The sun. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1937-1972, October 13, 1939, Image 6

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PAGE SIX THE NEK BERRY SUN FRIDAY, OCTOBER 13. 1939 THIRD INSTALLMENT Synopsis When the wealthy foster parents of Marjorie Wetherill both die she finds a letter teling that she has a twin sister, that she was adopted when her won parents couldn’t af ford to support both of them and that her real name is Dorothy Gay. Alone in the world, but with a for tune of her own, she considers look ing up her own family whom she has mevefc - seen. A neighbor, Evan Bower, tries to argue her out of it and tells her he loves her and asks her to marry him. She )#omises to think it over but decides first to see her family. She goes to their ad dress, finds that they are destitute, have no coal, her mother is sick and her father has no job. Her sister treats her like an enemy and resents her offer of help, but finally, after ‘many explanations, agrees to take money to buy coal and food in order to save her mother’s life, “But it isn’t her money now! It is mine! And I am going to look after my family. We are going to do it together. Quick! Tell me where to go, and I’ll have the fixings here in short order.” “It’s two blocks down, and a block to the right. Brown’s Coal Ward. But there’s a bill for twenty-three dollars. They won’t send any coal till it’s paid. Here! Take back the money!” She held out the roll of bills half reluctantly, looking at it with a sort of fierce wistfulness. “No,” said Marjorie. “You keep that. I’ve more in my purse. You might have some need for it while I’m gone. Don’t worry, I’ll find my way. But say, what shall I call you? I can’t exactly go around calling my own sister ‘Mis Gay,’ can I ? And you know I never knew your name.” The other girl stared. “You don’t mean they never told you your own sister’s name? Well, that certainly is funny! I’m Eliza beth. They call me Betty.” Her voice was a trifle warmer. “That’s a pretty name. Betty Gay. I like it. And I’m Dorothy—isn’t that it? The letter told me that.” “Yes, but they call you Marjorie!” Betty’s voice was suddenly hard again. “Well, I couldn’t help that either,” grinned Marjorie. Say, suupose you stop having grudges awhile.” Betty suddenly softened again and almost smiled, and Marjorie saw that her eyes were really lovely when she smiled. “I’m sorry!” said Betty. “I guess I’ve been pretty poisonous to you. But maybe if you’d been here and seen your people you loved suffer, you’d be poisonous too.” “I’m sure I should!” said Marjorie with a sudden quick setting of her lips. “I’m quite sure I would feel' just as you feel. And now let’s for get it till we get this place com fortable for you all.” Marjorie turned and put her hand out to open the door, but before she quite touched it someone fumbled at the knob from the outside, the door was suddenly flung open with a bang letting in a rush of cold air, and someone stumbled into the hall bearing a heavy burden. Marjorie stepped back startled, staring at the tall man carrying a heavy sack of coal upon his back and another of small pieces of wood in his arms. But Betty rushed forward and put up her arms to take one bag from him. “Oh, Father!” she cried, “where have you been? How did you get it? And then, giving him a quick search ing look, “Where is your overcoat, Father? Oh, you didn’t sell you over coat, did you? Your nice overcoat? Oh, Father, and you are sick!” “It couldn’t be helped, Betty.” said the mail in a hoarse voice. “I had to get this house warm somehow for your mother. I couldn’t let her freeze to death!” There was some thing warm and tender in his voice that brought the tears to Marjorie’s eyes and a great rush of love for her unkown father to her heart. Then the man suddly dropped the bag from his back to the floor, put his hands up to his head with a be wildered look, and staggered over to the stairs. “Father! Oh, Father! What is it?” cried Betty rushing over to him. “Oh, it’s nothing!” murmured the man with an effort. “Just a little dizzy, that’s all. I’ll be all right in a minute!” “You had no breakfast! That’s what makes it!” cried the girl in deep distress. That picture of her father sitting on the stairs, his head bowed in his 'hands, would stay with her always, she knew. “I’ll get you a drink of water!” Betty was saying. “Thank fortune, they haven’t turned off the water yet!” and she vanished through the door into the kitchen. Marjorie saw there was a door from the little parlor where she stood and opening it she followed and found her sister as she brought back the water. “I’ll get him something to eat right away,” she whispered. “Is there a restaurant or any place nearby where they have food?” “Only the drugstore. You can get a bottle of milk. Yes, bring it back quick.” Marjorie ran down the uneven little sidewalk, breathless with thought of her father sitting there in the bare ugly house, cold and hungry, dizzy with faintness, and her mother, no telling how sick up stairs! It was too dreadful! Arrived breathless at the diminu tive drugstore she found to her joy that they had a soda fountain and served soup or coffee with sand wiches. There was hot coffee and there was hot tomato soup, that is, it wasn’t hot yet but the man said he could heat them both in a jiffy. And he had just two thermos bottles left. He hadn’t had such a large or der in weeks. While he was getting them ready Marjorie hurried across the street to the grocery and bought two bas kets big enough to carry her purch ases, and also a dozen oranges, a loaf df bread, a pound of butter and a pound of sliced ham. Back at the drugstore she added a quart full of milk to her other pur chases and started back to the house. Arrived at the house she found the front door unlatched, but het father was no longer sitting on the stairs, and she heard sounds from the cellar. Betty came hurrying up the cellar stairs as she came out to the kitch en, a long streak of soot, on one white cheek and her eyes wide and worried. “He would go down and start the fire,” she said in distressed voice. “I couldn’t do anything with him.” Her voice was almost a sob. “He always thinks a woman has to be waited on, but he’s had another dizzy spell and he’s sitting on the cellar stairs now. Did you get anything?” “Yes,” said Marjorie eagerly, “I brought hot soup and coffee, and here’s some aromatic ammonia. Per haps that will help too. And here, I have two hot water bags nice and hot. Take one down and put it on his lap. Haven’t you got a flannel or a bit of old something to wrap it in? He ought to get warm right away.” “Oh, you’re great!” said Betty and the tears , were rolling down her cheeks, tears of relief. She snatched a nicked cup from the shelf*and poured out coffee and with a hot-water bag under her arm hur ried down cellar again. Marjorie hunted around and found plates and more cups and a knife, and cut some slices, of bread, buttering them and putting ham between them. When Betty came back upstairs she had a plateful of nice sandwiches ready fer her, and a cup of coffee. “Take a swallow of this,” said Marjorie holding out a cup of coffee, “and take this sandwich in your hand. You’ll be sick next if you don’t look out.” Betty looked hugrily at the food. “But I must take something up to Mother, first,” she said. “No, drink this first, quick. It won’t take you but a minute and you can work better with something in side of you. Take this sandwich in your hand, and carry a cup of some thing up to Mother. Which should it be? Coffee first, or soup, or isn’t she able for those? I’ve got oranges hpre. I can fix her a glass of orange juice in no time.” “Oh, wonderful!” said Betty grate fully, her eyes filling with relieved tears again. “I—don’t know—what we would—have done if you—hadn’t come!” “There! Never mind that now. Just drink a little more and then go up to Mother. As soon as she knows about me I can help you care for her. I know how to take care of sick people. And now, shall I just slip out and have the coal sent up? You haven’t got enough to last long in those bags, and the house ought to get thoroughly warm and stay so. And while I’m out I’m going to order some groceries. Is that store I went to the best, or is there a better one somewhere else ? ” “That’s the best near here. They’re all right. Ted will be home by and by perhaps and bring the things up for you.” Betty with her sandwich in her hand went down cellar, and hurried up again. “He’s eaten all the soup and is eat ing his sandwich now. I think he feels better. So Betty flew away up the stairs,) and back again in a moment. “She is still asleep,” she whispered. “Has she had a doctor?” asked Marjorie. “No, she wouldn’t let us. She said we hadn’t the money to pay him. But Father is almost crazy about it. I think we ought to have him come just once, anyway, don’t you?’, “I certainly do!” said Marjorie. “Where is he? I’ll get him before I do anything else.” Betty gave the name and address. “He’s supposed to be a good doc tor. I guess his prices are rather high,” she said sorrowfully. “What difference does that make?” said Marjorie. “We want the best i there is. I’ll send him as soon as I j can, and you’d better make him pre scribe for Father too. I’ll tell him i about it, and you make him. And, | where do I talk to the gas people to i get that gas turned on ? We want ! to be able to cook some real dinner tonight!” “Oh!” said Betty quick tears sting- I ing into her eyes. "You are going to i be wonderful, aren’t you?” SEED GRAIN FOR SALE The time has arrived to commence sowing. Remember when the supply is large and prices are reasonable, quality should count more than usual. We are growers of selected seed grain grown from Pedigreed stock and all of our seed have been recleaned and graded and our prices are reasonable. Full grain Oats. Second year from Coker 60c bu. Full gain Oats first year from Coker S1.00 bu. Redheart Wheat. Second year from Coker $1.25 bu. Redheart Wheat. First year from Coker $1.50 bu. Maretts Beardless Barley $1.00 bu. Clemson Beardless Barley $1.00 bu. Contact us for prices on large quantities. Our advice to all farmers in this section is to plant more acres in Beardless Barley and less acres in com since Barley can be raised for so much less. Corn is a very expensive crop. You can plant the same acres in Barley and raise twice the number of bushels with less expense and barley is just as good feed. Our yield this year was 2871 bu. on 70 acres! , H. O. LONG & SONS Pedigreed Seed Silverstreet, S. C. The Event of the Year The State Fair ALL NEXT WEEK 6 Full Days 6 Full Nights All Your Friends Will Be In Columbia. Why not you? Join the Carefree Merry Throng At The State Fair October 16«»21 “No,” said Marjorie smiling. “I'm just going to be one of the family, and try to make up for lost time. Does the water bill need looking af ter, too? We can’t have that shut off. And what about electric light?” “Oh!” cried Betty softly, sinking down on the lower step of the stairs, “you’ll use all your money up!” “W’ell,” said Marjorie happily, “that’s what money is for, isn’t it? To be used up?” “You’re really real aren’t you?” said Betty, “ I can scarcely believe it.” “What did you think I was, a spirit? Here, write those addresses quick. I want to get things started and get back to help.” She handed her sister a little note book and pencil from her handbag. “You’ll be sorry you ever came near us,” said Betty sadly, “having to spev.d all this money and go all these errands.” “Pm already glad I came” said Marjorie, “and if Mother and Father get well, and you don’t get sick, I’d say I’m having the time of my life. It makestme greatly happy to be able to help and I only wish I’d known oefore that you had all this suffer ing. And me with plenty!” Then although she was almost chok ing with tears, she gave a bright smile and hurried away on her er rands. She betook herself to the drug store where was a telephone booth and did the doctor, the coal, the gas, and electric light by telephone, and her crisp young voice, accustomed as it was to giving orders that were al ways promptly obeyed, brought courteous service at once, especially since full payment of the bill was promised when the agent would call. Then the groceries arrived and fill ed the shelves with stores. In the midst of it Betty came down with round eyes of astonishment at the magic that had been wrought. The chill was partly gone from the house by this time, and Marjorie took off her fty coat and her smart little felt hat, and hung them in the al most empty hall closet. “Now!” she said, “I’m ready for work! Where do I put these things ? Are there special places for them, or do I park them wherever I like?” “Wherever ypu like!” said Betty throwing open the little pantry door and displaying a vista of empty shelves. “And there comes the coal!” said Marjorie. “You’ll have to tell him where to put that!” Marjorie enjoyed putting away the things. Betty came up from the cellar and looked at hqr. “Well,” she said in her sharp young voice that had a mingling of tears in its quality, “I suppose you must be pretty wonderful, and I’m crazy!” “Nothing woqderful about it! I’m just an ordinary sister, Betty, that’s mighty hungry to be taken in and made one of you!” “Well I should say you’d taken us in, if you asked me! I thought we’d reached the limit and tonight would see us all well on our way out of this life, but you’ve somehow brought us back again where we have to go on.” Suddenly Betty dropped down on a box by the kitchen door and put ting her head down in her hands burst into tears. Betty was worn out. Tp Be Continued RHEUMATISM RELIEVE PAIN IN FEW MINUTES To relieve the torturing pain of Rheuma tism, Neuritis, Neuralgia or Lumbago, in a few minutes, get the Doctor’s formula NURITO. Dependable—no opiates, no nar cotics. Does the work quickly—must relieve cruel pain, to your satisfaction in a few minutes or money back at Druggist’s. Don’t sufier. Use NURITO on this guarantee today. REV CHARLES E. DUNN The Temptation of Jesus Lesson for October 15: Matthew 4:1-11. Golden Text: Hebrews 4:15. Immediately after his baptism Je sus suffered the temptation in the wilderness. There are ebbs and flows in Christian experience and the hour of exaltation may leave one peculiar ly susceptible to temptation. Some have asked if God was the author of Christ’s temptation. Free dom of choice ii necessary to char acter development. God tries men that he may prove how strong they are; the devil tempts men that he may find how weak they are. The several temptations of Jesus were similar to those that come to us. Material things tempt men now. There are men who compromise to get on in the world. In our moments of pessimism we may be inclined, like old Elijah, to think that all men are untrue, that every man has his price if you can discover what it is, that he is like Nebuchadnezzar’s image, with head of gold and thighs of brass but feet of clay. The second temptation was to do the spectacular and win the people. There are foolish sects 'today that propose to demonstrate faith by hand ling moccasins and rattlesankes. Many are tempted at times to deal in showmanship and to speak the Master’s word as a passport to fa vor, though they do not have the Master’s skill. And many are tempt ed by ambition to attempt great things by compromise. “The end jus tifies the means.” This and similar statements are like Jacob’s cattle; they are ringstreaked and spotted and they bear on their own backs the marks of their guile. The temptations of Jesus were aim ed to induce him to employ His divine power to escape the woes he was des tined to suffer as a man, and to achieve more speedily His mission as the Messiah. Many cannot understand how Jesus could have been tempted. It is un thinkable that he could have yielded. How then is there any example unto us? For this reason—so perfect was the union of Jesus with God that He could not yield. And as we grow in to more perfect union with God we shall be less and ess susceptible to temptation. The bird may still fly over our heads, as the old illustration has it, but we shall more and more' be able to prevent their building their nests in our hair. PAIN IN BACK MADE HER MISERABLE Read How She Found Blessed Relief Muscles were so sore she could hardly touch i them. Used Hamlins Wizard Oil Liniment and found wonderful relief. Try it today if your muscles are stiff, sore, achy. Rub it on thorough ly. Feel its prompt warming action ease pain; bring soothing relief. Pleasant odor. Will not stain. Money-back guarantee at all drug stores. HAMLINS WIZARD OIL DAYTIME FROCK Pattern 8525—With a minimum of detailing, so that yeu can easily keep it pressed and fresh, this new design (8525) is a perfect solution to day time frock problems. he flared skirt is slim-hipped and plain. The front-button bodice has tucks and the smart round bosom ef fect prettily full, and it’s finished with a flattering, heart-shaped neck line. For summer travels, office and street wear, it’s smart and comfort able as can be. Make this one of gingham, linen, calico, or dotted Swiss. The simpli city of line makes it an unusually pretty style for prints. Pattern 8479—The adorable prin cess coat (8479), with decided flare and high neckline, is amazingly easy to tailor. It’s an extremely smart, and uni- ersally becoming style, both for school and for dress-up. Make it of tweed, flannel, suede- cloth, or velveteen. POSTAL RECEIPTS OF ’39 SHOW INCHEASE Receipts at the local post office for the first nine months of this year show an increase over the same per iod last year of $141.08. From January 1 to September 30, 1938 the postal receipts totaled $18,- 891.79. 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