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ROOSEVELT LAUDS
FOOD CONFERENCE
Chief Executive Sees New
Hope For Attaining
World Freedom
WASHINGTON. June 7.— UR —
President Roosevelt declared to
day that the international food
conference which has just ended
has brought to the world a new
hope for attaining freedom from
want and fear.
The chief executive addressed
the delegates of 44 nations in the
White House East Room. His re
marks were broadcast.
“The United Nations,” Mr.
Roosevelt said, “are united in the
war against fear and want as sol
idly and effectively as they are
united on the battle front in this
world-wide war against aggression.
“And w’e are winning by action
and unity.”
Describing the conference, which
was held at Hot Springs, Va., as
epic-making, the President said
that never before had countries
representing more than 80 per cent
of the world’s people joined to
gether to see what could be done
about feeding all human beings as
they should be fed.
Reviewing the work of the con
ference, the President said the del
egates had expressed a conviction
that the goal in the field of food
could not be obtained without ac
tion in other fields. He added:
“Increased food production must
be accompanied by increased in
dustrial production and by increas
ed purchasing power. There must
be measures for dealing with trade
barriers, international exchange
stability and international invest
ment. The better use of natural
and human resources must be as
sured to improve living standards.
“Many of these questions lie out
side the scope of the work you
have undertaken, but their solu
tion is none the less essential to
its success. They require, and
shall receive our united atten
tion."
From this apparent reference to
additional international parleys to
come, the President went on to say
that a sound world agricultural
program would depend upon world
political security, while that se
curity in turn would be strength
ened greatly should each country
be assured of the food it needs.
-V
SOLDIER WOUNDED
The War Department announced
Monday the names of 308 U. S.
soldiers wounded in action in the
European, North African, and
Southwest Pacific areas, among
whom was Pfc. Robert J. Howell,
117 East Pollock street, Mount
□live.
Pfc. Howell’s mother, Mrs. Julia
V Rowell, resides in Mount Olive.
Roll-Back In Butter
Prices To Set Level
cf 51 Cents A Pound
RALEIGH, June 7.—(TP)—The
roll-back in creamery butter
prices, effective June 10, will
set North Carolina ceilings of
51 cents per pound for high
grade but*er in class one and
two stores and 50 cents per
pound in larger stores, Raleigh
District OPA Director Theodore
S. Johnson said today.
Super-grade butter may sell
at one cent higher than high
grade bulter, he said.
Higher freight rates in the
New Bcrn-Wilmington area will
cause a price ceiling one cent
higher in that area than else
where, Johnson added.
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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
• jean knew the moment she open
! her sleep-heavy eyes that she
had overslept. Her bed was an
island in a flood of warm, yellow
. sunshine. She glanced at her
watch through half-closed eyes
! and sat up abruptly. It was 9
o’clock. Then it occurred to her
j that it was Saturday and Steve
i had told her she didn’t have to
come down at all today. She re
■ membered, too, that the fiesta be
gan tomorrow and there was much
to be done. Probably Mrs. Park
inson was already up and waiting
for her. She dressed hurriedly in
lemon yellow slacks, slipped her
feet into powder blue wedgies, and
brushed her hair until it took on
gold shades from the sun. She was
thankful that olmen ublasre snii
i the palm of her hand was all she
had to show for her painful ad
venture of last night.
The dining room was deserted,
but her place was set and Maria
had heard her come in. Smiling
broadly, she brought in a tray with
orange juice, a soft boiled egg,
thin, brown toast and a copper pot
of coffee. “Seniorita sleep well?”
she inquired.
| “Too well,” Jean laughed. "If it
| hadn’t been for the sun glaring in
my face I guess I would have
slept all day!”
Maria’s answer was a wide grin
■that showed deep furrows in her
■ brown face.
Alter me last sip or delicious
hot coffee, Jean went through the
cool of the living room out onto
the patio in search of Mrs. Park
inson. Her eyes swept the grounds
and then she saw her sitting in a
pool of shadow under the giant
live oak by the swimming pool.
She had a notebook on her lap and
J was checking lists of things to be
i done. When she heard the screen
I door s'a n behind Jean she looked
’up and waved a hand. Jean’s
voicr was half apologetic after she
!had crossed the green lawn and
stood by Mrs. Parkinson’s chair.
“I certainly turned put to be a
! big help.” she smiled. "Here Steve
let me stay home from the office
today so I could help you with the
fiesta arrangements and I sleep
half the day.”
Mrs. Parkinson smiled back at
her as she answered. "It’s still
early, dear, and everything is
j working out splendidly. I have been
! going over our lists to see that
! nothing is forgotten.”
"What do we do next?” Jean
cried enthusiastically. "I’m so full
of pep after all that sleep, I think
I could tackle amost anything!”
“Well,” Mrs. Parkinson said
slowly, “I believe the first thing
we had better do is drive over to
Senora Ventosas’ and get our cos
tumes. She said they would be
ready this morning. Mr. Parkinson
left his car for us after I told him
that Steve was using the company
station wagon.”
Mrs. Parkinson gathered up her
papers, and the two started in the
direction of the garage. “I’ll back
it out.” Jean called. She slipped
into the driver’s seat while Mrs.
Parkinson stood waiting in the
sunshine. The starter ground inter
mittently, but the engine failed to
start.
"Maybe you don’t have the
switch on,” Mrs. Parkinson sug
gested.
“Yes, it’s on,” Jean said.
She had no more than spoken
the words when Curley came
around the corner of the building,
his hat pushed far back on his
head, a grin lighting his face.
“What seems to be the trouble,
girls?”
“The car won’t start!” Mrs.
Parkinson said shortly.
With a confident, sweeping ges
ture, Curley lifted the hood, made
a few quick adjustments and
closed it again. He went arourid
to the driver’s side, swept open
the door and said, “Slide over,
cutie. Let an expert see what he
can do.”
Jean shot him an an angry
glance, but quietly did as she was
gold. Curley slid into the seat,
still grinning, and touched the
starter. The engine came loudly
to life. He backed the car, then
leaped out to open the back door
for Mrs. Parkinson.
“We can both ride in front, you
know,” Jean said curtly, slipping
once more behind the wheel.
Curley didn’t answer until Mrs.
Parkinson was established in the
back seat. Then he murmured so
berly to Mrs. Parkinson, “I think
I’d better drive you over. We’ve
been having some trouble with the
distributor on this car and it might
let you down in the middle of the
desert.”
“But, but—I’m 6ure—” Jean
started.
“Maybe Curley HAD better drive
us.” Mrs. Parkinson dacided.
“With all we have to do today,
we certainly can’t take any chanc
es of being hung up on that lonely
road.” There was an odd twinkle
in her eye as she added, “You’re
quite sure you've been having
trouble with the car?”
“Positive!” Curley shouted. He
glanced wickedly at Jean as he
took her place at the wheel and
the car lurched forward.
The ten-mile ride over the nar
row desert road was sheer misery
for Jean. She kept her eyes
straight ahead and only answered
Curley's continuous stream of non
sensical remarks with a short
yes” or “no” for Mrs. Parkin
son's benefit. Curley was in high
spirits, having the time of his life,
thoroughly enjoying Jeans dilem
ma. As usual, he drove the ten
miles in something like eight min
utes and only slowed down once
when the back wheels slid out of
the soft ruts and threw a shower
of sand that rose like a cloud,
and Mrs. Parkinson protested.
Curley swung the car into the
Ventosas yard and stopped abrupt
ly. “I’m slipping,” he said joyous
ly, checking with the clock on the
dashboard. “Last time I brought
you over here it only took me seven
minutes.” The two women went
into the pink adobe house to get
their costumes and left Curley
with the car. A few minutes later,
when they came out, ho noticed a
suggestion of a smile lighting
Jean’s face. In a few long strides
Curley was around the car, swing
ing the door open for Jean, but
quickly she guided Mrs. Parkin
son into the front s°at and climbed
into the back seat herself. She en
joyed the trip home, reveling in
her small triumph!
That night after dinner Pedro
brought pail after pail of deep rose
hibiscus blossoms, copper asters,
roses shading from pure white to
delicate yellow, to pinks and deep
DAILY CROSSWORD
ACROSS
1. Length
measure
5. Identical
9. Pierce with
horns
10. Social grou]
11. Plague
12. Fruit
14. Profound
15. Verbose
16. Bird
17. Internal
decay of
fruit
18. Sun god
19. Destructive
22. Fabulous
DOWN
1. Like fil e
2. Not any
3. Whip handle
4 Exclamation
i 5. Tallies
6. Apportion
7. Post
8. Encompass
11. Worship
13. Correct
15. In addition
17. Lads
20. Part of
“to be"
21. Claw
22. Internation,
al language
24. Bother
26. Call to urge
clogs on
27. Volume of
maps
28. Shores
29. Type
measure
30. Spar
31. Music note
32. Clear
33. Make
reference
35. Gun
37. Quadruped
rn
Teslerdsy's Answer
10. Wagon
41. Center
42. Elliptical
44. Indistinct .
V
oira
23. Literary
compositions
24. Receptable
for holy
water
25. Exists
26. Greek letter
27. Biblical
character
30. Gather
troops
together
34. Sun god
35. Huge
36. Lanthanum
(sym.)
37. Be still!
38. Whether
39. To greet
41. System of
signals
43. Large fish
44. Capital of
Delaware
45. Seottish
Gaelic
46. Persia
47. Let it stand
48. Dissolve
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reds, and they all joined in the
excitement of decorating the haci
enda. In the midst of the work
Mrs. Parkinson, flushed and hap
py as a schoolgirl, turned to Jean,
who was stringing some vines
over the fireplace. “Jean, dear,
I wonder if you would get some
more thumb tacks?”
“Of course!” Jean hurried out
through the soft night, across the
patio to the workshop. She had
found the tacks and started back
toward the hacienda when Curley’s
voice sounded from the deep shad
ows. “May I see you a minute?”
“Definitely not!” Jean said short
ly, hurrying faster.
He blocked her path. “What’s
the matter with you?” he said.
“Can’t you take a joke?”
“Not your kind of jokes!’ Jean
blazed out.
“What’s the matter with my
jokes?”
Sudden anger flared in Jean, and
before she could stop the words
they were flooding out. “Take your
hands off me and from now on
let me alone you—you—smuggler!”
Curley’s head went back and
laughter rippled from him.
“Smuggler?” he puzled. “That
IS a new one.”
“Oh! don't be so naive,’ Jean
blurted. “I saw you in the boat
the other njght!’
Curley’s laughter stopped as sud
denly as it had begun. Even in
the dusky light she could see a
look of seriousness come over his
handsome features.
bure, you re rignr. i am a
[ muggier. I’m smuggling in fire
arms to overthrow the government.
But don’t tell a soul! I got the
idea from reading the life of Pan
cho Villa! Come, I’ll show you”
He wheeled her around and start
ed to a small outbuilding near the
barns. Jean was fighting back
tears as she went along in silence.
Taking her flashlight from her. he
flung open the door and focused
the shaft of light on neat rows of
the wooden drums. Opening one
cautiously, he whispered, “Look!”
Jean’s eyes opened wide at the
portion of yellow disc revealed.
■‘What is it—it looks like—”
“Yeah. Goat’s cheese. From
Parkinson’s island.”
She could feel the humor under
his laconic tone. She felt giddy
under the sudden reversal of emo
tions, and infinitely foolish. She
couldn’t face him. Not knowing
whether she was going to laugh
or cry, she turned and ran back
to the hacienda.
(To Be Continued)
-V
RALEIGH POULTRY
RALEIGH, June 7.—UP)— (NCDA)
—Egg and poultry markets steady.
Raleigh—U. S. large (clean
white) 38; grade A hens, all
weights, 25.
Washnigton—U. S. grade A large
39 to 41; poultry receipts of in
sufficient volume to determine
prices.
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