Mt. Pleasant Daily Times (Mount Pleasant, Tex.), Vol. 25, No. 192, Ed. 1 Friday, October 29, 1943 Page: 2 of 4
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more ships.—Ex.
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Mrs. Johnny
Fillebrown is
Honored Thursday
A company of funny fellows
will inject much clean comedy
in the two hour circus perform-
ance of Dailey Cros. Circus in
Mt. Pleasant, Saturday, Oct. 30th.
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F ar mLoans Wanted
Dn good improved farms, or
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Federal Land Bank 4% Loans.
Land Bank Commissioner
Loans
Titus, Camp, Upshur, and
Morris Counties
NATIONAL FARM LOAN
ASSOCIATION
L. L. ADAMS, Secretary
AI 'en Wi Lhite, Assistant
of respect and
chanted for at
Damascus
By Mrs. Don Rogers
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RELEASED BY CENTRAL 1'RESS ASSOCIATION
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UNABLE TO MEET DEMANDS
For Essential Repairs
on Shoes, Harness and Saddles
Due to the extra demand for shoe repairing; and ex-
perienced labor being unavailable, we are unable to repair
all the shoes and harness that are needing repair.
ft is the policy of this Shoe Step, during this critical
time to do as many as possible of the essential repair jobs
on shoes, harness, and saddles.
Unessential repair jobs and cdd jobs will have to be
done only when we have inexperienced labor not usable or
needed on essential repairs.
BRUCE RIDENHOUR.
BRUCE’S SHOE SHOP.
Dresses you’ve raved
about in the smart fash-
ion mag?zines, and admired
at much higher prices. We
invite you to see cur col-
lection before you buy.
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tled off to have their orders filled,
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Coats and Suits . . . .
There is lots of cold weath-
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outstanding values. Hand-
somely tailored of «fine
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Mr. and Mrs. Griffin Newman
and children.
Mrs. Mae Coker and Mrs. Al-
vis Franklin of Texarkana spent
the weekend at home.
Fred Howard, son of Mr. and
Mrs. C. R. Howard, has enlist-
ed in the Navy.
Miss Louise Oliver spent the
weekend at Talco.
CHAPTER THIRTY I "What’s so funn; ?’’ Adam nrked ,
BRENDA WAS standing in front I "
of the tea room when Adam ar- i evidently thinks this is a romantic
rived that evening at six twenty- ! rendezvous."
five | "She’s always tike that." said
Boy you DO rate a decoration!” Adam. “The moment she sees a
he said , man and a woman together she J didn’t return
"Don’t be too sure,” said Brenda starts smelling orange blossoms 1
■until you hear what I’ve got to re- ■ andhearing wedding bells.”
port.”
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Mrs. George Sandefur
Mrs. T. P. McKinnon were hos-
tesses to a shower Thursday
evening at the home of Mrs.
SSndefur honoring Mrs. John- dered it
ny Fillebrown, the former Miss
Mary Blankenship.
The home was
decorated with red roses and yel-
low crysanthemums.
In the receiving line to greet Ruby Blankenship and hon.
oree. Mrs. Leslie Moore presid-
I ed at the bride’s book. Miss
Faye Smith assisted by Miss Mae
Ware served punch, and dainty
cookies from a table covered with
a white Irish linen cloth, center-
ed with a vase of red rosebuds.
The honoree received many
lovely gifts which were attrac-
tively displayed in two rooms
of the home.
About forty guests were pres-
ent.
go ships today than we had be- our shipbuilding industry, much
fore the war, and it is a safe of it improvised for the purpose,
guesg that we shall end the war has beaten the U-boats. We
with perhaps twice the shipping should be even more pleased if
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the guests were Mrs. Sandefur,
Mrs. C. E. Blankenship, Miss
This situation is not outlined big-hearted in this. We want this
the Axis already, and shall lose in a spirit of boasting. We are .
more. But we, alone of the great mighty proud of the skill, in- |
maritime powers, have more car- genuity and success with which
actually ahead of I had a romantic rendezvous.'
time’” I wouldn’t know." sai< nueuii. - «v n<» auvn 10
’’Oh that!" laughed Brenda. "I’m He leaned forward a IKtle and low-■ long, and a greenish color,”
that kind of a woman."
They went on inside, and Miss
Sally almost fell upon their necks
The place was practically empty,
and the sight of two possible din-
ers filled the bird-like little spin-
ster with overwhelming gratitude
"You haven’t been in my little
restaurant for ages. Adam,” she
said. “Nor you either, Brenda. Both
of you used to drop in for lunch."
"I know," said Adam, “but I’m
pretty busy nowadays, and just
grab a bite in the factory cafe-
teria.”
"And I," said Brenda, “am eat-
ing at home now that I’ve moved
out to the old place, and have Aunt
Mary Mosher cooking for me.”
“Is it true, Adam, that Susan
Potter is working at the factory?"
Miss Sally asked.
“Yes,” Adam replied. "She’s
helping to get the cafeteria in bet-
ter working order." •
"And Aunt Mary is teaching me
to cook," said Brenda. “Maybe
Adam will give ME a job when I
learn a little more.
Miss Sally shook her head slow-
ly. "It looks as though everyone
were trying to be my competitor."
she said.
“Don’t worry,” Adam told her.
"There’11 always be a lot of folks
who prefer Miss Sally Brown’s
meals.”
“I certainly hope so," said Sally,
and sighed.
"And now that we’re here,"
Adam went on, “we’d like that ta-
ble back there in the corner. Bren-
da and I have some important mat-
ters to talk over.”
Miss Sally led them to the table
Adam had indicated.
“I’ve always hoped you two
would get together — eventually."
she said, smiling sentimentally and
filling the two water glasses.
Brenda looked at Adam. “Com-
peting with Linville ladies is terri-
bly difficult, Miss Sally,” she said.
“Shucks” Miss Sally said. "What
with your looks and all, you ought
ana , to ”
“What’s good in the eating
line?” Adam said.
Miss Sally suggested the chicken
a la king, and he and Brenda or-
COLOSSUS OF THE
SEVEN SEAS
While exact figures cannot be
obtained—nor could they be used
if they were ’available — there
seems to be no doubt that the
United States will end this war
as the Colossus of the Seven
Seas, the greatest maritime pow-
er this world ever has seen.
Digesting information made
public by OWL it appears that
when the war began our Allies
million tons of shipping and we
were able to scrape together 13
had gome 12 millions. (In every
instance we are using deadweight
figures).
In the first 22 months of war
the British lost a third of their
22 million tons, leaving them
somewhat under 15 millions.
They have not been able to bal-
ance losses with new construc-
tion, for the war as a whole. So
the British merchant marine
probably will wind up under 20
million tons—how much under,
of course, it is for Mr. Hitler to
try to find out.
We went to war with close to
12 million tons and we have had
more than 20 million tons deliv-
ered since ’Pearl Harbor. By New
Year’s morning the gross pool
of American shipping is expect-
ed to approximate 40 million
tons—almost twice as much as
Great Britain, mistress of the
seas, possessed before the war
began.
It goes without saying that we
shall not actually have 40 million
tons of shipping on January 1 power.
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G. W CROSS, Owner and Editor
■UGH C. CROSS, Advertising Manager
(In Naval Service)
WALTER THIELE, Circulation Manager
Entered as second class msil matter at
the Post Office at Mt. Pleasant, Texas,
under the Act of Congress, March 8, 1879.
Any erroneous reflection upon the char-
acter, standing or reputation of any per-
em er« concern that may appear in the
ecsumns of this paper will be gladly cor-
rected when brought to the attention of
the publisher.
OtHuariee, resolutions
cards of thanks will be
regular advertising rstes.
SUBSCRIPTION RATES
By carrier, 50c per month, 82.50 for
• months: |5.00 per year.
By mail, 82.50 a year in Titus and ad-
joining counties; elsewhere, 84.00 a year.
Mr. end Mrs. Floyd Moore
spent Sunday in Commerce vis-
iting friends.
Mr. and Mrs. J. A. Sackett,
Mrs. Elbert Sackett and children
spent Sunday in Pattonville with
Great Britain will have, and in- circumstances had made it pos-
finitely more than any other sible for our Allies, the British,
to do as well. There is nothing
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’Miss Sally," said Brenda. "Phc , watched Adam’s face. "Now
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rived that evening at six twenty- 1 rendezvous." [don’t you?"
five. "She’s ^always tike that," said | "Certainly not," said Adam
‘ ‘ i Only it seems funny that the boat
! didn’t return. Probably it’s remain
ing upstream until after dark- -”
"Because I saw it?"
"Maybe,” said Adam. "Can
describe it?”
"I should say it was about 10
ered his voice. "If you’ve got any- i saiti Brenda. “It didn’t look like a
thing important to report," he said. |ncw boat, but one that had been
“out with it!” | repainted, and not very well.”
i nnwueu Guam’s face
| "Do you suppose it belongs to
I someone who’s out for — for no
good reason?"
"You never can tell nowadays”
said Adam. "But I’ve got a hunch
I can’t seem to get rid of."
“What sort of hunch?” Brenda
asked.
"About that old Johnson farm ”
Adam said. “I can’t get it out of
my mind. And the unusual sight of
a motor boat way out there, where
they never go—as you remarked
yourself — has got me thinking
even more about my hunch.” He
was thoughtful for a moment. "But
it’ll be easy to find out if anyone
around here or anyone connected
“,i*i the factory owns such a
boat.”
"How ?”
Til ask the chief of police to
check up on ail boat owners in the
county," Adam answered. “He’ll
be able to do that very quickly
since there aren’t many such boats
in this neck of the woods." He
glanced at his watch. “Maybe we
ought to rush our meal and drive
out there.”
"To the farm, you mean?”
“Yes. And have a look around." I
"I looked the place over from end I
to end while I was out there this
morning,” said Brenda. ’It looked
just like It did the morning you
and Jack were out.”
“No changes at all ?”
“None.”
“Very well, maybe it’ll wait,”
Adam said, “only I don’t want any-
one putting anything over on us.
Sometimes I wish that man in
Washington hadn’t had so much to
say about that river, and what it
might lead to in the way of sabo-
tage.” He watched Miss Sal}y ap-
proaching, followed by a girl with
a tray. "If it weren’t for the re-
hearsal, I’d drive out to your place
this minute, and take my seat in
the tower.”
"It’s where I’m going to take my
seat from now on,” sqid Brenda.
‘Til telephone you the moment I
see the boat again."
“Do that,” said Adam. "I’ll come
a-running!”
(To Be Continued)
You can’t afford to lose prestige with un-
attractive printed pieces in your business.
It is ill-advised economy to save on cost of,
for example: mailing pieces. Keep the
good-will of customers and create new
friends through the war days ahead with
good stationery.
"Sweet little thing, isn’t she?"
Brenda said. "I wonder if she ever
sai<‘ Adam.
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Brenda glanced about the room. Again she watched Adam’s face,
saw that none of the half dozen | ”Do y°u suppose f'
other diners was paying any at- ’
tention to her and Adam, crushed
out her recently lit cigaret. and
also leaned forward a bit.
“It may not be anything at all,"
she said softly, “but I understood
you to say you wanted everything
reported that was in the least un-
usual."
"Right” said Adam. “Go on.”
“It happened this morning, right
after breakfast,” Brenda said. "I
was up in the tower room and
heard the sound—like that of a
motor boat. And because motor
boats seldom come up the river
that far, I grabbed your field-
glasses and looked. It was a motor I ^ith
boat—and it appeared to be head- ! boat
ing for the Johnson farm."
•“Did you see whether or not it
docked?" Adam wanted to know
“It got Out of the range of my
vision, Brenda answered, “but the
sound of the motor—the putt-put-
ting I’d been hearing—stopped. I
ran down the stairs, jumped into
my car, and drove off as fast as
I could to reach the farm, but—”
“You mean you saw the boat out
there?" Adam cut in impatiently.
“No. I didn’t," said Brenda. "And
stop interrupting. Let me tell the
yam my own Way, Adam."
"Okay! Sorry."
"As I said, 1 drove off as fast as
I could,” Brenda continued, "but
when I got to the farm there was
no sign of anything or anybody.
And yet, I had the feeling that
someone HAD been there. You
know, that tingling sensation one
has when entering a room someone
has just left”
“Yes, I know," said Adam. “What
about the boat?”
"It was turning a bend up the
river a little way," Brenda ex-
plained. “I yelled out to a man in
it, and asked hl i what he wanted.
But he didn’t answer. He ducked
down as though to do something to
the engine, and that’s the last I
saw of him or the boat.”
’’It didn’t come back down the
river?”
"No. I kept watch all day.”
"And you didn’t get a good look
at the man—wouldn’t be able to
recognize him?”
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