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"V- V . . / . ' \ THIIRSDAY, SEPTEMBER 20, i9S4 • // : i\^ <. t 4 THE (iUNTON CHR0NlCt.k. CLINTONi S C c \ 1 !■ : PAGE SEVEN visiting at -the bij^ place.' It wa-s Half-way down the slbpe ^shfe^at(:ip- „ . ^ . ig place. It wa.s tiait-way down the slbpe ^shF'at(:ip- CAI^D OF^THANKS ;eas5^M^e a nice little Wd-made map ped. , - ' ’ ^' iji I am very grateful to the voter* ! of the roads here,” 1ie added calmlS’^ , . Something \vas moving doi^h there,v Laurens ^county for electing me m She rose. “HI get yoi/something to, “^dnying toward heri^Jft became a f'R-j Game ^Warden, .and wish to publicly* eat,’’- she said quietly, and went into^*'^'» wavering strangely^ all light andl^jjp'fss mv appreciation. ’ tie kit9hen. • > ,’I pale except, foi; js ide ,dark eyes and a I-promise JLo conduct in , to the mtcWn.:iShe!i'‘5* “1 ■''"*'“■■'’,11.™- knew why Jini'had eotne all the w^ay^ * T ,from Granleigh-to Mareton, How, -"f«» M ifould she keep-him from doii*',whatlf;‘"‘' «'’? «',» ''of Itll tha people at all time.,. ^he was bent on doing? t-' , ’t.'-ank :haek,- ,, , „ , . . . , . 'shuddering. ^ , . .. . Kennedy swallowed the last of hii^r “nrtii’t’ nh - “ coffee; "Thanks, Nancy. Pretty decent] It's Nancy! Panlal-f' . MTO MEET'-fRIDA* . ! of you, all things cqnsideied. No, 11 Aaiain*that low'cry came^wthe ghost of ' §.lhipbell Lodge No. .44, A. F. M., cant Stop for more. I’m calling^ j, calling.Vto1ier. fFale-hands hold a regular communicatilon J.some friends of mine at a place called,i reachmg out to drag herl^^'day night,.Sept. 21st, at 8 o’clock. oney she had brought 'in]ing in frdm the desert side, jhatj'«»i''’illing_body down there, to black,!‘n F. C. degree. All>embc» 1 way «nd manner that you will'hot re- gieal havi.ig Voted for me and will end«a|f\*or to look' after the interest of LEE. Trail’s End yield her a liv- [ Anne heard the sound of a car. com- “ FOURTEENTH INSTALLMl^^T Synopsis: Three weeks after a ing; xne wuney anc n«u uivu«uv ...i...® •.* v..c .w.,.e. .^uok; ? now” | . - v • . ' U iare uro-pd tn hi» nrAupfif cream colored roadster had been found'the little gold bag was nearly gone would be dear oldBoone. She Went' „ - , ' , r , ,. ^ ishining water, greedy.and cold. For urf«a « be prewnt. Lets sW wrwked in 4e sea^at the foot of^a'now^sbe Sd notLked Barry for any.^over to a window and looked out. t , He pushed Uck his chair ani^ found another moment of gasping terror sheltK/aH reason off with a full attend- cliff^w girl calling herself Anne Gush- after *he had learned how embarrass ing appears, at th€ desert town, Mars- |ed he was for actual c«h. ton. Laitcr she marries Barry Du£nei . If she went away, it was almost a and againit her better judgment re-! cerUihty that she would never see turns East with him to find herself in' Barry, again. He-would let it kill him daily conflict'with Barry’s mother before he gave in. and Cleo Pendleton, heiresj and logi-: She shivered under her protecting cal choice of Mrs. Duane. Cleo‘bril>e8 coat and went back into the house, her .chauffeur^ Kennedy,, whom she ♦ »• • At the Perch, Martha, engaged for the purpose, waited on the w’hims of Barry’s w’l^en guests with suspicious discovers in secret conversations’with Anne, to separate Anne and Barry. Barrj*' succeeds in interesting John Gage, the real manager of the Duane j eyes and an .uncompromising jaw. mills, in his irrigation project in the] “it ain’t respectable,she said West. Hurryingv to break the goodj crossly to Petry, ‘havin’ those fancy news to Anne, Barry sights Kennedy j lookin’ women here, almost the min- and follows him to a dingy hotel.. Hid-' ute Miss Anne’s gone.” den in an . adjoining doorw'ay, he! '‘‘TJiey sure was fixed up for din- watches Kennedy greet Anne and eri-jner,” she admitted.^ ter the.hotel with her. Barry inter-1 Martha, fiercely pursuing her p\yn rupts the meeting 'and takes Anne | train of thought, paid not the slight- home, telling her that they will dis-lest attention to him. It w'as not the big grey car. This t Jhis hat. was black, or had been, and it w'as'* much smaller and a* little battered,' said--Anne’ dplly. She felt ^0 awfully tired. .‘‘She’d never do it for you, Nancy,” he said suddenly. and the driver was not Petry. The! “We’re different,” door flashed open. Anne stood there. "Jim!" sh* said breathlessly. "What!™*‘'',‘t'l.^''"’"-''-.''''’"’' are you doing here?” Ithere! Why cant you let it drop? ‘‘Thanks for come. I’ll >come j His grin was mocking, but he gave; “.Sorry not to-oblige, but I'm afraid here^ ! .u aa.vp, the enthusiastic wel-iS'’''*‘’“ *'’* “H this hattng? in, if you don’t mind.”’”'"^ dare you-oh. Jim, don t go! cuss time. a „ separation at some future ■‘‘Of -course it’s all right. Ought to have’ thought of it myself. But. it won’t hurt to be a little careful what you say, when .that little trick is around. She sounds to me like a pretty smai t^young woman.”^ ‘ ^Lbng Ibefore the day was ended Cleo had formed her own opinion of the Gage family. ‘‘She’s afraid of him,” Cleo thought shrewdly. ‘‘He’s prpud of her, but she knows he could be as hard as nails.” ‘All rthis tklk about letters! You needn’t tell me Miss Anne ever invit-' ask why,’ her a X>ast her ‘‘No, ,rm all right. Why have-.you epme here?” * ‘‘Just dropped in to make a call.” He was looking deliberately around him. - ‘ . “No sign of the haughty hnsband. Are domestic relations still strained^ or are you just hiding out Until com^- pany goes hom§?” ‘‘I’ve left. It’s over, everything is over, and you should be the last to frantic ■ By order of W. M. , " V. P. Adair, Secretaiy. WAN T S ertdured it, and then her shrieks came. ‘‘Oh, no, no\ I can’t come, Nancy, I can’t! I’ll tell! j’H,make it right for We’re just I didn’t mean it—I didn’t.” On the upper road walking horses thudded into a run. Some distance j back along the road to MarstonJ^^^ RENT Sevnen-room bungalow Petry straightened up from his in- -4l on See South Owens street. l>ection of-the ditched W'reckage an pid black car, listened once more FOR RENT—ten-room residence just A. J. , Up -sharp glance as he sauntered'! have to.” His face had flushed oiacK car, iistenea once more FOR REP4T—ten-room residence ler ‘‘What’s the matter’ Sick‘^’’is'l'ghtly. Dusk had dwsed in. ‘f®*' ^hat thin sound of terror and 1 outside city limits, With?all fcity ■ ' Anne utood in the, doonvay ^nd " " watched it Her head hurt "but her ^®"''® ^''’e minute.s too watened Her head hurt, hut ber dodged back among the trees mind w,, fr,nt«ally by.,y. Jim was;^.„j ,„raed. nn.ier hia breath. aking the longet »ay. out through | ... (Continued Neat Week). the desert..He didn t know the rough | - short cut. And it \\;as dark—he might; lose his way agaU»P-i- * She slipped, into a coat, slammed ed her.jup here. And him stakin’ it all in like a ninny! Oh w'ell, I suppose men can’t help bein,’ simpletons.” Kennedy made a brief sound like a muted whistle. “Took it hard, didn’t he?” He Martha slammed her iron down j frowned and moved his shoulders ir- w’rathfully. Cleo had tpte.sed her sev-1 ritably. ‘‘Keep your chin up, and he’ll eral frocks to press, and Martha w'asicome back.” "Jim Kennedy, waiting patiently at the little junction, saw a hunch come true. ‘‘Little Cleo! She’s eome out to pol ish off the job and collect Duane, I suppose,” He reflected cynically. ‘‘Lit tle lady, if I didn’t have some impor tant business of my* own on hand. I’d give myself the pleasure of. crabbing your game.” - - Jim Kennedy released tightened nerves, .strolled down the street to a local garage, and began tuning up his ., old car. . Barry met his guests at Marston • .station. He drove ^'down '‘klone, not bringing Petry. Lately he had avoid- * ed any unnecessary intercourse with Petry, and Petry had avoided him. Three people instead of two alight ed from the two-thirty-eight. Decency demianded that he should not look too dumbfounded, ^ut Barry’s thoughts went racing..hack to bhe Perch; where there was no Nancy to meet Cleo Pe^n- dleton, who had dashed across a con tinent without warning. ( ; , ‘‘Hello, <:ieo!” ' ‘‘ ’Lo Barry, you needn’t look so pet4 rified. Didn’t Nancy get my letter?”* “Why, nd, I th'ink not: At least, it ' may have been forwarded, .too late for hef to let- me know.” He remembered his duties as host. “So you see it’s a real surprise,” he added hastily, and turned apologetically to the other two. ,. ‘‘Pra frightfully^ sorry,” he said, “but Mrs. Duane won’t be able to re- !i ceivt you. She was—called away, only a feV days ago. It was very'unexpecU. . ed — and it had' to happen tjsB. wrong time, of course.'"!’!! do my best < to be both of us.” ‘‘d-o-o-h!” said Cleo softly. ‘‘You’ll be a wonderful substitute, Barry, but it’s'.fi shame that Nancy had to go."” ' Her f yes were sparkling. Ddm'n.Cleo, Barry thought moodily doing it with indigni^t efficiency. Cleo was fully, aware of - Marthk Larrabee’s antipathy^_ '* “Disagreeable old thing,” she thought as she-caught sight of Mar tha’s ample form in the distance. “I believe she knbWa vyhere Nancy is . . . I wish I knew th® way to that Trail’s End place qf hers.” For the present she had to be con tent to wait. JohniGage had come here business. On the very night of Anne shook her head. It was not a the doorsand ran out to the corral. IT ISN’T TOO LATE con- D. Henry, tf IF-IT CAN BE eLEANED*'~OR pressed, Royal can do it. Royal Dry Cleaners. South Broad Street, Phone 77. tf -^LOOK! LOOK! “With an increase foodstuffs for the coming seaso|^, re- Paula Gage was alone and time member that it isn’t too late t6 help dragged heavily. John and Barry the grocery bill by using the Duane had-left early. Late in the af-Ui^He space you might have in thj ternoon Cleo had invited herself to haek yard for wjnter gardens,” says accompany Petry on . a- hurrieil run- R- Perry, teacher of vocational ag riculture in th^ Clinton high school. The following is a list of things that' American Boy now $1.00 per ye«r. in the price of ^2.00 for S years. “The seed are 'cheap, and with little labor everyone can have things abundantly,” Mr. Perry said. JAMES W. CALDWELL Anything In the Way of Msgaiines HAT DO P. S. Jeanes DOT into Marston Paula could spare ('leo, but she hat ed this place where she had to look!still be planted with safety, ac-^ ...... ...v-v,.v .... ..uk « all day at water, hiding rocks and]coaling to Mr. Perry: Beets, cabbage, subject she could discuss, with Jim. jj^lmy things beneath its surfkce calm.carrots, spinach, kale, kohl- “How did you know I w'as here?” jshe hated water. She—^?aw things in mu.stard, and turnip-^. KenSerfy propped into a chair and fit.- " settled himself comfortably. j Restlessly she went outside. Down “How'did l!!know? Ask me a ha^d;j."^ough the trees the lake glimmered one, Nancy., I k'hew where yoU!d.s»tart- darkly. Where the trees came close it ed for, and that you had a little ranch | was dark. She hated it, but it dragged! SUBSCRIBE TO THE CHRONICLE somewhere near here, and who was | at her^ ^ ' ' “The Paper Everybody Reads’* PHILCO Radios & Tubes Smith’s Pharmacy on their arrival Barry had made his wor ried apologies to her,* and the next morning he Snd Gage had started off early on horseback. Already Cleo w’as bored to suffoca tion. All day long W’ith Paula Gage, j and not a man in sight to make lifej endurable for either of thqm, except] a Chinese cook an'd^ leathery old man, called Petry. To be sure, he had .stop-1 der his work and taken her for a ridef after lunch, but in spite of her point-j ed suggestions they had gone nowhere j near Trail’s End;. j ^hovtly after dinner Gag^ had un-!- ceremoniously claimed Barry’s atten-[ tion, and the two were sitting at the] far end,of the room, talking boringi things. Cleo went, outside to find j Paula* Gage. Paula w'as wandering j aimlessly up and down the ’ long veranda. The next morning Petry drove Gage over to the county seat to do some long -distance telephoning. Paula w'ent w'ith'him, and Barry wAs free to de vote at least part of his day to Cleo. “How about a ride?” he suggested, and Cleo agreed promptly. She looked particularly engaging in riding clothes, and she knew it. Barry’s so ber face brightened„as she ran down the steps to join him. - | He helped her up, and she found herself nvouhted on a glistening little., bay.'-" * ) *" ' “yiThere are you going to take me, !!l'*A«3rwlisre you want to go,''vbe an swered unguardedly. . * “I’d, Ipto see Nancy’s little ranch, '^air% End, isn’t it ? Let’s go there.” “I’m sorry. I’m afraid we can’t do that. It’s—a bad trail.” , “Nancy rode it! I’ll take a chance.” “But I won’t, Cleo. What’s the next', choica?”' He had to.watch himself to keep an i- or to Teach? Let The Home faper Follow You! .Nam]iy might aL least have sent him wor4'*bout that letter. That/the letter had tberely been another of MUleo’s lit- edge out of his voice. But he could tie Actions he could scarcely know, not let anybody from Granleigh get Nanc# had let him down again. j throujrh to that isolated little- valley Ga|te gave him a sharp‘'look and'and find Nancy drudging through the said “Too bad! Too bad!” in his gruff i days in a shabby old ranch house, way. . Barry was really grateful for bleakly alone. the interruption of Cleo’s clear voice. Cleo’s eyes were shining. Npw she “Barry, you’fe terribly disfa'ppoint- knew that Nancy was there. ing. I thought you’d look like.a movie *^Oh, all right. Lead on and I’l^ fol- hero, and you haven’t even a gun to shoot the rattlesnakes.” “I left it home. They don’t usually bite a Cadillac.” Barry wm finding his fqet again. “LJl.look after the lug- gage^: Mri Gage.” “Your town looks a. little tired, but your air is great. I have.an idea I’ll be for the ham and eggs you pronttsed me.” '. ' From a.sheltered point on 1i rocky hillside, Anne saw them go by. She'vondered what she would have done with her days without Comet. Petry had brought him dowrf Afce same day that she had left the jferch. “I guMs he kinda belongs here, don’t Ir ? It ain’t safe not to have any way of gettin’ out except on foot." vet muzzle, and Anne had not had the heart to'let "him go. V" . It wgs nearly dark when she unsad dled Comet and went up the familiar path to the little House. Home was loiiely. Once inside, she went about the business of preparing a meal. Not low!” When they returned tl^y still had the place to. themselves. Cleo .came close to him, her fingers resting lightly on hi*, arm. “Barry, I ijras awfully stupid about Trail’s End. I just didn’t think.” The guarded look came again. i "I’m afraid I don’t get the idea.” “Oh, it’s tfll right—I didn’t realize that it might be—hard for you to go! there..Of course I’d heard things, ,bdt ‘ ’—is it really as bad as that?” r 'He wondered how the'devjl things could have got out that fast, and why i people couldn’t be allowdH to keep! ^ir o#n troubles decently to them selves. pretty bad,” he admitted jerki 1,,^. wmt the home news — haye THE If you CHRONICLE sent to you---its re visits will be^^just like a letter frp^ hoiiie^’ -y-T-' 'I Special Students and Teachers Rate of $1.00 for Nine Months Comet had bniHiedi^her with a vel-fty. 'Td raUiCT not talk about it, if you ind.” it don’t mini “Of "course, we won’t. But I just wanted you to know how badly I feel about iL” V , The coaxing fingers moved softly and then slid away. A dry cough soun4pd tehiiid them. The Gages had ^because she was hungry but because returned and must have come in she must keep doing things. When the m^l was over She wan dered out again, looking up at th^ low, bright stars. How long could she live here ? Where would she go if she left ? VtT] dwindling capital and -bar slender knowledge of 'ranch- throuidi the hack way. Gage looked at them srith his blunt stare, grunted a. greeting and addressed himself to Bariry. Cleo decided that she loathed John Gage. . ■ * * * • • . y were lengthening when “The Family Newspaper Everybody Reads” I 1*T 1*^1 • flii I• ^ IT"'’' . .a. ',>30^'