davidaulloa/AmericanStories huggingface dataset:
Henderson daily dispatch., 1939-05-01

I'll get another typewriter and
then We'll both work. It will be
something more We'll share"
Phil rubbed his cheek with ner-
vous gesture that was new to him.
1--WE can't fool ourselves, Nell. That
book won't ever be written, I
guess"
"Nonsensew she said, heartily,
the way she spoke to Jessica when
the baby fell down and hurt her
self.
Phil thought of it:
See. pet. you aren't really hurt!
You've only got scratched knee.
But the old sidewalk has a big
spot on it where you fell. We'll
have cookie and forget all
about it.
Il guess I'll have to take my
cookie and forget about it," he said,
speaking his thoughts aloud.
whatever are you talking
about 2" she asked, laughing.
Maybe I'd better tell you.
You're a smart girl, so maybe you
already know what kind of man
you're married to-"
81 do" she said proudly. I'm
married to man who is dear and
sweet, and wise and kind :"
And We'll always be good
friends" he finished.
You're trying to be dramatic.
was going to end by saying {.
the only man I'd ever want to be
married to-"
I'D kiss you, Nell, except that it
isn't quite proper to kiss a. girl in
the park when you're married to
her."
when I was listing your vir-
lures, I forgot to mention that
sense of humor that charms me-"
All her gaiety could not erase
the purpose from his face. 1.-THE
sense of humor that you mention,
and the charm which you have been
SO kind as to mention before, Nell,
are practically my only attributes.
I'm pretty serious about this"
about what 2"
Things that you've got to
know"
Eleanor laughed until the tears
came to her eys. "Oh, Phil, you
idiot! After being married to you
for over two years, are you going
to tell me what you're really like {?
That's funny! I know that you al
ways wear down one side of your
toothbrush, and I know everything
you like to eat, and that no power
on earth can make you unbutton
button without practically tear
ing it out. l know :"
do you know that you're going
Henderson daily dispatch., 1939-05-01

places and that I'm always going
to be a good-not a great-re-I
porter? And that I'm an easy-go-
ing chap with plenty Of ambitionI
but no industry? And that I would
be happy all my life to putterI
around doing what like to do on
assignments and, perhaps, having
a garden some day?"
whats wrong with that ?" she
asked stoutly.
1.-TWO people in harness, my dear
girl, travel better when they travel
the same pace"
But don't we? Or did you think
I was planning to hire footmanI
tomorrow
1--WE got a bunch that some day
you may be up in the big money
brackets. Where do you think I'll
be them"
with me-all my life, I hope"
Surprisingly, he said nothing.
His eyes fingered on her face for a
few moments, then moved off to-
the horizon.
Eleanor felt swift sense of fear
again.
She said: "Phil, you wouldn't
ever let anything-your success or
my success, or other men, or other
women-come between us, would
you?"
He smiled at her. His smile was
sweet, a little like JeSSica'S.
II have two worlds" she said at
last when he didn't speak. There's
the world I've just found for my
self and that is important. I've.
felt like new person. But there
is another world. OUR world. +
don't want it to ever be any dif-
ferent."
Money and success do things to-
people" he murmured.
mot to us! Don't you see, Phil,
it will always be US. I couldn't
have written that story if it hadn't
been for you" Even as she was
saying it, she didn't know why she
was, because Phil had not con-
tributed anything she could put her
finger on. II need you, darling. I'll
always need you. And don't need
anyone else in the world. I am
thoroughly an individual-except
where you're concerned"
He said: Come along, Nell. We
haven't broken the news to Jessicai
yet that her mas published au-i
thor"
Eleanor felt that there were UNI;
said things between them that she
would have to try to understand
some day.
(TO Be COntinued)
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the paper cap type. He took his
off.
There was bottle Of champagne
in. a silver pail beside their table.
They ordered scotch WOOdcock
without knowing that it was a dish
of scrambled eggs with anchovies.
They danced every dance and
Eleanor asked the orchestra leader
to play Poor Butterfly"
"That was the song they played
for us the first time you took me
dancing" she said.
And a little later, tits like a
honeymoon. Isn't it, Phil?"
"Not exactly" he answered. He
wouldn't tell her what he meant
by that.
At three o'clock the orchestra
played the closing number. Phil
stuffed his pockets with the toys
that were their souvenirs. For
Jessica," he explained.
It was October and the night was
crisp, sharp and inviting when
Eleanor and Phil came out of the
smoky air of the Club Mira6or.
Eleanor's cheeks were pink with
excitement and the wine had lifted
candles in her eyes,, "Phil, let's not
go home yet. Let's go to the Fla
mingo club. Please, pet, just for
one dance"
He answered, eff we had house,
we'd have to mortgage it to go to
that place. They say the hat check
girls buy diamond bracelets with
one evenings tips"
''Then let's help the girls get
along. It may be a long time be-
fore get another check and I
mean to have fun with it,"
He said: "'Sorry. I've only got
six bucks left.'
She opened the sequin bag and
handed him twenty-dollar bill.
'"That ought to pay for it," she
said. THAT'S your money, any,
way, left from the grocery budget.
Well use this and take it out of
my check. And if you don't take
me there, Phil I swear I'll go
alone" She smiled when she said it.
The Flamingo room was damned
to the doors. They had to wait
at the velvet rope for a table.
"Phil," she whispered as a young
man went past her with a green
carnation in his lapel, "Are those
young men walters? Look, there
are lots of them, all wearing green
carnations"
They're gigolos," he answered,
with a wry smile. "But you've
brought your own"
Her face turned white and her
eyes blazed at him. Come on"
she said tersely, Give had enough
of this. Enough to last my whole
life"
His voice was troubled, his eyes
on her averted face as she looked
out the cab window on the way
down town. what have I done ?"
Taken all the pleasure out Of
everything" she said unreasonably.
IF you ever as long as you live
mention being a gigolo again,
Phil, you'll have cause to regret it.
He never mentioned it again.
ITO Be COntinued)
Henderson daily dispatch., 1939-05-01

dress. It'll make me feel gala just
to look at them"
He kissed her and fished with an
assumed gesture of worried con-
Germ in his pocket. Hope
haven't left the tickets at the Of
fice," he said.
There they are! Aren't we lucky
to have passes for the best musical
show in town? Phil, take your
shower at once. I'll have cock
tails ready when you are. Oh, isn't
it fun, Phil ?"
Phil looked at his daughter apol-
ogetically. Next time I pick out
a mother for you, babe," he said,
II won't pick a party girl"
Daddy go bye-bye," she offered.
Fright! Very bye-bye, Jessica.
Soup and fish bye-bye. Dinner at
the Ritz. ""The Vanities" and no
end of night clubs"
Dinner at the Ritz. Soft music
and perfect service. Silver and
linen and china that shone. Muted
voices and flashing jewels.
Toying with peche nelba, Flea
nor looked about her with cas-
ual, cool gaze, tucking away her
impressions in an avid memory:
the coiffures and gowns of the
beautifully dressed women around
her, the impeccable black and
white of the mems evening
clothes
Her eyes softened when they
came back to Phil.
"See anything you ike?" he
asked.
mot better than you," she
smiled. "You wear evening clothes
as if you were born in them. Men
are so lucky. Your styles don't
change"
"You look like fashion picture
yourself, Mrs. Parrish"
'In dress that's older than Jes-
sica?"
"Why didn't you buy yourself a
new one ?"
i "Oh, I've more important plans
for my ADVANCE" she told him.
I'm going to an auction with Kit
Tuesday. I thought I'd pick up
some new furniture. Spend it all
on a grand spree fixing up the
apartment"
II wouldn't" he said shortly.
"Better. get yourself some new
clothes. It's time we were leaving
if we want to see the curtain go
up"
Eleanor meant to speak to him
about that matter later.
After the theater, he said: "Pick
your night spot"
1.-THE gayest one in town, Phil
please. Let's go to the Club Mi
rador."
At the fashionable night clut
they were like two children. It hac
been long since they'd tasted
amusement and when they had, il
had been only briefly, when Flea
nor was working at the paper be.
fore Jessia was born.
There was a floor show and SOU.
venirs. Eleanor put a paper cap or
her head for a moment, then tore
it off. She was not, she told Phil
Henderson daily dispatch., 1939-05-01
PIER TWENTY-ONE

CHAPTER INVENTION
JESSICA fondled a worn plush
rabbit while she watched her moth
er's operations at the dressing table
with interest.
"Mommie bye-bye Jessie?" she
inquired.
mo. Mommie bye-bye daddy, for
a change" Eleanor informed her
audience. 1.-THE very first time
we'll have had a first-class blow
out, Miss Parrish, since you ar
rived"
She whisked a long unused eve
ming slip from her cedar chest.
Something bright and glittering
came with it. It was the purse Phil
had given her the first Christmas
they were married. It was a little
furnished now, but she laid it be-
side the square of violet chiffon
on her dressing~ table. The violet
handkerchief and the bright silk
flowers she meant to thrust into the
bosom of her only evening dress
the black one she had bought two
years before-Were all she had in
the way of new notes for her gala
raiment.
"But what if the dress is old !?
There's a crown of stars in my
hair" she said to her daughter.
"And think of the lovely things
We'll both have some day. And if
you, my housekeeping child, still
have a prediction for throwing
your stockings over the side Of
your crib, We'll have special maid
just to pick them up. Won't that
be fun?"
Jessica favored her mother with
a long, unimpressed glance from
grave eyes.
"Come on, darling, smilew her
mother urged, patting gobs Of cold
cream over her face. isn't any,
body in this family going to cele-
brate mommie's wealth? In this lit
tie purse there's beautiful check
for three hundred American dol
lars. Wealth beyond the dreams of
Rvarice! And anybody'd think it
was tainted. If you knew how
had to work on your father just
to get him to celebrate tonight
"Are you trying to ALLEVIATE my
cnild's affections 2" Phil demanded
from the door.
"Angel:' Eleanor said, glinpsing
the CARNATIONS he was trying un-
successfully TO conceal. "Tll put
them on the dressing table while
Henderson daily dispatch., 1939-05-01
CHAPTER TWENTY

WHEN Eleanor Parrish put out
her hand to stop her husband from
saying whatever he had brought
her there to say, she was expert
encing an emotion that later she
, never was to own to.
In that moment every line in his
face, the set of his lean jaw, the
slight stoop Of his shoulders, was
UNNECESSARILY dear to her, dearer
perhaps, because she was afraid ii
was no longer her man that she
saw.
He said: tits about your novel;
She closed her eyes for a mo-
ment. After a little, she said, in a
humble voice: What did you think
of it, Phil?"
II guess you're going to be a
writer" he said.
She waited.
ITS not great. It's not magnifi-
cent. 1t isn't even very original
but its got something"
THANK you," she said with a
slight edge in her voice.
Your characterizations are
amazingly well done for first eff
fort"
did you like them?" she asked
eagerly.
He nodded. You're pretty flow
cry, but you can discipline that.
The important thing is that you
understand your people = which
surprises me-and you've got a
good yarn. can point out a lot of
things that you've got to learn, but
1 know you can learn. Your Gagli-
ardi family is nice set of word
portraits"
Eleanor's breath came faster.
She was tasting the first sweet
praise SO necessary to a creator.
You'll help me, Phil? I will do
whatever you say. I'll throw out
the things you think are unneces-
sary. Maybe I'll throw out that
whole story. I've another one in
mind that I'm itching to do ="
He smiled a twisted, dry smile.
"You can't throw that one out,
Nell"
why can't I? It's mine and 1
don't want anyone to see anything
that isn't good work."
tits sold, Nell"
"Sold!" Surprise and pleasure
mingled in the one word. And a
kind of wonder.
II took it to George Brooks, fic-
ton editor of our syndicate, yester-
day. ! pointed out the yarn and
wrote a quick synopsis. He read it
and told me today that he would
take it,"
Does he like it ?" She whispered
because there was awe in her voice.
Sure" Phil didn't tell her that
Brooks had said: "Well, old man.,
I guess it'll do. I'll have to do a lot
of cutting, but I will give it a
chance. We haven't got our fall list
up full"
ooh, Phil, can't believe it. Now
I'm really going to writer
He said: yeah, I guess you are"
! She touched his hand timidlv.
Aren't you happy about it, dar-
hng?"
He grinned, with somber eyes.
Sure 1 am. Didn't tell you once
that anything that made you happy
makes me happy, too?"
But you don't look very happy
about it,"
He managed pretty good smile
then.
"You ought to start again on
your book, Phil. When I get paid,
Henderson daily dispatch., 1939-05-01
READ THIS FIRST:
WRITTEN FOR AND RELEASED BY
CENTRAL PRESS ASSOCIATION

READ THIS FIRST:
Phil Parrish, New York reporter, is
old-fashiOned enough to believe that
his wife's place is in the. home, with
their newborn baby. Jessica. Eleanor.
per. has had aspirations to do some
kind of writing and supplement Pills
modestl salary Consequently, when
Eleanor completes novel she has writ
ten surreptitiously. while her husband
was working nights, then hen gives 1t TO
modest spree. After many hours he
returns Phil tells Eleanor he has sold
her story to his papers syndicate. He
criticizes it frankly, tells her the. char
acterizations are brilliant. admits she
can write.
(NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
Henderson daily dispatch., 1939-05-01
READ THIS FIRST .

Phil Parrish. New York reporter, is
old-fashloned enough to believe that
his wife's place is in the home, with
their newborn baby. Jessica. Eleanor,
who met Phil on a small town newspa-
per, has had aspirations to do some
modest salary. Consequently, when
Eleanor completes a novel she has writ
ten surreptitiously, while her husband
was working nights. then gives it to
nm to read, Phil goes off alone on a
modest spree. After many hours he
returns.
tNOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
Telegraf. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1909-1951, 1939-09-08
Knejpem platil utratu.

V restauracn1 mfstnosti no.
telu Mensik v Klatovech Sc u
sadil 22lety stTihac a kamnaT
Tomas Svitil. Do 10. hodi-
ny, tedy "a velmi kratkou
dobu, vypil 6 ctvrtek ryzlinku.
Kdyz no restaurater Mens1k
vyzval, ably 1tratu zaplatil,
Svitil bez mluveni sahl do ma
prsni kapsy, vytahl sevcovsky
knejp a prudkym trhnut1m bo-
dl majitele hotelu do leve ruky
kterou 81 restaurater n~astavil
pred oblicej sebeobrane.
Svitil pax vysel ma ulici, Dire
nGz v ruce. 0 nasil1 v hotelu
byla vyrozumena mestska po-
licie, jez Sc "a dtocn1kem W.
dala. Kdyz vsak Sv1til poznal,
re straznfci k nemu pTichazeji,
zavolal ma ne, jen ably k nemu
pfiSli, re uz je mu vsechno jed
no a pri tom naval nozem. Kdo
vi, jak by celia zalezitost dopa-
ola, kdyby nahodou kolem ne
.jeli dGstojnfci T1sske ochranne
policie, kteT1 energicky ma Sv1-
tia namiTili sluzebn1 pistole a
tax no prinutili, re nGz odhodil
pax byl zatcen a dodan
do vazby.
Telegraf. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1909-1951, 1939-09-08
Smrtelny skok ma hlavu
kamarada.

V Tynci u Hodon1na Sc kou-
palo nekolik mladfkG v T1cce
Kyjovce, We ktere je pc posled-
mich destfch dosti vody. Ska
kali do nj s mostu. V male rfc-
ce Sc koupalo tolik lid, re pTi
jednom skoku dopadl 19lety
mechanic Oldrich Pek brichem
ma hlavu plovajfcfho kamara-
da. Naraz byl tax prudky, re
Pek upadl lined do bezvedomi
a musel byt z vody vytazen,
protoze no nebylo mono vkTi-
sit, byl odveze MINED autem
do nemocnice v Uherskem Hra-
dist, kde vsak bylo lekaTi zjis-
teno, re 81 pTivodil narazem ma
kamaradovu hlavu smrtelne
vnitfn1 zranen1. Nestastny Pek
Sc vGbec z bezvedom1 nepro-
bral a v nemocnici umfra
Telegraf. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1909-1951, 1939-09-08
Vymenkar dial Sc zabit elek-
trickym proudem.

VymenkaT Karel CHAD z
obce Kocourkova nedaleko
Klatov mel svou manzelku neo-
bycejne rad. Pred trent mes1-
ci potkal no vsak Fly osud.
Manzelka pc dlouhe nemoci
mu zemrela. CHAD, tTebaze
mel teprve So let, byl uz ma w
menku. c1til Sc neskonale opu-
stem. Rozhodl Sc, re ucinf i
svemu zivotu konec. Wal delsi
drat, k %. iodine v noel
vysel ma ulici do tiny zde
drat, zatfzeny ma konci kane
mem, prehodil pres elektrick6
vedenf Zapadoceskych elektra
rem. V okamziku Sc zhroutil.
Kratce ma to nasli jej takto Ii
de, ale pomoci mu uz nebylo.
Jeste stest1, re v dIsledku KRAFT
keno spojenf nepTisel nikdo il
ny o zivot.
Telegraf. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1909-1951, 1939-09-08
Vosa pricinou nestssti.

Ma poll Banova nakladal
66lety rolnlk Anton1n Bujak ma
VIZ obili. Protoze popojfzdel
cd mandele k mandelu, nechal
We voze kravy zapTazene. Ma
nile Sc dobytcata splasila a da-
la Sc do behu. Bujak spadl S
fury, prava noha Sc mu dostala
pod kolo a byla prejeta. Kolo
mu il rozdrtilo. Teprve doda-
tecne Sc zjistilo, re pfrfcinou
nestestl byla vosa, ktera stfpa-
la jednu z krav do nosu a zp1-
sobila tax, re zv1fe Sc poleka-
10 a splasilo.
Telegraf. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1909-1951, 1939-09-08
0 ceske postovni znamky
.veliky zaiem.

Prazsky 6. S. p1se: Cd vzni-
ku Protektoratu Cechy a Mo-
rava nastal v cizine velmi Znac-
ny zajem O postovn1 znamky
Protektoratu. V dobe necelych
ctyr mesfcG bylo vyvezeno Cd
tud 1000 ky postovnfch INA
mex pro sberatele v zahranicl.
Hodnota t6chto znamek byla u
dana castkou 100000 K. Zvla-
ste velky zajem o znamky z
Protektoratu byl v Severn1 A
merice.
Telegraf. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1909-1951, 1939-09-08

no., rekl kllmoS VaZHe.
Kdyz hudba doznela, Dorka
pouzila chvilky, nez Sc parky
tanecnfkn rozesly Ike stolum, a
visfc dosud ma krku Jardovu.
hovorila rychle: "PGjdu ted
dom1. Zpfvati uz nebudu.'
"Dorko!" zvolal Jarda pro-
sebne a vycftave.
"Mlc!" pokracovala stale 5
chvatem. Muslin odtud. Je
tam matka sama. Mas-li mne
opravdu rad, prijd Ultra vecer
k lesu, kde jsme byli dnes. Poe
kan tam ma tebe."
Stiskla mu ruku a odskocila
cd neho. Kdyz usedla ma lavl-
ci k hudebn1kGm, Jirka Sc k nj
nahnul a rekl: ely take tancu-
jes?"
"a tvs to nevedel?" fekla
vysmesne.
"Ovsem, S takovym selskym
fesakem, to ver1m," povldal
zarlive. "To 81 mysl1m. Ten
Sc tt lfbf."
No tvs sc mi nelibil nikdy.
A tanec S tebou by ash vypadal
pekne." Dorka mluvila tvrde.
Sebrala penize, ktere me- Pc
PEEK vybrane ma talffi a rychle
odeSla.
Pres p1lnoc hudebnlci hrali
a Klimes stale poukazoval ma
to, jak Jim to dobre jde dohro-
mady. Ovsem oba hudebnlci
Sc nepochlubili, re spolu We sve
te hrali uz casteji, ami Sc ne
pochlubili, re sc spolu dobre
znajf. Kdyz Sc mlstnost zaca-
la prazdnit, rozdelil Sc Pepek
s Jirkou O pen1ze, ktere Sc pc
odchodu Dorcinu ma tal1ri jeste
objevily a sli take. Pred hos
podou Jirka Tekl: "PTijdu Sc
Ultra ma vas pod1vat."
Pepek neodpovedel a zmizel
We tine.
Obloha byla pima hvezd a
lesy sumely tise, kdyz Dorka
sla 1vozem re vsi. Nez dosla
ma pastviSte, zastavila Sc a O.
bratila Sc Ike vsi. AZ sem bylo
slyseti hudbu z hospody. He
die ma YES, zamyslila Sc Dorka
a chvili tax postala, potion po-
hodila hlavou a ub1rala Sc k
vozu. Svlekla Sc sebe svatecnl
odev a hodila no pres OF vozu a
z vozu vytahla sve vsednl saty.
Tim zbudila matku, ktera Sc
ozvala: "Dorko! isl to ty?"
"No, ja," odpovedela dfvka
zouvajic stTev1ce a puncochy.
Potion usedla ma rozporu a tn
rozpTedla Sc mezi matkou a
dcerou podivna rozmluva.
"Kde zGstal Pepek?"
"Jest6 Jim hraje."
"A penlze mas?"
MAN jich dost a Pepek snad
jeste nejake p~finese."
"To je dobre. Jen hodne pc
n6z, pax ma clovek vsecko."
"Mamko, vSecko? Vsecko Sc
koupiti nemdze."
II vsecko Sc koupi, ma de
vecko. = Jen m1ti hodne pc:
nez."
"stesti 81 clovek koupiti ne
m1ze."
oak pax ne? Kdyz je dost
pence, to uz je Stest1."
"Ba ne, mamko. ia dnes
~pfinesla dost pence a piece
mne netesf. Go yam nepovim !
Je tn pajdavy Jirka."
"Jirka? Kde Sc tn wall"
"Je zdejs1, tax no sem prive-
dli supem. Hlasil Sc Ike mne
hned a p1skal S Pepkem."
"Vy jste mu Tekli?"
"Kde pax! Sedlaci tomu chte-
H."
"Tak vida. Pomohl YAM W.
delavati."
"Ale mne to netesi. Jake
kdyz pc jaru chodil S nami, "a
to, elm nam pomahal, stale
mne pronasledoval. Mamko,
vlte proc. Sotva jsem Sc tomu
ubranila. Jak jsem byla rada,
re no sebrali, a ted no budeme
m1ti stale ma krku."
"Tedy rano odjedeme."
"To by bylo malo platne.
PGjde S nami. A ia Sc nemohu
cd toho chlapce odlouciti."
"Dorka! Zblaznila isl seq"
"Zblaznila, mamko. Nam no
rada a on mne take"
"Rada! A co z toho Dude?
Sedlak 81 tie prece nevezme."
ma to ia ami nemysllm."
"Tak? Co tedy myslfs. Jirka
by Sc k nam dobfe hodil. Svou
Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1939-08-04
Stockton News

Mrs. Charles Melvin, Miss Iva Mel
vim, of Pocomoke, Mrs. Benjamin L
Ballinger and children, of Elkton
Md, visited Mr.. and Mrs. James Hous
ton, Thursday.
Mr.. and Mrs. Parker Cherrix visit.
ed friends in Georgetown, Del, Sun
day.
Mrs. Elwood Watson and little
daughter, Shirley Ann, of Berlin Wis
tied her parents, Mr.. and Mrs. H. F
Taylor, Thursday.
Mr.. and Mrs. Bryon Martha, Of
Beaver Falls, Pa, spent last week
with Mr.. and Mrs. Marion Jones.
Mr.. and Mrs. Harry Rounds, Mr.
and Mrs. William Small and little
daughter, Jan, of Salisbury, spent
Sunday with Mr.. and Mrs. Charlie
Ward.
Mrs. w. H. Marshall of Baltimore
who has been spending some time with
friends here, left Wednesday to spend
some time with friends in Pocomoke
Miss Priscilla Cottingham of Snow
Hill, is spending some time with Mr.
and Mrs. G.. E. Dryden.
Mr.. and Mrs. John Goldhaber and
children, of Girdletree, visited Mr.. and
Mrs. John White, Sunday.
Mr.. and Mrs. K. G. Petit and
daughter, Grace, visited friends in
Snow Hill, Sunday.
Mr.. C. P. Hudson spent the week.
end with friends in fredericksburg, Md
He was accompanied home by Mrs
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C. P. Hudson, who has been spending
some time there.
Mrs. Richard Chapman and daugh-
ter, Shirley, of Greenbackville, spent
Thursday with Mr.. and Mrs. w. A..
Sharpley.
Mr.. and Mrs. John Edgar Doughty
and little son, Don, spent Sunday
with Mr.. and Mrs. John Doughty, at
Pungoteague.
Mr.. and Mrs. Edward Allen, of
Horntown, visited Mr.. and Mrs. Maui
rice Hancock, Sunday. They were ac-
companied home by Jean and Fay
Hancock, who will spend some time
with them.
Miss Lillian Fergus, of New York,
spent the past week with Mr.. and
Mrs. Harry Merritt.
Mr.. and Mrs. Estel Trader and Mr..
Reginald Trader spent Sunday in Bal
timore.
Mr.. and Mrs. Leland Smack, Of
Philadelphia, spent a few days last
week with Mr.. and Mrs. G. II. Jones.
Mr.. and Mrs. Roy Guthrie and
daughter, Mary, of Fruitland, Nd,
spent Sunday with Mr.. and Mrs. Jas.
Nicholson.
Mr.. and Mrs. Kerbin Sturgis, of
Snow Hill, visited Mr.. and Mrs. W.
A. Sharpley, Sunday.
We are sorry to report Mrs. Annie
Bromley on the sick list.