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ZN K WOULD 6ET LOOSE A? , 'JrZn, , ' HO KB' i 60 Oil" umiOR. TitEi TAKE CO -(lOt TOJO .S l-T"- m -l-' i? -ZM iTlf5iu. get VOU & wpujITeda m FMOiotr AuatafniEoooA n tJm me boat, aho iepy mtehestihs.) over tortus WLSOSHN I m WE TTlOOSE.SROAIcY S 04 il4AFERBOAJ A M t kWlYmh ITtFPl! , tnustKim, r-omCEorm kuLa .; Sp: i- -.t-. , , M VfAVVflfcVft ' 1 . ' CARTERET COUNTY NEWS-TIKES, MOREHEAD CTTY AND BEAUFORT, DEPENDS ON THE MSWS BACBELC3 Oct. 1 Mr. and Mrs. Ira Ball, of Miami, Florida, who 'have been visiting Fred and Emmett Ball, re turned home last Thursday. Monsel Elliott and sister, Miss Estelle Elliott, of High Point, spent the weekend in the commu nity. Mr. and Mrs. C. H. Smith at tended the Carolina-Texas football game at Chapel Hill Saturday and spent the weekend with their son and daughter-in-law at Greensboro, N. C. Mr. and Mrs. Wayne West and children have moved to their new home in Newport, N. C. aiier spending' the past two years .on Dr. Harry Civil's farm at Adam's Creek. Mr. and Mrs. J. L. Smith, Jr. were in Morehead City Tuesday evening to see Mrs. E. C. McLaw horn and young son in the More head City hospital. Mr. and Mrs. Jack Thomas and son, Ricky spent Saturday in New Bern. Mrs. H. N. Harris has returned home from New Bern, having been with her mother, Mrs. H. D. Gas kins who has been ill and is im proving. Mr. and Mrs. F. R. Taylor and Mr. and Mrs. C. H. Smith were in Kinston Thursday. Mr. and Mrs. J. L. Smith, Sr. visited friends in Newport, N. C. Sunday afternoon. Mr. Jimmy Smilh and son, J. I.. Smith were in Beaufort Monday. Mrs. Blythe Noe and children and Ki'jert Smilh, of Beaufort, vi sited Mrs. John Smith Sunday. J. L. Smith, Jr. and Fred Smith were in Greenville Thursday. Harry Ball is a patient in the Morehead City hospital. OTWAY Mr. and Mrs. James Williams of Npw fprn railed to see Mr. and Mrs. O. W. Lewis Thursday a while. Miss Helen Gillikin, who is em ployed at Portsmouth, a., is spend ing a week with her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Adrrn Gillikin. Mr. S. W. Lawrence and Mr. T P. Lawrence went to Beaufort Friday on business. Mrs. Mercury Johnson and chil dren of Harkers Island are visit ing her mnther this week, Mrs. Myrtle Gillikin. Miss Lucille Gillikin who is pm "'overt at Portsmouth. 's spend iting her folks this week. Mr and Mrs. Uzzcll Lewis vis ited Rev. and Mrs. Lollis Friday niPht. Mr. Flovd Lawrence visited Mr. and Mrs. B. B. Lawrence and fam ily Sunday. . r. ' ' Mr pnd Mrs. Benjamin Hardi son of Grantsboro were the guests of Mr. and Mrs. Brinson Lewis this week. Mrs. Kirov BanHv visited her sister Friday evening, Mrs. Tilton Lawrence. The PTA held its first metim Friday at the schoolhouse at 2 o' clock. The meeting was called to order bv Mrs. Vannie Willis. Mrs. Lionel Gillikin is secretary and Miss Gibbs treasurer. Other mem bers include Mrs. Nell Lewis. Mrs. Alvie Gillikin, M-s !,ola Oil likin. Mrs. Myrtle Gillikin, Mrs. Lina Gillikin, Mrs. Donald Brooks, Mrs. Beulah Dowty, Mrs. Guyon Lewis, Mrs. Brady Gillikin and Mrs. Hardy Lawrence. Monev was raised for the purpose of pet ting gifts for a Hallowe'en party. Kldcr Rhue. of Winston-Salem will hold services at the school house Saturday evening at 3 0 - clock. The Ladies Aid held its meeting at the church Friday night. N. G, HIGH POCKETS Chapter IS PHIL MARTIN and John Sned iker marched along in silence. They had almost reached the corral gate when Phil turned to the cattleman. "You got a lotta rldin ahead o you b'fore you get back t' your place," he said. "How 'bout havm' some hot coffee with me bfore you get goin'7" "Awright Fact o' the matter is, Martin, I ain't had a thing yet t'day." "Come on then,," Phil said. He nodded toward the bunkhouse. "Over there." They entered the bunkhouse to find that a fresh pot of coffee had just been put on the fire. Phil watched the coffee pot for a moment. "One o' you fellers see that Mister Snediker gets 'imself some coffee," he said. "I ll come oacK f'r mine later on." He nodded to Snediker, strode out of the bunkhouse, went back to the corral and saddled his horse. Minutes later he rode out of the enclosure and clattered awav in a westerly direction. "A couple of punchers loped up, nodded to him, swung off toward the bunkhouse. Phil nudged his horse with his knees and the ani mal quickened his pace. Present ly they were going downhill and the ranch buildings fell away be hind them. Phil spurred his horse, sent him racing ahead. But after a mile or so, Phil suddenly pulled up, twisted around in the saddle and looked back. When he was evidently satisfied that he was unobserved, he swerved his horse in a southerly direction, sent him pounding away. It was probably an hour later when Phil checked his mount, slowed him to a can ter. Directly ahead of them was a hill . . . they went up its grassy slope at an easy gait, topped the crest and rode part way down the other side. Phil reined in, dis mounted, jerked his rifle out of the saddle boot. He trudged up the hill to its very top, took off his hat and dropped it in the grass, then he sprawled out on his stomach with his rifle at his elbow. From where he lav he Chapter 14 GAY came into his thoughts and he forgot about everything else. Gay with her warm eager lips, her white throat. His horse slowed to a jog presently, finally stopped altogether. Phil suddenly looked up. There was the shack, almost directly ahead of them. A horse was idling in front of the shack, too, and Phil eyed it with surprise. He nudged his mount and they clattered up to the shack. The door opened as ihey pulled up. Framed in the door way was Gay Hollis. He climbed down from his horse and sauntered up to the door. "Still so set on leavin the Circle-A?" he asked with a smile. "More so than ever." He laughed, hitched up his pants. "Let's go inside," he said. "Got .AMnU;" l tr n unit nliniil1 ouiiiculiu w tutu lu vu uu"u. Gay looked at him, question ingly, turned without further de lay; Phil followed her inside, 1 A 4 U . A WaUImJ kim Liuani hue uuui ucuiiiu nun. leaned back against it Gay stood by the table. "When would you like t' go?" "I'd go this very minute," she answered, then she added, with a wan smile, "if I could." "How 'bout t'night? That be too late?'' "Phil," she said breathlessly. "You ... you didn't " He laughed, softly this time. He had evidently hoped lor this mo ment, and now that it had ma terialized, he was enjoying it to the fullest. "And how I did!" he said. He dug into his pocket yanked out the roll of bills. "What's that look like, huh?" She threw her arms around him. held him tightly. "Phil!" he heard her say. "Phil, you great big darling!" "There's more'n enough in that commanded a view of miles and miles of the Open range. In the distance, westward again, lay the' Circle-A. He scanned the coun tryside carefully, studied every movement and billow of dust His lips tightened suddenly. In the distance he spied a lone horse man. ' ' "Reckon that's him," he said half aloud, He reached for the rifle, rea lized it would take Snediker half an hour to come within rifle range and he checked himself. The min utes passed slowly. Snediker was less than half a. mile away now. Phil steadied himself ... it would never do to fire too soon. He forced himself to wait, then as he watched with sweat-filled eyes and pounding heart, Snediker came riding up to the foot of the hill. Phil's hands tightened around the rifle, and ho raised it halfway to his shoulder, checked himself as bclore. The cattleman's horse s'-irtcd up the slope. Sned iker w.-'s bartiv twenty feet from the ton of th. hill. The rifle 'cned to ierV. upw..'d. it roared si'Gu "iy, dafeningly, r.nd the rvaoelul, sunny silen.e of the range suddenly was shattered. He culDcd. peered down at Sned iker. The cattleman lay sprawled out on his face, one arm outnung. the other arm bent under his body. His hat lay just beyond him. His horse had stopped . he turned his head and he looked at his master with an -expression of surprise in his brown eyes. He moved, nudged Snediker but there was no response. PHIL stepped closer to him, bent over him, then touching him gingerly, turned him over on his back- John bnediker was dead, There was a black-rimmcd bullet hole squarely between his sight less eyes. Fresh sweat broke out on Phil's face and hands. He put down the rifle, moved it away from Snedikcr's outflung hand, knelt down in the grass, and put his own hand into the cattleman's pants pocket. When Phil arose a moment later, Snediker's roll of bills was clutched in his damp hand. Quickly he shoved the wad into his own pocket. He bent over Snediker again, braced himsolf, then with a miehtv effort, hauled roll," he said, and she laughed 1 happily. Oughta be seventy-tive I hundred bucks there, mebbe even eight thousand." He came up behind her, wrapped his great arms around her, buried his lace in her hair. 'Happy? he asked. 'Oh. ves!" she .eplied. She turned around in his arms. "Phil, let's go to California." "Awright," lie said. "Anywhere you like." "Ain t you even courious 1 know where I got all that dough," he said, "after telling you last night that I didn't have any? ' "I know you had it. You were just testing me. That's all." "Uh, ne saia. "I'd better start back," she said. Cathy will be wondering if I don't get back shortly. She turned toward the door. "Bye, darling. , -rv, ;.!.') "Wait a minute, ne said, ana she stopped, looked at him over her shoulder. "Yes. Phil?" He strode across the shack floor to the door, stood with his shoul ders against it. "I think vou ouuhta know where I got that dough," he said quietly. "O-h, Phil, must we go into that now? Can't we talk about it some other time? It's getting late, you know, and I don't want Cathy to get suspicious and spoil things for us." "Gay, I killed a man this morrt in'. That dough I got in my pocket is his. Leastways, it was his." SHE stared at him with widen ing eyes, then the color drained out of her face when the full impact of what he had just said struck her. "You fool!" she screamed. "You fool! You great big clumsy fool! I wouldn't have any part of you if you had a million dollars, all your own, too! Go back to your precious Nettie! I don't want vou!" His arm flashed up, and he TUESDAY, OCTOBER 5, IMS By Herbert Shappiro the dead man to his feet, va swung him up on his broad snuul" der. When the riderless horse , Anally came alongside, " P hi J grabbed the bridle and stopped the horse. With an effort that left him breathless, he swung sne iker ohto the back of his own mount The dead man promptly fell forward in the saddle. Curiously enough, now that the deed was done, Phil suddenly dis covered that he was. completefy calm. There was no explaining ft, no understanding it Oddly, too, he had no feel of regret or re morse. Actually he gave no thought to what he had done . he had needed money. Snediker had had it. It was the simplest kind of, a problem; the answer 1 was equally simple. There was nothing personal about the kill ing, despite the fact that it was the first time that Phil had ever shot a man. Snediker had sim ply represented the means to tTie end . . . money. That there might be consequences to the man's murder, we-11, Phil's thoughts did not run along those lines. He thought of one thing only, and that was of Gay Hollis. There wasn't room for anything else in his mind. ' When they reached the level of the far-spreading rangeland, Phil guided both horses south ward. They covered a mile, two miles, then they came to a gully. Phil dismounted, untied Snedi ker's body, and let it crash , to the ground. He dragged Snediker to the spot, rolled him over with his foot, then he bent down and pushed the lifeless body doWn into a crevice. There were some rocks and stones lying about and Phil covered the body with tham. When he straightened up minuies later, he nodded approvingly . John Snediker was gone. Thre wasn't a trace of him. Of course there was Snediker's horse to be disposed of and Phil eyed the animal for a moment. Phil pickbd up a rock and hurled it at the animal . . . the horse swervediat the right moment and the rock landed far beyond him. Pyfiil promptly forgot about him; ho mounted his horse and rode away in the direction of fie Circie-A ( slapped hor across the mouth i '. . . . . ..11 she staggered away irom mm. fell against the tabic . . . she cams erect almost immediately. "Open the door please," he 1 said. n; V ' He turned slowly, gripped tjie door knob ... he was motionless for a moment then he twisted Jhe knob and the door opened. Gay stormed past him, out of 'jhe shack. He watched her mount Her horse, saw her whirl the animal around and send him racing away. Phil sagged brokenly A . he turned and disappeared into the shack. The door closed ofljts own accord. Gay was probably a hundred yards from the shack when a pistol shot shattered the morning air. She jerked Tier mount to a stop, twisted arotind in the saddle and looked bttck. . She pulled her horse around 'and dashed back to the shack, ran, to the door and flung it open. , "Phil!" she sobbed as she burst in. She stopped in her tracks and stared hard with fear-widaned eyes. "Phil!" , There was no response icfm Phil Martin. He lay on the snack floor, 9 big, awkwardly sprawled out hulk of a man, his left aVm doubled up under him, his rticht arm outflung. Clutched in Iris right hand was his Colt. Gay pressed her clenched flst to tier mouth to stifle the scream that arose in her throat. "Phil!" she whispered. "Phil!" She tiptoed around the table, peered down at him. She frowned . . . she was evidently debating something. Then she moved. Jto ward him again, swiftly and pur' posefully. She. bent over him a second time, put her hand Ihto his pants pocket. She straightened up shortly, thrust the rolU) of bills into her sweater, , then l(she wheeled and went out. Sherrefc traced her steps, pulled the door shut, ran to her horse, mounted him, sent him racing away. 16 (To be continued) " The $50 Question
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