Mt. Pleasant Daily Times (Mount Pleasant, Tex.), Vol. 23, No. 297, Ed. 1 Wednesday, February 25, 1942 Page: 2 of 4
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After February 19th by
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Two hours later, when they sat
in a quiet booth, having toasted
sandwiches and coffee. Anette tried
to decide which part of the dazzling
afternoon had been most fun. They
had ridden through the Park, Larry
making mild verbal love, then
walked on cleared paths between
banks of snow to the zoo to watch
the lions and tigers roar over tre-
mendous slabs of beef. From there,
they had zipped back to the tea
dance, where Larry took her into
the hotel flower shop and pinned
five chartreuse green orchids on
her as if they were so many weeds,
then led her to Lois Lyndon's party,
seeming to take delight in his
hostess’ not too carefully controlled
displeasure.
To Lois’ older brother, it had been
quite another story. While Larry
rapidly became the center of a flat-
tering circle, blond-haired Lyndon
maneuvered Anette onto the dance
floor and managed to obtain her
name, address and telephone num-
ber during the fractional Interval
necessary for Larry to free him-
self and cut in.
From then on, despite the de-
mands of feminine admirers, Larry
danced with her often, danced
beautifully, just as she had known
he would. And finally, perhaps 45
minutes or an hour later, he had
eased her away, directly beneath
the four disappointed eyes of Lois
and James Lyndon, out of the ball-
room, and down to the street, dark
then, and banded by twin necklaces
of street lights. They had whirled
downtown and into a quiet, side-
street restaurant.
Anette laughed aloud when
Larry's astounding order was
served. "You look the sort of per-
son who would order a two-inch
steak instead of a rabbit-style let-
tuce sandwich.”
"I do after the show.” He pushed
aside a pitcher of cream and poured
a cup of strong black coffee.
“That's an idea. Why don’t you
stick around? Go to the theater
with me, and after I'm through
toiling, I’ll prove to you I can eat
a steak.” He smiled and clamped
down on the lettuce sandwich.
“How about it?”
“Oh. I can’t.” But for a moment
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regularly each month.
Mt. Pleasant
Building & Loan
Association
trip to Pittsburg Wednesday. .
Lester Martin and Milbum
’ Smith went to Hooks Friday af- j
temoon.
Mrs. Jim Beck of Dallas visit- I
ed Mr. and Mrs. Joe Beck Fri- I
day. I
Mr. and Mrs. Worth Jaggers
spent last Friday in
her eyes were bright with the
thought of it. 'You see, I simply
must not let Professor Vcrrazano
down. He is giving me this oppor-
tunity and I want to please him.”
“Isn’t there anything in your
past to make you cry for that scene
you told me about when you make
your entrance weeping?” Larry
asked. "Parents—sweethearts—
With a laugh he added, "Not even
a pet dog that died?”
Anette shook her head. "I don’t
even remember my parents—and
I’ve never had a dog."
“Well, go on,” he prodded curtly.
“What about the sweethearts?”
With her forefinger the girl
traced the stenciled rose petals de-
sign on her coffee cup. "No dogs—
no sweethearts."
"Not even Walt?”
Amused incredulity flashed across
her white face. "Walt?” Walt took
out my tonsils the first week I
was in Chicago, simply because I’m
so poor I had to go to the clinic.
I’ve known him less than twoMflp*
months.”
"Which means nothing. You've
known me less than two days." The ,
tingling in her cheeks undoubtedly
changed their color, because Larry
went on softly, “How old are you,
anyway ?”
“Twenty-two," she replied quick-
ly, as she opened her purse and ex-
plored It with complete absorption.
“I see—and now, how old are
you?" He grabbed a tiny pair of
manicure scissors from the purse’s
incoherent contents and threatened
her. “Let’s have the truth, Miss
Winslow!”
Not looking at him, she admitted
with half - ashamed reluctance,
"Seventeen.”
"That practically makes me
Granddaddy Peyton. I’m 28.” Still
holding the small scissors, he
stretched, and before Anette was
aware of his purpose, snipped a
curl from her hair. "There. Take
back your old scissors. I don’t need
them now.” He balanced the blue-
black curl in his palm, then care-
fully placed It in his wallet.
It was childish, as childish as
molasses taffy. As silly as hearts
and initials carved in an oak tree.
As ridiculous as a moment from a
very bad play. Young as she was,
Anette knew all that. Yet suddenly
it seemed the most original and
sentimental and important gesture
In the whole world.
She looked at him and whis-
pered, “Are you teasing me?"
He took both her hands in his.
“No, darling. Oh, I know it is
strictly ham. It's so old-fashioned
even Verrazano would turn up his
nose. But I simply had to have this
little lock of hair."
(To Be Continued)
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17 1-2 bushels corn or gram sor-
ghum. 350 pounds cottonseed
meal.
Fifty hens reed 1-2 acre pas-
ture, 35 bushels ctrn or grain
sorghum, 2.000 pounds laying
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Eddie L. Simms, aged 59. passed
away’ at his residence last Tues-
day. He is survived by his wife, |
one son, Rubin, of Dallas, one I
daughter, Mrs. Merle McMains |
of Washington, D. C., one breth- i
er, Walter Simms of Marshall, |
and two grandchildren. Mr.
Simms lived in Franklin County j
until he was eighteen years of ,
age and moved to Dallas where !
he remained until his death. Out |
of town people present for the j
funeral were Miss Fleta Ezell
of Greenville, Mr. and Mrs. Jim '
Ezell of Mt. Vernon, J. R. John- 1
son, Miss Ila Morgan and Mrs.
•Ed Simms and son of Dallas,
Mrs. Oleta Bankston and Walter
Simms of Marshall and Jce
Simms of Quitman.
Fleming Gaddis and Leslie
Tedder are stationed at Hamil-
ton Field, San Francisco, Calif.,
now.
Mr. and Mrs. Edgar Stinson
and daughter, Ladye, visited
Misses Mary Xantha and Arma j
Kay Stinson at Commerce Sun- I
day.
Durwcod Wright and M. J. |
Wright spent Saturday in Tex-
arkana.
R. A. Tedder and Loy Spark-
man spent the weekend with
home folks.
Howard Cody of Longview
spent the past week with rela-
tives.
Judson Garner made a business
' I Fifty berry vines. 12 grape
11 vines. 30 to 59 fruit trees. 20 to
j 40 hills melons, 5 to 15 gallons
J, cf syrup.
Two dairy cows. 50 laying hens.
2 meat hogs. 1 beef. 2 sheep or
g;-ats. (Hogs should be increas-
ed if beef, sheep or goats are
not available).
To fee a cne aairy cow pro-
vide 2 acres of pasture, 1 ton
of hay. 2 tons cf silage or 2 tons
of hay, if siiage is not provided:
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j ing. "Where is the tea dance?”
'At the Drake.” Larry mur-
mured. “A private one. Lois Lyn-
don, the stomach pill heiress, is giv-
ing it.”
Dismay darkened Anette's voice.
“A private one ? Oh, she won’t like
your bringing me."
"I don’t care whether she likes it
or not.” Larry slumped lower and
braced his dark head on the back
of the cab seat. "If she says any-
thing I’ll just go home and it’s a
cinch she won’t like that.”
The girl had no answer for such
snobbish lassitude. From her pock-
et she pulled a small compact and
began adjusting the white beret
and its matching scarf inside the
collar <jf the leopard sport coat.
Laurence Peyton rolled his head
to one side to watch her. His re-
monstration was lazy. “Stop that.
Women always dig for mirrors and
start fixing their faces so men will
spout the stock phrase, ‘Don’t do
that. You’re pretty enough al-
ready.' Well, that's over; I’ve said
it, and you are.” Listlessness raced
from him. He snatched her hand
and pulled her arm through his,
making it tight and hard against
his body. “You are so pretty,” he
said, looking straight ahead up the
boplevard instead of at the girl, "so
pretty that it infuriates me. Your
hair is as black and shining as the
lumps of coal Walt and I used to
steal when we were little boys try-
ing to keep from freezing to death.
Your skin is so white I want to rub
dirt on it. I want to pull out your
eyelashes one by one—"
Anette laughed, none too stead-
ily. “And knock out all my teeth,
I suppose, and whack-off the end of
my nose?"
"I’ll bet you think I'm crazv.”
“Isn’t there anything in your past to make you cry-” he asked.
"Mildly cannibalistic at any
rate—” She noticed suddenly,
"There's the Drake!”
"I know,” her companion re-
sponded casually. “We’ll get around
to that later.” He rapped on the
glass partition. "Hey!” Go straight
on to the park. "It’s spring there.”
Chuckling at the flabbergasted ex-
pression and doubtfully squinted
eyes of their driver, Larry sank
back beside Anette. “Right there is
one person who knows darn well
I’m crazy.”
SYNOPSIS
t.”".TTE WINSLOW. 17. beautiful,
i ..d aiplrlug to fame on the stage.
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LAURENCE PEYTON, top-ranking ar
tor, awl t-»
At’GUST DRAKE.
hdy, by
DP.. WALTER KIRKWOOD.
gling young M. D.
age m lespedeza, cowpeas. s?y- thy extended us after tne aeaui
beans, Sudan grass, and graze and at the funeral cf our husband
the Crop or make hay of it. He and father* I.uther Groce.
j can plant ipeanuts and graze shall always
' them with hogs or plant sweet • thoughtfulness in
! sorghum for grazing. Sudan grass bereavement.—Mrs. Luther Groce
cheaper for and children.
■aiered nti second class mail matter at
Post Office at Mt. Pleasant. Texas.
Bader the Act of Congreve. March 8. 1879.
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Mar. standing or reputation of i
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mash.
One meat hog needs 1-8 acre
pasture. 12 bushels corn,
pounds cottonseed meal,
IQ) founds tankage.
One beef calf needs 2 acres
Hip i pasture, 1 1-2 tons hay, 25 bush-
els corn or grain sorghum, 100
pounds cottonseed meal.
One sheep or goat needs 1-5
acre pasture, 1-5 ton hay, 2 bush-
els corn or grain sorghum, 50
pounds cottonseed meal.
One work animal needs 3 acres
pasture, 11-2 ton hay, 30 bushels
com or grain sorghum.
For our allies produce 20 per
cent more eggs, 20 per cent more
milk, and 25 per cent more pork
than in 1940. Sell more beef cat-
tle for slaughter, they are needed
for food and the market will like-
ly collapse if sales are not made.
I The number on farms and ranch-
I es is approaching 74,000,000 head,
| the same number that we had in TOPS IN THEATRES
1934, when it was necessary to ' Snazziest movie in Washington
40 kill cattle due to drought and j- in the treasuiy. building, oc
overstocked ranges. cupying a mode-over office suite
Many farmers are worried right under Secretary Henry
about how they are to fit their Morgenthau Jr.’s headquarters,
farming plans into producing It seats only about 75. The
more food and keep in line with walls are tastefully hung with
AAA regulations. This is espec- arty, coarse weave drapes of a
ially true when they are inform- pastel shade. 11
ed that one-fourth of the crop
land on a farm must be in eros-
ion resisting crops or land uses.
The fact is a farmer can make
this work if he chooses the right
course—he can plant the acre-
age in lespedeza, cowpeas.
A family of five needs:
Twelve to 24 kinds of vege-
I tables, 20 bushels of potatoes. 75
CHAPTER THREE
"I FEEL guilty," Anette said as
they stepped from the elevator,
“running away from my lesson.”
"Don't be ridiculous,” retorted
Larry. "It's too beautiful a day to
stay indoors. Why, I’ll bet if we
drove through Lincoln park we’d
I see the beginning of spring." He »
pushed her into a space In the re- , ’
volving door and followed her onto
the street.
“Spring?” she echoed with a sar-
, castle giggle, as the actor skidded
on an icy spot. Quickly, she glanced
up between drab buildings at the
bleak gray sky; a few stingy little i
grains of snow were falling. They j
settled on Larry’s shoulders and ’
face and on his bare head. Only a |
! fierce admonition to herself kept!
Anette from reaching up to wipe I
them from his slightly wavy dark
hair. “It's dead winter and I still
feel guilty."
They stepped from the curb into
a cab. "Well, don't!” her compan-
ion told her with certainty. "The
only plot seems to be ’Weep for
Wednesday.’ And you will.” He or-
dered the driver, "Go straight up
Michigan avenue,” then turned to
the hazel-eyed girl. "So relax and
enjoy—’’
“The beautiful day," Anette In-
serted in a gentle taunt.
A responsive grin lighted his
face, then he sobered. In fact, he
looked almost angry. "Don’t you
think it is a beautiful day? Well,
don’t you?” he immediately de-
manded a second time. His gaze
was hard against her cheek.
For an instant Anette looked
away, then felt her eyes being
drawn back and she again met his
gaze which hadn’t once wavered.
’’Yes." she said simply. ”1 do.”
He closed his eyes and repeated
her words in a whisper. “I do.
Spoken like a bride at the altar."
There came that ridiculous lurch
cf her heart again, that crazy hot
lurch of absolute ecstasy. They
were crossing the bridge and curv-
ing gently about the Wrigley build-
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YESTERDAY: As Anette 1s about to
begin one of her dramatic lessons •'
with Professor Verrazano. Larry Pey-
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that he can have Anette in the mood
for a crying scene by Wednesday (
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Dallas.
Miss Christine Hester of De-
Kalb spent last weekend with
her sister, Mrs. Ennis Bfake.
Pat Beck of Dallas spent last
weekend with Mr. and Mrs. Joe j
Beck. i
Jay Roach of Commerce spent ’ to 100 psunds of dried peas and
the weekend with Dr. and Mrs. beans, 20 bushels grain.
Beck.
Mrs. Allen and Mrs. Coppedge
of Dallas spent Sunday with
their parents, Mr. and Mrs. Al-
vis and Mrs. Cox.
Mr. and Mrs. N. A. Mattingly
are the preud parents of a baby
girl born Friday. Mrs. Matting-
ly and baby are in a Mt. Ver-
non hospital.
Mr. and Mrs. Howard Broach
are the prood parents of a baby
girl.
Mr .and Mrs. Johnny Brown-
ing and Sybil went to Jackson,
Miss., Sunday to visit with El-
ton Browning.
Mr. and Mrs. Jess Spruill and
Julia Nell attended the funeral
of Mrs. John Bolin at Providence
Sunday.
Jim Draper of Shreveport, La.,
formerly of Flora Bluff, was bur-
ied at Providence Sunday. Rev.
Short conducted the services.
Mrs. Henry Walls and Mr. and
Mns. Bill Beck spent Monday in'
Dallas.
Mr. and Mrs. Grady Colley
spent last weekend in Marshall 1
visiting Mr. and Mrs. Frank Col- I
ley- I
Mrs. John W. May spent last
weekend in Texarkana visiting
her husband.
Mr. and Mrs. Judson Gamer
spent Sunday in Gilmer. Mrs.
Garner remained for a few days’
visit with her mother.
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HARRIS CHAPEL
BAPTIST CHURCH
Sunday School every. Sunday
morning at 10:00 o’clock (War-
time). W. M. S. every Tuesday
afternoon.
Rev. Eugene McClung will
preach next Sunday afternoon,
March 1st. The public is invited
to attend all of these services.
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