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THE WAYNESVHJLE MOUNTAINEER
sy n, . Duffy, with
&r a litUe plat-
K 'Toff the measurements
Cdjoned off we
A'forg 7 was the
& down into the records m
IV. that there would
. "Lhilitv of her
Voiding identification. .
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S fingers of the right hand
tauliarities 01 na""- '- -
Jf0?.. -l.-i nonnpasv. read-
. Pill atind back
from tue iorm.
T i j th. "Queen."
fl,ea w :..7".. fir,r of
,t kind, " he rejiucu.
S Dolan, alias Her High-
la on-lookers ours . w
'aurying Puffey!" shouted a
Lt leave that out, Hennessy,"
tA the expected groom.
fill took his girl down the steps
I a. linna ininrHinif
p66D Wlc dwv s o
t the entrance 01 tne gut-
from common colds
That Hang On
LjmuUion relieves promptly be
U it ioes right to the seat 01 the
me to help loosen and expel
fa laden pniegm, ana bju ut
tothe and heal raw, tender, in
& bronchial mucous mem
W Tell vour dniEElst to sell you
kie of Creomulslon with the un
winding you must use uie way u
tUy allays the cough or you are
five your money back.
Couehs, Chest Colds, Bronchitis
domed building, and kissed
"1 got you roped now, "Queen,"
The romantic Wessel story had
been worked at last to the last fraz
zle and young Andrew Wessel was
healed of his wound and could ap
pear in public without press moles,
tation. The Duffy-Fogarty (alias
Dolan) wedding was one week off.
Detective Duffey had hardly
reached his desk for the last night
of work before his vacation, wed
ding and honeymoon when a call
came in for him to report to the
The Wessels, father and son
were there. The young man had
not yet been cured of lovesickness.
"Say, BilL" asked the lieutenant
in charge, "that girl you were look
ing for so hard is the same one
these gentlemen want to find. How
about it? Did you find her? You
never reported on the case."
Duffey was stunned for a mo
"Tnis getleman is Mr. Wessel,
Bill," said the lieutenant, "and the
other gentleman is his son."
"Glad to meetcha," murmured
'I think I met you before, Mr.
Duffy," said the junior Wessel.
"Over a year ago, one evening in
the old brewery."
"0, yes," admitted Bill, stalling
as hard as he could for time."! re
member now. It was before you
took Minnie away. Yes, that's
right. We had some little talk
about the swells improvin' Min,
"Some little difference of opinion
over giving her a chance to get
ahead," admitted Wessel.
"Maybe she ran off because she
didn't like your gang," suggested
Bill. "Sure if she wanted to come
bock she'd have come back by now
after all the stuff that's been print
ed in the papers."
"I agree with you," said the
father. "But my son doesn't agree
with you or with me."
HAVE YOUR CLOTHES
It is time to have your
clothes cleaned for East
er. Central Cleaners can
dean the most delicate
dress to the most durable
suit. Send your family's
clothes around and have
them "Easter Cleaned."
IT PLEASES US TO PLEASE YOU
"Can you, help them out, Bill T"
asked the lieutenant. Duffy passed
a hand nervously through his
blonde locks. . . . Then c&me the one
great inspiration of his life out
side of the one that had made him
hunt up the parish record of Min
nie's birth to discover her right age
and thus win for himself a wife.
And he said slowly and sadly:
"You people don't want to find
her. . . . . If you do, you'll only run
into trouble. To begin with I'll tin
you that she ain't any little kid.
She's a woman and she can't travel
in your class. Do you get what I
meant" They shook their heads.
"What's the idea, Bill ?" asked
the lieutenant. "Tell 'em. I got a
lot of work to do here. Take 'em
down to your office."
The Wessels followed the detec
tive to the Identification Bureau.
He left them in the little outer of
fice for a few minutes and then
called them in, taking them to the
Swinging out the large frame
from the wall there, Duffy showed
them scores of portraits of female
criminals of every degree of in
iquity. "Here's what you're looking for,"
he said finally. He had placed
copies of Minnie's pictures, full
face and profile, in with the pic
tures of numerous women convicts.
Duffy held in his hand the record
Hennessy had filled out a week be
fore. In the blank for "Crime" was
written : "Wayward. Larceny.
Father and son stood with white
faces at the picture of Minnie in
its grim rogues' gallery setting
"She's pretty, ain't she T" asked
Bill. "Now just look at this jane."
He turned a frame and pointed out
a sweet face, the face of a young
madonna, gently sloping cheeks,
full lips, eyes filled with dreams.
"She's one of those gangster molls
held a torch to the bare feet of a
a bird who wouldn't come through;
"Enough!" interrupted young
"Come, son,' said Mr. Wessel.
"No, we're not holding Minnie
now," said Bill as he walked them
to the door. "We had her but some
euv nut uo bail and she jumped.
. . Well, eood night; . . . You're
Mr. and Mrs. Simon'and the lit
tie Simonses. all wonderfully ar
rayed, Mr. and Mrs. Goldfahr and
the small Goldfahrs, Mr. and Mrs.
Bloom and family, Mr. and Mrs.
Antonio Caccavalloni from the Gas
House, with their parents, their
children and two aunts and an un-
I cle, Mrs. Blutch, the candy and lot
f tery lady, wearing a bonnet with a
spray of violently shimmering black
jet, were present. Ana so were r.
X. Cassidy ("Flatfoot") in a hired
"Swit ch to Swi tches
early a million homes now enjoy clean . safe . carefree
That', a fact! And loU of the homeJ
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King George Greets U. S. Envoy
(At Recorded to Monday Noon
Of Tki Week)
King George VI (right) grata John G. Winant, n.w United SUtm
ambassador to England, as th. envoy arrive to take up his duties.
Breaking precedent, th. King met Winant at s railroad station berveex
Bristol and London, then took him by sutomobil. to meet Qnn Ills
beth and the royal princesses and have dinner with ths roonsrebs.
tuxedo, Pete Miller, the mail man,
with sharply sloping left shoulder,
and the entire night force of the
Identification Bureau at Police
He'adquarters in dark business suits
with bountonnieres of pink bridal
roses.. ' . .
They sat at the banquet table of
the Golden Hind, vases of roses in
a line down the center, fine linen
and silver and cut glass, the orches
tra playing merrily. They had all
attended the Duffy-Fogarty nup
tials in a little church in the Bronx
and had been whisked down to
Harlem for the weding breakfast
ahead of the bride and groom, and
Pop, who had returned to the flat
for the honeymoon baggage.
A signal from the headwaiter
and the jazz ceased. The Men
delssohn wedding march burst glor
iously on the air and the guests
leaped to their feet with shouts of
welcome. The bride's going-a way
gown was blue silk piped with ma
gent, her hat a dream. The groom
had chosen a suit of orange tinge
blue shirt and collar (a la Jimmy
Walker) and dark green spats.
Pop looked like a banker in his new
suit and a gold chain across his
equator, almost heavy jenough to
anchor the Leviathan. "From his
right hand dangled a stretch of
brieht new yellow leather. At the
other end was Terry, white as mar
ble, walking with a rheumatic limp
but still in the parade, his one eye
"To the bride!'' cried Mr. Gold
fahr, lifting his glass.
"To the bride!" echoed everyone.
"To Pop!" enthusastically toast
ed Mr. Simon, whose furniture
business was now on its feet gain
(thanks to Pop's "cordial" profit)
under the firm name of Simon
"To Pop!" responded the chorus.
Then came the first toast to the
groom. Signor Antonio Caccaval
loni proprosed it, his great dark
eyes roving up and down the table,
his swart complexion flushed. He
stroked his black mustache, exquis
itely curled, as he awaited silence.
Tony's huge shoulders were thrown
back and from the center of his
dress shirt a diamond shone like
the headlight of a crack locomotive.-
"I drink da health of Mr. Duffy,"
he announced with emotion. "He's
wan-a good-a boy. I wish he have
motche hoppiness. Felicital When
he did-a duty for da proh'bition spy
Gas House he always keeps da
good eve open for da pro'bition spy
and Caccavalloni gotta da tip,
queeck like-a datl He's wan-a
good-a boy. And he was no peeg.
Mr. Duff was reason-able always.
The tribute was from the heart
and the big dark eyes of Signor
Caccavalloni were swimming. Pop
was choking as he held back tty
laughter, Messer. Goldfahr and
Bloom applauded wildly. Bill Duf
fy's confereres bent over each other
"Can you tie that, Pop?" groaned
the groom. "On my wedding day!
If there was a bottle handy I'd
But Signor Caccavalloni had tak
en his seat, glad that he had had
the opportunity to-express his ap
preciation of a considerate friend.
"Speech! Speech!" shouted Bill's
co-workers of the law. "Duffy!
The bridgroom rose.
"Thanks," he said. "Thanks for
my wife and myself. If guy plays
the game square it's all you can
ask of him. Tony know I never
ast him for any dough for helping
him out. It was just a present he
made me now and then, and he
knows that if business was dull he
didn't hafta make me any present
or any other cop or bulL Cassidy
will bear me out. Am I right, Cas
sidy?" "Right!" shouted "Flatfoot"
"Am I right, Pop?"
"Pop! Pop"' came the demand.
"Speech! Pop!'' ''
"Ladies and gentlemen," . said
J. W. Sellers, Com., to John R.
i Ivy Hill Township
J. D. Caldwell, Jr., et ux, to Clar
T. C Abernerthy, Tr., Aggie
Smyles to Home Owners Loan Corp.
Orin Davis, et ux, to Edwin Cald
well, et ux.
L. N. Davis, et ux, to J. D. Caldwell.-..'
He: 'Well, I suppose you're an
gry because I came home with this
black eye last night"
She, (sweetly) : "Not at all, dear.
You may not remember it hut when
you came home you didn't have
that black eye."
Sophomore; "What is heredity.
Professor: "Something every
man believes in until his son begins
to act like a fool."
Pop easily. "I know we all wish the
young couple happiness. That's
what we're here for. So long as
they help each other and be con
siderate of each other they's be
happy and I'll be happy with them.
I brought Terry with me because I
thought I'd feel lonesome after Min
and Bill left for their wedding trip.
We can learn a good lesson from
this old warrior who lies so pa
tiently content at my feet He's
brave and loving and in his time he
was a terrible fighter, fighting
without hate, fighting only because
he was born to fight. Terry never
asks a friend whether the law is for
him or against him. In his quiet
way he just says to the one he loves,
'I'm for you, Boss, lor YOU r xn
my time I've read a lot of philoso
phers and historians but I don't re
member any of them getting closer
to this simple thing of unquestion
ing1 devotion of blind, beautiful,
unselfish love. If Min and Bill have
it for each other they's going to
get real happiness out of life.
Here's God bless them!"
Mrs. Blutch, whose bonnet was
twinkling at a foolish angle lifted
Terry so that his front legs got a
grip on the table and he could take
a Bow or, rather, respond with a
few bow-wows of delight.
The guests plunged into the
feast and the fiddlers sawed away
with their hearts in the job. The
rice was thrown in showers as Min
and Bill departed for their ship.
The headquarters men hurried to
their jobs. "Flatfoot" Cassidy de
posited Mrs. Blutch in a taxi to
take, her safely back to the candy
shop. Mr. Simon had sent his fam
'"Let's walk," he suggested to
Pop as the last of the guests de
parted and, with Terry happily
jogging between them, the partners
started for the Bronx in the deep
At Seventh Avenue traffic held
them to the curb. In one of the
waiting cars an expensive run
about a handsome young man was
seen laughing and chattering with a
Pop studied the young man's face
closely. There was a long searing
mark near his right temple.
"Look," he said to his partner.
"There's the rich youn,g man who
was in love with my Minnie, At
least he thought he was in love with
her. Well, he's happy again and
that makes me. and will make 'Her
Highness' all the happier."
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