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Thursday, March 31,'1932
McCORMICK MESSENGER, McCORMICK, SOUTH CAROLINA
PAGE NUMBER THR1
^RUBY M. AYRfS
THIRD INSTALMENT
At twenty-two the only thing:
Diana really desired was another
woman’s husband. A nervous wreck
from the excitement and strain of
London’s gay life, she is taken by
her aunt, Mrs. Gladwyn, to a fam
ous specialist’s office. The phy
sician orders her to the country to
take a long rest. She rebels, but
the doctor is handsome and sym-
S athetic. She learns that he is not
be great man himself but an as
sistant, Dr. Rathbone. “God made
the country and man made the
town,” he tells her, and she agrees
to go to a rural retreat.
Before she leaves she goes to
Dennis Waterman’s flat, where
they are surprised by Linda, Den-
She was dreaming, of course— 1 stopped, and Miss Starling rose,
dreaming backwards into a past
which she had almost forgotten.
Such a queer world—different,
somehow ....
Diana tried to raise her head
“I think we might have the blind
up a little,” the Creature said. “It’s
such a wonderful evening.”
The blind was raised a little
higher, and Diana caught a glimpse
from the pillow, but the effort was of leafy trees and a patch of blue
too great, and she lay still for a lit- sky through lacy boughs,
tie, eyes closed again, breathing “Where is this place she?” asked
heavily. ' suddenly.
A hand on her wrist now—not! Surrey—about a mile outside a
Aunt Gladwyn’s hand—but 'one,little village called Cheam.”
that was firm and strong; a hand
that seemed to put new life and i
Diana made a little grimace.
“Dr. Rathbone has a house not
strength into one . . . not like Den- far away,’
nis Waterman’s hand, that only ently.
Miss Starling said pres-
nes’s wife, who takes the situation made one’s pulses jerk suffocating
‘Oh!” Diana was wearily twisting
quite calmly. “I suppose ly and filled one’s heart with un- the soft strands of her hair once
you to marry her?” she asks Den
nis.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
“Upon my word, Linda ”
rest. more. “Is that why I’m here?”
Diana gave a little stifled cry. she asked. “So that it will be easy
She remembered now: he was the!for him to come and see me?”
doctor from Harley Street whose “it makes it more convenient for
She laughed in cool unconcern.
“My dear boy, pleasfc- don’t pre-' eyes seeme( i to pierce through him of course; he is a very busy
tend. You forget that this isn’t the (all ^ bravery of her carefully red- man, and if you had been a great
first time I’ve had to stand by and bp S an( i make-up, right way off he would probably have put
watch you muddle your way out of down through her artificiality, to you in the care of another doctor.”
an affair like this. I don’t really trembling weakness of her.
care, except for Diana’s sake—she
looks ill, terribly ill.”
“Are you going to blame me for
that? Really, this is beyond a
joke. I suppose you’re annoyed
because I brought her here to din
ner. Perhaps that was stupid of
me, but ”
She came a step forward, her
bright eyes meeting his very di
rectly.
“If you want me to divorce you,
y Dennis—I will,” she said.
There was a moment of absolute
silence; then she went on, still in
the same unemotional way:
“I think I’ve grown a little tired
of this sort of life. We’re neither
married nor unmarried, and after
all, I’m still young, and there are i
other men in the world.” ‘
“Other men—you mean ...”
“Never mind what I mean. I’m
making you a fair offer. If you
want to marry Diana I’m willing to
divorce you. You’d better think it
well over before you refuse,” she
added with a little ironical smile,
“because I may never be so gener
ous again.”
Dennis stifled an oath. He Ibok-
•cd hot and angry as he went out
of the room.
Linda sighed and turned with a
.smile as Diana returned. She had
coloured her lips and her cheeks,
and she looked less worn, but there
was a little defiant light in her eyes
as she came towards Linda.
“I really feel terribly apologetic,”
she said rather unsteadily.
Linda went with them to the
door.
“Don’t kee£ her out too late, Den
nis,” she said lightly. “And I hope
you’ll have a good time,” she add
ed, a hint of laughter in her voice.
Behind Diana’s back Dennis gave
his wife a furious look; he felt that
he was being made a fool of, and
the sensation was not pleasant.
They rode in silence till the* cab
stopped at the Savoy.
They went to the ballroom, which
was not at all crowded, and Den
nis ordered champagne.
He almost wished he had insisted
“Why should he? I suppose he’d
be paid, no matter how far away I
was.”
“Money is not everything. Dr.
He heard the little cry and came
back.
“Well,” he said very gently as if
he were speaking to a child. Diana Rathbone dees a great deal without
smiled too, confidently. | any fee at all.”
“You’ve got your own way,” she “He’ll be paid for ms.”
whispered. “Yes, but then you’ve plenty of
He laughed at that. money. There are many poor peo-
“I generally do in the long run,” pie far more ill than you are who
he^ said. cannot afford to pay anything.”
“Don’t keep her out too late, Dennis,” she said lightly.
lecture!” Diana
told
upon staying at the flat with Linda. Diana also discovered that once
He roused himself with an effort upon a time she had been a nurse
It was wearisome work trying to “Another
get well; more wearisome when at herself.
last Diana felt the first tug of re- There was an unbroken silence
turning health and the consequent for some moments, then Diana ask-
revolt against enforced inaction.
Everyone was so tryingly optim
istic. No matter how much Diana
sulked or how rude she tried to be,
she was met with the same deter
mined kindness and good temper
from the woman who, -as she soon
discovered, was a trained nurse and
in charge of her.
This “Creature,” as Diana soon
called her to herself, was fortyish,
with gray hair and the peaceful ex
pression of one who has gone
through so many turbulent waves
that life no longer frightened her.
Her proper name was Miss Starl
ing: a name which Diana thought
most suitable, seeing that she was
eternally chirping tidings of good
hope and wonderful days to come
•ourse he would see that her wishes
r ere obeyed.
CHAPTER V
It would be fun to get out of bed
’.mi creep over to the window, fun
'o see what lay outside, under the
shelter of those leafy trees.
She listened, but there was' no
mund in the house, and with a lit
tle elfish smile she put the bed
slothes gently aside and swung her
feet down to the floor.
Her legs felt as if they did not
belong to her, and if there had not
been a table and a chair to cling
to she would never have reached
the window at all. But she was
there at last, breathless and faint,
with beads of exhaustion on her
face.
The fresh air revived her a lit
tle, and she knelt down by the op
en window, both hands clinging to
the narrow sill.
It was very beautiful; Diana
knelt there by the window looking
out with eyes that were somehow
tragic in her white face.
She felt weak and helpless; she
wished it was not so far back to
bed. Not that she wanted to go
back—she felt that she could have
stayed here forever looking out on
the fields and trees and hedges.
She hated the country, and yet it
gave her such a feeling of peace:
like someone laying a cool hand on
vour forehead when it ached very
badly after a succession ot late
lights.
She turned round and looked at
the bed—it seemed miles away. She
made an effort to rise but checked
herself quickly. She was sure she
would fall. The bell was so far
away too—on the other side of the
bed, and she was too weak to cry
out. She might try, but they
would not hear her if she did.
(CONTINUED NEXT WEEK)
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Good Gardening Pays
Union County Family
HORTICULTURIST CITES AN
OTHER EXAMPLE FOR INSPIR
ATION IN 1932
VtfiY
(>i/AAAW MARStlALJ-
LEGAL
NOTICE OF TAX SALE
Under and by virtue of a war
rant issued to me by the County
Treasurer of McCormick County, I
have seized the following described
property to satisfy the taxes due
;he State of South Carolina and
the County of McCormick, for the
year 1930, and the same will be
sold to the highest bidder for cash
,, , , on salesday in April 1932, during
Maybe there isn t a drop of Irish the legal hours of sale at the store
blood in your veins but if there room formerly occupied by T. M.
isn’t any Irish lace in your Spring D ? r ?} <? n f £ u J? ust ? Stree !£’ McCor-
mick, South Carolina, and the pro
wardrobe you won t be in on one ceeds of the sale will be applied to
of the smartest fashions of the the payment of the said taxes and
season the cost of said seizure and sale,
i-r. . wit:
Right now there is something i The property of T. M. Dorn, and
is described as follows:
Furniture and ‘ fixtures, consist
ing mainly of two stoves, one show
case, tables, one cracker stand, and
small lot of groceries, etc.
J. T. FOOSHE,
Tax Collector, McCormick County.
McCormick, S. C.,
March 15, 1932.—3t.
decidedly attractive about black
silk crepe or satin dresses made
with cuffs or undersleeves and col
lars of Irish lace. Don’t hesitate
to buy a dress of this sort. Maybe
it is going to become a very popular
fashion and maybe six months
from now you won’t care so much
about it. Well, it’s smart now,
and later on you can take out the
Irish lace and add something else
that is newer.
NOTICE OF TAX SALE
UNION, March 21.—An acre of
ground snitched from a cotton field
on the Douglas Edwards farm in
this county and made into a vege
table garden produced a total of
$466.05 in value of vegetables and
Another phase of the Irish lace
fashion presents itself in the form
of blouses. There are entire
blouses made of Irish pattern lace,
very simple and easy to wear, just
the thing to wear under a new two-
and touched Diana’s hand.
“Do you care to dance?”
“As you like.”
She rose apathetically, and they
joined the dancers.
The brilliant lights of the ball
room blinded her, and the noise of
the band suddenly became deafen
ing, driving her half mad.
She gave a little foolish laugh.
“ ‘ Man made the town,’ ” she
said—“the horrible, horrible town
. . ” Then, with a little moaning
cry, she slipped to the floor at Den
nis Waterman’s feet.
CHAPTER IV
Everything was so very quiet, as
if one had slipped out of life into
the infinite space where only the
stars hung against their dark back
ground and the cool winds blew.
She opened her eyes and looked
round the room. Drawn blinds
veiled most of it from her, but she
could faintly pick out a flowered
wall paper and the shadowy shape
of a dressing table—an old-fash
ioned-looking dressing table in a
chintz-and-muslin petticoat.
That was queer, for she had nev
er seen a dressing table like that
since she was quite a little girU pok
ing about in a wooden workbox on
her grandmother’s dressing table.
in a big London hospital, but that
ed: “Is he married?”
“Dr. Rathbone? No.”
“He ought to be,” Diana said per
versly. “He’s quite old.”
“What do you call ‘quite old’?”
,Diana considered. “Oh—forty, I
suppose.”
“Dr. Rathbone is only about
thirty-eight.”
“He looks fifty,” Diana declared
unkindly.
“How did I come here?” Diana
asked.
“Dr. Rathbone brought you. You
were taken ill—perhaps you re
member—and Mrs. Gladwyn rang
Dr. Rathbone because she was
frightened and did not know what
to do.”
“I only fainted. It wasn’t any
thing.”
No answer again.
Has Aunt Gladwyn been to see
she had given it up in order to re- me ?
tire into the country and take in l Rathbone would not al-
difficult cases for specialists. ! her to come ”
Dr. Rathbone isn’t a specialist,” “Dr. Rathbone seems to think he
was Diana’s first remark that
showed any return to her old spirit.
can rule my life. I suppose I shall
soon have to ask his permission
“Dr. Rathbone runs a small
home for children at his own ex
pense—that cannot be done for a
Dr. Rathbone,’ Miss Starling re- when I want new clothes,
torted calmly, “is a very wonder- j ^ don » t think they would inter _
ful man; he has saved your life,' es t him.”
whatever you may think of him.” • “j do n’t suppose I interest him
I don t think of him at all,” either, really—do I?”
Diana retorted peevishly, and turn- “Very much—as a patient.”
ed her face against the pillow, clos- “j suppose he makes a great deal
ing her eyes. 0 f money.”
Miss Starling sat at the window, Miss Starling said quietly:
knitting by the light which shone
through the half-closed curtains;
she did not really need any light at
all, seeing that she always knitted ! s ma u sum .
mechanically, with hardly a down
ward glance.
The needles made an irritating
little clicking sound.
Diana flung the clothes back
restlessly.
“Can’t I get up?”
“Not till Dr. Rathbone says you
may.”
“He won’t say it for ages.”
“Then I’m afraid you’ll have to
stay in bed.”
Petulant tears filled Diana’s eyes.
The clicking of knitting needles
“He seems to be a kind of hero,”
Diana sneered.
“Can I get you anything? If not,
I shall leave you for a little while.”
“I don’t want anything,” was the
not very gracious reply.
The door closed softly.
Why had the Creature letf her
alone? She did not want to be left
alone to her thoughts. When Rath
bone came again she would tell him
that she would not be left to her
thoughts, not for a single moment.
If he was such an autocrat, of
left a net profit of $353.30 after piece suit that you may wear under
expenses totaling $112.75 including I your coat now and without a top
all costs of seed, fertilization, pois- coat later on.
ons, and $53 for upkeep of car used Another interesting type of Irish
for delivery, according to Mrs. Ed- luce blouse is made with alternat-
wards’ account of her experience * n g strips of net and Irish lace. The
and carefully kept record. strips of net are run with fine pin
“This is but another illustration tucks and are possibly twice as wide
of the money value of the farm as the Irish lace insertion. For a
garden” says A. E. Schilletter, ex-I more summery looking blouse you
tension horticulturist in charge of could use fine handkerchief linen
the garden contest, who is now busy f or the strips between the Irish lace
with the contest for 1932. insertion.
Some statements from Mrs. Ed- Then there are new Eton packet
wards’ account are illuminating: costumes, made with a high waist-
“I studied the garden letters ed skirt and a short jacket with the
from Clemson and Winthrop, thus ^ish lace under blouse showing be-
learning what to plant at regular neath the jacket. .
intervals and how to combat the Th e sketch shows one of the new
insects of which I had my share blac k silk crepe dresses, made with
during the summer, but was able to I a yoke of Irish lace and finished
Under and by virtue of a war
rant issued to me by the County
Treasurer of McCormick County, I
have seized the following described
property to satisfy the taxes due
the State of South Carolina and
the County of McCormick, for the
years 1928, 1929 and 1930, and the
same will be sold to the highest
bidder for cash on salesday in
April 1932, during the legal hours of
sale in front of the Court House
Door at McCormick, South Caro
lina, and the proceeds of the sale
will be applied to the payment of
the said taxes and the cost of said
seizure and sale, to wit:
The property of Mrs. C. R. Winn
and is described as follows:
338 Acres of land, more or less, in
Scnooi Diserict No. 24, in the Coun
ty of McCormick, S. C., bounded on
the north by lands of Mrs. J. R.
Werts and lands formerly of W. P.
Culbreath, east by lands of J. H.
Bauknight, west by lands of W. K.
Charles, trustee, and J. P. Talbert,
and on the south by lands of W.JR.
Gilchrist and nrobably others.
J. T. FOQSHE,
Tax Collector, McCormick County.
McCormick, S. C.,
March 15, 1932.—3t. _
!■-■ 1 1 1 —■»
NOTICE OF TAX SALE
combat them without serious dam
age.
“In January I took a catalog and
decided what I wished to grow in
my garden and ordered the seed.
I planned my garden so as to have
with two artificial flowers made
from Irish lace.
These flowers can be bought or
they can be made from Irish lace
edging—the lace drawn into four
or five petals with either the plain
-i-v-
Soil Saving-Stressed
Terracing Campaign
all vegetables that would mature | or irregular edge outside,
at the same period planted togeth
er, in order to more easily prepare
the ground for a second crop. In
that way the ground was kept busy
all the year instead of a one crop
garden. I did most of the work
of cultivation with the wheel plow
and hoe.
During the drought last fall X
tried to keep a dust mulch by shal
low cultivation, and still planting
at regular intervals, and when it
Under and by virtue of a warrant
issued to me by the County Treas
urer of McCormick County, I have
seized the following described prop
erty to satisfy the taxes due the
State of South Carolina and the
County of McCormick for'the years
1927, 1928, 1929 and 1930, and the
same will be sold to the highest
bidder for cash on salesday in April
1932, during the legal hours of sale
in front of the Court House Door
at McCormick, South Carolina, and
the proceeds of the sale will be ap
plied to the payment of the said
taxes and the cost of said seizure
and sale, to wit:
The property of formerly H. C.
Tillman, now John Fox, trustee, and
is described as follows:
43 Acres of land, more or less, in
School District No. 24, County of
McCormick, S. C., bounded on the
north by lands of George A. Tal
bert; on east by Highway n 0 . 20;
on south by lands of T. W. Lahham
and on the west by lands of C. L.
Wideman and Mrs. Frances L. Free
man, and probably, others.
J. T. FOOSHE,
Tax Collector, McCofinick County.
McCormick, S. C. : ,
March, 15, 1932.-r-3t..
HUMORETTES
Mrs. Talkalot (at.musicale)—Oh,
Mrs. Gosseppe, ; I. tiad so much to
say to you, and now the pianist is
through. ..
Mrs. Gosseppe—I’m just dying to
hear it. Let’s encore him.
CLEMSON COLLEGE, Mar. 21.—
Terracing as a means of conserv
ing soil fertility and as a basis for
soil building was stressed in a six
weeks campaign just closed in 14
counties and consisting of 21 field
did rain I had a good stand of win- I demonstrations conducted by J. T.
ter vegetables that have been both McAlister, extension agricultural
healthful and profitable. I found engineer and the county farm
it a pleasure and a profit; and af- agent. Considerable interest has
;er keeping an exact record I found bee n manifested on the part of the
had raised 31 varieties; made farmers since fund s are very limit-
3061 servings to the family, have ed this y ear for the purchase of
315 quarts of canned fruit and commercial fertilizers and they
vegetables, two bushels of onions, realize more than ever that a pro-
15 bushels of Irish potatoes, 45 ductive soil is ver y necessary in
pounds of salad seed, one peck 0 f P roducin g under present condit-
shelled Lima beans, 40 bushels of i° ns -
sweet potatoes, five bushels of Much hard work must be done
white peas, five bushels of peanuts eacb year in building up terraces
for winter use. an d repairing breaks, Mr. McAlister
“My husband and I did all the P° ints out - Where the terrace is
work in 319 hours and 150 hours of n0 ^ properly located, much of this
lorse labor, but we feel well repaid l ab °r is lost. Hence, the proper
in the health, pleasure, and profit location of the terrace was featur
ed in the field demonstrations and
a special method of plowing to con-
First Senator—Is the new Sena
tor Whozis regular?
Second Senator—Is he regular!
Say he agrees with nobody!
Goofus—I would like to
dogwood cane.
Clerk—Yes, sir—one with
bark on it?
see
the
Bundsoe—Did Mayor Thompson
William’s recent political speech
bear fruit.
Doughty—I’ll say! Hecklers pelt
ed him with both the hen and
grape varieties.
we realized from this plot.
X
A psychiaritrist states that only
20 per cent of habitual drug users
take to drugs on account of ill
ness, and that the chief cause is
contact with other users and bad
associates.
struct a distinct water furrow above
the terrace was shown. If this
water furrow, which should be
broad, is maintained during the
cultivating season the terrace is
much less likely to break during
heavy rains. The terrace should
also be wide enough to accommo
date three rows of plants.
That methods of running rows
have a very decided effect on wash
ing between terraces was stressed
in the demonstrations. If gulleys
develop, the rows empty the water
into it and may cause the terrace
to break. Running the rows par
allel to the lower side of the ter
race and having the short rows
empty into the water channel of
the next terrace is the recommend
ed practice rather than have the
short rows end in the middle or
against the upper terrace, where
they tend to hold the water until
it breaks over and starts a gulley.
There were 4,267 men and women
who had passed their 100th birth
day according to United States cen
sus returns of 1930.