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Washington, D. C. (NWNS) — Why did President Koosevelt de cide to send Donald Nelson, head of the War Production board, on an extended secret mission to China? And what are me reui falts behind the resignation of Charles Wilson, the No. H man of the WPB? Washington correspondents have been prying into the W I’B shake-up ever since it took plate —have given dodens of interpre tations of it—but it is doubtful if a clear picture of just what happened will come to light for some time. On the surface, Washington newspaper men are accepting the President’s statement on the Nel son situation—that Mr. Nelson is being sent on a mission of great importance and that his position with WPB is the same as ever. Byt most of them find it impos sible to think that there ish t some thing more behind it—for they cannot pictuie any possible .mis sion to China which needs the ser vices of Mr. Nelson as much as he is needed ill his tremtedb esly important job on the horn, front. They also feel that there tut be some tie-up with the comm' elec tion, since, according to the an nouncement, Nelson may be kept in China uaui the election is'over. As for ft*.. Wilson, he stated that he was resigning because of unjust attacks made against dm by some of uie YVPts executives under Mr. kelson. He denied em phatically that he opposed Mr. Nelson’s plan for starting recon version to civilian production while the war is still going on. Hut it is believed that arguments j and disagreements over some of the attitudes toward reconversion have had a lot to do with the t-ruble in the VVPB. Many members of congress are seriously alarmed over the VVPB fracas fearing that it may weak- , en the organization which has been the backbone of our war pro duction record and which will be j depended upon to steer industry j into peacetime production with a minimum amount of unemploy- , Reconversion, and plans for the disposal of probably $100,000.-' 000,000 worth of surplus goods 1 crpected to be in government hands when the war ends, are two problems to which Washington is devoting a great deal of study and debate today. Congress is considering a bill for the dispos- | ul of these vast quantities of goods and is trying to include provis ions to protect the American far mer and businessman from suf fering any losses when these j the bill which would specifically 1 has written an amendment into 1 goods are released. The senate j ban the sale of any government- I owned farm product below the \ price being obtained by farmers. AT THE MOVIES IN CHERRYVILLE OnoDay Only At The LESTER SAT. Gorgeous Belies in a new triumph of screen magic, -Lady, Let’s Dance," with James Ellison and Walter Catlett. Starts L. S. Sun. Nite 12:02 & Mon.-Tues> At THE LESTER “The Cobro Woman” A *eenr fmm "Cobra Woman", a rale of. exotu lose and thrilling Adventure in the South St as. with Maria Monica, Saliu, Jon Hall. Fri.-Sat.-2 Days at STRANDSmiley Bar nett, Bob Livingstone In ‘‘Beneath Western Sides)’ CHAPTER VIII The Prince** Meridel of Grat zen and her cou*in arrive in Canada to visit Baron Rudi de Morpin, her uncle. H} had been employed by Madame Fabre-Lu* ignan, who tur»ed the estate over to the Baron in order that he could entertain the Prince** with out her knowing of hi* reduced circumstance*. Roger Fabre of the Canadian Air Froce and neph ew of the Madame’* fall* in love with the Prince**. The estate i» turned over to the care of un fortunate children of war-torn Europe. Pol Martin and Ro»ine find a photograph on the Ma dame’* table and learn that it i* the man whom Roger ha* vowed to kill They then learn that the man i* Roger’, brother. Roger still doe* not know the connection between hit brother and the crime he i* pledged to avenge. The children break the picture firam-l and tell Madame the truth. She j trie* not to believe that Roger * j own brother had killed Bonhomme | Fricot, but a doubt remain*. The Princes* learned that the Baron wa* not the owner of the ca»tle, so they all left for Coq d’or where he bought an interest in the Gol den Cook. Roger looked all around him, puzzled, then pretending to find her only after an interval, he feigned surprise, saluted briskly and said, "Ah, so you are the wicked old witch who has the lovely princess shut up in her castle 1 Free her at once, beldame, or I shall be forced to draw upon your golden guard and—’’ “Come up here!’’ “I come, madame.” She heard the clatter of his boots on the back stairway and almost before she could reach the hall he was there, bright cheeked, smelling of frost and tobacco, strong of arm as he drew her to him and kissed her. “Surprise!" he said. “landed at St. Hubert in the middle of the “Why—why did you not let me "Military secret, my beloved aunt. But here I am, Tante Mimi —and oh, so glad to be here! Please sit down and tell me all about everything—about your self, about your grand gesture of playing fairy godmother to the little exiles, about—” “About Meridel ” “Well—yes, about Meridel. Where is she?'* “Gone!” Roger jumped up be fore he had settled on the cush ions. “Yor mean she is not here? She has gone away? But—” “Not far away in distance, Ro ver: but very, very far I am a fraid, in relationship. Oh, darn it, why do things have to be the Way they are! We were all so hap py and then—’’ “And then what? What hap pened?” "She found out that Rudolph was only the butler. That big mouth, blundering Guy Winter side came one day and—well, she learned the truth.” “And she left you?” “That night. I didn’t blame her. I could understand just how she felt about it all. I forgot a bout her being a princess. I realized what she was, and why she was—” “Were you ever in doubt about it? She is the loveliest—’’ “Yes, I know, Roger. I’ve miss ed them all terribly. Rudolph went with them. It was sad to see them go. It was pathetic somehow. They looked what they r?ally were, as they stood In the hall that night, saying goodby to us—exiles, strangers in a strangers in a strange land, four poor souls lost among the mil lions.” “You should not have let them go! You should have made them— “You sit down. Here—” she handed him tha letter she had just received from Meridel. “1 think you’ll like to read that.” She watched the dark thin face as he read. Little wrinkles a bout the eye corners, a certain grimness around the mouth that used to be so boyish, a new rib bon added to the ones he had worn; his black hair grew to a peak. It was cropped close; still it curled a little. She could see him as a very little boy playing with Michel whom they used to call “le rouge,” the red one. It seemed only yesterday when the two of them had first come to her. And look at Roger now, a man and a splendid one; and Mi chel—.where was Michel? “That’s a grand letter, Tante Mimi.” Roger came to her and kissed her. “And did she ask for the picture of me or—” He saw the quick dart of ma dame's vivid eyes. He looked at the dresser where the photo of Michel used to stand. Blankly, at first, then witn eyes narrowed in wondering question „e stared at her. “Whose picture did you give her?” “Michel’s.” “Mike’s picture! You gave her his^picture! But why in the world .. had wet him before— i the land she came from, in Gral lenn: ,®he had “et him just one and then only briefly, yet—’* Roger’s faee was almost »u len. ‘I know,” he said. “I cai tel! you the whole story. H° came, he -aw, he conquered. Ke made more of an impression on her m a few hours than 1 could ninfe hi years or in a lifetime. On ' or as on you, u.ui on you as on cl* women. Thi t fatal charm. the fair-haired bey—’ “Stop, Roger!” “Sorry, madame. I ahouldn t have talk»-1 like that. M'ke < a swell guy. he's got me Deal e- :y way. That’s why, when 1 met lui, 1 thought Weil, here is one tune old Roge has the field to himself and a clear run ahead, 1—darn it, I love her so. I thought in linle ft mught—-weUi it 0-fT 1 that I was licked before l started The lad had got in some of hi finest work ahead of me. She was in love with him already. Yes - I recall it now; the first night I met her she spoke of someone she hail met in that queer little country of hers. It never occur red to me—how could it?—that it might have been friend Mike. Well, 1 suppose soon he will come back to claim her.” “Roger — there’s something more—about Michel.” “What more, Ma Tante?” Ro ger lit a cigarette, rested his head against the chair back and closed his eyes. He was tired. He hadn’t realized how stiff and weary he was until this jolt had been handed to him. Drat it, a n»nn shiiuId receive somdfhing better than this after flying a cross the Atlantic with a load of politicians. “What more?” “I don’t know how to tell you this, or whether it should be told. It was the little ones, Rosine and Pol Martin.” "Nice kids.” “Yes. Bright children too. I gave them tea the day you brought the Goujons.” "Ah, yes. I remember it so well. It was pretty lovely. I—I’ve thought often of that day.” "Yes, I know. She said goodby “She kissed me. I was—well, Mike hasn't got her yet. I’m right here on the spot. If 1 work fast —But 1 interrupt you, I’m sorry. What about the children?" “You recall, that day. the lit tle Rosine would not eat?” “Yes! Meridel thought she had the stomach-ache.” “She hadn't.” “Well, what ailed her then?” “She had spied Michel’s pic "Sapristi! Don’t tell me Mike1 Fabre ever spoiled a woman’s ; appetite! Whats the trick?” “Be patient, Roger. She said nothing that day. but some time after, Rosine and Pol Martin cam. to me and Rosine confessed tha‘ she had knocked the pietur. down and smasneu the glass wit I her heel, trampled upon it.” “But—" “When I asked her why”—Ma dame s voice made Roger’s ayes grow wide, brought a sudden chill to him. He leaned forward in his chair, his hands clasped in fron‘ if him—"she said that she had done it because he was the man German soldier, who had killed I onhemme Frieot. ' "Who nad—’’ Roger started to sin it. but the smile died a-borr ii!,. His lips were pane '. He sl.m eri hard at his aunt and saw no gleam of mirth in her eyes. A sfadiw there, a hideou.. lurking curtain of doubt. “A moment,"- he said softly. ‘Just a moment! This—th.s was no play, none of theii make-be • Inis was serious. W‘; cpies tioned them. Meridel a.id Rudi scolded them. It was no good ‘He is the one who kilieu Bon hotnme • ot. And fie l*uig> ed afterward. I hate him, hate him, hate him!’ My God, Roger, I have been hearing that efiild’s voice ever since. In the dark hours of the night when I waken and real ize how old I am and remember you and remember him—him.” "They could be mistaken. 1 Youngsters like them—” "They are old, these children of the war—old and wise, Roger, I’m afraid. I've been afraid since that day. 1 can’t think of it— can’t bear to. You know how he felt about those people. He lived ] among them three years. He was formed by them—” “Not to betray his country! Not to wear their—” "Even the scar on his chin,” said the old lady bitterly. “His ; souvenir of Heidelberg he called it—a saber cut—they remember ed that.” “Don’t! Don't talk about it!” Roger got up and walked to the 1 window just ae the telephone rang softly, handy to Roger’s el bow. He looked inquiringly at maname and lifted it when she nodded. He did very little talk ing,a great deal of listening. The old lady watched him sharply, straining to read in his eyes the news that made their dark looks alter, grow darker still. “Good! We shall see you soon, my friend!” And he put the tele phone down slowly and looked earnestly, appraisingly at his aunt. “Order that coffee and cog nac, madame. You are going to ; need it.” I “What—” she spoke through the house phone to Geener, turn led then to her nephew. “Tell me. Who was that?” "Old Delorme, your confiden tial agent's <lerU. Ti at black d* vil Follet has skipped. There's a letter in his office there for you —and fiom what I could gather— not much eisi.” “You- mean,” Madame picked up her stick and fingered /ie ki-ob, “you mean to say that v.a or-el Follet has svwiiJIcu me !” “It looks that way. You know, darling. I’ve been telling you for years and years that Follet smell ed of brimstone and that you should look after your affairs a bit better.” “Pouf! Where is the coffee? I have been poor before. I never minded that. One day champagne, the next gruel. It was the way when I was young. Ah, Uesner, ■>u bring ambrosia.” "1 shall go back to the city at >nee and see what’s to be done. I’ll get some good lawyer for von. I know that you wouldn’t be interested enough to come with “Why not? It is a long time since 1 have been away from here. We shall go right after luncheon. Perhaps now tdat we are poor, Meridel and Rudi and the chil dren will forget their pride and come back.” t The tiny back parlor of the Coi| d’or held a gay company that night. The tavern was closed ear ly and the little ones, as a very special concession, were allowed to stay up a full two hours after their bedtime. Roger was their hero. • oil must come to stay with us," said Madame, "not just to visit. If I am aide to remain there, Meridel, you and the chil dren must return to me. Now, you see, the shoe is on the other foot; it is I who am poor, who am in need of good friends and cheery faces around me. You would not leave a poor, helpless old woman alone!” She tried to look piteous, hut failed signally. She did not take the threat of poverty at all ser iously. She had already drama tized the situation, in which her part was somewhat of a cross be tween the Little Match Girl and Eliza crossing the ice. She was en ioying herself greatly and after ' few imprecations and vain threats against "that sly fox, that Gabriel toilet,” she seemed to have entirely forgotten him. She sat m the place of honor by Jul es Goujons fireside and benigh l.V let Rudolph wait upon her, which he did with obvious pleas "Ah, it is like the good old tim Rudolpd, ' she said. “I fea was not until you were gon I I realized what a treasure I in you.” lust as I, until 1 became 1; niadame,” nmrnnued Ru ‘Ph, “did not know how pleas t is the lot of a ouiler.” The children surrounded Rc ■'el ai,<! Meridel, que. Uoning Ro ger. askri.e him the meaning 0 the bright ribbons on his tunii begging him to tell them of hi ■u ventures in the sky. He waitec as did Meridel, and niadame al so, for queries, some talk of Bon honime Fricot, "that good mu whom the laughing soldier killed, they knew Risine and Pol Mai tin were thinking of that, bu something, some childish intuitio; kept their little tongues awa x 1*0111 the subject. (To BE CONTINUED) BUY BONDS Your first introduction should tell you WHY BLACK DRAUGHT is 8 BEST SELLING LAXATIVE all over the South _Caution, Um Only «»Dlrnctnd |Si*% Inch ISfTfttOtl it REV. ROBERT H HARP® t Saul Rejected. Leton for September 10: I Sam uel 13.15,31. Golden Tert: 1 Samuel 15:23. It has been said ‘‘th'o dice of God are always loaded." Certain ly His word does not fail. This is illustrated in Saul’s tragic ca reer. Disobedient unto God, he was rejected as king, and, falling at last in battle, his royal house perished with him. Saul twice usurped functions of the priest, but this might have been forgiven had he not diso- ' beyed God in sparing Agag and the best of the spoii. When Sam uel told Saul that God has le jeeted him, and turned to depart., the king in his importunity giasp fil the p r.phet’s robe to detain hi.a arid it was torn. This Sam i-ti used as a symbol of doom— .Josephus says Sa..l reigned 40 years. His reign probably contin ued .'Hi years after he and Sam uel separated. But all the while doom was following him. At times a madness seized upon him. with lust to kill. David was .summon ed to charm away the “evil spir it" with music—this has been im mortalized in Browning’s “Saul." In the battle of Gilboa, three sons of Saul were sain and the king, mortally wounded, fell up on his sword and hastened his death. The word of God did not fail—a mere lapse of 30 wretched years did not stay the decree. But Saul's ruin came by the immuta ble law of human conduct. 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