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1941 THE WAYNESVHJLE MOUNTAINEER Ptfell I m HIGHNESS sy n, . Duffy, with &r a litUe plat- K 'Toff the measurements Cdjoned off we A'forg 7 was the iust another & down into the records m IV. that there would . "Lhilitv of her Voiding identification. . ,0rB.mrints. one at a K. right hand, the i the j, B wv lomnincr down 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. SI I. aM 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- Ware Coughs 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. REOMULSION Couehs, Chest Colds, Bronchitis domed building, and kissed good-night. "1 got you roped now, "Queen," he said. 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 Missing Persons-Bureau. 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 ment, ' "Tnis getleman is Mr. Wessel, Bill," said the lieutenant, "and the other gentleman is his son." "Glad to meetcha," murmured Duffey. '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, huh?" "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 Easter Cleaned' 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." CENTRAL CLEANERS Main Street Phone 113 IT PLEASES US TO PLEASE YOU on "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 picture gallery. 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. Blackmail." 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; she " "Enough!" interrupted young Wessel.'. "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 welcome." 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 WATEIR he if USD That', a fact! And loU of the homeJ your community-one of them Lvwt the many ad- by cScSrding jont old water heating method. ?EE YOUR ELECTRIC DEALER " the crniouim POWER & UGH' S ' - .. v - rrnvrri? . . . Yet It CHEAP! . "'uuuy , fc 4 n ixliLUii jw"" King George Greets U. S. Envoy TRANSACTIONS IN Real Estate (At Recorded to Monday Noon Of Tki Week) V 4 -:v . NX S 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 watchful. "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 Dolan. , "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. Felicita!" 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 and whooped. "Can you tie that, Pop?" groaned the groom. "On my wedding day! If there was a bottle handy I'd crown him." 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! 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?" "Right!" "Pop! Pop"' came the demand. "Speech! Pop!'' '' "Ladies and gentlemen," . said Clyde Township J. W. Sellers, Com., to John R. Sellers. i Ivy Hill Township J. D. Caldwell, Jr., et ux, to Clar ence Caldwell. Waynesville Township 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?" v 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 ily home. '"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 ening twilight 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 pretty girl. 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." (The end) Distributed by King Features Syndicate, Inc. 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