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Seventy-two per cent of the money advanced to farmers m ru ral rehabilitation loans since the beginning of the program in IDiio has been paid back to the f edera. Government with interest, says a report. Good fertility of hatching eggs may be obtained seven days alter mating and for about 7 days ai i ter males are removed from the j poultry flocks at the end of the j breeding season. Reseeding, fertilizing, and mow ing pastures to control weeds will give big returns in milk per acre. AT THE MOVIES IN CHERRYVILLE THURSDAY FRIDAY—AT THE LESTER “I.AIJRA” NF.VF.R A WOMAN SO IRRESISTIBLE GENE TIERNEY, CONA ANDREWS SAT. ONE DAY ONLY, MUSIC COMEDY FUN “EVER SINCE VENUS" with ANN SAVAGE ROSS HUNTER MON TUE.—2 DAYS AT LESTER CARMEN MIRANDA. MICHAEL O'SHEA In Technicolor “SOMETHING FOR THE BOYS" AT THE STRAND FRI. SAT.—2 DAYS JOHN MACK BROWN. RAYMOND HATTON “WEST OF THE RIO GRANDE” CHAPTER IX Champ Fields, managing editor of the Westhaven Clarion, hies Pony Blake, but Barbara West, bis secretary intercedes. Tony saves himself by scoring a news oeat and gets a laise in pay. Tak ng Barbara to dinner and a dance Pony proposes and is accepted, they were married in the church, .vith 'l'ony's mother and sister, as .cell as their many friends present Alter the ceremony, Nora Fields race a reception at tier home, rom there they left by car to pend their Honeymoon at Asbury ark. Tony wntes a play with the ,d of Gloria Havener and it is produced at the Little lbeatre. Barbara is angry with Tony be ause he has provided front row -eats for his mother and sisters out had forgotten about his wife. Phis and many other things which ,iad happened lately piqued Bar >ara. She is very unhappy, even hough the trial of Tony's play ias met with an ovation. When the .iroducer wires Tony his play will ■e accepted if it lives up to Act 1, ie quits his job and Barbara—an ■xpectant mother, is forced to sup port him. She quarrels with him 'or gadding about instead ot corking on his play, and then tells win she is sorry. "That's all right,” interrupted Pony cheerfully. "I don't blame .•(Hi for getting ted up. Barbara. I should have got wise to myselt lefore this. It's natural for you to want to control the purse strings when you're making the money. Mother says you have a perfect right to insist on it.” " \ ou've been down to your mother's'? " “Yep,” said Tony. “and you dont need to worry about my ending your money from here on, Barbara. Mother let me have two hundred dollars. Of coc.vse 1 II pay her back when the p*ay goes over,” sa.d 'Tony. Barbara whs furious, "if it ever At least mothel wasn t e'Taiii ■ gamble on -.ic, he remarked. the next morning sl.e had scarcely anything to say. Tony seemed in a good humor, hut he did not offer to kiss Barbara good hv when she started otf to work and at noon he was not quite nat ural. N'either was Barbara. They were excessively polite to eacn other and very formal. Things went on like that for two weeks, with neither of them giving an inch. However, having two hundred dollars. I'ony leit rich. He bought new lw lor the car and he gave lw Maoorate parties at a roadhou. c. He also brought Nessa a nee, blouse tor her fall suit, and he t ox bis moth er and Lily to New- ,k to see Gloria Havener’s m show. He j^ked Barbara to g >■ 1 can r gei o . even u we could afford it," s!.c. aid shortly. ''Somebody in this 1 amily Lad to Tony's lips curled. “Too bad you didn't marry Martin Fagg. He’s just your style. ’ "At least Martin pays his own way," she said. Tony was white. “Money is more important to you than anything else in the world, isn’t it?" Barbara’s eyes stung. "Some body has to keep his feel on the ground. We can't all be would-be artists like you." “Well," said Tony, “everybody warned you." “Too bad." muttered Barbara, that our foresight isn’t as good as our hindsight." She was wretched all that al ternoon and night, thinking of Tony in New York with Gloria Havener. She stood it just as long j as she could and then put on her coat and hat and went down tiwn to the picture show. She kept see ing Gloria's alluring smile, hear ing her luscious voice murmuring caressing words to Tony. It was after eleven when she came out and a light mist had be gun to fall, freezing as last as it hit the pavements. Barbara strug gled down the street in the wind, fore she reached the corner where She felt cold and bedraggled be she had to wait for the streetcar, and apparently the service was held up by slippery tracks. She waited and waitted but no car came. Then she saw that the lights were on in Martin Fagg's shop ac ross the street. It was long past closing time. But she could see him working on the show window She bit her lip, hesitated, then she walked over and tapped on the door. ‘Barbara!’’ cried Martin, staring at her in astonishment. “What on earth?" “I came down to the picture show and something seems to have happened to the street car service. At least one hasn’t been along and I've been waiting” hours. “You must be frozen! Come in side and warm up while 1 get the car out and 1 11 take you home. Martin kept his car in the alley He came in after her and brought an umbrella and a laprobe to keep her from getting wet. He tucked her into the seat and wrapped the laprobe about her knees and feet Barbara felt she had no right to be accepting Martin’s kindness just because she was out of hum or with her husband. Suddenly she did not feet out of humor with Tony. What it they hau been a little on eacn other s rierves lately, she asked herself im patiently. In her heart she knew Tony loved her and she loved him, ( She wa« startled by an exdama I tion from Martin. “(Jh heck:1' he cried. “A flat tire! I'll send you | home in a taxi, Barbara. There’ < no use in your hanging around in this weather.” “The idea,” exclaimed Bar baia. “I’ll wait of course. I only j wish 1 eoulu help.’’ it was midnight when he ' got back m the car and he was cold and wet. "You'd better stop and get ou a cup of hot cortee to warm you up,’’ Barbara auvistjd. Martin glanced at her. "fou need some hot coffee yourself, lour lips are blue. ’ Barbara did not want lo, but she thought she should otter ‘Come up when we get to the flat and i’il fix us each a cup,’ Mi sad. She was yawning when 1lu> climber ihi stairs. She hoped there was cream enough for two cups! if coffee. She was not expect.r.g tony hone until the next morning i she had lot ordered a fresh iiottie thai day. “Come .1 . Mar tin.” she said as she unlocked the “Thanks,” said Martin, an» tood aside for1 her to precede nlm. Barbara stopped short. "Tony,” | she cried in a weak voice. Tony glanced ironically from! her to her cimpanion. "In person, he said. "Howya, Martin .' ’ He alone appeared undisconeerted. "I didn’t expect you till tomor row,” stammered Barbara, and then choked, realizing she was making it worse. Tony gave her another sardonic grin. “Gloria had another date and Mums had a headache, so we left after the second act. ’ "Oh!” said Barbara lamely. "X went to the picture show and Hie street cars were slowed up by the j ice and—Martin offered Lo bring me home and we had a flat tire and he got wet and I asked him up for a cup off coffee.” Martin had trouble making his exit. Tony had to help him. ‘Well you'll have to drop in again some time, Martin,” he murmured. “Er, yes,” stammered Martin and finally edged himself out the Tony began to laugh and Barba ra stared at him with exaspera tion. “I’m glad it strikes you as funny,” she cried, “but it isn’t funny, really. There was nothing wrong with Martin bringing me home whatever you may think. Al ter all if you neglect your wife for other people, what can you ex pect?” there isn’t anything wrong he j tween you and Martin ragg, l!ar-i bara. You don’t have to tell me j that. But it does show what way i 'he wind is blowing, doesn't it'.’ It I hadn't barged into your life, you would have married Martin and j lived happily ever afterward. l> you weren't married to me, you still marry Martin sooner or lat "Don't be absurd!” “He’s thrifty and conservative, and all the things I’m not. 1 just wasn’t cut out for a family man, said Tony. "Can you imagine me wheeling the baby’s go-cart?’ Barbara flung- him an agonized glance. Did he suspect she was go ing to have a baby? “I get on yi in nerves. You din’t like any of the things I like," Tony went on. "My friends give you a sour taste. i can't go into ecstaeies over a> cu mulating money in the bank. I guess the only thing is to call it a day belore we hurt earn oilier wi rse than we have.” Barbara could not get her j breath. “Are you planning to walk out on me?" she asked, her voice trembling. “Well,” said Tony, “you pay the rent, as you've reminded me a time 01 two, so 1 suppose it's my move.' Tony had turned t .ward the door. lie glanced back < ver his shoulder. “I’ll drop ai .Hurl to morrow while you’re at the oil ice and collect my belongings,” he said, "if you don’t mind giving them houseroom meanwhile. Bo long, kid,” said Tony-soltij, "and all of the best.” Downstairs she beard the street door slam. After a long while Barbara crept into the other room and pulled off her clothes. Her hands were shaking. She felt a little daz ed. She finally managed to get to bed. What had happeneu? she asked herself. Where had they gone wrong? She tried to take stock, tried to be scrupulously lair If only J could have another chance! thought Barbara. And then she heard Tony's step m trie hall outside. Barbara’s heart al most stopped as he unlocked the door and walked slowly into the bedroom. He turned on the small table lamp. Their eyes met. Tony s face was haggard. There was an expression about his mouth she had never seen before. “Hello, Tony,” faltered Barba “Is it true, Barbara?’' he asked “Are you going to have a baby?” She could not get her breath. “Yes, Tony.” . He flinched. "Hank sa,d so. That’s where I’ve been, over at ! Hank s room. He told me he'd bet anything you were going to have a child.” “I thought that was one reason you left, Tony, because you didn't want a baby, because you'd hate being tied down with one.” “Well,” said Tony with a twis ! ted grin, “I’ve made an awful mess I of everything. You might as well I know the truth, Barbara. Law is n’t interested any more, if he ev er was. I quess Gloria was just stringing me along,” “Oh, Tony I** Tony’s lips quivered slightly. "You don’t like me the way you used to.” do! I do!” “Not that I blame you, ’ said Tony with a dark flush. “1 realize what a fool I must seem to you, Bat iiaru. Giving up a good job be cause 1 thought I’d set u\e world ufire as a playwright and then fiz zing cut like a wet firecracker." "Pinkney Law isn’t the oniy theatrical producer in New York," protested Barbara. “But 1 did try, Barbara That's why I r.( vet thought anything an .ui srending your money. 1 was so sure I could give you tne eaith vlien I finished the play.” Barbara was weeping again. "1 us a rotten sport, Tony, to mal e ,ou think I begrudged the money. 1 have been a rotten sport about everything, your friends and your mother and sisters; everything, i liave been jealous and possessive uid—and—” "You’ve been making the living when you ought have been staying it home taking care of yourself," -aid Tony in a savage voice. "If y ou decided never to speak to me igain, I ciuldn’t blame you. It a ou were married to Martin, you wouldn't have had to keep your lob so you could eat.” "But I wouldn’t be married to Martin Fagg for anything! ’ cried Barbara, clinging to Tony. "1 wouldn’t be married to anyone ex cept you, because 1 love you. 1 love you so!” "Enough to give me another •hance?” “If you’ll give me one.” Tony’s arms tigtftened about her I wanted to walk west tonight intil my hat floated. I think may >e I grew up a little. For your ake I hope so.” Barbara laid her wet cheek '.gainst his. “I’m satisfied the way ou are. I think I grew up a little oo, Tony. Anyway., Pm done with rying to make you over. How ould we have hurt each other soV he mourned. “I love you better han anything on earth, Tony and t seems to me now no sacrifice is oo great for me to make for your happiness. Yet I was cross and tasty, but I'm going to be differ ent too, Tony. I’ll be generous uid tolerant and—and big and—' Tony laughed. "Just iove me, kid. That’s enough.” Tony combed the town for a week without success. Both oi hem drew a sigh of relief when he finally made a connection. “It's not the swellest job on earth,” he confessed ruefully, “and we’llhave to live in the country, but we 11 1 v roof over our heads and II ee squares a day..” (TO BE CONTINUED) DISORGANIZED JAPS FLEEING TO HILLS MANILA, Wednesday, March It.—Forty-first division troops, seizing foui villages north of cap tured Zamboanga, pursued the disorganized Japanese into the Mindanao hills against increasing resistance Monday while on Luzon the Yanks conquered the southern end of the bitterly-contested Shimbu line. General Douglas MacArthur said in his communique today that Maj. Gen. Jens A. Does Duttle tested 41st after capturing ti.t villages of Canelar, Santa Maria, Siuonog and Pitogo, was in hot I ursuit ol the enemy. Tanks paced the drive. Antipolo, southern anchor < of the Shimbu line east of Manila, was captured after a fierce fight. To the south, 11th Airborne division troops reach ed Los Banos, site of the for mer internment camp, and Santo Tomas, on the main rail and highway route into south ern Luzon. The 158th Regimental Comhar team captured the town ot Bajan gas, capital of Batangas province in a swift eastward sweep from Balayan Bay. Batangas is on Ba EXPLODE FORMOSCA PLANT Heavy bombers caused heavy explosions at the Takao hydroelec tric plant on Formosa and started large fires in rail installations. Patrol bombers ranging the China Sea left a 3,000 ton freigh ter-transport blaze and medium bombers probably sank a tanker otf French Indo-China. Borneo only little more than 200 miles from the new invasion spot on southwestern Mindanao, took a 57-ton bombing which de .royed 11 oil storage tanks at the Miri petroleum refinery. Near by airdromes also were attacked. Infantrymen of the 51st division, led by tanks, seised four villages on the highway north of Zamboanga and then pushel ahead to mop cp hill positions from which the en emy sent mortar and machine gun fire into Yank lines. (Tokyo radio, admitting Japa nese reverses on Mindanao and Luzon islands, complained that American troops on Luzon ad vanced with such "rapidity and surprise" they deprived the Japa nese of opportunities to organize their defense.) REBUILD AIRFIELD American engineers rushed con struction of San Roque airfield, a bomber strip taken by the 41st di vision a few hours after the in vasion landing outside Zamboanga Saturday. The airfield near the town of San Roque, will giva AI> lied bombere a bu« «nty 811 LETTERS FROM SOLDIERS February, 1945 Somewhere in the Philippines Dear Fred: I haven’t had time to write for the last month so 1 thought 1 would write you and tell you how proud I was when I got the Eagle to see my kid brother in a foot ball uniform. The uniform 1 wear isn't bad but I would trade it for a football uniform any day. Things out here in the Philip pines are very different from the vay 1 read about them in the school books. I have moved around quite a lot since being out here in the South West Pacific. I have been to Hollandia, Dutch New Guinea, and also to Oro Bay and Milne Bay, New Guinea. It sure will be the day when 1 get back home. There isn’t much more 1 can say for now so 1 will close and get out my old editions of the Eagle and read them over for 1 feel sort of homesick. Hope to hear from you soon through 'he Eagle. Sincerely, Warren “Hoover” Quinn FOOTBALL LETTERS AWARDEN WEDNESDAY IN CHAPEL Following is a list of the Cher ryville Iron Men Football Squad of 1944-45 who were awarded let ters last Wednesday in chapel. •Seniors or already in service will be marked with an “X” in front of their name. X Hugh Dellinger X Tom Summer X Tommy Quinn Carol Wright X Howard Hinkle William Elliott X Woodie London X Voyde White X Yates McGinnis X John Crowder X Ted Leonhardt X Caon Moss Ned Beam Hub Black R. B. Robb* Edward Elliott Harold Blackwood X Hi jie Dellinger miles from oil producing Borneo, now in Japanese hands. WHEN the stress of modem living gets “on your nerves” a good sedative can do a lot to lessen nervous tension, to make you more comfortable, to permit restful sleep. Next time a day’s work and worry or a night’s wakefulnesss, makes you Irritable, Restless or Jumpy—gives you Nervous Head* ache or Nervous Indigestion, try Dr. Miles Nervine .(Liquid or Effervescent Tablets) •Hr. Miles Nervine is a time tested sedative that has been bringing relief from Functional Nervous Disturbances for sixty years yet is as up-to-date as this morning’s newspaper. Liquid 25# and $1.00, Effervescent tablets 850 and 75#. Read directions and use only as directed. * Our Boy* Home On Furlough And Leave* The past week has been a veri table Heaven for the young worn on of Cherryviije,” said one young lady today. She was referring to the faet that Uncle Sam had al lowed r,n many service men to have fin loughs and leaves at this particular time. There has not been a week since the war began when so many service men have been scon on our streets, and ’.t is (-ratifying that so many of them p.'-e ir the best of health ar.J se. in to be as happy as is possible un der the trying circumstances that surround them and their duties. Clt-Tjvilie proudly welcomes her son- i f the : i* - ice. Kotlov a • i* i list of those intei viewed by a rep resentative of tl> Eagle: ru:l Me diums, • a ; lai in Boston, Mass. Home f( r 10 ..ays. Oversea.- 11 * moi i lis. ii.oi> y H. Giotge, stationed in San Francisco. Calif. Overseas . I un ntlis. Home lor .'SO day.,. Sgt. ’ av * -.eavner, st> '••tied at Walla Walla, Washington. 20 months in service. Home for 15 days, Cpl Phillip Tedder, stationed at Miami, Fla. Home for 21 ldays. Overseas 28 months—2 major en gagements, China, Burma, anil India. Cpl. J. W. F'isher, stationed Springfield, Mo. Home for 21 days In service 22 months. Overseas 1 yeah, service in Pacific, Leyte Is land in Philippines. Imst an eye in New Guinea. Has purple heart. Pvt. Max Beam, Camp Wheeler, Ga. Home for 10 days. In service since Nov. 1st. Pvt. Paul Devine, stationed in Georgia. In service 2 years. Mad overseas service record. Luke Hoyle, C.M. 2-C, Gamp Park, Calif. Home for 20 days. Married to Miss Ruth Morrison, March 3rd. Overseas 2 years. J. C. Ilord, Daytona Beach, Fla. Goes back today alter being home for 20 days. In service 2 years. Pfc. Jack Kale, stationed in La. Home for 15 days. In service 2 years. Overseas 2 years. One ma jor engagement. Also seen on the streets was Pvt. Buddy Beam. Pvt. Johnny Anthony, stationed at Camp Butler, V C. 21 days at home. Overseas 27 months, with one major engagement. Cpl. Lester Beam, stationed at Boca Raton, F'la. Home for 1-1 days. Overseas 20 months. HUNDREDS GAZE AT WAR EXHIBIT Hundreds (and that is a eon - creative estimate) have stopped io jraze in the windows of the Eagle office at the exinl.it of war ouvemrs during the part wr.ek. Since the exhiliit was pla n! in ;he windows last Friday night, Ur,ere has been almost a steady stream of visitors, especially, dur ing tlie afternoonos, looking at the various articles which have been placed there. These arti cles tie fiom various paits of tl.e world, mostly from Germany and 'Uiicunding tcrntory. til y have been sent hack heer to the rela tives of our fighting men. The Eagle is proud to have the oppor tunity of exhibiting to the com munity these, souvenirs from ler ■ign lands. No more can he placed with this paiticutar exhibit, but the Eagle ..aiis to change exhibits iron- time to time. If you have -souvenirs hat. have been sent from Ihe pghting fronts and would like to have them exhibited, label ttie ar ticles and bring them to the Kagle office and we will be glad to place them in future exhibits. OBITUARY Martha Jane Harrelson Fisher was born February 15, 1853 and departed this life March 7, 1!»45 being therefore at the age of hil years and 20 days. The funeral was conducted Thursday after noon, from Bethlehem Methodist church by Rev N. S. Gogburn uiul Rev. A. id. McClure of Lmcolnion She was the daughter of VV. t>; and Sarah Craft Harrelson, ami io survived by one sister. Halites I Beatrice Harrelson of Lincoln ton; and two borthers, Miles Pinkney Harrelson of Cleveland t ov.nty and Z. V. Harrelson of Chet cy' die She was married to John A. Fisher January 20, 1880 and to this union were horn four sons and two daughters, one son having died in chaldhood, the following are living: C. A. Eisher of Chorry ville, Thomas F,. of Hickory, C- L. of Vale and Emma and Hattie ot the home. There are also 17 chil dren and 10 great-grandchildren. Besides the bereaved family and a large number of relatives she ’ .eaves a ,.o.-L ot friends u. mouin :hen loss. Grandma Ft.her lived a m-'st useful and dev. ut Christian life, alv ays c-hee ui and optimist!- , .-lie was a loving and devoted Christian life, always eneerful and optimistic. She was i lovirg and devoted wife, mo‘her, grandmoth er, great grandmother, a good neighbor, one who visitled the sick in her community and was always willing and ready to he - i service wherever there was need. At an early age she protessed faith in Christ and united with the „ church at St. Paul’s. After fhe m married she moved her member- <4 ship to Bethlehem Church '.'here she remained a loyal, faithlui tol lower of our Lord to the end. AT FIRST * ^ SION OF A M C$66?
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