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PROPELLER club
TO MEET SEPT. 11
Annual Election Of Officers
A To Feature Dinner Ses
sion Wednesday
rhe annual election of officers
H feature the monthly dinner
" -ting of the Pr°Peller CTub of
f United States, Port of Wilming
16 at 7^30 o’clock Wednesday
t0n'ning, September 1, at the Cape
fear Country Club annex on Har
bor ^land.
The club will elect a successor
Lieutenant Commander Lorain
*° jprson. retired, United States
' president of the club, who
psiened last week to accept a call
, active duty with the navy de
partment. bureau of shipping,
Washington, D. C.
Present officers include: George
Rountree, Jr., vice president;
navid S. Harriss, secretary and
treasurer: Ernest C. Snead, Bruce
B Cameron. Henry E. Boyd, Sr„
nd Peter B. Ruffin, members ol
Z board of governors.
Ha-riss will submit a resume of
current activities of the club which
is actively fostering the further
ancc of an American Merchant
marine and the development of
needed rivers and harbors projects
in Southeastern North Carolina.
A committee composed of M. C.
grown, chairman; John Schiller,
0 p. Cooper, and Jams D. Carr
is schduled to present a report
on progress of the movement to
secure passage of a bill at the
current session of Congress pro
viding for establishment of a U.
S naval reserve fleet unit in the
Port of Wilmington.
cUiliuai pjuouivoo ov-j omjii
Wednesday night will be devoted
entirely to the election of new of
fers, members of the board of
governors, appointment of the va
jiojs standing committees, and
disposal of unfinished business
items.
Final reports on club activities
during the past year will be pre
sented by the various standing
committees, the present chairmen
of which are as follows: E. C.
Snead, coast guard; George Roun
tree. Jr., nautical school and naval
reserve; Henry E. Boyd, Sr„ re
peal of the Wheeler-Truman bill
in Congress.
E. Fleet Williams, turning and
anchorage basis projects; J. Max
Gregg, Sr., erection of intracoastal
waterway signs, M. C. Brown, es
tablishment of buoys at Masonboro
Inlet; and W. W. Storm, expansion
of shipyard facilities in Wilmington
and vicinity.
The club will also hear a report
from a special committee, com
posed of W. W. Storm, chairman;
0. F. Cooper, Lewis Merritt, and
Lorain Anderson, which has been
cooperating with other interested
organizations in the community in
an effort to secure additional ship
yard facilities here.
Durer Reproductions
On Display At Museum
A fine collection of reproductions
of works by Albrecht Durer are
on exhibition at the Wilmington
Museum of Art. This display of
fers the works of a master of en
graving and etching. Durer’s prints
and paintings are to be found in
the leading galleries of the world.
This is easily understood after
viewing his work. The compact
and vigorous beauty of composi
tion, the intensity of style and
crisp perfection of detail is im
mediately felt. Every print telis
a story religious or secular to the
people of today, just as it did to
people five hundred years ago.
On display in the first floor gal
lery are water colors of the New
England coast. These water col
ors capture the changing aspects
of light and moving scenes, and
are done in the modern manner
of broad wet washes, simple de
sign and charming colors.
This exhibition is in strong con
trast to the works of Difter with
Its fine detail meticulously exe
cuted in a masterly manner. 1
James Basil Mitchell
Rites Set For Monday
James Basil Mitchell, of Free
man, who died Thursday night of
a heart attack, will be buried in
the family cemetery after funeral
services are held Monday at 2
Pm. from St. Paul’s Methodist
church at Freeman.
He was born and reared in Free
man and was looked upon as an
Influential and respected colored
citizen for 48 years.
He is survived by his widow,
three daughters, and a brother.
RAVENS NEEDED
The Rev. W. H. Eubank,
evangelist for the Presbyterian
synod, has returned to his home
In Wilmington, after being vir
tually marooned with his con
gregation in the Jefferson
Presbyterian church for three
days.
Mr. Eubank was conducting
u revival meeting at Jefferson
when the Yadkin river over
nowcd, cutting off communica
■ons and flooding the country
s*de. He and his congregation
were forced to remain in the
' Ur'h until the water subsid
ed. Services continued, he said.
ood was brought from nearby
^ouses through waist-deep wa
ll’s the first time I ever
Preached with a three-day old
beard> Mr, Eubanks said.
P'ans for leave soon for
"-day meeting in Farmville
_But If s Still Home
11 HU mn , , , ———
Tins man saw his home wrecked by a Nazi bomb, but it didn’t
stop him from climbing up amid the ruins and nonchalantly getting a
drink. This photo was passed by the British censor to show'how calm
ly the average English resident is taking the air raids.
• SERIAL STORY
LOVE ON THE LINE
8Y PAUL FRIGGENS COPYRIGHT. 1940.
_NEA SERVICE. INC,
CAST OF CHARACTERS
CARRIE LANE—an eastern girl
who came into the frontier west
to find a home.
MARK DEUEL—a homesteader
who keeps his business to himself.
ASHTON OAKS—a land agent
with town lots to sell.
* * *
YESTERDAY: Mark finds Car
rie and Mrs. Taylor unharmed in
a cellar. .Rain comes in time to
save the homesteads. The next
day, riding back to town, Mark
meets Oaks. Without warning,
Oaks shoots. Mark returns the
fire, kills Oaks’ horse before he
falls. Oaks, believing him dead,
takes his horse. As he leaves he
sees Mark stirring.
CHAPTER XII
They sent for Carrie right after
they brought Mark back to town;
that is, Ma Parmley sent Newt
Gale for her, and Newt drove Car
rie in from Rock Creek himself.
Newt used the same high buggy
in which he had brought her ovei
from the stageline only a few days
before and the same curious
crowd was on hand to greet them;
only the throng was bigger,
quieter. Carrie noticed this time.
Pale, and obviously nervous,
she stepped down from the buggy
and swished through the path that
opened for her. At the door of
Sioux Springs House. Ma was wait
ing to greet her. With a low little
cry, Carrie rushed to Ma’s gener
ous arms and a second later was
sobbing on her shoulder.
“Is—is he hurt badly” Carrie
managed to choke out at last. It
was good to cry on someone’s
shoulder after the events of the
past week. Ma had taken Carrie
to the “privacy” of the hotel sit
ting room, and there had let her
have her cry out before seeing
Mark.
"Well, he can't taKe m no dance
this Saturday night,” Ma said at
last, “but he can stand visitors.”
She laughed, released Carrie.
“Matter of fact, I think he could
see one now—the right one.”
She winked broadly in her
warm, hearty manner, led Carrie,
still sniffling from the room and
down the hall. At the first open
door, Ma paused, whispered,
“Now, you’re the doctor,’ and
pushed Carrie gently but firmly
inside.
“Mark,” Carrie cried, and
rushed to the bedside.
* * ♦
Newt Gale calmed the curious
crowd, told everyone the whole
story. When Ed Taylor drove into
town an hour after Carrie, Newt
was still holding forth at the livery
stable. Minus Newt’s cuss words,
and unrepeatable designations of
Ashton Oaks, and condensed to
mere essentials, the story went
something like this:
The morning after Mark Deuel
had passed Sioux Springs House
and saw Ashton Oaks helping a
girl in white from a buggy, he
received a message. It was mailed
from the nearest telegraph point
and brought in by stage, so its con
tents were two days old. But it
brought the news Mark had want
ed.
“Emory Ashton man you de
scribe,” read the wire, and Gov
ernment Agent Mark Deuel knew
at last he was on the trail of a
land swindler sought in seven
states. Mark had been ordered to
find Ashton, alias Oaks, six months
earlier, had picked up the trail,
lost it. Now, finally, he had found
his man again and Washington had
confirmed his identification.
With decisveness, he shoved
the scribbled message in his pock
et, walked down to Newt Gale’s
livery stable. There Newt had told
him “a gentleman by the name of
Ashton Oaks” had rented a buggy,
all right, the night before, was
renting it again today.
Events moved fast, unexpected
ly after that. At the land office
Mark learned “Ashton Oaks,” or
“Emery Ashton,” was booming tic
titious town lot sales, a few jumps
ahead of the homesteaders. Then
Mark hunted down a settler
who identified Oaks as the agem
who sold town plots in an eastern
settlement with elaborately litho
graphed maps of a town that did
not exist. Still later he learned
this was the same Oaks who was
advertising lots of the “proposed”
state capital on every train out oi
Chicago.
Then Carrie came to Sioux
Springs. Before he was ready to
close in, Carrie had brought Mark
Deuel and Ashton Oaks together
in the hotel when Oaks openly had
tried to sell lots to Carrie, and
Mark, his chivalry overriding good
judgment, had stepped in to stop
him.
That was a lucky break for
Mark, because Oaks was deceived.
With his sudden, open interference
in the hotel, Mark had thrown Oaks
off guard. If ever Oaks guessed
Mark’s identity, it was probably
that of a mouthy young homestead
er who didn’t know his place. That
was borne out later when Oaks, at
the bar and at the dance, still re
sentful, attacked Mark. And Mark,
biding his time, had seen that Ash
ton Oaks had gone on being re
sentful and unsuspicious.
It was Newt Gale who had
pointed matters up. (Newt related
this part proudly, telling how Deue]
had taken him into confidence.)
Locking up his livery stable at
midnight. Newt had seen Ashton
Oaks leaving the land office by
the rear door and he had told
Mark. With thousands of dollars
in fees passing through the land
office every day, Mark realized
Ashton Oaks was also planning
open robbery.
It was robbery, he knew, the
moment Oaks’ horse pounded
down on him on the prairie out
side Sioux Springs. Mark stiffened,
slowed his horse ever so slightly
to stop Oaks, but it was too late.
Oaks, probably now suspecting
Mark, shot, qnd Mark tumbled to
the hot earth.
He raised on his elbow only long
enough after that to see Oaks take
his horse and then pain blotted out
bis sight and darkness dropped
over the prairie. It did not lift
again until he was back at Sioux
Sprins House and a doctor
brought over from the stageline
had removed the bullet. Then they
told him they were sending for
Carrie.
“Carrie, Carrie,” he had mum
bled once or twice, and Ma Parm
ley, who had been called in with
the first excitement, had told
Newt to bring her.
Oaks was dead. He had aban
doned attempts to open the safe,
decided on a daring daylight
holdup of the land office. Leaving
his horse at the rear of the build
ing, he had walked into the office
at noontime with drawn guns,
lined the few homesteaders in the
office up against the wall with the
agent, while he rifled the safe.
Then he had galloped off with $12,
000, striking due north toward Rock
Creek to throw pursuers off his
track. Instead, he had met Mark
Deuel.
Five minutes after the holdup
a posse was organized, spread out,
picked up Oaks easily. He was
overtaken a quarter mile beyond
Mark, and killed when he fired
on the posse.
* * *
They were still talking when Ma
Parmley tiptoed up to the door,
looked in on Mark and Carrie half
an hour later. Carrie, beside the
bed, was holding Mark’s hand.
Mark was stroking her hair.
“Remember this morning at
Taylor’s?” Mark was smiling, and
looking up at Carrie like a school
boy in mischief, “when I said i
might have some news to surprise
you?”
“Yes, yes,” said Carrie, a bit
breathless.
“Well,” Mark went on, here it
is.” He pulled Carrie closer with
his one good arm, till her lips
neared his and her hair was sweet
in his eyes. “Carrie,” he whis
pered, “Carrie, I want you al
ways.”
He kissed her, kissed her again
and Ma Parmley, never intending
for a moment to eavesdrop, flicked
her eye and tiptoed back down
the hall.
Carrie buried her head in his
arm for a long moment. Mark
pulled her closer.
“Mark,” Carrie said at last, and
there was a bit of a sob in her
voice, “I want you, too—always,
wherever we are.”
“That won’t be very far apart,”
Mark cut in, boyish again.
“Won’t be far? What do you
mean?” Suddenly Carrie was all
curiosity.
“I mean,” grinned Mark, "that
I got that homestead I was looking
for that day when I was out to
Taylor’s.”
“You—with a homestead?” Car
rie was incredulous. “But where?”
“Miss Lane,” said Mark Deuel,
“next time you look over that
homestead of yours you’ll find your
land runs smack into mine, just
west of Rock Creek.”
“Joins—joins mine. But when
did you get it?”
“I got it,” Mark said, “about
one minute after you signed up
for yours, that day in the land
office. I guess I was in love with
you right then, Carrie, and didn’t
know it.”
“Ooh,” said Carrie, “and to
think I built my soddy with you
knowing all the time ...” She
stopped, breathless.
“Well, we’ll just build another.
Mark grinned. “Ive got to build
one to prove up on my land and
so do you. We—we could build
one right on the line—for—for two
of us,” he stammered.
“And that,” said Carrie, “would
be love on the line, wouldn’t it,
sweetheart?” 1
(THE END)
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IN ONLY A FEW DAYS
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BLACK & WHITE
BLEACHING CREAM
Marine Corps Enlists
Five Young Men Here
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Five young men from the Wil
mington section enlisted in the U.
S. Marine corps during the past
week at the local sub-station, Ser
geant Geprge F. Frederiksen, re
cruiting officer, reported yester
day.
They included: Leo Dawson
Ward, 18, son of Mr. and Mrs. Van
Ward, of Whiteville; James B. Me
Lelland, 18, son of Mrs. Lillie Me
Lelland, of Chadbourn; Hugh Hinn
ant, Jr., 18, son of Mr. and Mrs.
Hugh Hinnant, Sr., of Carolina
Beach; Francis L. Ludwig, Jr., 18,
son of Mr. and Mrs. F. L. Ludwig,
Sr., of Carolina Beach; and
Edward L. Holt, 22, son of Mrs.
Olive C. Holt, of Burgaw.
They were transferred to the
marine training station base at
Parris Island, S. C., for pre
liminary training prior to active
duty assignments with some ship,
torpedo station, navy yard, naval
ammunition depot, or foreign sta
tion.
Private Julian M. Dobson, of 15
Church street, is taking a 20 day
leave of absence from Battery H,
fourth defense battalion, fleet ma
rine force, at Parris Island, Ser
geant Frederidsen said.
Dress Review Winners
Listed By Miss Mason
Winners in the semifinals of the
dress review for New Hanover
county 4-Hclub girls were announc
ed yesterday by Miss Ann Mason,
home demonstration agent, as fol
lows:
Senior group, first, Ruth Bostian,
of Audubon; and second, Doro
thea Quelsh Jones, of East Wil
mington; junior group, first, Jea
nette Dexter, of Bradley’s Creek;
and second, Barbara Leewenburg,
of Winter Park.
Winners in the senior and junior
groups will compete in the final
county contest October 1. Miss Ma
son said the girl winning first place
will represent the county at the
state 4-H club dress review at State
college October 4.
Jeanette Dexter, of Bradley’s
Creek, will exhibit her bedroom
curtains at the state fair in Oct
ober, having won first place in the
county curtain contest.
Schick Test Clinic
Planned For Sept. 13
A Schick test clinic will be held
at 3 o’clock Friday afternoon, Sep
tember 1, at offices of the con
solidated board of health in the
courthouse, Dr. A. H. Elliot, health
officer, announced yesterday.
The clinic will be held primarily
for those children not having cer
tificates and whose parents wish
them to take the test to deter
mine whether or not they are im
mune to diphtheria, Dr. Elliot said.
Hewlett Will Head
Cape Fear Artillery
The Cape Fear artillery met Fri
day night and elected the following
officers to serve after the company
was inducted into federal service
and until its return
Herbert W. Hewlett, president;
Almond G. Adams, vice-president;
Curtis Johnson, secretary; Edward
R. Blake, treasurer; Donald R.
Jenkins, Edward M. Hawkins,
George C. Jackson, Jr., and Wil
liam J. Farrow, members of the
board of directors. 1
SALE! CHAIRS
&
This and several other styles
featured in this sale.
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Casual Classics
Add a smart accent to faU plans and ap
pear in these soft, misty, casual classics.
New additions to Nelly Don’s Soapsuds
Fashions* in washable, crease-resisting
Heather Flannel (rayon and Teca). . .
fitted and finished to perfection!
{Left) Grey, brown, green. 12-40.
(Right) Check in blue, gr
10-20.
•Reg. U. S. Pat. Off.
A VARIETY FOR YOUR SE
LECTION OF FASHION RIGHT
FALL FABRICS.
NEW DRESS WOOLENS
98c yd*
Solid colors in a gorgeous selection of
new fall shades. 54 inches wide.
CLEOSPUN
59® yd.
A Crown Tested spun Ray
nn fabric. 39 inches wide.
In an array of color
combinations in
plaids and
stripes.
NORTH CAROLINA MADE
$31.75
WE SAY WITH ALL CONFIDENCE THIS IS AN
OUTSTANDING CHALR VALUE!
The Hall mark FINCHLEIGH attached lo each chair,
is your guarantee of design, quality and craftsman
ship, according to the rigid standards of their Code.
Frames made of seasoned kiln dried hardwood, front
legs and all wood trim solid "PHILIPPINE MAHOG
ANY." Strong jute webbing double tacked to frame
on bottom, arms, and backs.
Springs made of resilient high carbon steel wire,
oil tempered, securely tied eight ways.
Filled with clean double ginned black Louisiana
Mass. Stitched in place so it can't shift. Next, a thick
layer of new long staple cotton felt lo insure against
filler working out.
Finish, a beautiful antique Mahogany.
These chairs are upholstered in many attractive
and outstanding designs you are bound to like.
Featured in Mademoiselle
THE COAT THAT
LAUGHS AT THE
WEATHER REPORTS
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comes the lining ...
| "Cloudy and cooler"?
j —zip it back ini Snap
I your fingers at cli
| matic changes...you’re
always weather-right
H and style-right in a
H Printzess Zip-Topperl
A mark of fine tailor
ing insid§ and out.
FASHION TOWN BLEND PRINTS
39c yd.
Made by the maker of Talk O’the Town prints. This ma
terial is Crown Tested. 39 inches wide. In a wide selection of
colors and patterns.
SPUN RAYON
29*
A true Belk’s value, in solid colors, printed patterns, stripes
and plaids. Crown Tested. 39 inches wide. You 11 marvel at such
a fabric at this price.
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