TOMORROW'S
SYNOPSIS
leteen-year-old Anne Ordway
kes suddenly that something,
png between her father and
ir. She hears servants whis
and senses tension when
lotheT asks her father for
before her bridge game
the Dorsays—and David,
ddores her beautiful moth
linor, and her father, Fran
ld she had always liked and
|d their old friend David.
is David about whom the
[its are whispering. Vicky,
companion, is aware of
f.tuathn, too. Anne steals
t<.- meet Garry Brooks in
loonlight and they meet a
re man at a campfire.
CHAPTER II
Anne Ordway,” she said,
(this is Garrett Brooks.”
name,” he said, “is—
” He stopped there,
ted you the rest of it?
Ire uncer the moon it would
to be Charles and Anne.”
Jidcd a« in afterthought,
|Garry *’
gasped, then laughed a
[s Garry said, “She’s Anne
her fru-ros.’'
lich is as it should be.” The
p lifted the c< fFee pot from
als. “And now that we
Icttled that, may I serve
knew that nothing was
I and that Garry was rag
lut she had a sense of sud
pitement. She seated her
a ftat rock and spread out
punces. She liked this
She wanted to hear him
| again, and contentment
ver her when at last he
tie grass at her feet and
to her in a lazy mono
interrupting himself now
en to replenish the fire
E OF SALE OF LAND
ommistioner appointed by
irt in the case of “Alle
County vs. Mrs. Sarah
tren et als”, I will offer
>, at public auction, to
test bidder, for cash, at
rt House door in Sparta
imber 6, 1939, at 11:00
the following described.
Lot No. 183 as set out
iribed in the map of the
of Roaring Gap, Incor
which map is recorded
iffice of the Register of
f Alleghany County, to
ip reference is made for
description,
eptember 30, 1939.
R. F. CROUSE,
Commissioner
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: OF SALE OF LAND
nmissioner appointed by
t of the Superior Court
se of “Alleghany County
I de Kinder Keene et
II offer for sale, at pub
1, to the highest bidder,
Court House door in
i the 6th day of Novem
, at 11:00 A. M., the
described land:
-ot No. 56 as set out
■bed on the map of the
of Roaring Gap, Incor
aid map being recorded
ffice of the Register of
Alleghany County,
i reference is made for
description. Sale wr''
or cash on day of salt
ptember 30, 1939.
R. F. CROUSE,
Commissioner
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E UNDER DEED
OF TRUST
le of a deed of trust to
Itigned, executed by
Reeves to secure the
f a note given to The
Irn Bank on which
Uw due the turn of
■red Dollars ($400.00)
1st, and default having
b in the payment of
I I will offer for sale,
kto the highest bidder,
Lurt House door in
I Saturday, November
I 12:00 M., the follow
lland in the Town of
■Joining the lands of
Ls, J. T. Mitchell and
I bounded as follows:
BNG at a stake in
■ of the Highway, run
| 5 94 East 140 feet
| then North 35 East
to a stake; then
K West 48 feet to'a
town’s line; then South
63 3-10 feet to a
K> South 32 94 West
let to a stake in center
Eiway; then South 79
ElO feet to the ho
of trust is recorded
i of the Register of
illeghany County, in
»ok 19. Page 292.
!,«- 3, 1939.
NTRY, TRUSTEE.
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or to ask if anybody wanted more
coffee.
i He talked cf the sheep. “That’s
[why I stopped here. I lived once
ion a ranch In the west and look
led out like this over the flocks
at night.
“Will yo-.i run me off the place
if I decide t > stay until morn
ing?” h« asked.
“But where wiu you sleep?”
“I have a couple of blankets in
my car. and there’s no softer bed
than pine needles.”
“Come up and have breakfast
with us in ’.he morning.”
He shook his head. “You aire
much too good to me. But I
mustn’t.”
“Wily not?”
The ignored and outraged Garry
broke in. “They’ll be sending
out a tracer for you, Anne.”
“They won’t miss me. Mother’s
mind is on her hridge, and Vicky
never worries.” She looked down
at the man at her feet. “Tell
me more about your ranch.”
“No. This time I’ll tell you
about my island in the Chesa
peake and my ducks. I’ve tamed
a lot of wild ones and made a
bird refuge. My grandfathers
were famous hunters of game,
but I’d rather see my ducklings
wigwagging their tails than be
ing shot at sunrise.”
“I wish I might see them,”
Anne ventured.
“I wish you might.” He broke
off suddenly. “I mustn’t keep
you.”
“You’re not keeping me,”
Anne said. Then, realizing with
a sense of dismay that it was a
definite dismissal, she rose and
held out her hand. “Good night.”
He kept her hand for a mo
ment in his firm clasp. “It has
been wonderful to have you sit
by my fire.”
She left him then and ran,
breathless, after Garry who had
started up the hill. “You didn’t
say good night, Garry.”
“Why should I”
“I think you’re hateful,” she
flared, running on ahead of him
towards the house.
They came to the living room
to find Anne’s mother again at
the piano. But she had changed
-her dress and she was not alone.
David Ellicott was leaning on
the piano, his eyes fixed on Eli
nor.
Her mother, all flushed and
smiling, said, “Where have you
been, darling?’’
“Up the little hill with Garry.”
Garry, ignoring Anne complete
ly, talked with Elinor and David
until the Dorsays came. And
Anne was glad to be ignored. She
sat on a low seat by the fire and
thought about the man in the
meadow.
Then all at once into the mir
Tor before her came the dark head
of Garry. It was such a good
looking head. Anne had to ad
mit that. Smooth black hair, a
Topia
Topia, Oct. 16.—Mrs. Myrtle
Tolliver returned home Sunday,
after spending a week with her
sister, Mrs. Ennice Landreth,
Laurel Springy.
Graham Pugh was among the
group of Piney Creek High School
boys who attended the State Fair
at Raleigh last week.
Miss Effie LaRue visited Miss
Velma Pugh Thursday.
Decoration services were held
Sunday by Rev. J. H. Loggins, at
the Fawlkes Cemetery, near P. W.
Fields’ home. Rev. Willie Sturgill
assisted the Rev. Mr. Loggins in
the services.
Those visiting Mr. and Mrs.
Thurmond Fitzgerald Saturday
were Mr. and Mrs. Willie Sturgill
and Rex Sturgill, Piney Creek.
Mr. and Mrs. R. B. Myers and
son, Rufus, of West Jefferson,
and Mrs- S. S. Landreth, Laurel
Springs, visited relatives in this
community Supday.
Lucky World
The world was created in six
days, no senate confirmation be
ing necessary. — Arkansas Ga
zette.
NOTICE OF SALE OF LAND
As Commissioner appointed by
the Court in the case of “Alle
ghany County «. Myrtle M.
Parsons et als”, 1 will offer for
sale, at public auction, to tbe
highest bidder, for cash, at the
Court House door in Sparta on
November 6, 1939, at 11:00 A.
M., the following described land:
Being Lot No. 78 as set out
and described in a map of tbe
property of Roaring Gap, Incor
porated, said map being recorded
iu the office of the Register of
Deeds of Alleghany County, to
which map reference is made for
complete description.
This September 30, 1939.
R. F. CROUSE,
4t«-2iSAT Commissioner
>1 .
bronzed skin, a thin line of black
mustache above the lip.
“Your mother sent me to ask
if you’ll ride with us in the
morning,” Garry said. “She has
asked David. We’re to have cof
fee first and then come back here
for waffles and honey.”
“Oh!” Anne’s mind worked
swiftly. Her mother and Davidi!
“Of course I’ll go,” she said.
Garry stood looking at her.
“You needn’t think you can run
away from me forever. I won’t
have it.”
“I don’t want to run. We’ve
always been good friends, Garry.’’ j
“Don’t be bromidic.” He walk-1
ed away, saying over his should
er, “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
She called after him, but he
paid no attention, and presently
David came and dropped down
beside her.
“Going to ride with us in the
morning?”
“Yes.”
“Good. And now tell me what
you’ve been doing to Garry?”
“Nothing.”
“Except to let him fall in love
with you?”
“I didn’t let him.”
“Well, he’s done it. And now
no doubt of it. Anne’s flushed
cheeks and shining eyes showed
a mood of exaltation. But again
Vicky was content to wait. She
had waited before.
Anne lingered for a moment.
"I was out with Garry.”
“It’s a wonderful night.”
“Yes. But Garry isn’t won
derful.”
Vicky gave no outward sign of
her satisfaction. “Some people
might think him so,” she vouch
safed.
“Then they think wrong,” with
emphasis. “Good night, old darl
ing,” and off Anne went, with
Jerry in her arms.
When she came to her room she
went to the window and stood
looking out. Down, in the mea
dow the man who had called him
self Charles was sleeping on his
bed of pine. She wondered if
she would ever know the rest of
his name. Perhaps if she got up
early and sought him, he might
be there. Yet he had sent her
away, and that was the end of it.
Anne said her prayers, got into
bed ardjlay there thinking of all
that had happened since that
dreadful moment in the garden.
She fell asleep at last, to be
waked in the night by the sound
of laughter and voices in the hall.
Her mother was saying, “I’ll pay
my debts tomorrow, Lucien.”
Then the sound of the Dorsay’s
car and shouted farewells.
There was a long silence, then
through the still house stole the
tinkle of the old piano and her
mother’s voice, muted:
“To say what long you’ve known
is true,
_ . irmn if
“Anne knew that Garry was raging.”
you’ve got to watcli your step,
or you’ll be marrying him.”
She shrugged her shoulders.
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t want you to
marry anybody. I want you just
to keep on being yourself.”
She flashed a smiling glance
at him and he smiled back. Darl
ing David! Heir fears left her
as he sat there talking quietly.
He was unchanged. Why think
again of those evil voices she had
heard, behind the hedge?
Elinor called, “We’re ready,
David,” and Anne rose with him
and said good nigjit to her moth
er’s friends. Trailing up the
stairs a little later with Jerry,
| the kitten, under her arm, she
stopped, and looked down. The
four players were seated at the
card table—Cynthia Doirsay with
her honey-colored locks matched
by the velvet of her gown, Eli-,
nor, in her frosted pink, Lucien
iDorsay, small and fastidious and
fifty-five; and David, towering
above them all, blue-eyed and
gold-headed.
Reaching her room, she un
dressed slowly. It was a big
room filled with midi-Victorian
furniture. Francis Oxdway had
thought it best to leave the old
country place as he had found
it, a monument to the dignity
and staid taste of those who had
gone before him.
She bathed, brushed her shin
ing hair, and wrapped in a warm
robe went to Vicky’s room, with
Jerry stalking after her like a
miniature tiger. A fire burned
on Vicky’s hearth and Vicky, still
■dressed and waiting, said, “I
thought you’d never come.”
“I can’t stay. I’m dead for
sleep, Vicky.”
Vicky looked at her. “Come
and kiss me,’’ she said. “Then
run along to bed.”
Vicky never forced confidences.
There was something in the air,
NOTICE OF SALE
OF REAL ESTATE
As Commissioner appointed by
the Court in tbe case of Leonard
Roup, Administrator C. T. A. of
J. L. Roup, Deceased, vs. F. N.
Roup and others, I will offer for
sale, at public auction, to the
highest bidder, on the premises
on November 6, 1939, at 11:00
A. M., the following described
real estate:
Containing about five acres, j
more or less, bounded and sur
rounded by the lands of J. H.
Doughton, D. C. Duncan, R. L.
Warden and A. O. Joines.
Terms Of Sale: 50% cash on
day of sale; balance in ninety
days.
This October 3, 1939.
LEONARD ROUP,
Commissioner
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I love but one alone, and ’tis
>ou.”
Anne looked at the clock on her
little table. Two o’clock. It '
seemed strange that her mother
should be singing there so late,
alone. She got out of bed and
went into the hall. The music
had stopped. Something drew
her on until at last she reached :
the first landing of the stairway.
From there she could see straight
into the library. And from the
landing she saw her mother stand
ing on the hearth with David,
and David’s arms were around ;
her mother!
Anne never anew how she got
to Vicky’s room. “Vicky, he ki3S- ;
ed hei! He kissed my mother!”
“My dear, my dear ...” i
Whispering, whispering, Anne ;
told the things she had heard in i
the gaidrn. “They said, that i
David was in love with—Mother i
—and that she loved him. And <
that if Daddy found out, it would j
be the end of her.”
Vicky sai l, “I must go down,
Anne. If your father should *
mine—”
Sho did not finish her sentence,
but Anne knew. It was like a «
nightmare to lie there and watch
Vicky getting into her clothes,
hurrying, hurrying. And all the <
time the beast of the garden 1
seemed to be crouching in the
ream. 1
It seemed a long time after
Vicky had left the room that
there came through the open win- <
dow the sound of David’s steps <
on the gravel of the driveway.
He always walked home across :
the fields. i
She got up, looked! out and ;
watched him striding along and
out of sight. After a while Anne
caught the sound oef her father’s i
motor in the distance. A little 1
later he came into the house and
she heard voices—his and her
mother’s and Vicky’s. She did i
not knew what was being said,
and she dared not go down, so 1
once more she curled up in
Vicky’s bed and waited. 1
And when Vicky came, she pull- 1
ed the chain of the lamp and
said, “Anne?”
“Yes?”
“You’d better run along to your
room, darling. We’ll talk things
over in the morning.”
“I want to talk about them
now, Vicky.”
Vicky came and stood by the
bed. Her face was white and
there was a frightened look in her
eye3.”
Anne said, “Ig it as bad as
that?”
And Vicky said, “It is very bad,
but we must try to make it bet
ter.”
Vicky, going downstairs, had
stopped on the landing and call
ed, “Does anybody smell smoke?”
FV>r a moment, dead silence. Then
Elinor had appeared on the
threshold of the library.
“It’s hte logs in the fireplace,
of course, Vicky.” Elinor’s voice
held a touch of asperity.
Vicky, looking down at her,
said, “I was afraid of a fire.”
Descending the stairs and seeing
David in front of the fire, she
murmured an apology. So in
genuous was her manner, so guile
less her words, that he suspected
nothing.
“Well, Elinor, I must be run
ning along,” David said.
When he was gone, Elinor said
to Vicky. “You knew there
wasn’t a fire.”
“I knew there was danger.”
The two women gazed steadily
at each other and Elinor said,
“Well, what of it? My life is
my own.”
“But Anne?”
“Is her happiness so much
more important than mine?”
Vicky, standing in front of the
fire, said, “I don’t know. I only
know that she has burned candles
on your altar and you have
blown them out.”
“What do you mean?”
“Tonight she saw David kiss
you.”
There was dead silence for a
moment, then Elinor said, “She’ll
have to know sometime. Do you
think I am going on like this?”
(Continued Next Monday)
This Week In Washington
(continued from front page)
ers, to non-combatant zones, is
hotly disputed.
Infringement on Rights
In the World War No. 1, our
involvement was chiefly due to
the orders of the German gov
ernment that American ships
should stay out of certain sea
areas, or run the risk of being
sunk by U-boats. That was a
flagrant infringement upon our
national rights to the freedom of
the seas, as non-combatants, which
another nation undertook to im
pose upon us. Whether we ought
to impose such restrictions upon
ourselves is the question now. If
we did, would we increase or di
minish our chances of being, in
volved in war? After all, that is
the major question before Con
gress.
There are other points in the
Pittman bill which seem likely to
prolong debate in the Senate. And
after the Senate has said, its say,
the House of Representatives will
have its innings.
This is one instance where local
district and state interests are over
shadowed by the broad National
interests, and something approach,
ing statesmanship is noticeable
in many of the comments and con
clusion? of Representatives as well
a? of Senators.
The Doctor Tells
(continued from page two)
Then doting parents had minia
ture carts, wagons, chariots, hous
es and small ships made from
wood, leather, lead, and bronze,
to amuse their infants.
A monk who lived during the
year 1463 invented the kiddy
car, and the ones of today are
almost exact replicas of the var
ious styles he devised, so that
small boys might scoot about,
much to the amusement of their
parents.
Thousands of years before
Christianity came into the world,
mothers taught their offspring not
to cry, primarily because such
noise attracted prowling beasts
of prey or might indicate to
enemies their presence.
Hands were placed over the
babies’ mouths when they started
to cry and by action and deed
they were impressed with the fact
that pain or happiness must be
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Dear Louisa:
I am a girl who has been mak
ing a living for a number of
years. In other words, I am not
young but neither am I old. I
have a very good friend, a man
about my own age, and we enjoy
going places together but we are
not in love. Aa a matter of fact
I make as much money as he does,
and when we go to expensive
hotels to dine and dance or buy
expensive theatre tickets, I usually
go fifty-fifty on the cost.
Now this is what I am writing
bo you about. A couple we both
know, who live in a city about
one hundred miles from here, has
asked us to visit them for a week
end. My mother thinks I should
not go, as no one but the boy and
I are invited. She says that peo
ple will see us getting on the
train together and may make un
kind gossip about us. Neither
does she approve of me paying
my share when we go out to
gether.
What do you think about these
two problems?
EDITH P.
of Maryland
Answer:
I certainly see no harm in the
two of you traveling on the train
together for a hundred miles to
visit a perfectly respectable mar
ried couple. Why should people
talk any more about that than
they would if you should take a
hundred mile ride in an automo
bile? Of course, it would be im
proper for you to take a private
compartment, but as long as you
both are in the car with other
people you are certainly well
chaperoned.
As for this fifty-fifty business,
in your case it seems to be a very
nice arrangement. It means that
the two of you can go to twice as
many places as you could if one
were footing the entire bill. And.
you both have an agreeable com
panion to enjoy the occasions with.
This plan usually works out
better if two people are not in
love, because there is something
about a man in love which makes
him resent the idea of his lady
love paying for anything out of
her own money. While he may
protest that he doesn’t mind, it
gives him a sense of inferiority
and he usually drifts off to some
sweet clinging young thing who
will let him pay it all.
But as you say, you are not in
love, so make the most of your
pleasant times until some depend
ent young thing attaches herself
to his pocket book.
Sincerely,
LOUISA.
Address your letters to:
“Louisa, P. O. Box 574,
Washington, D. C.”
borne stoically, which accounts
for the silence of primitive in
fants.
We doctors of today have
found it possible to do the same
thing with newborn children, and
today in hospitals babies are seen
and not heard, tot fnom the mo
ment of birth, the attending nurse
teaches them that silence is gold
en, and the little ones soon learn
that howls, tears and screams get
them nowhere, and it is surpris
ing how they accept the inevit
able and behave.
Here’s the Reason
You can’t destroy a class sys
tem in a land where everybody
hopes to belong to the upper
class next year.—San Francisco
Chronicle.
To Dull the Pain?
The noise abatement commis
sion finds that the motor car horn
is the meanest noise in traffic.
Our scientists are now trying to
invent a honk that will soothe the
pedestrian, but not put him to
sleep.— The New Yorker.
Perhaps
In Chicago they are tearing
down buildings so as to save
taxes. Perhaps if they would
tear down taxes it might start
building.-—American Lumberman.
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