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~ The Kings
Mountain Herald I
Established 188 it I
Published Every Thursday
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HERALD PUBLISHING HOUSE,
Haywood E. Lynch ?
Editor-Manager s .
Sate rod as second class matter n 1
the Poatoflice at Kings Mouutaii. *
N. C,. under tre Act o? March 3 c
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A weekly newspaper devoted L
the promotion o( the general wel
tare and published "for the enllgbt *
ivnsn-11 a a nVi.nMinniki mrsl isis'ftiwiftrihtoMiak *
:j?e citizen* >( KUig* Mountain urn.
Its vicinity..
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HALLOWEEN
Did \o'u ever see a witch ,
A riding on a broom? I
Or ever see u pumpkin face j
A-grltiiitng at tlefe-moou? I
J)in. you ever see a pussy-cat, t
. As black as It could be. . , t
Go lnirr>lug through the alley,
Then scamper up a tree?
'Tvas Hallowe'en! 'Twak Hal-, s
Ifivviioli ' * C
l)ir you. ever see a man
With such a scary face,
With eyes that never winked or
blinked,
Hut stared right into space?
With a great big mouth from ear to
ear. .
Some weedy kind oi hair ^
And teeth that looked so very
strange. *
because they were 'tint, there?
'TWas Hallowe'en? ' Twas Hah
.lower'en! . .
Do you like to see sueli sights.
Oi'nlb they scare you soon. '
fan you lattgh and call thetn funny,
Or does fear strike you dt.tnb?
Well, if you're not just a.s hold and
~ <" tiVave _ " ' ;
As yen would like to lye. ? . '
Voud better stay right in your home
Add go to bed like me
On Hallowe'en! On Hallowe'en!
?Kli/.aheth Winner Locke.
AN EXAMPLE FOR ALL CITIES
The following, clipped from an ex
change, presents a fine example that
is worthy of note. We should do
something for the youth of the land
pp as to discourage, vandalism and
implant in the hearts and minds or
. all the spirit of conservation.
New York City lias begun a drive
against juvenile vandalism in its|
lillhtif1 uflinnltf I jid Vuti'n ?JR*> Jiifl I 1
square feet of glass alone were (Je- "
atroyed in the school buildings. besides
tlie' breaking of locks, rifling
of desks and atoning of school sup- c
plies. Instead of using force and ' h
threats the city." under the leader- b
ship ol' Justice Jackson, as bead of a
the Llcreau of Preventive Trentm"iit
lor luvenile Delinquency. has laun-' "
cited a campaign of constructive con j
tests among the school children. |
The. first contest calls for "The a-dat, j
tton from among the 'pupils of- a!
"model for a statue of the typical
American hoy." For ihis purpose the
Bureau is asking th? pupils 'or 50
to 100-word essays on the typical American
boy. each essay to be submitted
with a picture' of the sender.
Out of the twenty five best content
ers a model will eventually be chos _
en and a statue carved that will become
a standing award "to the ele- .\
xnentary, Junior high or senior high E
school showing the greatest decrease
in vandalism' during the next ti
year. The winner of the contest, act a
lng as model, will receive a medal t(
bearing an imprint of the sculptured si
figure. This is just a current lllus- a
tration of the old aphorism about q
honey and vinegar.
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OUR LITTLE WORLD n
All of life's activities may be sum 11
med up in the one word EXPERT b
ENCE. And that storehouse of e
knowledge which we term "exper* 01
ience is really a dictator on the
throne of judgment, for it is there- "
from that we draw the power to ar- b
rive at conclusions and to make de- b
cisions. ' | l'
It seems that each of us live in a <>
little world all our own which is \
bounded by our physical, mental, g
and spiritual abilities. As long as y
we operate within the boundaries of h<
our own sphere, we get along very
well, but when it is necessary for us f|
to get "away from home" It is then v
that we feel our weaknesses and n
our need for help from other sources.
This is vot idealism but facts v
as they pertain to the average man il
mid woman. And that brings us to v
the point that all men are depend- h
ent on each other for protection and li
security in their struggle for light !
and knowledge. When we get bo- tt
yond our own little world we must rl
seek direction from those in wrhorit II
we have confidence. Every lndivldu e
al needs at least one dependable al- nr
ly with whom they can converse a
freely when such need ' arises.
Choose that ally for his knowledgu
born of experience,, for his honesty ?
of purpose, for his loyalty to ??uty. 8
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Armed with the power of compet- a
ent and dependable counsel, the
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Here and There . .
Haywood E. Lynch)
Mr. D. M. Baker, the banker, took
his boys and girls" to the picture
how Tuesday afternoon. It hat been
he custom of the Kings
lank President to take tl|ie school
hildren of the first and fourth
iradei ftf* the pleTuTV show annually.
Police Officer Carl Short is half
ong and half short. His father is .a
ihort and married a Long.
Mrs. Grady. King stopped me on
he streets Tuesday morning and In'ited
me to take a Icok at the crepe
nyrtk bushes now that they are aiiWi'if
|WTW"uiL"VJ?nwiriHi sw'wuiei in
is. They are almost as pretty as
vheh they are in full bloom.
Every member of Aubrey Mauney's
amily has initials that stand for
ither things. Here they are starting
with the papa: Aubrey Mauney, A. |
il. Ante Meridian, and now the i
nama. Katherine Mauney, * -K. M.
tings Mountain, and here's the dauihter,
Peggie Mauney, P. M. Post
Meridian, and now for the son of
he family. Gene Mauney, Gs< M. Gen
sral Motors.
The tree$ are gorgeous at this
leason of the year with their array
if lovely shades. And speaking of
rees two of the most beautifli I
iave ever seen are in front of the
'arton residence on King street.
Street Scene: Harold Hunnicute
walking around in his shirt sleeves
hat chilly afternoon.
There has been right many Wllkle
okes going around lately and the
est one I have heard was told by |
trthur Crcuse._ Get him to tell it to j
'OU.
It's a small world after all. Mrs',
t. yce Early, mother of Jake Early,
hat big league star baseball player
trne in the office Tuesday to subcribe
to The Herald for her son.
f-hr., who is in the U. S. Army in '
ionolulu. I told her we had another |
Ungs Mountain young man in the
rmy in Honolulu takihg the HerId.
Her son'has been there almost a
ear and did not know of trie other
oldier. We gave her the address of
Aarion Blackwell, and she is going
o write her son about him. And the
wo soldiers who are over 3,000
"tiles from home will get a chance
c see each other. 'While Mrs. Early
vas in the office Capt. Earl Wells
ame in and he gave her some first
and information about the island.
Granulated sugar is now being
irocessed successfully front sot
hum cane in the, United Slates Do
lartineut of Agriculture field statrsit
at Statkville. Miss.
New Ice cream flavors trfed sunessfully
by Michigan State Col
ige scientists have included goot-eerry.
peanut, brazil nuts, pumpkin
n<l tally.
Open Forum
An open forum for our readers,
but no letter can be published if
it exceeds 500 words. No anonymous
communications will be accepted
The name of the writer
will not be published however, if
the author so requests. The opinions
expressed herein are not necessarily
those of the Herald.
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WHY VOTE?
Ir. H. E. Lynch, - ,
ditor The Herald: ?
Well, if you smoke you are sure
d get a clgur. If you drink 'there's
glass of beer watting for yoc. Then
>o, you get some awful warm hand
hakes. In fact thats the only time
backwoodsman ever i%Jts a bouuet.
,
Who to vote for? Well, it*3 a free
ountry, you say. I suppose we can
ote as we please. But say, kind
euder. as things are today all over
te world, voting for a leader should
e no gamble. Our future independnce
may depend largely on how we
tst our vote this time. I kinder got
ie habit of voting for Mr. Franklin,
's true I dont . admire the way the
ovs are storming Reno but probaly
divorce is better than living iu
le state of hell. I can"t vote juat
ny old Way; I was talking to an
Id gentleman last Week up near
lount Mitchell. W'hen I got thvouh
questioning him about that fine
lountain Country back In the hills.
e said:
"Relk. I voted for Roosevelt the
rst time he ran. I voted for Rooae
elt the Inst time he run and he
ins again. I'm voting for him.
But say. Mister, It them damned
ankees dont quit nominating him
ills country is going to the devil,
tjywav has America ^each'%' the
eight of her gloryT Will we someay
go down like so many other nanns
that once flourished, so nothig
will remain but a note or hlstoles
pages or will we be a beacon
ght giving a hand to the war c?\?Sh
d nations In the old world? I adlire
a man that stands for peace
t any cost like F. D. R.
Sincerely,
H. t. Relk.
cope of our own endeavor Lncreaas.
and the area of our own little
rorld becomes greater and greater
-l^o>d Rime.
THE KINGS MOUNTAIN HERAT
What Has Gone Burnt: '
.William Essex, having risen
from slum poverty to become
a famous and wealthy novelist,
tarnsi i '!? l?iiiiiii ? iwsi?iw
Oliver, all the luxuries he himse'f
la, kid i i his un.hii,. . tied
youth. As a result of this
i'iaIii/i/i rite, os<i despite the protests
of Essex's wife Nellie, the
boy pious up u spoiled, unpiinviplcd.
though handsome and
jpharming youth. Seeking maferial
for a novel, Essex ijois
to uoik as a miner in York
Aft .'re, and meets a lovely young
flirt arti.tf. They fall, deeply ie.
lore, l/ut Esses, tcmcm'ucrinfi
his obligation to nis unloved
fife, letters the girl abruptly
without even. learning her
name.
Chapter Four
What ironical purpose there may
be behind these things, or what
har-'h, meaninele v caprices of a
Fate more stupid than cunning, 1
do not knpw; but it was while
returning from her devotions at
Chapel one evening that wintei
that Nellie was struck by an automobile.
The injury was serious;
by the time I reached her bedside
she was dead.
With an unreasoning feeling ol
- guilt that no amount of rationalizing
could altogether down, 1
- wore mourning for her for nearly
a year; not or.ly on my coal
sleeve, but in the brooding, melancholy
thoughts that dogged me
But when, at the end of the
year, we all - moved to London, my
past life with Nellie seemed to
recede almost abruptly. I heeded
Dcrmot'a 'urgent plea to consider
this new move an advance into, a
tic-w life, u fresh page of my existence;
and to Sheila's Imperious
-ymbolic gesture of snipping . the
mourning bands from the sleeves
. !
Oliver rhapsodised over the
of all my coats.
I began to take a renewed in
terest in. my work. Many ycari
ago Deniiol's daughter Maeve, thei
a iiery little girl more devotei
to play-acting than to mastering
her ABC's, Wad teased me to writ*
a play for her to perform wher
she grew up. Mow Maeve was i
lovely young woman of eighteen
with a' pale, elfin face and eye!
a kindle with the inner fire sh<
lrad inherited from her parents
She had spent the previous sum
mer touring the provinces In i
stock company, getting experience
in the fundamentals of acting. Nov
she renewed her demands that ]
write her a play.
Eager for something to worl
on, and spurred by the child'!
enthusiasm, 1 sat down and dram
atized my novel, "Every Street"
For some time the London pro
ducer. Werthelm, had been beg
zing me to do Just this: when :
finally turned the play script ovei
to him 1 extracted his promla
that Maeve should play the lead
provided only that She showe<
herself capable.
The opening of "Every Street"
was one of the brilliant affairs o
the London season. Not leas
among Its Joys for me was thi
fact that Oliver had been gradu
ated from Balliol' and had at las
come home to live with me. Stll
his jaunty, charming, undlsciplln
ed self, he had gone through th<
University mainly on his nervi
and on his uncanny ability t<
bluff himself out of scrapes, back
ea Dy nory umoraani neip 11
patching up the broken plecea o
many a situation after him. Nov
Oliver was home, to my intense
delight, and affably, casually ac
. cepted all the luxuries, the ex
pensively furnished rooms, thi
clohea, the lavish )>ocket mone;
I vaas ready to provide him with
While we finished dressing to
the opening fit my play, Olive
rh*j-*odized to me over the charm
of in? young woman who was t<
accompany him. He bad met hei
it ?mpd, at the home of Pogsor
hi* Me??mate whose father ownei
the mine'. Her namo wai
Lav oj. ,
"A*' *?* *??r Olivia, I suppose,'
r s- "f "O't? ? Olivia. Quit
harmon'cus. vrv-*1* she like?"
"Wait till ymi ? her!"
"Hm. Pret.y hard hit, eb
Oliver TV
"Rather!"
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The play was a v"
the audience more en?h" li.ns"- ?-?
than most first-night au -c e?
Maeve's performance. In espccls!
earned her numerous curtain call
and ringing cheers.
After the theatre there was I
great party at our London hou?*
The company wae brilliant, th
occasion one "of great Joy. Fo
the first -lme -I'liea mv Yorkuh'r
THEY WOULD REV
TOO, IF
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THURSDAY, OCT 29. 1940
fivard ?5imaff ,
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MADELEINE CARROLL 1
INE LOUIS HAYWARD J
I experience. I va.i almost happy
I was chatting with Maevo u.:J
DcrntoL when the figure of a
young git I entering the ioom at
the opposite cnti. caught iny eve.
i. stewei.iiijj?n i t IIIHM.II?
islowfiy crossed the room...I could
'not be mistaken ? it was altf!
I Leaving the astonished M.teve in
the middle of a sentence. 1 strode
toward her.' She seemed aware of
my approach, and stepped out- to
the compatative privacy of the
I balcony.
I 1 spoke -to her, tny voice treat- -
bliug with excite.nont.
j "It isn't true! -'rtiere can't he .
this much happiness for one man!
| What brought you here? No ?
don't, tell me. Let me think It
was 'a miracle, sent from heaven.
( Oh, my. dear ? "
| "You didn't .forget," s*e whispered,
her eyes shining.
"forget! Do. the stars fcrgot to
shine? Do the flowers forget to
bloom? It you knew the things
I've done ? pursuing helpless
[ females up dark streets, peering
' under umbrellas ? and saying,
| 'Pardon me, Madam ? I thought
i you were ,? ' but you see, I don't
' even know your name! For all
t these montlie .I've only been able
' to think of you as my sweet ?
' my love ? my darling! What is
your name?"
r'Llvia."
"Livla." The dreadful realization
: began to overcome me. "Llvia!"
Before she had a chance to
I speak Oliver barged over to us.
' with a "There you are, darling!" .
My sickening fear was confirm
ed. With a great air of proprietor.
ship and of easy intimacy, he told
i her they must leave at once for
a late supper at the Pogaons*.
i Livia hesitated, trembling, wishing
to say something, perhaps not
knowing quite v.'i at. I stood miser.
ably, ill with shock, cut to the
marrow by Oliver's jeering tone.
, Then Dermot found us, and bei
fore I could speak, dragged me
II indoors to acknowledge a toast.
Bl Wk . HU
HJf Kgk Jul
jjS(k*
BflMBii i ,, JM4Blnafl
charms of the young woman.
-"A toast, ladies and gentlemen
- to the happiest man in London!'
3 All raised their glasses and
i echoed him.
I 'To the happiest ' man in Lon!
don!"
!
i The guests had long since gone,
t but I knew the futility of going
, to bed, of tiying to sleep. Altei3
nateiy staring into the fire and
: pacing the floor, I scarcely heard
. the knock on the living room
- door.
i Again the knock, louder. I went
3 to the door. There she was, lookt
lng pale and tense. I looked at her
[ silently.
"Aren't you going to ask me
i in?" she demanded at last,
i "Yes. Yes, of course."
"You're not very hospitable," she
. exclaimed, going to the fire.
"You shouldn't have come."
"I had to. Because I know whet
[ you're thinking about Oliver and
r me ? and you re so wrong! Oliver
i has absolutely no claim on me.
, After all, every woman meets men
i who are attracted to her ? who
call her 'darling1."
"But Oliver is my son."
', "Don't dramatise that!" she said
f angrily. "True, Oliver liked to
t take me about, flirt .a little. But I
9 never encouraged him. I even told
- him about you ? that Td met
t a man I could never forget. And
1 tonight I told him that 'you were ,
- that man."
e She looked at me hopefully*,
e with a shaky little smile. For a
a long time I said nothing. Then,
- despairingly:
? "Why 3on't you go? Why can't
f you leave me In peace?"
r "Would you be in peace If X
a left you?"
"No," I acknowledged bitterly.
- "But even If Oliver means nothing
e to you, you mean something to
Ir him. rm not going to take you
i. away from him."
r "Take me away!" she cried anr
grlly. "What am I ? a chair, a
s table, a desk? Why. you've spent
0 your whole life giving things to
, Oliver. But I won't be giver f"
i. She urged me to go to Oliver.
3 to tell him that she end I loved
s each other. He was onlv a hoy ?
be would forget. Still I refused,
" ell 1 uk<4 her to go awn v.
e r? awav." snld T.lvla ' f"
ronr Ufa. if v-w'U
Sw ? tklns 1 .ooU In ?* ?' ?
I, ?' tb etwmmtm ? * '*
? ws ?t ? mm-" ~
I ? ?e o,vtf v- |-i? "er
[ j ie> Vflj "<4 r c'?
g 1 a* 'once ?y.c ?udden>
'?i rnv ?rsre,- ?I? *? Wlld!
iv H.-Ing he* "I ' ? 'nil
, T s^ali love ??i '(.-??? ? ant
f ever - and ?? *
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"Why Don'tcha Can That, Br<
Wrist Watt
A carload of high grade Hereford
cattle, purchased In Virginia and
Western North Carolina is expected
to improve the beef cattle industry
in Northampton County, reports Assistant
Farm Agent 11. G. Snipes.
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Have Your Eyes Examined,
Glasses Fitted
?By?
DR. D. M. MORRISON
Optometrist Eye Specialist
Will be in Gings Mountain Office
on Every Tuesday and Friday
afternoons. Hours 1 P. M. to
e P. M.
How often people have u
when they're short of ca
convenient to go to the
more to a checking accoi
protect you from thievei
receipts when cancelled.
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end Girls' Context this year. Thcy'ro
beeutiesi A paech of a Lionel Electric
Train and 7 other corking good pr ies 11
for boyt. A beeutiful 27" Effenbae Doll
in a smart Burgundy outfit and 7 ctr.er
lovely prises for girls. Coma and ask us "w
how you can enter, what you have t?
do to win. It's easy to be a winner. Curao
today?riqht nowl
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ised that very phrase . . .
ish and it would be inbank.
However, there's
lint than that. . . checks
ry and also furnish legal
nal Bank
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