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The Wilmington morning star. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1909-1990, 1946-03-24
P PERSONAL

Mrs Emmett H. Bellamy has re-
turned to the city after a visit to
her daughters, Lillian Maxwell Bel
lany and Mary Hargrove Bellamy
in New York city and while away
she attended the international flow
Ter show.
Mrs. Julia Akel has returned to
the city after five weeks stay in
St. Petersburg Fla.
Ensign Robert N. Taylor station
ed at the Navy Shipyard Charles
ton, S. {. is spending the week
end with his parents, Mr.. and Mrs.
Julien K. Taylor, 1911 Princess
street.
Mrs. W. G.. Hutaff. Miss Emma
Gade Hutaff and Miss Margaret
Banck accompanied by Mrs. HUI
taff's sister, Miss Lula Dunkel of
Richmond, Va. have returned to
the city after spending the past
week at Sherry-Netherlands hotel
in New York city.
Claude Davis, who recently re.
ceived his discharge from the
Army Air Corps has left for a
visit Of several weeks with rela-
tives in Georgia and Florida.
Mr.. and Mrs. George ". Gore
are expected to arrive from Oak
land, Calf, where Mr.. Gore has
recently eived discharge
from the Navy. They will return
to their residence at Wrights-
vile avenue.
Mr.. and Mrs. Breckenridge Long
Of Washington, D. c. are spending
the weekend in the city and are
stopping at the Cape Fear hotel
while here visiting the gardens
open this weekend.
Mr.. and Mrs. J. Douglas Taylor
have as their guests at their home
on Market street., DR.. and Mrs.
Robert H. Crawford of Rutherford
ton, and Robert Crawford, Jr.
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my Craig, Jimmie Frazier, Dottie
10 James, Betty Ann Johnston
Joyce Latimer, Dawn Peacock,
Jerry Lou Prevatte, Barbara Tay-
lor, and Billy league.
The Pioneers-Doris Ammons,
Bobby Badger Lawrence Britt,
Myrtle Byrd, Jessie Mae Carroll,
Geraldine Davis, Jennie Lee Davis,
Brantley Flowers, Eleanor Futch,
Virginia Granger, John H. Guth-
RE, Doris Harris, Aemogene Her.
ring, Nadlee Hill, J. w. Jackson,
Gene Lockamy, Ithalia Lovett,
Mildred Melvin, Marilyn Mayors,
Doris McFayden, Ronald Potter,
Willis Prevatto, Horace Reeves,
Pansy Savage, Margaret Stafford
Linwood Thorpe, Norwood Vann,
Robert Wallace, and Perry Whit
man.
The Pirates and the Creoles-
Billy Joe Blackmon, Jack Glenn
mons. Jean Crawford, Edwin Farr,
Jimmy High, Billy Martin. Jimmy
Medlin, Robert Meier Mack Mos
er, Max Newber, George Page,
Bobby Perry, Charles Scott, Adri-
an Verzaal, and Robert Watkins.
Creoles-Lois Barrow, Inez
Bryant, Joyce Buckner, Martha
Carroll, Beulah Clark, Nettie Col
ley, Betty Cottnell, Jackie Cowan,
Betty Fryer, Evelyn Goldburg,
Peggy Ann Grimsley, Mary Hewett
Margaret Joyce, Mildred Lutterloh
Helen Martin, Hilda Matthews Ida
Lee Moore, Catherine Post, Mil
dred Powell, Lillian Rasbury
jeanette Scott, Hilda Sellers
Louise Watkins, Wanda F. Way
Joan Widenhouse, and Annie LOT
Yates.
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Wood Freight Rate
Hearing To Be Held

RALEIGH, March 23.-R)-The
State Utilities commission will
conduct hearing next Wednesday
into requests by railroads for per-
mission to increase freight rates
on wood.
Shippers have filed protest and
are expected to be represented.
The railroads ask for a five per
cent raise in the present rates on
pulpwood, acid wood, extract and
similar woods, and on firewood and
cordwood. The case has been pend
ing for about two years, and the
hearing has been postponed several
times at the request of the car
riers, with the shippers concurring.
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|Iemenway School
Pupils Present
Delightful Play

The Hemenway school presented
7 Hear America Singing or
thursday and Friday evening a.
he school which was attended by
everal hundred persons, Oh
olorful scenes portrayed the MS,
ory of the country in song anu
lances.
The production was under me
direction of Mrs. Hinton and Mrs
Z. R. Christie.
The cast Of character was as 1ol-
oWs:
The Pigrims-Eddie Chadwick
Rupert Coble, Ken Davis, L. e.
Harris, Emerson Head, Nellie
Henry. Leon Holden, Eunice Hope
Fred Kelly, Celeste LeGwin, lola
Lovett. Devaun Mooney, Donald
Morton. Richard Mcdowell, jim
nv Post, Shirley Primm, Edward
sloop. Edward Spencer, Shirley
Ty1er, Susan Walker, Carolyn Way,
Juanita White, Elmer Williamson,
and Conrad Witherspoon.
The Indians Juanita Mclean
Bowen. Marjorie Browning, Aver
NJ Buckner, Billy Cannon, Anne
chadwick c Clark Cornell, Jean
Eason. Clara Fokakis. Fred roy
Betty Jean Garris, Rose Marie
Hatchell, Tom Jenrette Barbara
King Margie King, Bill Knott,
Reba Lanier, Naomi Lee, Earl
Livingston, Evelyn Moore, Ruin
Moore, Billy McGlaughon, Betty
Neal, Jean Parker Betty haOon'
Bernard Rabunsky, Ruth Raynor'
Leo Robinson, Billy Rochelle, Jack
Ward. Bobbie West, Richard WIN
erspoon, Myrtle Wood, and Bruce
Yandle.
The French, Dutch, Irish and
Norwegians:
French-Gloria Bohannon, 10, Joe
Crutchfield, Betty Jean Hollis,
Jean Jackson, Charlotte Strickland
and Rosemary Swisher.
Dutch-Dickie Baggett, Carrol
Bailey, Lyme Beachum, Josephine
Eason, Thomas Edison Emma
Jean Fennell, Jessie Harker'
Janice Morgan, Bertha Parker, An
nette Peacock, Roy Price. Joane
Rivenbark, Jerry Sem, and Grace
Watkins.
1rish-patricia Calabra, Randall
Dosher. Nancy Cranes Billy kel-
Iy. Philips Miller, Hilda Parrish
Deloris Pridgen, and George satfo'
Norwegians-Feriba Berry, Jera-
Iene Bryson, Maxine George, Edna
Lee Hilton, Barbara Anne Lewis
Patsy Lockamy, Barbara Jean
Moore Glenda Radcliffe, Betty
Jean Seagrove, and catherine
VonderLiethe.
The Southerners:
Minuet-Gerald Bosselieu, Ann
Bowles, Nadine Bryant, Billy
-ostas, Lolita Hayes, Billy Jordan,
Kenny Nichols, Harry Potter,
Janice Riggs, Carolyn Stanley,
rhera Ann Strawn, and Peggy
Wickliffe.
Negroes-Bobby Coleman, Tom
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STOVE EXPLOSION
TAKES TWO LIVES
MIR. and Mrs. Joseph Hum
phrey, OF Jacksonville,
Die OF Burns

JACKSONVILLE, March 23-(P)
Mr.. and Mrs. Joseph Humphrey,
who suffered fatal burns Friday
when a stove explosion set their
kitchen attire, were buried this
afternoon in a single grave in the
Humphrey family cemetery.
Mrs. Humphrey died late last
night and her husband died this
morning.
The one-year-old daughter of the
young couple, Minnie Magdaline,
was slightly burned but escaped
death when Humphrey threw her
out of a window.
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CLOCK

VFW auxiliary will hold the
regular meeting Tuesday even
ing at 8 o'clock in the Tide
Water hall. The election OF Of
ficers will take place and a full
attendance is urged.
The County Council of Home
Demonstration clubs will be
held Thursday morning will be
o'clock in the home agents
office. All council officers, pro-
ject leaders are expected to be
present.
Goldenrod c h apt Ter, 142,
Order of the Eastern Star will
meet Monday evening at 8:15
o'clock in the Masonic Temple.
The Whatsoever circle of
the Kings Daughters will meet
with Mrs. J. r. Jones, Is North
Sixth street, Thursday after
noon at $3.50 o'clock.
The executive committee Of
the WSCS of Trinity Methodist
church will meet Monday after.
noon at $3.50 o'clock. All offic-
ers and circle leaders are urg-
ed to attend.
The regular meeting of the
Woman's Society of Southside
Baptist church will be held
Thursday afternoon at 3 o'clock
at the church. The Sunbeams,
Junior GAS and Junior RA's
will meet at the same time.
The Seminole Council Degree
of Pocahontas will meet Tues
day evening at 8 o'clock in the
Junior Order Hall.
Letitia Rebekah Lodge No.
IS 1OOF will meet Thursday
evening at 8 o'clock on the Odd
Fellows hall.
The Audubon Home Demon
Stration club will meet Thurs
day afternoon at 3 o'clock with
Mrs. John Leeuwenburg, High
wood Park.
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1oan Joined the company :,
The new Kaiser and Frazer -.
tomoolles will be produced A. s a.
former Willow Run bomber nI, me
which is being converted r. p .
mobile manufacture, W auto
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A nationwide 5o-city price t.b,
lation shows the service st ,aGu,
price of gasoline to average '9 9o o1
cents a gallon, including An w. -U.11
age tax of sos cents aver
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CHAPTER III

Young Ann Clayton races down
to breakfast one morning, eager
to get started on the first day OF
her job on the Courier. Grand
mother Sarah, lovable but severe,
does not approve. The Claytons,
long a distinguished Southern fam
lily, have lost many of their hold
ings. Ann insists on bucking ira
dition and going to work AT the
Courier office she meets Tracy
Driscoll, the editor, and says she
is going to work for him. He is
very rude to her. Ann points out
that there is contract stating
that a Clayton could work on the
paper if he chose.
Nov, now, protested Haynes
Jerome hurriedly, not quite meet
ing either Tracy's blazing green
eyes or AIMS that were quite as
angry. I'm sure Ann will make
you a very competent and valu-
able employee, Driscoll! The
papers lucky to get her"
Tracy made rude sound that
brought the color to AIMS cheeks
and made her hands clench tight
ly. She had never ached to smack
anybody so hard in her life. How
dared he behave so to her? How
dared he take it for granted just
by looking at her that she COULDN'T
write? Why should he take it fol
granted that she didn't need q
job? She did, desperately, but nc
one must know that, no one except
Haynes Jerome, who had been her
fathers closest friend and was al
most like a member of her own
family.
Haynes said hurriedly, ooh, anc
about that girl-friend of yours
Driscoll - the one for whom yol
wanted job. There's an opening
in the classified ad department
Pm sure she'll be quite happy
there. Have her report to Good
man in the morning. I'll see yol
later, Ann. We must have lunch
together soon."
And with the air of one remov
ing himself from danger, Hayne'
made his escape, leaving the two
enemies to stand glazing at each
other.
$50 you want to be a reporter
do you, Clayton" Tracy asked
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with Haynes Jerome, who has
been on the paper since he was a
twelve-year-old copy boy, as man
aging editor, and clause In the
contract that says am to have
a Job if I like" Ann finished neat
ly. .And l do like, so where's
my desk and my typewriter and
where do I hang my hat?"
Tracy's eyes swept her again
and he said grimly, Like I said,
the society departments on the
next floor"
''You don't hear very well, do
YOU, Mr.. Driscoll?" asked Ann
YEARLY. There's no vacancy in
the society department and ii
there were, wouldn't want it.
I'm a graduate journalist of a
good college" Tracy groaned
and put his head in his hands and
his elbows on his desk, but Ann
went steadily on, land was
promised job in the city room
and here I am ready to go tc
work."
While Ann and Tracy kept ar
guing on about just who was and
who wasn't going to work for the
Courier, neither of them noticed
the big, middle-aged, well-groom-
ed man who had emerged from g
private office opening off the city
room. He stood, a little uneasily
near them.
His round, rather florid face
lit with pale blue eyes, wore g
slightly hunted look, but he step
ped forward, saying briskly
well, well, Ann, how are you!
I see you and Mr.. Driscoll have
already met
ooh, very definitely!" Ann as
sured Haynes Jerome as she put
her hand in his.
Tracy said furiously, "Now see
here, Jerome, I can't have the pa
per weighted down with amateurs
and high school kids. I've got
paper to get out"
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would be q pretty good idea if she

would be pretty good idea if she
were.
Lyn came in, interrupting her
thoughts. She watched with q
tiny twinkle of amusement in her
eyes, as the nurses turned eagerly,
almost fluttering at sight of him;
ILyn so tall and blond and blue
eyed, with that lazy sort of grace
and charm that some Southern
men are born with and that is in
eptly classified as charm"
He paused a moment to answer
a question asked by a pretty,
white-clad nurse; he greeted a
couple of the internes; and then
he came on to the table where
Ann sat, and she grinned at him
impudently and said teasingly,
"You and your public!"
Lyn answered her grin with one
Ijust as impudent, and drawled,
what is this, strange power l
have over other women-but that
leaves you, the only one that mat
tiers, completely cold?"
1T doesn't leave me cold-it
scares me-" she told him sweetly.
'Liar!" said Lyn for a mo-
ment studied her curiously. Then
he handed her a folded slip of pa
per and said briskly, "Put it away
in your purse and don't even look
at it until you get back to the
office. l want you to enjoy your
| lunch-all right if we have it
here? I'm due at the office in 40
minutes-and the food here isn't
bad at all.
I'D love it! The most delicious
smells-and I'm starving" she
told him and tucked the folded
paper into her purse.
, When Ann reached the office
she saw Tracy at the desk in the
corner, talking to flushed and
indignant-looking reporter. She
saw an unoccupied typewriter, it's
cover still in place, thus indicating
that no one had been using it to-
day. She calmly took possession
of it, dropping her suit-jacket over
the back of the chair, whirlin@
copy-paper into the machine, be-
fore she opened her purse ane
took out the folded bit of paper
Lyn had given her.
She turned to the typewrite1
and wrote slowly for a moment
feeling for words; and then more
rapidly, more smoothly, absorbed
in the words that flowed from he
heart through her typewriter key
to the paper before her.
When she had finished it, sh'
ripped it out of the machine
looked it over swiftly, and ther
walked to Tracy's desk and drop
ped it into the basket marked
"copy." All without word tt
Tracy, who was talking on the tel
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To her amazement, Tracy grim
ned. And it was a grin that took
years off his age, and made him
look almost boyish and gay and
startlingly attractive. For the
first time she realized that while
he was not at all good looking, IN
Lyn's smooth, well-bred way.
there was a distinct appeal in his
lean, rather craggy dark face and
her heart jerked a little, sharp
surprise in its accelerated tempo.
Il felt sure you'd be in no shape
to use telephone, after you'd
seen the body" he told her, a
teasing light in his green eyes.
And then he sobered and said
grimly, eft was a rotten trick,
sending a kid like you ON such an
assignment
'Don't!" Ann said sharply.
Puzzled, he asked, Don't
what?"
"Don'-go soft ON me-" said
Ann suspiciously.
"Soft?" he repeated and there
was an edge to his voice that was
more familiar to her than the un-
accustomed geniality he'd been
displaying. well, even a rough
neck like me can soften up a hit
where a kid like you is concern
ed" he defended himself, annoy
ed at the necessity for defense,
and resenting her all the more
that he should be annoyed with
himself. 1t was on her account.
and his annoyance was aimed at
her as well as at himself.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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ephone, anyway, and apparently
completely unaware Of her pres
ence.
She walked back to her desl
and sat down, waiting for what
ever comment he might make
And she hadn't long to wait. Per
haps ten minutes later she hearC
him call sharply, Clayton"
She rose and walked to his desl
and stood looking down at him
He made some marks on he1
story, thrust it at waiting copy
boy, who moved swiftly out, as
though fearful of an explosion
that mustn't catch him too close
lat hand.
"Where'd you get that story?'
Tracy demanded of Ann, without
preamble.
She stared at him, puzzled.
why, at the city morgue, OF
course-where you sent me-" she
answered instantly.
He looked her over as though he
had never seen her before.
Then why didn't you call me
back? Didn't Jim give you my
message, asking you to call me?"
he demanded.
A little color crept into AIMS
face, but she only said, II didn't
know l was supposed to call you
back. II didn't see Jim
"And you didn't see the-er-
stiff, either, did your" asked Ira.
cy dryly. Il asked Jim to have
you call me, before he showed
you the body"
AIMS eyes widened and she re.
peated, unbelieveing, "Before?'
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as that, Ann? That's routine stuff
/ that always goes mover the tele-
phone, unless there are unusual
circumstances. If jerome sent
you out on any such story, I'll
nail his hide to his office WALTZ
he said furiously.
Ann felt soothed and comforted
by Lyn's anger, but she said
quickly, ut was Tracy Driscoll,
the new City Editor. And he
thinks I'm softie and can't take
it. He's trying to make me quit,
so he can give my job to his girl
friend-let's nail his hide to his
office wall, Lyn!"
| you're going through with it?'
asked Lyn.
But of course" she answered
him promptly. 'How do Lgo about
| it?"
Lyn took her by the shoulders,
turned her about, marched her
down the steps and across the
street to a little restaurant that
did a thriving trade among the
nurses and internes, andeoccasion-
al worried families of City Hospi-
tai patients.
"You go about getting your
story" Lyn told her inside the lit
tie restaurant, "by marching your
pretty self right over there to that
table and waiting while 60 to see
Jim! Sit tight, and I'll be right
back with all the dope you need''
ooh, Lyn, you're sweet" she
told him, humbly grateful to be
freed of dreaded ordeal.
Its taken you a long time to
find that out" Lyn complained
severely, softening the effect by
grinning back across the street to-
wards the hospital.
Ann had known Lyn Frazier all
her life.
He and Ann had played around
together for years, despite the fact
that when Ann had been a big
eyed, worshipping six, Lyn was
already a rather arrogant young
man of Is. But he had proposed
to her regularly for the last two
or three years, and Sarah, who
was very fond of Lyn, could see
10 possible reason why she should
ot marry him.
Ann sat quietly by herself ir
the tiny restaurant, waiting fol
Lyn to get back with the detail.
of the ''stiff'' that she was sup.
posed to make into some sort Of
story for the Courier.
The thought struck her that Lyr
frazier had been mixed up in he1
life for quite while now. It was
easy to think about him. She was
not In love with him, she knew
but sometimes while struggling
with mounting bills and a dwind-
ling annuity, she thought it
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/ ana his LO1lG was 50 W0AA civ
friendly that suspicion leaped in
her mind.
81 do" she told him CURLY. "And
intend to be-in spite of your
He NODDED as though that was
quite understandable.
20. K, them. you win," he said
almost gently and scribbled some
thing on the slip. Hop over to
the city morgue, and ask for Jim;
see what you can get on that stiff
they pulled out of the river this
morning"
Ann caught her breath as
though he had flung water in her
face; her hand shook little as,
reluctantly, she took the slip OF
paper.
"The-the-city morgue?" she
stammered and swallowed.
i Tracy looked up at her, acid
amusement and derision in his
Ieyes.
whats the matter, Clayton
can't you take it," he wanted tc
know. Its a routine story-any
cub reporter could handle it. Il
ought not to be too tough for q
Clayton!"
Her chin went up and her color
came back, beneath the sting in
his words, the look in his eyes.
I'm sure it won't be-" she tolc
him coolly. "And neither will you
came here wanting to be friendly
and do my job to the best OF my
ability. Maybe I'm a rotten re-
porter-how can I tell until try:
But how dare you take it fol
granted I am, without so much
as giving me chance to prove
I'm not? You've made up your
mind to be tough! Well, that's
quite all right with me. / can de
it the hard way tool"
And before he could answer, SHE
turned on her heels and walked
out of the office. He had beer
quite sure she would refuse thu
assignment. Instead she had &C
cepted it with words that stung
little.
The city morgue was a place
hitherto known to Ann yer.
vaguely as an adjunct to the cit.
hospital, where she had dom
nurses aid duty. The big charity
Hospital occupied a very long
block in one of the SUMMER
sections of Midland City, and a:
Ann made her way through the
j grimy, smelly streets in the brisk
spring sunshine that made every
thing look even dingier, she fell
a little sick.
She drew a deep breath anc
made herself walk up the steps
but at the top she collided with
man hurrying out of the building
and for a moment they rocked
and the mans arms steadied her
and then the man looked down a
her. A tall, blond, pleasant-look
ing nan in his very early thirties
an expensive camel's hair Goa
topping we'll tailored dark suit
setting off a really superlativ'
silken scarf.
well, if it isn't little Annie, thu
JOY of my heart!" the young mar
greeted her exuberantly. "Wha
in Heavens name, are you dofnt
here this morning, angel-face?"
can assignment" Ann said ane
the thrill of the words helped t.
steady her. I'm working, as O
this morning, on the Courier, ane
my first assignment has to do will
"a story about a dead man
found in the river this morning
'Who the devil ever sent you t.
the citv nOrol1a on anv c11ch story