Mt. Pleasant Daily Times (Mount Pleasant, Tex.), Vol. 15, No. 274, Ed. 1 Monday, February 4, 1935 Page: 2 of 4
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MT. PLEASANT DAILY TIMES . Youth Intoxicated
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Murrell Taylor, who has heen at-
tending A. & M. College at College
Station, returned homo Sunday.
C. R. Hosford Garage
WELDING and LATHE WORK
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He admitted shooting Estes.
Sheriff J. Benton Davis, investi-
gating the shotting, said the suspect
will be arraigned Monday for an ex-
Entered at the postoffice at Mt. Pleas-
ant, Texas, as second class mail mat-
ter. All obituaries, resolutions of
respect, cards of thanks, etc., will be
charged for at regular rates.
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Richard Roiderer
Here is Richard Roiderer, former*
ly of Cleveland, O., and a
naturalized citizen, who is held a
prisoner in Germany, facing trial
in March on charges of treason.
I Nazi officials charge Roiderer had
papers in his possession concern*
ing the activities of the storm
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and outer doors of the U. S. treasury vaults at Washington, which
hold $57,000,000 in silver and unnumbered millions in paper money.
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Mrs. Geo. Lilienstern entertained
the Delphian Club Friday afternoon
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table was beautifully decorated in: a window,
yellow, which colors were carried out i Arrested later at his home, the
in the refreshments and decorations. I youth said he had bought a quart
Yellow calendulas centered the table, j of whisky from $3.C0 he had obtained i
covered in lace with white tapers at; from the county relief agency Satur- ! *•
each end. Mrs. O. C. Lilienstern and day.
Mrs. Norma Martin poured coffee
and served, with Mrs. C. O. Lide as-
slisting. After lunch the club ad-
journed to the spacious living room , emining trial. No charges had been
---- —- - _ - - / filed pending the outcome of Estes’
wounds. Officers said the youth was
a former reformatory inmate.
Mrs. C. O. Lide as a new member.
I Mrs. Norma Martin was a pleasant
visitor.
Captain went to the window and
trained the spyglass he took from his
pocket on the road leading up to the
Admiral Benbow as the moon peeked
through the scattering clouds.
“What are you looking fort”
asked Jim.
“Eh?” cried the Captain with a
loud snort that caused Jim to jump
backward. “Oh, it’s you, sonny I
Strangers. I don’t like strangers
cornin’ aboard me sudden like. I
don't like strangers. Now what
might your name be!”
“Jim—Jim Hawkins.”
“Now look ’ere, Jim, you and
me’s mates.” He gave the boy a
coin and continued: “You’ll get a
silver four-penny every month, you
(will —if you looks out for strangers
and tells the old Captain when they
tops the horizon.”
, “What manner of strangers!”
asked Jim.
I “Sea-faring men.. There’s a spe-
cial cut o’ jib about those. Some’s
got a reef in their cheek like me
here — and some’s got no ears —
lopped off—” He winked mightily.
“Discipline, ye know. Jim. But
more special, matey, you keep your
weather eye open for a sea-faring
man with one leg! ”
jj- “ A sea-faring man with one leg! ’ ’
cried Jim. “What shall I tell him,
sir, and what do they want!”
h The Captain said slyly, with a cer-
tain fierceness underneath: “Never
mind what they wants!” You just
tell me when you spies ’em! There
be lubbers goin’ about to get the
wind o’ me this blessed moment.
Now you just go below and draw me
another noggin of rum — a big nog-
gin, for I’m becalmed on a sea of
troubles —and I’ve got to fill my
sails again.” He took off his coat
and hat and threw them upon the
bed as Jim went to fill his order.
, Then the Captain knelt quickly and
j tested the lock on his chest. Satis-
fied that no one could break it open,
.he hitched up his cutlass and A>1*
I lowed Jim down to the tap-room.-
?».He seized the noggin of rum that
Jim brought to him, gulped it down
and ordered another. He smiled with
a smile that was somewhat terrify-
ing to the silence-stricken guests.
“Rum for all hands, says I! Here’s
a new port full o’ pretty wenches
and strong young buckos! Clear the
decks for pleasant action I Fill a
Pretty belly with grog and that’s
what makes the world spin on its
poles, says If ~ *“—*
We are authorized to present the
following announcements, subject to
the City Election, »to be
Tuesday, April 2, 1935:
For Mayor:
earl m. lide
For Attorney:
HIRAM G. BROWN
For Aiderman:
JOHN MERRETT
J. CULLEN CAMP
FRANK C. HENDERSON
For Marshal:
GROVER ARD
For Assessor and Collector:
JOE EMBREY
For Secretary:
MRS. CHARLEY LILIENSTERN
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Mrs. Max Fore was hostess to the
’99 Club Friday afternoon. During |
an enthusiastic business session the |
club pledged full support to the beau- j
tification program which is to be,
launched next week for the purpose j
ol making Titus County attractive j
for the Centennial year. A favorable ;
report was given on the work of as-
sisting Mr. Hart, of tihe Federal Loan
Company, in getting the plot of land
released which Ernest Traylor has
offered to the Highway Department
for a roadside park. All the clubs of
the city have cooperated in this plan |
and it is hoped that the work may
be completed this Spring.
Mrs. B. L. Hines directed a most
interesting progam on “The Flying
Carpet,” by Richard Haliburton, the
adventuring, poetic, romantic, world
traveler. The book gets its name
from an airplane which Haliburton
purchased; he then employed a pilot
and started out to explore tthe most
interesting and most inaccessible
places on a round-the-world tour.
The following program was well
well given:
Richard Haliburton—Mrs. Moody.
Sahara Desert and Timbuctoo—
Mrs. John.
Foreign Legion—Mrs. Dunean.
Santa Sophia—Mrs., Ellis.
The Holy Sepulcher—Mrs. Martin.
The club was delighted to have
Mrs. Davies and Mrs. Earl Calloway
a.- guests. During a pleasant social
hour the hostess, assisted by her
daughter, Gene, served a most at-
t.u uve plate.—-Reporter.
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Whitesboro, Grayson Co., Texas,
Feb. 2.—A youth, intoxicated on
whisky bought with county relief
■money, shot and probably fatally
wounded Ches Estes, 36, City Mar-
f’h?l of Whitesboro for several years,
at a restaurant early Sunday. ;
Estes was shot rs he entered the
restaurant to arrest the youth on
complaint of a local woman that he
had attempted to attack her.
Lights in the rear of the cafe were
darkened as Estes entered. A single
blast of shotgun fire felled him. He
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luncheon at one o’clock. The ■ youth fled from the building through
WASHINGTON ... Alvin Karpte
(above), and Hany Campbell
(below) are now Public Enemlea No.
1 and 8. With machine gnna roaring
they aliot their way through local
police to freedom, at Atlantic City
bat week. They wanted aa mem-
ben of the Barker Gang in the kid-
napping of Bremer, St, Paul, Milin*,
banker.
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guests looked at him, alarm in their
eyes. Girls drew eloser to their
swains. A mild-mannered man sig-
nalled to his wife and started to get
to his feet to leave. The Captain
noticed his action.
"Belay that! Ye’ll stay! Ye’ll
all stay! Sit yeraelves on yer bin*
nacles! ”
' ‘ Please, sir, you ’ll drive all my.
guests away,” protested Mrs. Haw-
kins.
" May you please, ma’am, I’m see-
ing that they all stay. Jim, matey,
the rum!” Jim hastened to fill all
glasses, and the drunken Captain
rumbled on: “Now I ain’t like allj
sea faring men. Really genteel, I am,
and a dove at hoart, mates. Now
I knows some sea-faring men that
boarded a Spanish brig being all',
loaded with Castillian dons and their,
beauteous ladies. And what did.
they do! They slices the dons like ■ <
bread-loaves and feeds ’em to the;
sharks! And what did they do to;
the beauteous ladies!” He drained!
another noggin. “Why after courtin’
their favor, as it were—savin’ your
presence, Jim, matey — they slits
the veins of their lily-white arms
and uses their blue-blood to warm
their rum! And then what did they
do, matey!” ’
“What... what else was left to',
do!” gasped Jim, his eyes nearly!
popping from his head.
“There was a song, Jim ~ singing]
by all hands: I
Fifteen men on a dead man’s
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Yo, ho, ho, and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil had done
for the rest!
Yo, ho, ho and a bottle of rum!
Now all together, mates, let’s tip
the stave: Fifteen men on a dead
man *s chest — ” He banged his fists,
on the table and sang while the ter-
rified guests, not daring to remain
silent, raised their quavering voices
in that blood-curdling song. They
were singing it for the third time
when the door opened and admitted
Dr. Livesey, a handsome gentleman
of about forty, in riding breeches,.
crop in his hand. Mrs. Hawkins^
Captain whirled on the newcomer.
“Well, that’s a blood-curdling
" \ !” said Dr. Livesey, pleasantly.
Oh Dr. Livesey” — wailed Mrs.
Hawkins. Jim explained the situa-,
tion quickly and went to get the
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■•We’ll tip it again now, mates.'
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and the following program was en-
joyed, with Mrs. Bob Cargile as lead-
er.
Subject—Social Life of Mesopo- i
tamia.’’ '
Dwellings in
T. O. Johnston.
Family Life—Mrs. S. H. Spurger.
Social Standards, Hammurabi’s
Code—>Mrs. O. C. Lilienstern.
Literature and Learning—Miss Lal-,
lah Pounders.
Clothing and Amusement,—Mrs.
Bessie Caldwell. j
Architecture and Decorations—
Mrs. Clayton Redfearn.
Religion—Mrs. Geo. L. Keith.
Trades and Professions—Mrs.
S. Swint.
The club was pleased to welcome
CHAPTER I
. AT THE ADMIRAL BENBOW
' Sounds of music and revelry came
from within the Admiral Benbow, a
hostelry patronized mainly by sea-
faring folk, which stood alone on a
turnpike running along the English
channel. The year was 1765 and the
occasion for the merriment was the
fortieth birthday of the Widow
Hawkins, proprietress of the inn,
who had invited a number of friends
and neighbors to help her celebrate.
Outside the night, was black and
rainy adding, by contrast, a touch
of coziness and warmth to the scene
within.
A prolonged, heavy knocking on
the door interrupted the merriment
and every eye followed Mrs. Haw-
kins’ progress to the door, eager to
see who the insistent, knocker might
be. Their eyes bulged as a large,
bloated man in a huge sea-coat and
tricorn with a stave like a marlin
spike in his hand, entered, behind
him a second man bent almost double
by the weight of a sea-chest on his
shoulders
“This is a handy cove,” said the
man, blowing a mighty blast on his
red nose, “and a pleasant sittyated
grog shop.”
“I’ll stay here a bit,” said the
stranger after a moment’s thought.
“I’m a plain man. Rum and bacon
and eggs is what I wants. Sonny,
I wants a double noggin of rum
right now.”
Jim hastened to fill the order while
bis mother, glancing at the cutlass
showing beneath the man’s sca-coat,
asked his name.
I “Well, ma’am.. Captain. You might
call me Captain.” He fumbled in
his pocket and threw some coins on
the door as Jim returned with the
rum. “You can tell me, ma’am,
when I have run through that.
(Where’s my bunk! I want a bunk
[with a sea-view.”
“What strange looking money!”
exclaimed Jim, picking up the coins.
“Pieces of eight. Good as gold,”
said the Captain. “Forward to my
bunk, sonny.”
, Jim led the way upstairs to a room
with a window overlooking the sea. guests stopped their singing and the’’
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.brass-bound sea-chest followed.
r “Put the chest here on the quar- ditty!
I ter deck,.not in the scuppers.” When “01
it was stowed to suit him the Cap- F—’■
tain gave the bearer a coin. “Mind t , „
now — ye ne’er took this voyage, brandy Dr. Livesey ordered.
Ye ne’er saw me and ye know noth- Captain cried:
ingj*’ <lWn,ll tin
When the villager had gone the All together.”
“I though surely we were in for
a storm,” said Dr. Livesey, pleas- .
antly.
“Silence there between decks!”
cried the Captain, banging on the
table with his fists.
“Were you addressing me, sir?”
asked Dr. Livesey.
‘ ‘ Are we in a gale ye can’t hear
me!” demanded the furious Captain.
“I don’t know you,” said Dr.
Livesey, “but by your look if you
continue drinking rum the world will
soon be rid of a very dirty scoun-
drel— ’ ’
With an inarticulate cry of rage,
the Captain drew and brandished his
cutlass, screaming: “I’ll slice ye
double!”
The women screamed as a unit
while the men jumped to their feet.
“If you do not lower that cut-
lass,’’ said Dr. Livesey, calmly, “I '
promise you, upon my honor, you
shall hang at the next assizeA I am
not only a doctor, I am magistrate
here. If I catch another breath qf
complaint against you, if only for a
piece of uncivility like this, I shall
have you routed out of here. Let
that suffice.”
It was a very subdued sea captain
that touched his forelock and mum-
bled: “Thank’ee, Doctor. I ax ye’re
patience. Only a squall from a poor
sailor who’s taken to much rum over
his bowsprit.” He stumbled up the
stairs to his room and Dr. Livesey
wiped the sweat from his brow.
Months passed, and the Captain
daily haunted the cliffs spying out to
sea and up and down the road with
his spyglass, eternally on the watch
for someone. He was three months
in arrears for board, lodging and
drink and Mrs. Hawkins had locked
up the rum and was prdying to be
rid of him. Her prayers were an-
swered in an unexpected manner.
Jim was wiping the mugs one af-
ternoon when there came a banging
on the knocker of the Admiral Ben-r
bow. Jim opened to a pale, tallowly.
individual with a fawning express V
sion, a cutlass at his belt, two fingeiri ’
missing from his left hand.
“Come, sonuy, come closer ’ere,”
he said in an oily tone. “Now j»
this ’ere table for my mate, Bill!’*
Jdo.n’t I"10* y°ur mate BUL
Nobody but the Captain—” *i
“Oh, Captain is It!” interrupted
the man. “We’ll put It for argu-
ment like that your Captain, blns
is eart, has a cut on one cheek —
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Cross, G. W. Mt. Pleasant Daily Times (Mount Pleasant, Tex.), Vol. 15, No. 274, Ed. 1 Monday, February 4, 1935, newspaper, February 4, 1935; (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth1358557/m1/2/: accessed July 12, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; crediting Mount Pleasant Public Library.