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Henderson daily dispatch., 1939-04-03

busted himself with The faste1lings
of the spreading web which loos-
ened and sagged perceptibly as he
worked. Nobody made any attempt
to stop him. They seemed to be
stupified by the magic of his name.
"What's the signal for the men
on the other side" he demanded
Of the workman who still held the
white signal flag clIItched in his
hand, waiting. The man gulped and
held up both hands.
"One's to tighten, two's to play
her out" he recited like q pupil in
school being tested by the teacher.
Without another word Jim stood
erect and held up both hands in the
air. An answering wave came from
across. the water and the spider
web sagged still farther. For an
other long tense moment Jim
worked over the Then he
stood back.
"She's ready" he ground out,
tersely. LET 'er go!"
He stood stif1y erect while the
white flag was waved In an arc
over the post. The policeman, who
had recovered from his surprise,
edged nearer to him, until he was
standing at his side when the
drums under the bridge began to
roll. Watching, Iona caught her
breath in sick realization that
blotted out for her the drama Of
what was about to happen. "Jim!"
she heard herself whispering over
and over again. "Jim!"
There was another moment Of
silence so tense it seemed every
beat of the rolling drums must
crack it wide open. Up on the plat
form the little figure that was
Clark Martin stood rigid as diver
awaiting his cue, and then stepped
off, suddenly, into thin air.
He seemed to come down almost
slowly, and Iona recalled for q
sickening second, the glimpse she
had Of Jim making that same de-
scent. A scream forced itself
through her lips almost involun-
tarily, and she hid her eyes sud-
denly. He'd be killed, after all, her
senses told her. 1t wasn't possible
for that frail, shining web to hold.
She opened her eyes again, and
sat upright, as an excited shout
arose, and swelled to a roar of ap-
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Continuing Educa-
ton Study Asked
Continued From Page One)

resentative of all groups in the State
directly y,or indirectly concerned in
public education ''
The. duty of commission on edu-
cations as set forth in the resolution
is: "To% study the problems of pub
lie education in North Carolina and
to develop long time program for
Improvement of public education in
this State; to make recommended atoms
to the governor, the Advisory Bud
get Commission and to the General
Assembly as to such improvements
therein las may be recommended for
each succeeding ,bienniurn. Il /
''The scope. of such work shall iri+!
clude the University of North Caro-
lima and all colleges and institutions
of higher education supported, in
whole, or in part, by the State of
North Carolina"
The. advisory council would be ex-
pected ''to give special thought and
study to the relations between busi-
ness and education" 1t would meet
when called into session by the COM
mission on education.
Specifically, the resolution names
among the studies to be undertaken
by the commission on education
those ''made by the retirement COM
mission, the commission for excep-
tional children, the educational COM
mission, and the commission Of Ne
gro education"
Provisions of the Mcintyre resolu-
ton are wholly in accord with views
expressed by Governor Clyde r.
Hoey and others interested in the
progress of education in North Caro-
lima.
The Robson senator was an ap-
propriate introducer of the resolu-
ton. He comes quite naturally and
rightly by his interest in educational
affairs of North Carolina, in view of
Henderson daily dispatch., 1939-04-03

proval. Out in what seemed like
the middle Of the river, Clark Mar
tin was sprawled ludicrously on the
very surface Of the tossing waterst
He looked comic, his feet in the airs
his hand clutching in an effort TO
right hinsel2. About him spread a
rippling ring that sped toward the
shore in miniature breaker. He
reminded Iona irresistably Of q
cork thrown on a basin Of waters
AS she looked he managed to-
struggle to his knees on the web
that was holding him up and bow
t1nsteadily TO the crowd, his
hands outstretcned to show that he
was Inhurt. Il.
s'Good boy. Clark" Jinn'g voace
rose suddenly, above the crowds
and Lona's mind was jerked back
to him abruptly. He still was stands
ing at the guy post and as she
struggled to open the car door and
reach his side, she saw the police=
man clap a hand on his shoulder.
"You're wanted, Rankin" he told
him, naatter-of-factly. You'll have
to come with me. Sorry"
'No, NO." Iona clutched Jinl's
arm desperately. "You can't! DON'T
you see he's sick? He's just out Of
the hospital. You can't take him
this way" Her voice rose and the
crowd turned from Clark to listens
avidly.
STEADY, girl" Jim's deep voice
was calm. His hand was on her
shoulder. THAT'S no good"
"Oh, jim! Why did you have to
do it? You can't go to prison! I
won't let you!"
please, girl" He was so calm
and pitying. "Ill have to go through
with it now."
''I'm going with you! won't let
you go alone. They'll have to take
me, too!'
"You'd better go home, girl
Back to Mrs. Morriss. 1 won't be
away from you long. Clark'll ar
range bail and then we can plan-a
BALL" She shrank and covered
her face. 1t was beginning all over
again, then. The same ugly route
she had travelled with daddy. Ar.
rest, and then bail, and lawyers
and---hopos. :. .a And then the
trial and the relentless conclusionL
(To Be Continued)
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! ing tendrils, like the web Of giant
spider, were stretched across the
water. They were unduiating slow
ly as men still worked about the
guy posts, experimenting with the
tension. A curious crowd, attracted
by the daring of the thing, milled
about, faces upturned to the sun.
The air was full of many voices,
excited comments and guesses on
the hazards of the test they were
about to witness. From the flank
of a convenient toolshed Iona
caught the flash of cameras in the
sun, and knew there was battery
of reporters present. Her heart
sank at the knowledge and she
turned to Jim.
He was watching the ground
preparations with frown deepen
ing the lines between his eyes.
mot enough slack" she heard him
murmur to himself. Surely Clark
gave orders :" He leaned for
ward in his seat, uneasily.
"Why don't they allow more
slack?" he demanded of the driver
who still was in the car with them.
Cant they see? It's dangerous"
The fellow stared at him and
shrugged. Il dunno" he speculat-
ed. Seems like Clark oughta know
what he's doin'. It's his show. Why
don't you tell 'em? ?" His tone was
sarcastic.
CLARK must have seen-there's
man coming down on the lift
now. Got orders, probably. I
thought Clark wouldn't pull a dud
like that" He settled back in his
seat again as a figure clad in work
clothes swung off the lift and hur-
ried Importantly toward the guy
post nearest their car. Followed a
huddled conference and signals
across to the men stationed on the
other side.
A swift silence had gripped the
crowd by this time, and Iona felt
her own fists Tightening and her
nerves tensing. For a moment she
almost forgot the urgency of their
own plight as she looked up at
Clark Martin, standing small and
straight, poised, waiting for the
signal that would send him plung-
ing downward-to what? Would
that shining, fragile-looking web
hold? Would it check that plum
met-like fall?
A strangled ejaculation from Jim
cut suddenly into her thoughts. He
had stiffened to attention again,
his eyes on the men at the guy
posts. A look of dismay drew his
eyes irto troubled Sits.
They're tightening!" he ground
out. What the hell! They're tight
ening! He'll break his neeck!
There's too much tension already
the fools!" His hand caught sud-
denly at the car door, and he flung
it open.
"I've got to stop them" he flung
at Iona, and she had to pull at his
coat with both hands to keep him
from getting out of the car.
"Jin!" she begged. "You can't"
Don't you see? There's hitch
somewhere. That FOOLS ordering
more tension. Clark'll break his
neck, I tell you! I've got to stop
them"
"But Jim, please! Think what
it means! You'll be recognized"
"You don't want to see Clark
killed, do you? Look! They're al
most ready-I've got to go over
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SLAUGHTER
@ "s's a%"sl FOR s" asa% RUTH RAY KANE

there, girl! Let loose of me! Hey!
Wait a minute over there. Don't
give that signal! Wait a minute!
Sorry, girl :"
He was out of the car and slid
ing through the crowd before she
could quite realize his intention.
"Waitw she heard him shout
again, before he had reached the
knot of workmen about the guy
post. Don't give that signal!
Wait"
The workmen whirled on him.
open mouthed.
you've got to have more Slack"
he ordered, and there was a COM
manding note in his voice which
Iona never had heard there before.
"Play her out before you give that
signal. You don't want Clark to
break his neck"
"Say, listen, wise guy" The man
who had just come down from
above interrupted him, truculently.
"Who the hell do you think you
are? I'm givin' the orders around
here. All set, boys? Ready"
"Do you want to murder him +?
Play out that slack, I tell you!
I've seen this thing worked before
and I know what I'm saying. Don't
give that signal"
II suppose Clark don't know
what he's doin', eh? He sent me
down here with orders for more
tension just so he could break his
neck, eh? Listen, scram, will you?
We gotta get on with this test"
"You say Clark ordered more
tension? But he knows. It must be
because he's UP so high. It looks
loose to him. You've got to listen
to me! I know more about this
thing than Clark does himself. I've
seen it worked, I tell you! He'll
bounce, and break his neck"
"Aw'right! Stand back, every
body! The fellow pushed back the
crowd roughly, his arms. out
stretched to make a clear Space.
He pretended to ignore Jim's now
frantic explanations, and Iona saw
a desperate look come into Jim's
pale face.
Jim" she tried to demonstrate,
but he paid her no attention Above
them, Clark's figure was poised,
tiny and straight. Over under the
bridge had been stationed a couple
of boy drummers, borrowed from
the Brighton High School band.
Clark Martin never did things by
halves, Iona caught herself think
ing, even in that tense moment. He
had arranged to make a spectacle
of the thing. Like an exhibition
diver waiting for the signal to
plunge headlong into the tank be-
low, he waited for the roll of the
drums that was to accompany his
jump.
A dead silence had settled over
the crowd, and Iona pictured, sud-
denly, the gasp Of horror that
would go up when he hit the over
tensed web stretched out so inno-
Gently over the water. The hand of
the workman who was to give the
signal to the drummers began to
raise upward, the white flag flut-
tering in his fingers, and she heard
herself screaming suddenly. A
high, piercing scream that shat,
tered the silence like the crack of
gun.
"Jim" she called. "Stop him!
Don't let him do itr'
(TO Be COntinued)
Henderson daily dispatch., 1939-04-03
CHAPTER FORTY.ONE

JIM WAS OUT of bed and
dressed for the first time since the
accident when Iona came to take
him from the hospital to the train
that was to carry them away from
Brighton. His face was alight and
he turned to her eXultantly as she
entered his room. I'm as good as
ever" he Dragged. You can't keep
q good man down." He laughed, his
old laugh, and then in the next
breath asked eagerly, did you see
Clark? How are things going down
at the bridge"
Lona's spirits sank. "Jim, don't
you think we'd better go straight
to the station?" she began. Its
so-dangerous-"
His arms about her silenced her
protests. Come on, girl, don't lose
your nerve" he urged. "Why,
there's nothing going to happen. l
want to see this test. II feel as if
I've got to see it! Clark's been
pretty good, you know. We can't
let him down."
II suppose not" she agreed, re-
luctantly. But, oh jim! I feel,
somehow, as if somSthing is going
to happen. I Promise me, you
won't go close to the bridge!
Promise me you'll stay in the car"
STEADY, girl. It's almost over.
Well be on the train in an hour"
he soothed her.
In an hour! She comforted her
self with that thought all through
the ride down town. In another
hour.
Their driver was a burly con-
struction worker from the bridge,
one Of Jim's buddies. He was frank
ly glad to see Jim on his feet again,
and was full of excitement over the
test being conducted by Clark
Martin.
''It takes CUTS t. do what he's
doin'! When you remember what
happened t. that guy out in Colo
rado-Wetmore, wasn't it?" His
enthusiasm was boisterous and
Iona caught herself wondering
what he would say if he knew the
truth about Jim. Go open-mouthed
and pop-eyed, probably. The pic
ture suggested to her mind was so
funny that she laughed suddenly,
strained, unamused laugh, MAX
ing Jim look at her with a worried
look in his eyes. &
The driver insisted upon thread
ing his way through the gathered
crowd UP almost to the water it.
self. Despite her protests about
Jim's health, he only laughed and
edged the car up into the very
shadow of the bridge. Iona shud-
dered as she recalled the one time
she had seen the towering filigreed
arch stretching in troubled majesty
almost across the oily river. 1t had
grown since that terrible day when
she watched Jim's dark figure
plunge, toy-like, into the swirling
waters below. In the two weeks he
had been in the hospital, another
span had been added, a graceful
arch,(, shining like silver in the
slanting afternoon sun.
Upon the top of that new arch a
group of tiny figures perched now
Squirting against the dazzling
light she made out Clark Martins
sturdy lines, poised against the sky,
confident and waiting. Below, there
was a hustle of preparation. Shin
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the press gallery it was possible to
see him culver and to hear his back
teeth grinding together.
1t was a painful spectacle. The
news correspondents retreated from
the gallery into their rooms at the
rear of it. 1t was too awful. A few
minutes passed. Then came fear
ful yell from the Senate chamber.
The correspondents rushed into the
gallery again-duty called them.
Garter had gone. into action. And
what he did, oratorically, to Huev!
oh, murder! Generally Huey him
Henderson daily dispatch., 1939-04-03

eral Savings and Loan Insurance
Corporation to the excepted list
Tafts contention is that the FLBB
and the FSLIC are as good as Glass
FRB.
This makes Senator Glass sore.
What Senator Glass has said, if
isn't necessary to repeat. That's been
printed. What Senator Taft has said
has been drowned out toby Sen
atOr Glass.
But assuredly they had snappy
controversy.
The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-10-17
ADDITIONAL SPORTS :.
L.I. U. Alone Holds N. Y. Football Fort
By DAN PARKER

AS end of its the college Metropolitan district that they've what t ey @ need @ is fresh point of view ike that of Long Island D. % @ a % only 5 5 % s ia @ or @ 1oS with clean record refer of course to its scoring slate The Black united and unbeaten which certainly should remove for the % iega M and medical professions worry about % % R% sns ad mas o G @ @ s % Ss Hr R relieved early in the of the necessity of getting lyrical Rose, Sugar Orange Cotton Dust Bowls Druggists which these bitter pills ccncoctsd A the @ cancellation the Satscry From Rose @ c Rose sstay defeat of the chance & of reading epic poem % anticipation of a perfect season. sterling old grad Robert Bruce Coleman who seaom deserts the one time leading spirit Phi % his Ms a p pm S M osns @ @ c the @ Grad attention to such an extent while lion is roaring in hat right M under fine kettle of kppers
 Saturday Chapel n gow mas m se w n aea @ no v M the sa1ess s dam and tD. aren't giving one since two defeats M were cha on its slate There the first time week last Wednesday was promoted to the regular hat he has been nominated for the All the Meantime don't fooled by those substantial They arise every at this time Benny Friedman who turns deaf material says who his scalp have he first cures dandru Spoken like gentleman of Manhattan which feels Named after of leading boough
 
 outlook With Bowl to will settle wants to be alone.
 Sad indeed the plight of Brooklyn College
 
 the Brooklyn College holds it's practice field right down to hardpan like the team itself eonuons abaons and aceaons summary n would be looking forward something besides today
 Standing its trylon in glass of toothpcks is l. U the that whipped football team overnight Stevens Lou Little Jimmy Crowley Herb Kopf ane think Clair Bee Long Islands mentor mched the of 1939 It might m ~other coaches the metropolitan N how it's done
 Copyright 1939 King Syndcate)
The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-10-17
NOTICE OF SALE

Take Notice that heretofore, and on the Sth day of June 1888, William l.. Welch entered into conditional sales contract, covering Hudson automobile, serial number S729956, with filling x Miles, Inc, a dealer who duly assigned said contract and the note taken as evidence of the payments to be made under said con- tract to the undersigned corpora ton. There is at this time due, un- der the terms of said contract, the sum of $397.O0, and the said auto mobile has been re-possessed, for default, and will be sold at public auction to the highest bidder. as provided by law, on tie 3Oth day of October, 1899, at eleven o'clock, A. M., at premises number 37 Cottage Place, Waterbury, Connecticut, un- less the aforesaid sum is sooner paid to the undersigned, plus the expense of taking, keeping and stor- ing said automobile, said storage charges being in the sum of $1.00 per day from the date of re-posses- sion.
 Dated this 1sth day of October
 c. l. T. Corporation.
 by BERNARD E. BLICK, 10-16-23 Auctioneer.
The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-10-17

blown between three and five mill lion dollars that the Manassa Maul- CT had earned with his explosive fists during the hey-day of Tex Rickard-
 He lost his world heavyweight crown in Septemoer, 1926, to Gene Tunney. He tried to take it from Tunney in September, '27, at Chi cago, but failed. Later he tried a comeback campaign that wound up when he was licked by Kingfsh Levinsky.
 Like all other eX-heavy champs, Dempsey failed to regain the crown. But differing from ex-champs and ex-fighters in virtually veery divi- sion, this brawny, black-haired son of the west is -ehabilitating himself financially. And that is a greater comeback than any he could have pounded out in the ring. This is im- pressively true when one recalls that the most hopeless and most help less fotsam of any sport are the ex- pugs, who were good fellows when they hat. dough, but who haven't got it now and who lack the intel igence and education to make even a livelihood, once they hang up their gloves.
 Dempsey was broke six years ago, just like most ex-pugs, but today he Is marching toward another million dollars.
 Silent Partner
 The man who gives this figure is the little fellow you never hear about his restaurant partner, Jacob Am ron. Jake" admits to Dempsey's financial affluence with reluctance, because Dempsey is making money beyond the Amron sphere of inf1u- eEce.
 Amron says: Dempsey is in the cloak and suit business with Billy Taub. He's in the liquor business with somebody else. And he jumps around the coui.try like flea refereeing boxing and wrestling bouts. Sure, he's making money in those things, but don't like it. If he'd only stick in New York, he'd make money twice as fast in our restaurants - on Eighth Avenue and on Broadway and in the new $250, 1000 tavern in the Grand Central district for which we'll sign the lease next week. He's getting nearly $100,ooO a year of the restaurants, and he could make a lot more. Yes-he owns half of each restaurant in dollars and cents. He's not fronting for me or anybody else. D Big Break
 Amron, small, elderly, with brown ish-gray hair, is the guy who started Dempsey on his financial comeback. Tired of the night clubs he had operated for years, Amron sought a "big name" man with whom he could team in running high class taverns. After Investigating Dempsey for three months, he decided he was the man.
 Amron detests Dempsey's other activities, but he is forced to admire him for his whirlwind pace in the world of business. Little Jake says, T don't know how he does it. He's going from morning to night-until late night. And he's never still. He's like a clock that's wound up and can't stop. Always, he's on the go- maxim: benefit appearances. He took lessons in talking from an elo- cution teacher. And now he's one of the best public speakers I ever heard. But I wish he'd stay in oul restaurants. He's making money SC fast that he'll be a millionaire again within a year and half. And I won- der what he'll do then"
The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-10-17

DISTRICT of WATERBURY, ss. PROBATE COURT. Oct. 18th, A. OROURKE, of the Town of Wa terbury in said District, Minor.
 The Guardian, having exhibited her account with said estate to this Court for allowance together with her resignation as such Guardian, it is
 ORDERED, That the 21st day of October, A. D. 1889, at 9:30 o'clock, in the forenoon, standard time, at the Probate Office in Waterbury, be and the same is, assigned for a account and acceptance of said resignation, and the Court directs the Guardian, to give notice there of, by publishing this order in some newspaper having a circulation in said District, at least three days before said day of hearing.
 Attest:
 MARGUERITE M. FAHY. 1O-17-1t Asst. Clerk
The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-10-17
.QEHMANN
Legal Notices

STATE OF CONNECTICUT, District
 of Waterbury, ss, Probate Court,
 October 18th, 1889.
 ESTATE OF Laura ". Curtis, late of the town of Waterbury, in said district, deceased.
 The Court of Probate for the Dis trict of Waterbury, hath limited and allowed six months from the date hereof for the creditors of said estate to exhibit their claims for settlement. Those who neglect to present their accounts, properly at- tested, within said time. will be de- barred of recovery. All persons in. debted to said estate are requestd to make immediate payment to the CITIZENS & MANUFACTURERS NATIONAL BANK, Executor.
 By THOMAS F. MOORE, 10-16-3t. Trust Officer.
The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-10-17
Mount Carmel Pin Pickups
By ANGELO MIRO

Louis "Slingshot" Rocco is one of the saddest men in Town Plot these hays. His heart almost broke in two the other night when his Red SoX have now lost six in a row.
 The Giants defeated the Yankees wice, Thanks to the hard hitting of .ouis Grella, who got high single Ind high three for the night with AS and 377. Rocco Pop" Ciampi, fter being i'll for a couple of weeks, eturned to te Senators lineup to &elp his teammates win their only lame of the night against the Cubs. Anthony Sacco of the Yankees man. |ged to bring his average up about
 point or so when he hit 361 for lis share of the nights work. Tony las & beautiful cross-alley ball which goes right down the middle inc times out of ten. Now did you now that Nick Mature is one of the host improved bowlers of the league. lat Bredice, who thinks he's "in" etter be a little more careful, be- ause he's not quite as good as he ninks he is. Tony Famiglietti, Fho for some reason goes by the anne of Gus Gardella, is quitting he league in favor of one of the hen whose name appears on the aiting list. Ambrose Maggi nally got his famous reverse ball orking pretty good. ... This olumn will not appear on these ages any more, but the scores will e published every week without .il? Well these are all facts.
 High single Grella, T48.
 High three-Grella, BIT.
 High game-Pirates, 580.
 1otal pinfall Pirates, 1897.