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J ! r ttSrJAtlSVILLE, IJOCtTII CAROLINA 71 i ,. jr. . KCca oar saiji V-;: . ' tea UN COUNTY t - I ' r and Ify virtue ol the pow- V ' r kale in a certain t , jl id Tust executed by tiuoay l: Jv Wolf and wife Dome Wall, . t d - 1 1st November DH3, and I . tt nbd in Book 44) at pact UA n -iUco-.oX the JiegisiaiNot I; t of Oiftiiin County, Mono Ci una, datault having., been i in the payment or the, in tf tedness thereby secured, and n X deed ot trust being by the tci.us thereof subject. to torecio- swe, the undersigned trustee will oi. r for sale at public auction to! tt highest bidder tor cash, at the' courtNHiae door to Kerwn.vi;i N C at noon, on the 81st day of May IMS, the property conveyed h" 20 V tte same two yearg separation, and which iXlMo Una la Faison Township and,which cause of action is set forth bo'inded and described as tallows: in the complaint filed in this . iiRST TRAC1': Beginning at at I cause, and that the defendant la a Iron stake corner of Jerry Smith" neceMarv nartv to .. actlon and and James Henry Wolf and runs f""1 . n , tnca with Jerry smith's line & Ul-aa, JC xa,tt jxues to an iroi stake, thence S, 36-15.? W. 6 pole to an iron stake, thence N. 67-30 W. 14J. poles to an iron stake ttsence'N. 33 29.6 poles to the b fanning, containing '4 1-2 acres Kiore.or fetes . iSECOND TRACT: Beginning at an Iran stake, Jerry tonutas cor ner and runs . M, W. MO leet to a stake on the county road tnence with said county road N. fo K 125 feet to a stake in the center of a ditch, tnence with the oiicn M. SO 1-3 61 feet to the-be-ginning, containing 1-3 of one acre, more or less. s This the fth day of April, If44. i -i P. CL.CRUMPLER, Trustee H T Ray, ttoiney &t2Mtm . ADMINISTRATOR'S NOTICE i Having qualified as Administra tor of the estate of MATTHW J. KORNXGAY, DECEASED, late 01 Duplin County, North Carolina, this is to notify all persons having claims against the estate of the said deceased, to exhibit them to - the undersigned at Warsaw, North - Carolina, on or before the 20th day of April,' l4tt, or this notice will ' be pleaded in bar of their recov ery. S All -persons indebted to said es taw will please make immediate payment. ' ' t This the 20th day of April, 1045. , H. S. x&ornegay , Admr. of Matthew J. Kornegay. J" E. Walker oievens, Attorney. NOTJCS NORTH CAROLINA VUfLiN COUNTY ) Having qualified as admlnlstra tor of the estate ef Alton Gay lor deceased, late of Duplin County aVocth raml'P", this is to noUi all persona having claimsragains the ostat a said deceased to ex hihit them to the undersignea at his . i the Professional Pull ding,' UoUfiboro, N. C, on-or be lora the 19th day e( May, 194ft, or this notice wiU be pleaded in ba. of their recovery. mm All persons indebted to said e ' aril) rlu nuk hnmadiate V2?t -480i- day f laayl 18U, . rk.VB flmvln AAmlnlatratoi ef iUtHrQa7lgr, deceased SUMMONS BT PUBLICATION m tiix svrruoB oocbt ; STATE OF NOKIH CAROLINA COUNTY OF DUPLIN , BaroU T. Woeaa BUUe Louise Cochran Woods , The above named defendant, BUlie Louise Coohraa Woods, will take "notice, that an action as above enUUed has been commen ced in the Superior Court of Du- C County, State of North Caro , by the plaintiff, Harold T. Woods, to secure an absolute dl . vorce from her on the grounds of adultry, and the defendant will further take notice that she is re quired to appear in the office of the Clerk of the Superior Court of Duplin County in Kenansville, North Carolina on or before the 12th day of June, 1945, or twenty days thereafter and answer or demur to the complaint which has been duly filed therein, or the plaintiff will apply to the Court for the relief demanded In the said complaint. , This the 9th day of May, 1945. V , R. V. Wells, Clerk Superior Court , ; . 6-l-4t LAW n - ADMINISTRATOR'S NOTIOT TO CREDITORS HavW qualified as Administra tor of the estate of H. J. Boney. serf Unto of Dunlin County. V.iorth Carolina, this is to notify all persons having claims against the estate of said deceased to ex hibit them to the undersigned at Rose Hill, North Carolina, on or before the 8th day of May, 1948, or this notice will be pleaded in bar of their recovery. AM oersons indebted to said es- tatfe will please make immediate V.ZXCfA i j NOTICE OF SUMMONS BY rDBUOATION IN THE SUPERIOR COtiRT DUPLIN COUNTY. : NOB1H CAROLINA, ELIJAH EVERETTE 'vs . ELLA EVERETTE. The 'defendant, Ella Everette, will take notice that an action en titled as above has been commen ced in the SuDerior Court ol Du- Tfnrh fnmHnn bv f.. fJ ' V "TZZTZZuZ I pwmuii aoove juuucu .. the said defendant for an abso lute divorce on the grounds of that the said defendant will fur ther take notice that she is requir ed to appear at the office of the Clerk of the Superior Court of Duplin County, at the Court House in KenansvUle, North Carolina, on the 20th day of June,' 1945 and answer or demur to the petition filed in. said action, which has been duly filed, in. said action in the office of the Clerk of the Su perior Court of Duplin County, on or -before the ,12th day of July, 1945, or the plaintiff will apply to the court for relief demanded In the said complaint. This the 21st dav of Mav. 1945. R. V, Wells, Clerk, Superior Court. 6-15-4t. NBB NOTICE OF SUMMONS BY PUBLICATION IN THE SUPERIOR COURT DUPLIN COUNTY. NORTH CAROLINA, . ., SARAH KATHERINE BISHOP VS EDWIN BISHOP The defendant, Edwin Bishop, will take notice that an action en titled as above has been commen ced in the Superior Court of Du plin County, North Carolina, by payment. This C h day of May, 1945. Inez i Boney. Administratrix of H. J. Boney, deceased. 61S-6t. ICB SEVEN SPRINGS SUPPLY COMPANY tWill iGlose Each Thursday AfterncoaEffectiye May 31st Instead Of i We ara maldng this change in closing days to accomodct our customers who may find during the Summer months that they need supplies on Wednesday afternoon. Most merchants in this section doe on Wednesdays. On the other hand, if they need supplies on Thursday while we are closed, other merchants who can supply thetn will be open. V Seven SEVEN SPRINGS, . V N0XTH CAROUNA It C DALE, Moncr i the plaintiff above named against said defendant for an absolute di vorce on the grounds of two years separation, anl in which the , de fendant, is ( interested , and which cause of action is set forth in said complaint filed in said action,, and that the defendant Is a necessary party to this action; and that the said defendant will further take notice that she is required to' ap-' pear at the office of the Clerk ' of I the 'Superior Court of Duplin County, at the Court House in Ke nansville, North Carolina,1 on the ami day of June, 1945, and ans M. F. ALLEN JR. General Insurance KENANSVILLE;N. C. KKNANSYIILB'S ONLY INSURANCE AGENCY See GLENN W. BOWERS, QUNN - McGOWZN COMPANY WARSAW, NORTM CAROLINA DAY FHSNB S-a-4-1 MOI t-a-C-1 Funtral Dirdort A EmkKtlmsrs Ambulanc Ssrvke Auction Sale Every Wallace Livestock Yards Walla Wednesdays Spring: Supply Company TJ w Cwa lit J TlavuS wer or demur to the complaint filed in said action, which has been duly filed in said office, or on or before the 12th day of July, 1945, or the plaintiff will apply to the Court for- relief demanded in. the complaint This the 21st day (of May, 1945. R. V. Welle, Clerk. Superior Court. 6rl5-4t. NBB Bepreseatattve la WeasasvUla ce Th u rsday MAO UGELGGG By Alan LeAkry CHAPTER Xn "It's s funny thin.?' Luke Packer said. "It's easy to tell when a man it lying; but It plumb (ails you to say when .he's telling the truth. But that ain't any excuse. A thousand things otter told me you was only a stalking horse No such damn fool could be the real Monte Jarrad. But I never caught on. Unto the real Monte Cred from the slope." "I suppose I've done more mean things In my Ufe than one man can remember." Luke Packer said. Be was speaking with great difficulty no. "But the mean things you do are brushed over and torgot ,The one thing nobody ever forgets . . . and nobody ever forgives .'. . Is a baldheaded . Jacki ss . of a blunder. . . . Not even God'U forgive that Him least of all." Those were the last words Luke Packer ever said. He died with a strange, aboriginal stoicism, without bitterness and without faith. Seem ingly he literally believed, as he had said, that the death penalty was s suitable one for a man of his occupa tion to pay, for the crime of mistak ing one man for another. Melody Jones shook out a saddle blanket., and laid it over. Packer's body; then Immediately forgot the whole thing, for now the outer door was pushed open from outside, sad flung wide. Melody . thought, he glimpsed the. hand that swung the door; but nobody stood In the open ing that gaped blackly into the night. Melody snatched his gun out In what was intended to be a lightning draw. George Fury stepped through the door, and flattened himself against the wall inside, allowing the least possible silhouette of himself in the door-frame until the door was shut George Fury's eyebrows jumped now as be saw the form of Luke Packer under Its blanket He looked at it for a long time, and his face was very grim. "So now they got a corpus delicti," he said at last, hol lowly. "A whutT" "A dead man," George Fury am plified. "It ain't legal to hang you on account, of a dead man. unless they can come up with one. Corpus delicti is some foreign way of say ing that soon's tbey got the corpus you're de-licked." "Oh." "This here is rock bottom," George Fury said, completely with out hope. "Up until now we was in bad shape, but all right Even If they hung you tor Monte Jarrad, we could of proved the mistake. . But What good will It do to prove who you ain't, now that you come fitted up with a corpus delicti of your own?" Melody put away his gun. "Some times," be said, "it don't seem to me like we get the breaks." "I suppose you realize," George Fury said saltily, "there's a posse pretty near on top of us right now?" "George," said Cherry de Longpre with deep gravity, "you shouldn't have done this." mo. me? What? Done which?" "You shouldn't have shot him." "I shouldn't of what? Shot who?" "The man under that .blanket is was. an express company detec tive. His name was Luke Packer. He was one of the most feared peace officers In the West; every body knows his name. There isn't a single man in the whole territory who wouldn't have been a better choice for you to kill than this man." "Yes. but-but-" "There's going te be such a man hunting hullabaloo as the West has never seen before. I wouldn't give two cents for the chances of either one of you!" George Fury looked from the girl to his partner, and back again, slowly, with the dreary disillusion of a man who witnesses an all time low. "So new," he drawled, "you can't neither ot you think of no better out than to blame the whole damn ca lamity on me," . "It ain't any question of blaming nobody, George," Melody said sad ly. George tflened. "Why yew be fewxled numpua " "I guess," Melody told Cherry, "we got him on our hands. That s how come be shot Packer." Cherry just stood there looking bleak, and stunned s little glassy eyed. The full complication of their disaster was still soaking Its way Into her mind. "It wasn't the real George done this," Melody said. "It wss s bot tle ot liquor shot Packer, just the same ss if tt cspered in here end popped him with Its cork. When George drinks, be ain't nothing but a bottle with laigs." "I heard you are the shot that dropped him." George was pitying them now, in a weary, embittered way. "I was right outside. And when I come in, you was under the table, . your six-gun smoking in your damn hand." "You mean, I shot him?" "You finally got It, son." "Why Is s bole in the window. and glass on the floor, tt I shot him?" ' Melody demanded. "You think I run outside, and shot, snd sudden run back?" "I don't know nothing about that." "Why is they blood on the floor by the window, where he fell?" Mel ody Insisted. "And how does the corpus get from there up on the bunk, it I'm under the table when I shoot him dald? You think the cor pus hauls off snd leaps up under that blanket, when he hears you coming In?" . This gave Gcrge pause. He grew suddenly very m something else that Was grtlnd i. tryond the range of their ei tu" f . beyond the cabin cleoriiitft bccaii.t yliM lo him. Cher ry watched him. "C an you hear the posse?" she whispered. George shook his head. "Some thing else is tooken place," he said with s new bleak awe. ' "So that was itl I'm sorry, Melody. It wasn't you shot Packer. I should ot knowed you wasn't up to nothing so practi cal ss that." "I don't foller this." Melody said, i George pleaded with him, "Don't try to git it through your head. We ain't got time for no such com plicated projick as that! It you want out of this, will you please, please do like I say, jest for the next few min utes?" "Go catch your ponies," George Fury ordered Melody. All the dead' level urgency he could put Into his, low tones was there. "Saddle 'em bolh, yours snd Cherry's. Then git mine. .He's about forty rods down the crick, in a little meadow. You can't miss catching him because he'.s close hobbled, and he's also short picketed." Out in the fresh dark Melody realised that the cabin he had left had become an unwholesome place. There within the adobe walls was everything needful to put an end to him. His doings were wandering snd purposeless, but he valued them; and the living air in his lungs became increasingly precious as his time supply ran short It was a considerable relief to find their po nies about where he had left them; he was already aware that they might easily have been gone. , After that he found George Fury's pony, after walking past in the dark Jb t "L-r j He went slashing np to the door ef the cabin and kicked It in. without seeing It only once; and settled himself to wait tor George and Cherry. Melody stood and waited, so sure that Cherry and George were on his heels that at first he was glad to have got the saddling done before they caught up and found him un ready. By and by he sat down, his back against a boulder and one ankle on a cocked-up knee. His bullet nick was hurting very interestingly now; he idly picked pine needles out of his bloody ear, and wondered If he would lose the whole shebang. Melody Jones now got stiffly up onto his heels, and mounted Harry Henshaw. Riding Harry and lead ing the other ponies, he turned back toward the adobe, on no better the ory than that he had waited long enough. He approached the cabin with some caution, riding with his led ponies in places where the ani mals' unshod hoofs were least likely to clop upon stone. The three po nies moved like ghosts as be rode into the little meadow. And now a burst of outrage lifted him In his stirrup bows. The adobe was well illuminated now, as if ev ery candle in the place had been lighted. "Lit up like a new saloon," he breathed aloud. "Couldn't wait un til I was out of sight hardly, before they relax completely!" He made one concession to cau tion. With the elaborate patience ot exasperation, he picketed his ponies and made a careful scout-circuit of the cabin. With some difficulty he made his way to a place from which he had a line upon the interior through the shattered pane. One figure was included In the segment of his vision. It was that of George Fury. George stood at ease against the wall; and he was engaged, exactly as Melody might have expected, in making what appeared to be a lengthy speech. Patience left Melody Jones. Throwing aside all pretense of cau tion, he went slashing up to the door of the cabin and kicked it in. "Now you lookey here," he shout ed, stepping into the full light He stopped then and looked around him. Cherry de Longpre and George Fury were not alone. Three inter lopers made the cabin seem packed. Their guns were in' their hands; snd they bad so placed themselves that they could keep an eye on George Fury while their guns con verged upon Melody at the door. The body of Luke Packer, however, was no longer tn the bunk. "All right m'boy," the oldest ot S 'f-mm.mf wimii im, tr . sin Tk. " " ' v MmM A-2-A FRIDAY, MAY 25th'., 1945 the three men said. Tm Shertftj Thingan the big end ot the law in1 Payneville. Stick your lingers In, your mouth," he ordered surprising ly. "Whut?" "Stick your fingers in your mouth. Both hands." "Whut for?" "Because I tell you to," Sheriff Thingan said, angering. "And be, pert before I let fly!" Melody looked with bewilderment at George Fury, who was staring at him ironically. "I never seed so many crazy people," Melody said; but he obeyed Sheriff Thingan andi put his fingers in his mouth, all, the fingers of both bands. He rolled' an eye at Cherry to see if she was laughing. She was not Sheriff Thingan now stepped for ward, approaching. Melody from one; side. He pulled Melody into the, room by a shoulder, and spun him around, then disarmed Melody from! behind. After that he shut the door. "You can collapse now," Thingan told Melody. "Turn around, and take your feet out of your mouth, and start to talk." Melody Jones took a slow look at his captcrs. Sheriff Thingan was somewhat apple-cheeked, but with deep grin lines, amounting to dim ples. He affected a neat white mus tache, more cleanly trimmed than the old conventional buffalo-horn model, and curled only slightly, af ter the manner of the better class of Mexican border desperadoes. His hat not ten gallon, but perhaps two he wore raked at a sporty angle. Sheriff Tlringan had the name ot being a profoundly wise, infallibly, cagey old man. What Melody saw now was that this was a profoundly silly, infallibly eccentric old man. "Lucky you be," Sheriff Thingan; said to Melody, "that it was me caught up with you." "Why?" Sheriff Thingan directed a genial question to his deputies. "Ain't this the little punk that's been making out to be Monte Jarrad?" Thingan's number one deputy now spoke. He was big and coarse fea tured, his face crudely and strongly made. He had big aggressive ears, a big craggy nose and jaw; his sparse hair had once been red, but. now was grayed to a sandy roan.: His rough-cut grin had the expres sion of a pumpkin face, and it! showed yellow teeth as big as an elk's, with gaps between. And his eyes, which were a muddy blue, had about the same expression as holes blown in a roof. 1 This man's name ;'as Royal Boone. "I shore don't know What you fel lows want," he grinned. "If he ain't Monte, he'U sure do in Monte's place." "You're just rope-handy," Thin gan said, his words bumped by a chuckle. ! "Well, he's virtually volunteered to get hung, ain't he? Why quarrel with the guy?" The second deputy, Mormon Stocker, was a swarthy, beery little man with a broken nose. He had a habit of carrying his chin on his chest, which set his mouth in s line of disgust and gave a peculiar look to his eyes, which were buttony, and had circular lines about them above and below, like the eyes of an owL He switched these owl eyes upon Melody through a moment of dark depression. "Nump," he said, i "I suppose," Royal Boone said with sarcasm that killed himself, "you aim to fight it out with the Cotton boys to see that they don't hang him." "I do like hell," said Sheriff Thin gan. Cherry de Longpre began to speak rapidly, in a low monotone. "Why don't you let him go? What kind of murderers are you? Give him a chance to run for his life!" She looked gray faced and desperately tired, but to Melody she had never looked prettier in her life. "Thla fool kid has nothing to do with any thing. Let the. Cottons catch him for themselves!" Mormon Stocker said with deep dejection, "Let the kid slope." Royal Boone looked at him blank ly. "Have you gone out of your head?" Sheriff Roddy Thingan looked at Cherry de Longpre with all kinds ot benevolence. "Crime doesn't pay," he told her. "How come you got your foot stuck through the fence like this? I swear, I'm goin' to stop this corrupting American woman hood around here It I have to hang fellers right and left!" "Listen you old tool," said George Fury, "don't It never occur to you that you won't never find out where the loot went to, it you let this punk git hung?" "How's that again?" "Who do you think is going to tell you where that strongbox is," George Fury ssked him, "once this punk is dead? Monte Jarrad? You don't even know Monte Jarrad is alive!" "Do you," Sheriff Thingan asked Melody cynically, "know what Monte done with that express box?" "Yes," Melody said. ' "I want you to get it through your haid," Melody said, "that I ain't . Monte Jarrad. It I show you where the money is, I want you should turn me tree. And my gal with me, tool": It was only later that Melody found that George Fury's knees had . sagged under him. Just here. Sheriff Roddy Thingan was ready to deal, and deal quickly. "I know you ain't Monte Jarrad." he said, "It's only the Cottons that pet ex cited, ss a general thing Tit first minute I get my hands nn f i t ex press box, you're tree to hi s in all the directions you " . ; TO M OCtmNCTP V-"'' A. 1. OAVENAVGH Wallace, N. O. . ' Duplin's Only Jewelry 6 tors, ' JEWELRY WATCH AND JEWELRY DIAMONDS WATfir-S REPARINO and EN6BALNtt il I 1 ' I I f m , w,iu V I