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One wftoYortiot B9 RTJfBY^TT. >YRE3 f \ 2 ’> W :’A 6*n>kc The monotonous whir-whir of the sewing machine that had been the only sound in the little room stopped suddenly, and Nan Marraby leaned her elbows on the table before her and ran her fingers through her rough hair with a weary gesture. “Fed up, fed up, fed up.” she said fiercely. Then all at once she j laughed, looking across at the girl who sat in a low chair by the j fire, with a newspaper spread on her knees. Nan ‘watched her for a moment in silence, a little frown bend- I ing her level brows; then she said gently: “Leave that old casualty list .alone,, dear. What is the good of worrying yourself, when vou know quit'' w !i that Tini is all right. l:’« n.- use crossing an inriglmm' h» ii!::o beff r ■ you come to it.” She jut ’>»<; back her chair, and. rising ' tut over to her friend and, ♦oi|nog. dr w the newspaper gent ’>• r.vav f < m ■ tr “I don’t believe in me* >i g t-oub'. more then half-way,” ; h ■ nil k ly. “Heavens! what a .cg'-t I look!” She had caught a g)i> * * of h r. reflection in « yin s ov* mantel shelf, and she laughed. eyeing hm rouffh hair ruefully. “Why in the vor’d iii.!'.', a ■ inrj j Providence promt me wi'ii •• *k head like yours?" she dan:.,'del. .“he' glrnced down nt the s:n<* !* fa * i hair of the girl b‘aid* !’** • w’t.h en vy. “I don’t believe you’re paying; the least attention,” abe complained aggrievedly. Jocn Embroil raised h r even. It j was perfectly evident that a’ e had j not been ltsteni :g. “There arc only th-ee crvaudl i*s in the—the Middlesex today.” so.- j said, “two wounded and on? missing! Oh. Nan—” “I absolutely decline to disci: s t!'<* war,” Nan broke in, curtly, though her eyes were very tender. "For! heaven’s sake let’s protend to be j cheerful, even if w^’ie not! Stand i UP, and let me try on your blouse- , it’s almost finished." She took Joan’s hand, dragging her to her feet. “I should never smile at. all if it! wasn’t for you,” Joan said. And then she added: “From all accounts Peter must be a wonderful man!” Nan laughed. “He isn’t—not a little bit! I don’t suppose you’d even call him gold Prnv dcncc indeed that had sent Nan across her pathway jn-'t when Tim Kndieott was called So face war with ail its attendants horrors. And it had b rn to Nan that trou ble had come first. Peter I.y:;t«r had been wounded seriously. Afterward better news followed, and Nan drew n b -eath of relief and the strain' ll look left her eve s a little. Sill now when slm . knew • that' he was out of danger and coming home. "If it tyid ben the I should have gone to France if i had had to walk every step of the way and swim the Channel,'' Jn«i* raid after a moment, I her thoughts still with that fateful j night when the yellow envelope had 1 been put into Nan’s hands. Nan made a grimace. “Ah. hut then you're Tim’s wife," she said ruefully. “And the war tfice don't recognize a sweetheart in the same way. I suppose it’s all right, hut ■ . ." She shrugged her shoulders. “Anyway, I shall see him soon,” she added cheerfully. She and Nan were a great con trast, for Nan was till and straight as a willow, with blue eyes that looked fearlessly at the world from beneath level brows, and a firm j mouth with a whimsical line at one corner that gave it an odd, crooked sort of appearance, and a mass of thick brown hair that curled like a boy’s about her face, and was caught up in a krot of artistic dishevelment a* the back of her head. The cotton overall she now wore v/as a? blue as her eyes and the rather severely cut blouse was turn* ml clown at the neck, showing a white firm throat, and the glimpse of a thin gold chain on which, as Joan knew hung Peter Lybier's big vgnet ring. Nap wondered why she kept think* -n, * t Vkt («tL tell me." looking. He's big—-if you like a biff man! I remember the first things that struck me about him wer» his eyes and the size of bis boots.” She laughed again, u tender little laugh of remin’niscqnce, as she thought of the day when she had first met Pet er Lystei;; of the queer feeling that had seemed to shoot through every vein of her body; of the way that— for no earthly reason at all— she had felt the color rising in her face as she met the whimsical smile in his gray eyes. She had known then, in a su Men flash of illumination, that this Was the man for her, and he had tn'd hvr afterwards that someth'ng the same thought had crossed his own mii d: ‘This is the woman for nw—this js the woman I have neeu waitirg for all my life.” It was not often Nan allowed her thoughts to stray like this; she rerl lzeu how necessary it w.vi to keep n firm hand on herself luring these days, for her own sake and also ft r the girl with whom she was sharing homes—the noor little wife of two happy years, who was wearing her aclf to a shadow' for thr sake of a man with a jolly laugn and a mart like a lion, who was facing death hundreds of times a t'ny out in France. But for Nan, Joan Endicott would have broken down jmder the strain pf jt months ago. It hod been a kind ing of Peter as he hud been when j they parted, seeing that for the last six weeks she knew he had been in a has-* hospital. She had tried so hard not to be im patient—not to let the dread and longing overwhelm he*’, b it this eve* ■nog the shadow she had ken: at buy so determinedly was very persistent It seemed to be hovering nil about bet, waiting for an ungarded mo. nunt in wMcb to bnvelAo her with is stifling embrace. “Let's go out. I believe I’m tired of the house—let's go to a picture palace and laugh . . .” She broke off suddenly. There was a knock at the outer door of the little unpreten tious flat which the two girls shared together. Nan dared not lock at Joan. She dared not raise her eyes from the glowing heart of the fire. It seemed an eternity till the little. maid servant went down the narrow j passage from tjie kitchen to the front door—a lifetime until they heard the j door open, years of torture till she' came back again. Nan was on her tent then —she j . had-crossed the room and flung the door wide—she felt as if she were suffocating. “Yes. who is it?” "If you please, miss—a gentleman ... his card, if you please, puss.” Nan grabbed the card. “John Arnott, Lieutenant,—the i Middlesex.” She read the name aloud—the blood hammered at her temples. ‘■'It’s John A i aott—the man who wrote to h? when Peter was wound ed—” she aid breathlessly. •She passed the nil! ar.d went, out into the narrow hail. A man stood in the ojK-n doorway—:i man in khaki: he turned rather stiffly as he heard her step: he saluted gravely. Miss Marraby?" '«'s. ixan felt as if a!i he: breath hail gone out In that little monosyllabic answer; something was the matter—he had come to tell her . . . to tell her . . . she swayed for ward with m' meritary loss of self control, gripping his arm, “What is it? . . . it’s Peter—tell me , . . tell me." The man answered hastily. “No, no—I’m sorry if I startled vou; it’s nothing—nothing like that. Please don’t he afraid. I promise you that Peter is nil right—he is quite well." Nan forced a shaky laugh. “I’m sorry—I’m not often such a fool. Won’t you come in?” “Joan, this is Lieutenant Arnott Mrs. Endioott." She pulled forward a chair. “Won’t you sit down?’ Hut John Arnott shook his head; he was a .square-built rather clumsy looking young man with a freckled face and reddish hair cropped close to his head. He seemed ill at east*. Nan watched him closely. Deep down in her heart was the ■ conviction that this man’s visit was in soma way connected with Peter. After a moment she said: “Oh, please sit down.’’ Arnott started. “Oh-er„ thanks.’’ He went on: “I-er—I’m a friend of Lystefs’. we Went out to France to gether last October.” He paused and cleared his throat violently. “I—rr —of course, you know he’s hcen wounded.” “Yes.” Nan’s fingers were clinch ed the nails cutting deep into her soft palms. “But he’s out of danger now,” she went on. "They told me that he was quite out of danger.” (To He Continued) Boy and Blind Dad Make Good in Life Charlotte.—For more than a year now, George and his blind dad, partners in “The Shack,” have be came an insVitut on in the neighbor hood of the new municipal building, but next week the basket shop and confectionery oh wheel? is to be mov ed two blocks east of its present lo cation to the old East avenue church yard at East Trade and McDowell street. ■ Every afternoon Georgs that’s his dads 14 year-old .sou, takes his wares of candy, : odapop, ai d sandwiches and makes his rounds among the cm ploy,-s. of the various offices in the. city I,a’ 1—that’s orie way GsOTgs has of helping dad. Over (he Counter And dad, that’s A. W. Bank a y r ves hin customer oyer the counter at the aback, many of whom come to. buy and linger to learn the philpjo nhy this exceptional character who though blind for eight years and for ced to commence life over again has never known the meaning of the word “discouraged,” Banks ,who was a master mechan ic, having worked, at the trade since he was 1“ years old until eight years ago became blind as the result of the minute particles that found their way r.ito his eyes. At first only one of his eyes wa;; effected but later he be came totally blind. Basket Maker. He is an expert basket maker and with this trade which he learned af ter he became blind and with the small confectionery business which lie has operated at this location for the past year, Mr. Banks has sup ported his family. Because the section in which ‘ The shack” is located is becoming too congested with other commercial ac tivities, Dad and George have decided to move down the strete two blocks \thero their shop will be more acces sible to residential trade. . - - £ Statistics Worth Remembering Mecklenburg Tinier. Knowing that hundreds of school boys and grls read The Mecklen burg Times, and the tcachc's, too, we arc giving the following facts and suggest tli.it they be p isted m the history book? or in the school rooms. Know n-' the ;e facts should make any one proud of our country: The United States is the richest country in the world. The bunk deposits in the United! States exceed Iv million's the com bined bank deposit-; of the whole' world outside of this country. We have more actual cash than any other nation. Our national wealth at the time of the Civil War was about 000: at the presen. it is $225,000, 000,000. In a single year we produce by I manufacture and ngrictdtu-e more than the entire nato-nr! wealth of France. England’s wealth i- poly S:'0.p00, 000,000, as against our $225,000,- i 000,000. Of all the wheat in the world we produce 22 per cent. Of all the oats n thn war’d,' 25 per cent. Of a'l the cotton, GO per cent. Of all the corn. So p< r ce Of ail the horses, 25 per cent. Of a l the cattle 27 per cent Of all the hogs. 40 per cent. Of all the world’s dairy products 25 per cent. tiro >.||f of the world's pig Iron : made from ore mined in the Unite. States of America. America produces 50 per cent, o! the world's copper. And 00 per cent, of the world’. py rolenin. Bf.-ide.’. this, v.c produce 25 pm cent, of the total production of woo! ens of the earth. Twenty-five p r cent, of this line.; Twenty-five per cut. of the cot ton cloth. I'orty-five per cent, of the paper. Twenty-five per cent, of the glass. Thirty-six per cent, of the shoes. And fifty per cent, of the steel products. And we ilo tills, having but five per cent, or one-twentieth, of the world's population. \V here Money Fails. (Fro-.n the North Carolina Cbris ian Advocate.) It is good to have money. Even the man who values it least will agree to that. And it is pood to have many of the things that money can buy. Rut did you ever take an inven tory of the things that money can not buy? The list is a very lorn? one and they are the treasures of life that enrich the treasure-house of the soul. Money cannot buy love. More than one milliorviire can bear wit ness to this mournful fac. Money cannot buy peace. The spirit of the rich which is like the troubled sea that cannot rest will testify that such is true. In fact, most of the fur nishings of the spirit, those riches that abide, are far beyond the pur chasing power of money. A man ;s not necessarily poor who can in say, “Silver and gold have I none.” Peter and John at the temple gate were not poor. For they had gifts to offer that could send the crippled beggar on his way “leaping and prai s ng God.” Gold can turn to dust, sil ver becomes ashes, and the spirit of man. starved and distressed, die amid the inexitable desolation of material ism. “Wherefore do you spend money for that which is not bread, and your labor for that which is satisfioth not? Harken diligently unto me, and eat that which is good, and let yoUi soul delight itself in fatness.” Randolph farmers did not have a good local market for their turkeys, so County Agent E. S. Millsaps sold 10,0000 pounds to a New York firm This, with a previous carlot ship ment made before Thanksgiving, re lievtd the existing surplus. ! J. O. U. A. M. Meets Every Tuosdav Nitrht WEBBS BALL Visiting Brethren Welcome. TRUSffcE’S SALE j By virtue of l,he power of salee re tained in a certain deed of trust ex it cuted by Amanda Costn r and ha. - band, Frank Costner, to the under signed trustee for (i. H. Stanley on July a 1st, 1921, which deed of trtist is j registered in the office of the rogis , ter of deed’s of Cleveland county, X. 0., in Book 121, page 271, as security jfor 8200.00 due November 15th, 1925, and the same not having been paid when due, and the undersigned havirg been called upon to execute the trust therein specified, the undersigned will offer for sale at public auction, to the highest bidder for cash at 12 m., Monday, February 15th, 192fi, the following described property: Lying in No. 10. township, Cleve and county. North Carolina, on the waters of Buffalo evaek, adjoining nr.ds of Marvin Lutz, C. L. London ar.d J. L. Sain and Buffalo mill tract. Beginning at a poplar by the side of the old Shelby road, and runs S. 75 W. 9 poles to a stone in the old ine; thence with it S. 23 1-4 E. 49 poles to a store, the old corner: there: with the old line N. 04 1-4 E. to a stake on the west bank of the creek: (fence up the creek as it meanders to he mouth of the mill race; thence S. 2 1-2 W. 9 poles to a pine now down) en South bank of the creek; thence N 87 3-4 W. 13 2-5 roles to the begin ning, containing 0 Xcrcs. mere or le's. This January 15th. 1920. BYNUM E. WEATHERS, Trustee. TRUSTEE’S RE-SALE By virtue n£ the power of sale con tinued in a Deed of Trust, executed to me on December 11th, 1920, by George It. Champion seeuirng the bal nrco of the purchase price of real cs t* to to Sallie .1. Mauney, guardian of Elizabeth O. Moss, and default hav ing been made in the payment of said indebtedness end being called upon to execute the trust, I. as trustee, wilt sell for cash at public auction to the highest bidder, at the court house door in the town of Shelby, N. C'„ < n ! Saturday, February 6th, 1926, within leg'll hours the following de scribed real estate, situated in No. 5 Tov-nship. Cleveland county, N. C., and bounded as follows: Beginning on a large hickory, the old corner and runs thence with the j old line North 52 1-2 West 75 pol s ’ to a stone in said line, thence a new j lino North 56 ] ? East 87 poles to a ‘ Ft ••'•no in Dr. Goode's line: thence with! ir.s line South 36 E: st 49 poles to a ‘•tone hi,-, c,,— er in the old line, thence with th ■ old line S. 38 W. 69 1-5 poles to the beginning, containing 30 1-8 acres more or less, the sn tk» being the southern portion of the M. Moss truer of land, being ore-half of said laml and being all of the J. F. and George j M. Moss’ entire interest in said tract! of land and being that mire tract! which was convened to W. II Moss by! •Too. 8. Mo;: and George M Mos$ cpli wife by d‘«ed dated Februarv 6*h !!Kit j rod recorded in the office <,f the reg ’stcr of -d-'eds for Cleveland epuntv, N. C. i . hook of deeds, “XN” *''ige 260, Bid.’iry will b igio nf 8787.53. ’ This b.Minrv I’Otb. ifrjr, •TOUN \\ MULL, Trustee. Rjl nil V In e. \<| . o i What Ameria Has j Learned from Greeks j We havo with us learned gentlc !nton sent to -ott 1 r- the Creek war i lieh’ to the United S .atey. Mop. r . i Bulamtpo, t’punas at: 1 Diath&hto* i poulos. ; h >me red blooded Americans may ■ sugg-st that those arc “piiider names. Let the:.: learn from R. W. • Livingston, Oxford, that Greek i names are nobler than our own, with ' real meaning. "Aristocrates means noble power, A spasia means web j come. Cleomcnes me.™ famous | might.” That is better than brine; railed | “Butts” or “Ramsbottom” or “Muo” I or “Peabody,’ says the learned Liv. j ir.gstonc. Never judge others by their names hastily. As for the money 'hat Greece owes the country we might - will say ■ to the Greeks, ‘‘Keep it, in return' 1 for what your ancestors have taught | us about government, philisop'.y, ab 1 stract ideas and words to describe , them.” j “Politics, tyranny, democracy, an arch sm, philosophy, physiology, ! Oology, iiistory”— ail those are j Greek words. What would r.ur ota-. tors, “statesmen” and scientists do without them ? Wlvn Maimonidcs ,great Hebrew scholar, sought to translate Aristo tle and other Greek philisosphers nto Hebrew, no words existed in t'.a, language t‘> express abstract ideas, and he hod to manufacture them, giving a Hebrew form to Greek words. For that the great synagogue in Spain excommunicated him, but his reputation has sur vived. i Feminism won't worry vs a great deal until somebody begins to hdd beauty contests for nude*. ^ ou can always tell a one-idea head. It is cracked. PASTEURIZED MILK Whole Cream Buttermilk Butter Cet U Fresh Every Day From The New Milk Station. SHELBY MILK PLANT PHONE 125 Coleman Blanton, Proprietor. The Intelligent use of hn:e Wi’J improve the soil and will help to pro. due- holier yield:- rf lifume rop- ir North C arolina. Magnesium limi tone under tobacco makes bet or coalite at id yield of weed. The It Hal Result. “What arc* those terrible* voile, officr?" dt r. aimed an i recited pede strian. a- 'unearthly scream; issued f: : ;.i an office window. ‘‘1 investigated’ and it's nil right." .a., sural the cop. "A painies • d-niist is trying to opert*to on iiimseli.’ That Air What? Daughter had just returned •from finishing school. “That air—’ h**r father began as they sat down in the din ng room. “Father dear," the girl interrupt ed, “You should say that romething or preferably just that. It’s vulgar to say that air" “Well, this ear—" tbs father be gan again. “No,” raid the daughter; “Yon mu ', avoid :-uch expression as “this Here.” “Look here my girl.” said the father "I'm going to say exactly what I mean That air is bad for this ear of mine, and I’m going to shut the win dow.” Tom Tarheel say he enjoys his work as a member of the county board of agriculture, but it made him lui-tle to do the things on his place that he was pushing for the county. Twice the value of manure is ob tained when spread with a spreader to say nothing of the saving in hard disagreeable work, The spreader puts out the manure raih’y and as sures ;m even stand of grain, say? D. 'S. Weaver, agricultural engineer at State College. WHERE SAVINGS GREATEST DEPARTMENT STORES —MASONIC TEMPLE WILDING— CIIELBY C. Ncv' Spring Millinery The Last Word In Style You can easily tell by c these distinctive new*Mats mating when tried on! The and t-ie trimmings new Silk and straw cornb natioi price from, >hs glance that > will be capti lines are smart and beautiful! :s. Ranging in WHERE SAVINGS ARE GREATEST laving purchased the stock of merchandise and Hudson-Essex agency from Koey Motor Company, we desire to say to patrons ' °f that concern that we wil! continue the business in the same building and along the same lines. We assure you we shall try to give the highest class service and endeavor to take care of your needs in a satisfactory way. We will greatly appreciate the continued patronage of the many fnends of the Hoey Motor Company and all Hud.on-E.sex owners as well as all car owners. We will make a specialty of repair work, washing and greas ing cars and carry a full line of supplies, accessories, tires, tubes, Arey Brothers —DEALERS— 1 13 & 115 South Washington Street. Phone 265. —HUDSON-ESSEX— (Bc?£ Six Cylinder Value On The American Market.) SSXBtclSKSMSBK l . man —CHEVROLET ^ — 2* car Cylinder Value On 1 he American Market.)
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