss Anne
Weasel, all of seventeen. "She had
to drop the Prince of Wales!"
"And give np the steam yacht
with brass fittings and organ, the
poor kid!" added Elizabeth, elder
of the girls and the social head of
the family since the passing of her
What's the story ail about?"
asked the (father, resuming his
breakfast. Anne rapidly related
its main details.
"Very pretty," he agreed.
"Well, our family should have a
special interest in that story," said
going to press, there wasn't time the bkwash of the explosion there young Wessell. "I refer to the girl
to check and double-check, so the " . ' ""f w'-" " "' "u Vlv
r.,mr. r,rMrl thf. vn,,r Vnrtmlu' "o surring episoae oi ine aay ana, orewery, va.
Minnie was in the winning. And ;
of course, the neighbors wanted
Minnie to get a lot of money. Tip-
atiara Irprtt tlpnhnnino1 fliA npwi.
papers and were making a lot of region to boot Danny Fogarty all
money until the mistake was cor
The reporter departed with his
romance yarn and Detective Duffy
descended to the brewery's lower
You won't get tdl the calif you've got coming irben &
tcceirer of any telephone In the house is carelessly left off
the hook. It's the same as having busy line. The bell
can't ring so caHencant teach you. Smdmu BtB Tth-
pbont and Tthgrapb Company, be.
"An orphan cared for by Pop
Dolan, the night watchman, friend
of the Fogarty family."
"I'll have to look that up."
"I'll save you the trouble, Dad.
"The only party gets anything,"
laughed Duffy, "is Danny, He gets
a bride and sock in the jaw."
"It's enough punishment," de
clared Pop, "Turn him loose; Bill,
"Let him sweat for an hour," the
"Our camera man got a peach of
a picture of Minnie when she came
running home with the dog last
night," the reporter continued. "I
brought one with me. See?"
It was stunning! Terry, his old
ivories showing, his blind eye mak
ing him look like some frightful
monster, was up on his hind legs,
dragging at the leash, Minnie tug
ging with both hands, her Wuo eyes
wide with alarm, her black hair
flowing above her shoulders a
one-eyed, one,-headed GerberuS
controlled by Psyche. The young
man wanted an interview on how
it feels to be rich for a day.
"What were you going to do with
the half million dollars?" he asked.
"Me?" Minnie sat up straight
the way to the sidewalk and free
dom. But Danny was grinning As the youngest member of our law
grimly as he turned into the gas firm. Blake, White, Kaminsky,
house district. He had smelled O'Brien and Weasel, I think that
Pop's still and had heard, faintly' comes in my Juridiction."
its bubble and squeak. . . . Yes, Pop ' "Very well, son. The girls will
would supply him with ample funds not be home tonight and so you
from week to week or Minnie would may report to me at dinner, Six-
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be taken over by the Children's So
ciety... . . .
Where the false-alarm stories of
Minnie's great stroke of luck had
made big headlines the night be
fore and had caused all but a riot
in the Gas House districtthe yarn
that one reporter produced the next
day threading its way through
the daily muck and mess of mur
der, graft, suicide, bank failures
and scandal made the hearts of
readers beat fast with delight. And
the picture! Well, everybody loves
and promptly falls for a pretty
girl and a protecting dog.
"Marriage to Prince of Wales
Called Off!" Only the blind and the
wholly illiterate would fail to read
the story under that sort of
Andrew Wessel himself, head of
the extremely wealthy brewery
family, did not read that kind of a
newspaper but his son Andrew, Jr.,
and his two daughters devoured It
every morning with their break
fast. High above the Wessel Brew
ery, in their Sutton Palace pent
house from an east window oi
which they could have sent a silver
spoon tinkling to the roof of Pops
domain, the younger people enjoy
ed the romance,
"You love bull terriers, Dad,"
thirty sharp. Right?"
(To be Continued)
tlX VVIUL POx
THE r&OaUML SKM FOR THEMSELVES
IN THE NORTH CAROLINA BEER INDUSTRY'S
Twenty months ago that Committee ktmchedl a
- program to aid state and locai authorities weed
out those scattered few beer retailers who, by
practices unbecoming good citizens, tended to
bring reproach on the great majority oF law
abiding retailers. "Clean up or close up" was
the ultimatum. The results, we feel, apeak for
To date, 1 42 retail beer licensees have been elim
inated because they used their permits to shield
illegal activities. Thus are being removed the
bad spots that, left alone, would ignore the high
standard of conduct demanded by public eenti
ment and by the legalized beer industry.
As a new year begins, this Committee renews
its pledge to carry forward its program of self
regulation for the beer industry in North Caro
lina. YOU can help by restrictinp; your patron
age to orderly, law-abiding outlets.
Editorial Comment from Over The State
Ashevule CHJaen: The beer
Industry In this state as rep
resented by the Brewers and
North Carolina Beer Distrib
utors Committee is making a
serious and Intelligent effort
to keep beer sales on a legal
basis - and to divorce them
completely from the illicit
handling of bard liquors."
Derbam San: "As a result
. . . another check will have
been applied to bootlegging to
the material benefit of the
community and the state.
Popular Government (Chapel
Hill): "The beer Industry's
'clean up or cUx up' cam
paign has , . . received wide
praise from officers."
WhitevUle News - Reporter:
"That group, headed by Col
onel Edgar H. Bain, Is re
sponsible for the 'clean up or
close up' program for this
state, and there is no doubt
that they mean just what
their slogan Implies . . ."
Harnett Ceemiy News (Lfl
Unrton) i "... when an In
dustry sweeps its premises
clean and seeks to compel Its
kin and comrades to do the
same thing, It at once corn
mands the respect from aU
who admire cleanliness."
Asheville Tlmee! "The com
mittee representing the brew
ers and distributors has been
In action long enough in the
state to prove its sincerity...
quite evidently It means busi
Rocky Motmt Telegram: The
committee . . . has done a
rat job In seeing that beer
handled by firms which
are viewed as respectable In
their respective communi
ties . ...
New Bern Tribune: The
Brewers and North Carolina
Beer Distributors Committee
has demonstrated quite plain
ly that Its motto 'clean up or
close up' was chosen as no
idle boast . . ."
kND NORTH CAROLINA
KDGjOL H. BAIN, BtaU Dttessse
Raleigh, Nerth Cferellae
THE SMOKE OF
CAMELS GIVES YOU-
than the average of the 4 other
largest-selling cigarettes tested
less than any of them
accordingto independent scien
tific tests of the smoke Itself.
li owi 11 ax
This is to Give Notice that Penalties
will be Added to all Unpaid 1940 Taxes
on the First Day of February, 1941.
NOW AND SAVE
Tax Collector for Town of Waynesville
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