Mt. Pleasant Daily Times (Mount Pleasant, Tex.), Vol. 24, No. 135, Ed. 1 Wednesday, August 19, 1942 Page: 2 of 4
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Telephone 25
AN EXPRESSION OF APPRECIATION
ANNOUNCEMENT
WALL TO WALL
CLOSE OUT SALE
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SALE STARTS FRIDAY, AUGUST 21st
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LESS TO OWN
—Enamelware
—Dishes
—Utensils
—Crockery
—Garbage Pails, etc.
'Willard
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Vote for Jack Cross for State
Representative.
Large Stocks At
Our LOW CEILING
PRICES!
RECHARGING
.AND RENTAL BATTERIES.
JACK CROSS
For State Representative
—Political Advertisement.
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COST LESS TO OWN
Because they last longer
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let you downed
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toria Cross by Queen Victoria.
■o all. He left Tuesday for an-
other meeting near Lubbock. We
were glad to have had him in our
midst.
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Mild-flavored syrups, like honey or
eom syrup, may be used by the home can-
ner to sweeten her product. These sweet-
eners may be used as one-half only of the
sugar in canning. Syrups with distinctive
flavors, like maple, sorghum or molasses,
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Kilcran’s voice cut across him
moothly. "Where do you come in
m this, Bradshaw?”
The doctor's eyes flamed danger-
■asly. but no hint of what he was
thinking showed in his voice when
he answered:
"I'm responsible for the lives of
thousands of men who work for
you.”
' You've been doing a pretty good
Job. But, Bradshaw, you medical
men are all alike today. Your fa-
ther took care of our mon without
fancy scientific methods and test-
tubes and all that fol-de-rol.”
"He would have changed Us
methods just the same as you’ve
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Again I want to express my deep appreciation for
the unusually fine vote given me in the first election
in my race for State Representative. Your confidence
in me will always be remembered.
In the first primary election I lacked only a few
votes getting a majority over both my opponents.
I also want to again solicit your support and in-
fluence in the run-off next Saturday. If you see fit to
elect me I shall do everything in my power to repre-
sent you at Austin as you would like to be represented.
Bro. Duke and wife of South
Texas are visiting relatives here
thia week.
Mr. and Mrs. Pete Parsons and
granddaughter, Barbara Ruth, rf
Electra are visiting relatives end
friends in this community this
week.
Mrs. Bill Crooks and daughter. I
Billy Joe, of New Boston, spent !
the weekend with Mr. and Mr. I
Harlin Newman.
Mrs. Talmadge Hammonds end I
Jim Driggers are visiting rela- i
fives in Oklahoma this week.
Mr. and Mrs. Mark Parson' •
and family of Freeonrt returned
home Wednesday after attending
the funeral of the latter’s si.' er.
Mrs. Doug Martin. Doug and Ma’-
garet Martin returned with them
for etn extended visit.
Mr. and Mrs. Jimmj’ McFerrin
of Jefferson spent last week w'th
the latter’s parents, Rev. and Mrs.
Pate.
Everyone is urged to attend
the revival that is in progress
at the Gladewater church. A great
CHAPTER ELEVEN
TOM KILCRAN looked out of
die wide window of his office, that
ran across the second front floor
. f the Kilcran building, and saw his
daughter crossing the street. Then
Ids glance i eturned to the younger
nan sitting at the other side of his
uesk.
"As far as I can see, Dr. Brad-
haw,” he said coolly, “the Harri- ■
st n case is routine. It will be taken
core of through the usual insurance
channels.”
Tony Bradshaw said quietly. I
"I’ve been trying to tell you that '
this is not a routine case, Mr. Kil-
ian. It’s a blatant warning of sim-
ilar cases that we can’t refuse to
see coming up. When Mulvey died.
I had an idea of what was up. It
was a pretty good hunch when Del-
evan was stricken, and now Har-
rison’s case convinces me. There’ll
be more like Harrison."
"I think’ you're an alarmist.
Bradshaw. You’re asking for some-
thing and I don’t know what. I've
taken your word—ore man’s word
—for it that Harrison is going to
die of a neglected tumerous growth
as the result of working with dan-
gerous chemicals. The mills will I
make every possible restitution
Since you told me this, I’ve
taken every precaution to protect
the workmen in the dyeing shop
with preventive methods. What
else do you want?"
"They need more than prevention
methods. There is no such thing as
absolute isolation from danger as
long as there is any exposure to the
solution. When the first signs ap-
pear, the thing can be arrested,
but in order to do this, the men
must be regularly watched by clin-
ical check-ups."
Kilcran sighed patiently. "You're
paid to do that. Why bring the
matter to me?”
A flush came up Into the tired
face of the doctor. “That’s what
Cm trying to—my end of it,” he
taid shortly, “but I’m not a hospi-
al and I haven’t the laboratory
qulpment. No one man has.”
"That’s your lookout.”
"Is it, Kilcran? Or are you mor-
lly responsible?"
It was the mill owner’s turn to
ush. He asked, “What would you
ave me do?”
"Build a proper hospital for this
own. The nearest one is 40 miles
way."
Kilcran smiled dryly, but he
lade no answer except to draw a
ile of papers toward him indicat-
ng the interview was over.
Bradshaw leaned across the desk.
Mr. Kilcran, you’re the one man
• ho can and should do this. It
vouldn’t cost you more than $150,-
30 to build, equip and staff a 50-
‘ hospital. This is a job that calls
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that meet every night preceed- |
ing the preaching service. Rev.
Thomas is bringing some won-
derful sermons and is concerned
aver the lost people. Those who
fail to come are missing a great
blessing.
Rev. DeLisle of Gainsville, a
young pastor and friend of Rev.
Thomas attended the meeting a
few days. He was a great help
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SUBSCRIPTION RATES
By Carrier, 40c Per Month
By mail, $2.50 a year in Titus and ad-
joining counties; elsewhere $4.00 a year.
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They collided as each took a step forward.
daughter is waiting, send her up."
At that moment Pamela was
mounting the stairs. She came to
the top step as her father’s door
opened violently and Tony Brad-
shaw came out with eyes too angry
to see her.
They collided as each took a step
forward.
She had a quick impression of a
ruggedly good-looking face, a pair
of broad shoulders in tweed and
strong brown hands. The tweed
smelled of heather and tobacco and
antiseptic. The face above it was
first furious and then apologetic.
"Sorry,” he murmured, tipped his
hat and was gone.
She looked after him for a mo-
ment, made a funn- little face and
opened the door to’ier father’s of-
fice.
“What's the matter with him?”
she asked, jerking her head toward
the outer side of the door.
"Nothing he won’t get over.
Everybody in this town thinks I’m
made of money. . . . What brings
you downtown this morning.
Pam ?"
“Any excuse, Tom, for something
to do. I thought we might drive
over to Medbury for lunch. There’s
a fairly good inn over there.”
"Sorry, I can't get away. . . .
Having a hard time amusing your-
self, baby?"
Pamela sat on the small of her
back in the chair Tony Bradshaw
had vacated and shrugged her
shoulders. "Not too bad. But this
certainly isn’t an exciting town.
It’s too late for golf and too early
for winter stuff. Besides, there’s no
one to do anything with.”
"You ought to get over to Wint-
rtdge. There’s a young crowd . .
“I know,” she said wearily. “But
the men are all married and their
wives are all jealous. If I could find
one unmarried man, I wouldn’t care
if he had caulifiower ears. . . .
Mother’s having a gang up for the
week-end. Something amusing may
turn up.”
(To Be Continued)
changed yours. Do you think he
would have sat by and seen men
die, knowing the reason they died,
and that more will, without de-
manding the help they need? Look
here, sir. You introduced the new
dyeing process six months ago.
Since that time, one man has died.
Another might have died if Dr.
Prescott hadn't caught the thing in
time. In three months, Harrison
will be dead. What about the rest
of them ? I’ll do all I can. But med-
icine and operations won’t save
them when the poison has eaten
too far.”
Kilcran played with a i
weight on his desk, smiling,
fellows ..."
“Demand laboratories where we
can do a job of clinical pathology,
scientific observation, preventive
medicine. Every one of those men
in the dye works should have a
monthly examination by trained
men. Do you want another Harri-
son? Another Mulvey?”
Kilcran said crisply, “This is the
second time you've mentioned Mul-
vey, Bradshaw. You've no proof
that he died as the result of chem-
ical poisoning. He'd been out of the
plant for three months on a gen-
erous pension.”
“I know how and why he died as
well as I know why I’m sitting
here. . . . He didn’t live long
enough to enjoy that pension,
which wasn’t your fault. But I’m
warning you that it will be your
fault if one more man goes the
same way."
“Warning me?" Kilcran’s voice
rose angrily. “You’ve a hospital in
the factory. Do what you can with
that.”
"Hospital! Four beds a hospital?
Bandages, hot water bottles, aspi-
rin and a gallon of caron oil for
equipment!”
“Make what you can of It, Doc-
tor. . . . Good morning.”
The mill owner rose and without
another look at the doctor went to
the door of his secretary’s office
and opened it, saying, "If my
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YESTERDAY: Barbara meets Pamela
Kilcran when she narrowly misses
being hit by Pamela s automobile.
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MARIE BL-IZARD
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SYNOPSIS
BARBARA WISTER, former actreaa,
finds herself a widow at 27. when her
liusband dies. Her only friend in the
small town of South Wintridge.
where she lives, is
DR TONY BRADSHAW, a young phy-
sician. Owner of the town’s only big
business is
TOM KILCRAN, whose daughter.
PAMELA, and wife,
CLAIRE, are haughty, cold and selfish
No 1197
GUARDIANSHIP OF
MARIE SIMS, A MINOR
IN THE COUNTY COURT
OF TITUS COUNTY, TEXAS.
To All Persons Interested in the
Above Named Minor and Her
Estate:
You are notified that I have
on the 19th day of August, 1942,
filed with the County Clerk of
Titus County, Texas, an applica-
tion under cs.th for authority to
make to W. V. Mason, as Lessee,
an oil, gas and/or mineral lease
on the above named minor’s un-
divided’ 4-60th interest in and to
certain real estate belonging to
said minor, described as follows:
Being 141 acres of land, a part
of the Jos. Salmon survey, Ab-
stract No. 559; and 28.1 acres,
apart of the John Moat survey,
Abstract No. 393. and 36.5 acres
apart of the S. W. Winstead sur-
vey, Abstract No. 628. and fully
set out and described in said ap-
plication.
That the Hon. Ed Dickson,
Judge of the County Court of Ti-
tus County, Texas, on the 19th
day of August. 1942, duly entered
his erder designating the 28th day
of August, 1942, at 9:00 o’clock
a.m. in the County Court Room
in the court house of the said
County a.s the time and place
when and where such application
would be heard and that such ap-
plication will be heard at such
time and place.
ANNIE SIMS.
Guardian of Estate of Marie
Sims, Miner. w-ld
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