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Fatter Mail Service From West to Carolina Mail from the West, coming through the Chicago and Cincinnati gateways, for South Carolina and for point* in North Carolina as far cast as Greensboro is now handled on the Southern railway’s “Carolina Special’’ resulting in an advance in time de livery of S hours and 15 minutes a*. Asheville, 3 hours and 45 minutes at Salisbury, 6 hours and 40 minutes at Spartanburg, and 0 hours at Co lumbia, with proportionate advances at other points. The improvement results from the establishment of postal car service on the Southern’s “Ponce de Leon”, leaving Cincinnati at 0:45 p. m., just 10 minutes ahead of the "Carolina Special”. This train receives all even ing mail connections at Cincinnati, in cluding Big Four trnin No. lfi which brings from Chicago nil letter mail for Carolina points, Georgia and Florida, arriving Chicago on morning trains, including transcontinental trans. This mail is " orked onroute and letters and daily papers for Car olina points are put off at Oakdale, Tenn.. where they are picked up hy the “Carolina Special.” Formerly this mail was handled in to Asheville on No. 12 and on its con nections to ooints beyond. The aver age daily volume is approximately 400 packages of letter, with n consider able number of newspanor pouches. Only first class mail which includes letters and daily newspapers is han 1 led on this schedule. Little Carl Champion Buied at New Prospect Specinl t.n The Star The arur"l cam*' Tuesday evening. June 20, 192fi at r«: 1 f> o'clock m l took from our midst little Carl Horace Champion. He was the son of Mr. and Mrs. Horace Obamp'on. of Cher ryville. R-2. The little child had been sick for twelve days, he suffer ed constantly with pains day and night. Al* was done that loving hands could do to save him but death was the only relief. Carl Hornce was horn Sept. 20. 1024, age one year and nine months He was an unusual bright child end was the joy of the home where he will be greatly missed. We can't, understand why he was taken while so young and sweet, just a growing tender bud, but God always knows best for all. The funeral service was conducted Wednesday afternoon at 'l o’clock at New Prospect by Rev. W. G. Camp and Rev. Rush Padgett. Misses Mae Beam, Gennive Beam. Ituth Hamrick, Edna Carpenter. Louise Eakcr. Eve lyn Carpenter, Ruby Poston, Madge Beam and Paul Beam were the flower girls. The grave was covered with beautiful flowers. Surviving are his father and mother, one sister, Evelyn, snd two brothers, B. V. and J. D. Champion. The en tice community sympathise with the bereaved ones in the lost of such it sweet child. N. C Carolina Papers Have Good Display News & Observer. “I am particularly Impressed with the'activity of everybody I have seen since coming to North Carolina.” said Arthur T. Rol>h, managing edi tor of Editor and Publisher, New York, here yesterday gathering data for an article on this State which, he nays, will be a resume of the “whys” and “wherefores” of its recent pro gress "Why, everybody is busy,’ he continued. “The towns are thrifty in appearance and there arc signs of progress on all sides I entered the Stat", by motor, in the Elisabeth City section and from here I will go on to Charlotte and Asheville. | “Another thing that has impressed me is the progressive appearances of your newspapers. They are for the most part, snappy and wide-awake, and I never saw as many active newspaper men in a city no larger than Raleigh as I have seen here. An I they’re a jolly lot, too. They seem to work together with a fine spirit. Of course, they ’scoop’ each other when they can; that’s natural, hut they seem mighty friendly, not only to each other but to visiting writers as well, I’ve noticed. “I am here.” he said, "to get the ‘official’ slant on North Carolina’s progress, and I find that the state it self has ’done much toward putting pep into the people, by its progressive policies, such as road building and public education. “In spite of the drouth they say you have had in this section. I saw some good looking crops in eastern North Carolina as I came along. By the way. it’s wonderful to run an automobile over your roads.” ENGINEER DIES AS HE a GRASPS THE THROTTLE Asheville, July 2.—John Berry, vet eran engineer on the Knoxville divi sion of the Southern Railway, died as he grasped the throttle of his loco motive to pull the Carolina Special from the local yards on his regular mm tonight at £:10 o’clock. Few of the paaaengers in the coaches behind the locomotive knew of the death ot the veterant engineer, who was strick en just aa he pulled 'he throttle *o mewe the engine. He was replaced * the train moved out. A Certain Cure shall I do to keep from fall love?” pricing apartments. Nominates Miss Cobb Cotton Joan of Arc News & Observer. "Styles Stifles South” are the head lines which Miss Beatrice Cobh puts over her editorial endorsing Max Gardner’s advocacy of wearing cot ton. Miss Cobb says she agrees with Mr. (iardner's statement that "the style of silken things is stifling the industry of the Southland.” There is need of an industrial Joan of Arc to lead the women from the use of silks to the use of cotton. We nominate Miss Beatrice Cobb as the leader. If Miss Cobb accepts this position, her attention is invited to a discus sion now going on , in South Caro lina where women have been urged to wear cotton stockinets. One lady writes The State, “If the manufac turers would make good cotton stockings, we farm women would cet* tainly boost them in every way possi ble,” The State ads: Inquiry among the various bright young women who help make The Static develops that although these one and all do at present affect slen* s'lk exclusively, they are far from prejudiced against cotton stockings, but their complaint is that the only stockings of cotton that are readily do be had are either cheap, flimsy, shapeless, or else more costly than silk stockings of a very satisfactory grade. Passing over for the moment the matter of shape, which the unin structed masculine observer is likely to consider more a matter of the girl than of the stocking, remains for dis cussion why cotton stockings of ex cellent quality should hot he avail able at say, $1 to $1.50 a pair? Per sons not yet quite senile are able to summon up remembrance of entire ly unexceptionable ankles dad in fine cotton lisle. And times were hard, then; so hard that it is safe to as sume those lisle stockings cost noth ing like the prices which the very -lenitv and pretty cotton stockings offered recently in New York com manded. These latter did injoy a certain vogue among smart women but they were sold in the shops at $2.50 a rair and more . The State is inclined to believe that thousands of Southern women would gladly wear stockings of cotton if they were to be had in good quality it reasonable prices. Canaries Cheering To Prison Inmates Tn the Iowa state prison at Fort Madison, 500 canaries add a measure of cheer, with their merry chirping to the monotonous lives of the several hundred inmates of that institution. The canaries first were installed hy an inmate named Ryan. An expert in their rare, Ryan now owns most, of the son esters, although about 100 other prisoners own their individual birds and tend them in their cells. One large cage in a corridor contains 50 or 00 birds and their songs fill the cell block. There has been numerous instances of seeming reciprocation on the part of the birds of the kindnesses shewn them bv the prisoners. One of the most striking was the case of “Billy,” i songster belonging to “Gabs’* Sim ons. who was hanged last w nter. “Billy’ outdid himself in song wber, his cage followed Simons to the death chamber, and continued his merry chirping through the trying days until his master started the death march. Then, after Simons had been hanged, “Billy’’ was shipped with the body to Tipton, and warbled cheerfully as his cage reposed upon the rough l>ox dur ing the journey. Prison officials are encouraging the culture of the birds for the whole some influence they exert upon the inmates. In the death chamber and in sections occupied hy prisoners who still have i portion of life and perhans happi ness before them, the music of the feathered songsters can he heard. Many inmates who, when free, gave little heed to the solace of music or the beauties of bird life and nature, lavish their attention upon their fel low “prisoners.” Prison officials say the inmates be come especially fond of pets and that canaric seem to he favorites, pci haps because they best exemplify carefree happiness, even in captivity, and arc able, through their song, to impart hope to their owners. W. Jason McDaniel Dies At Morganton For Many Years Prominent In The Affairs of Rutherford County Ruthorfordton, July 2.—W. Jason McDaniel died at the State Hospital, Morganton, this morning after an ill ness of about three years. Funeral ser vices will be held here Saturday morning at 11 o’clock at the Methodist church with his former pastor, Rev. T. C. Jordan, of Asheville, in charge. Mr. McDaniel was 53 years of age. He leaves a widow, five children, mother, two brothers. H. L. McDan iel, of this place, and M. B. McDaniel, Hendersonville, and two sisters, Mrs. W. J. Mode and Mrs. J. S. Saunders, both of this this place. He was a member of the first Rutherford coun ty road commission and was a great advocate of good roads. He was n member of the town board of Ruther fordton for a number of years and was a main factor in starting the first paving here. He .was a successful merchant of this place for a number of years and was one of the county’s h<'st known citizens and was very ac tive in life uutil his health failed. Cotton Lingerie For Gaston Girls Fair Sex Purchase Wearing Apparel of Cotton Materials There. Costs Half As Much. Gastonia.—Somebody must have an ticipated a renewed interest in cotton because one of the leading local de partment stores is showing an en chanting line of lingerie in cotton voilo in all the lovely shades that one us ually associates with silk. Almost side by side in a table of silk and a table of voile underwear, and it is hard to say which is prettier. The voile arti cles are made exactly like the silk ones, with fine lace and pastel rib bons as trimmings, and they are offer ed separately or in four piece sets. The recent cotton ball demonstrat ed the fact that voile can he manufac tured in a quality as sheer and dainty as georgette, for did not the judges apply an inquisite thumn and forefin ger to many of the dainty gowns worn that night, so as to be perfectly sure that they were indeed cotton. And voile undergarments, given the care that must be accorded silk ones, will retain their pristine freshness and color just as long. A group of pretty young girls were buzzing around the table piled high with the lovely product of south ern fields Wednesday afternoon. “They're so pretty!” exclaimed one. “And they just cost half as much, contributed another. And, after look ing the lot over and comnaring tha cotton garments with the silk ones, at least three of them departed with a colorful article of cotton lingerie un der their arms. Lowly Terrapin Chases Reptiles Greensboro News. A person suffering from delirium tremens as a result of imbibing fai too much-extract of concentrated lye1 that passes in these times as corn j whiskey, has only to hire a plain old j highland terrapin to chase the snakes high, wide and handsome, judging from the exhibition the col. lection of reptiles in the window ol the Hattaway seed store, on East Sycamore street, gives when the two terrapins in the window take a notion to do some walking about. A. C. Hattaway, proprietor of the store, recently purchased a shipment of 35 choice—if there is such a thing -^snakes, containing some bulls, moc assins, whip snakes and the like There are no rattlers in the group but those present are mean enough in ap pearance to satisfy any person whose fondness for reptiles simply ain’t. The snakes were put in the window to be seen and dreaded, and two common, garden variety terrapins, not the down home “turtle,” wore put in there to add to the collection. The snakes, mean-looking rascals, give these slow-walking things who had an ancestor to trim a rabbit in a marathon race, all the room there —there isn't any more—whenever a terrapin walk is on. Now there is a possible cure for what is known as delicious triangles—try a “tarpin.” Wouldn’t After This Mr. Jones—I’m going to-bring young Ferguson home tonight. Mrs. Jones—Why, we haven’t a thing to eat in the house, the cook is in -a bad temper, baby has whooping cough, and mother is coming. Mr. Jones—Yes, that’s why I’m go ing to bring him home! The young fool is thinking of getting married. NO HEALTH NO WORK NO HEALTH NO HAPPINESS With Health Everything Is Possible. I - MR. L. H. HEFFNER. Mr. Heffner’s words are words ol wisdom for it is certainly true that health is the greatest asset on earth. Continuing. Mr. Heffner said: “Since taking HERB JUICE I feel fine. la fact I .can’t say enough for HERU JUICE. I am free from pains. No more bilious spells, no n^oro pains in my chest, which means that I suffer no more from indigestion. Being such a wonderful laxative, HERB JUICE has relieved me of constiption and 1 am getting better in every way al\ the time. I have gained in weight, foi I eat all I want, now that I don r; have indigestion. HERB JUICE is the best medicine on the market for in digestion and constipation, besides be ing an excellent tonic. I most heartily recommend it.” i^or sale by all druggists and deal* ers in patent medicines everywhere. adv. IE MARRIED A The Story of a Tarheel Who Married a Chili Queen By Rambling Bill .loo Markham, was one of the best soldiers in our outfit. He had joined the organization as a recruit just a few months before Villa raided Aqua Prieta, Mexico., and less than threa months later was promoted to cor poral. It was several months after he was made a corporal before I even found out that lie was from North Carolina. He was one of these fel lows who never talk very much but when he had anything to say every body within sound of his voice was ready to listen. Everybody liked Corporal Markham and the captain thought he was the real thing and he was at that. He went with us thro.igh the expedition into Mexico and came out with ser geant’s chevrons and by the time the war with Germany came on, or when the U. S. decided to get in and get their feet wet, Joe made the First Officer Training camp and became a second lieu'enant. He was sent to an infantry regiment and distinguished himself in France. I think he even got a Croieux de Guierre and a D. S. C., anyway he came hack from France with a couple of wound stripes and captain bars. I again met him in 1920 m a hospi tal at Asheville where we were try ing to recuperate with a pair of gass iungs. We revived old war and bor der days and Joe got very friendly. He told me where his old home was and why he first happened t oget ?i the service and even went on to tell me about the girls—there is usually a girl in every case where there is a soldier, although in the outfit Joe never seemed to pay much attention to the g rls around the camp and we all wondered why, because he sure was a fine looking chap. Standing about six feet two and weighing atiout 170 lbs, with sandy hair and blue eyes and he was as straight as a West Pointer on parade. Usually when girls around an army camp see such a fine looking chap there is either a fight, marriage, a. w. o. 1., or some thing doing. But Joe never' fell for any of ’em. and saved his mony and had very little to do with social life around th" camp. When I left the hospital Joe was still there, but I heard, later that he had been d.s chatged as cured and that the doctor had rccomme'',dnd that he go to the southwest to live. I had almost forgotten about him until a few months ago when I was making a business trip into the inter ior of old Mexico. While passine through a little town I was surprised to hear my name called in a good husky American voice. I stopped my car and looked around and behold there came Joe. At first I could hardly believe my eyes—he looked just like the Joe of old, only a little more mature and a little more tanned and he was dressed in American cow boy costume, with Mexican sombrero. ' Nothing would do him but that I ston and vis:t his home. When ho said that, I looked him in the eye ar.r. he got in with mo and pointed up a little side street. We drove about three hundred yards, stopped and got out at a very unpretentious looking adobe house, but when we entered through a cool patio, I rather envied him in these surroundings. It was a genuine* Mexican-Spanish atmosphere and pretty soon I was ushered into the presence of his family—Spanish, all. There were two of the prettiest child ren—boys—I ever saw Rnd his wife bore marks of being genuine castil lian descent. Her complexion was olive and dark hair and eyes—in fact she was pretty as a picture, and this was Joe Markham’s home. But his wife and children could not speak a word of English and all conversation had to be carried on in Spanish. After the introduction he explain ed that we had been in the army to. gethcr and that I was his best amig> (friend) and that I was to eat with them. She almost flew to the kitchen and . after we had lighted cigarette and had a drink of mescal, Joe started 'r. to talk. Here’s what he had to say: “Well Bill, I guess you wondered why I came down here to th;s God forsaken hole and married a Mex. 1 presume that the most people from N. C., would condemn me for it and would ostracise me for the balance of my life from society, but I don't care about society and neither do I care what they have to say about me. The Flu wiped out all my people in N. ('■ and the old farm was sold to satisfy I a mortgage and therefore, you can1 judge my interests back there are very little, except that I shall always entertain a warm feeling for the old state and its people. The government, on account of my wartime disability bad granted me $100 per month compensation and ad vised me to live in the open and a dry climate as much as possible. I came down here a few years ago and start* ed to do some placer mining and through my interest in the mine and the excitement of finding gold, I worked myself into a frenzy and therefore became s:ck. I was almost dead and lay with a high fever in a little shack back there in ./the hills for several days before anyone knew I was there. I was semi-conscious and one day I woke up in this room and there was flowers on the window sill and when my eyes became more ac customed to the light I saw "Lupo (my wife) sitt'ng by my bedside and when she discovered that 1 was com ing to life she let out a little shriek I of joy and brought me a drink of ' water. I made up my mind right [then that she was going to be my ! wife and three weeks later we were ; married by a priest right in ihis room 1 and we have been happy ever since, i I have never been sick since and I I think that 1 will always be well and 1 I still have my little gold mine and a few cattle and her father died and left us this house. We have two fine children and i everything that we need of the world j goods, and something more that money cannot buy—happiness. Lupo is a jewel. Loyal, understanding and she saved my life and I owe my life to her. She is as proud of me as she ■ can bo and administers to my every want and come to look at the matter she is rnaeh prettier than most American girls, and I have never yet saw an American g rl that I could ! trust like I can trust Lupe. I once had a girl in N. C., and I thought she was mine, but when I returned from France I found that she had long since been married to a banker’s sou, and her parents did not like me ariy i way and 1 presumed that she had lis | tened to them. She broke her prom ise and I could have never trusted | another woman, but Lupe proved that she was made out of the right sort | of tuff and I, am the happiest man in the world.” I had dinenr with them—a genuine old-fashioned Spanish feed and after talking some more over old times, I left them standing arm and arm with the kids at their feet and waving to me as 1 passed down the arroya and onto the trail that took me to my des tination. This is about all I know about Joe and I have often wondered if he will ever get tired of Old Mexico and long for his own kind of people, or will he become like the Mexican people and grow used to their customs and al ways be happy and con'cnted as he is today. Of course Joe Markham is not his name—but it’s a name nearly like that —and North Carolina has lost a good citizen and Mexico has gained one all on account of a Tarheel girl go ing back on her word. Getting Ready for “Old Age.” Missouri’s oldest farmer is getting ready for “old age.” He is Ben F. Hodge, who lives by himself in a lit tle log cabin 10 miles north of Poplar Bluff. “Uncle Ben,” as he is known, is 103 years of age. He has a Bible with the family history to prove it. “I bought 40 acres of land four years ago,” says “Upcle Ben,” “and I am clearing it up so that when I get old 1 can rent it out and live off the returns. I dbnt expect to get old for ten years yet.” Uncle Ben smokes a pipe all the time, and has since he was seven years old. He grows his own tobacco and refuses absolutely to use “tailor made” cigarettes or tobacco. He drinks coffee three times a day, and before prohibition he enjoyed his little nip. “I can get along without it,” he : ays, * but I did miss it for awhile.” A Dead-Head Ruth came home from her first visit to Sunday school eating a bar of chocolate. “Why, Ruth, where did you get the chocolate?” asked her mother. “I bought it with the nickel you gave me” she said. “The minister met me at the door and got me in for nothing.’ There could be more economy in dresses. After tori years a girl sel dom outgrows dresses from the knees down. NICE CLEAN CANE SEED $211 PER BUSHEL PURL WELLMQN SHELBY, IC. Coca Cola Blue Bird | Orange Squeeze ! Cascade Ginger Ale Teach Whip Cherry B'ossoms Strawberry Lemon-Lime ; Root Beer TRY BLUEBIRD AND Laugh at Hot Weather Next time you feel hot and tired and dusty— get a bottle of icy-cold, pure sparkling Blue Bird. Let it trickle down the old parched throat and then note the relief, the cool, refreshed, peppy teeling that sweeps over you. There’s , nothing, in'hot weather, quite like Mere Delicious Than Grape Juice. Shelby Coca Cola Bottling Company 206 W. Warren Street.
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