Mt. Pleasant Daily Times (Mount Pleasant, Tex.), Vol. 24, No. 202, Ed. 1 Thursday, November 5, 1942 Page: 2 of 4
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C. Y. Blodgett suffered a pain-
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day, rendering him unconscious
and inflicting a scalp wound re-
quiring several stitches.
J. P. Scoggin is working at
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Ken cocked a brown eyebrow at
her. ‘‘What do you mean?”
She laughed. "I mean it wap just
what the doctor ordered.”
"You going to fight somebody?”
She laughed again, careless,
teasing, "It’s an uncertain world,
my friend—very uncertain. It is
well, sometimes, to gird up the lc'
spit on the fists, and in all ways
measure thy strength against un-
certain odds and adversaries.”
“I’m going to take you home to
Fran," said Ken, “before you get
violent."
They found Fran and Burke
stretched on easy chair and couch
immersed in the funnies. Fran
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He then proceeded to give her a
full, almost brutal picture of the
possibilities for discomfort, physi-
cal danger, even death in the as-
signment she would be undertak-
ing. As he talked, he watched Mary
closely. She was wide-eyed, her
breath coming in quick, excited lit-
tle gasps
“Have you ever faced
danger?" he asked coldly.
"No," Mary admitted. "And I'm
not brave. I've often wondered
what I'd do If I were actually look-
ing into the muzzle of a gun."
“You're honest, anyway," Danver i their way through the’ stained-glass
acknowledged "VVgll, I've told you windows and listened to the serv-
ices. She drank in thirstily the tri-
umphant paen of joy that was the
choir's morning anthem, and the
firm, courageous conviction in the
minister's words She moved out
again into the bright morning re-
freshed, her troubled mind at rest,
not as to whether she would take
the dangerous assignment—her de-
cision i» that had never faltered—
but as to her own strength.
A young man was waving from
his car, stopped momentarily at the
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ductive asset. It doesn’t cost in the long run—It pays!
Of course, for advertising to pay the advertiser must
have a service, product, or business that he can push.
If your service is so poor that it repels people or your
merchandise is so shoddy that customers will not pur-
chase it, then advertising won’t help you.
But if you have a product or a service that you are
proud of then tell the people about it, and they’ll come
in and buy it. And the best way in the world to reach
the most people at the least cost per person is through
newspaper advertising.
Mary went alone to church that
Sunday morning. She sat in the
mellow light of the edifice and
I watched the shafts of sunshine find
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Preaching by Elder Garland
Allen of Picton Sunday at White
Oak Spring and Adams’ Chapel
were well attended.
The Progress school had a nice
Halloween carnival Wednesday
night in which the main event
was a ccstume parade and a mock
wedding. There also were side
shows and amusement booths, and
I refreshments. A tidy sum was
realized to carry on the hot lunch
E roject.
The Progress school Rangers
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Americans demand.
We should be thankful for the
chance to show whether or not
we have the same kind of cour-
age that our ancestors had and to
prove that we dare to give up
some of our privileges in erder |
to preserve our liberty.
We a|e thankful for a return
to neighborliress and for a new 1
But don’t make the mistake of running one advertise-
ment and quitting. Consistent, regular advertising on
a small scale will produce much more results than a
large advertisement run once or twice. If you keep
people reminded that you have something to sell, then
as.
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As we approach another
Thanksgiving season, at not more
than thirty-five miles an hour,
and take stock of our blessings
in the midst of war’s grim re-
strictions upon cur privileges,
w’e recall that Thanksgiving Day
“began in a time of hardship for
Americans. They had come from
the strife and hate of persecu-
tion of Europe to a new clean
land of liberty. They were thank-
ful for simple things—for food,
clothing and shelter on a strange
shore They had not yet dream- ,
ed of the streamlined, air-con-
ditioned, de luxe service modern I
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after all.”
Mary's anger melted in her warm (
laugh. “Don't scare me like that."
must think it over tomorrow and j she warned. "I'm combustible when
-■ -1 me your answer Monday j
with him.
I "And look,” she said, serious
again, “don't get discouraged,
Bruce. It's going to work out. 1
know it is!”
Before Bruce could answer, she
had slipped around the corner of
the corridor and disappeared. He
stood looking after her. “Well!" he
exclaimed.
you'll find Dickie^
Clothes. They
to stand wear. Thats
why they have such a
huge army of satoshe
users. Strong, sanfor-
ized fabrics go into all
garments; careful,
studied designing, too-
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Extra Features cost
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” G W CROSS. Owner and Editor
(X7GH C. CROSS Advertising Manager
Entered as second claaa mail matter at
tb« po*>t Office at Mt. Pleasant, Texas
Bcder the Act of Congrew. March 3. 1b71>.
Any erroneoua reflection upon the char-
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rected when brought to the attention cf
Mm publisher.
Obituraries. resolution! of reapect and
"vda of thanks will be charged for at
pngular advertising rates.
SUBSCRIPTION RATES
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the best and the worst that may
happen. Report back lure Monday
morning for honorable dismissal or
your next assignment.”
Mary thanked him and walked
slowly from the office and down the
corridor of the administration
building. A hand closed on her arm
She looked up with a start—into
the somber smile of Bruce Mar-
tin!
"You’re walking in your sleep.
Redhead,” he smiled, but his black
eyes were searching her face in-! traffic light.
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in a daze. Denver had ignored her "There is lire back thar in them red-rimmed eyes!
• • • — — - •-------■ Mary dropped her hat and purse
on a chair, too amazed for even an
exclamation. Fran — who never
cried!
Fran caught her stunned look
and grinned reassuringly. "It’s
nothing to worry about, chickadee,"
she said. “Just my love life.”
Burke lowered his paper and
looked at Ken and Mary with gu’lty
appeal, but said nothing.
Ken turned to Mary. "Maybe we
ought to go out and ride around
the block.”
“Can't you take a little punish-
ment?” demanded Fran. “If I can
survive under his cruel sense of hu-
mor, you ought to be able to.
Burke’s joined the Navy!”
“What?"
Burke broke in on Ken and
Mary’s cries with attempted ex-
planation. “Fran, I told you why I
did it. I—”
"Enlisted!” shouted Fran. “Just
went down and enlisted! Didn't talk
it over with me—”
“What if I had!" Burke yelled.
"What would you have said?"
“I’d have said, "No!' That's
what I’d have said. You couldn't
even wait till our picture was shot!
Just because the Japs sink a cou-
ple of our ships—"
"A couple!” Burke cried furi-
ously. "A battleship and three
cruisers and one torpedo boat!"
“So now Admiral Burke's going
out as a one-man flotilla!"
Fran got up, threw the comic
section into a crumpled ball at her
feet. "All right," she said bitterly.
"Go on! Go get blown as high as
the guy in the movie last night!
But get out of here now! I don't
want to look at your ugly mug any
longer!”
Burke took his long legs off the
ottoman and stood up. “Okay, skip-
per,” he said quietly, and started
for the door. Fran put her arms
around his neck as he started past
her, and sobbed on his chest.
"It was—a pretty swell thing to
do, honey!" she moaned jerkily.
“I'm awful — proud of you! I'd
planned to take it—big when it
came. I didn’t do so hot, did I?”
Burke winked over her shoulder
at Ken and Mary. “Sure you did
Funnyface,’’ he consoled her. “You
took it like a soldier.”
Fran sniffed back a sob. “Wood-
en soldier, ch?” She wiped her ♦
eyes on his tie. "Burned up.”
Mary and Ken slipped out to the
kitchen. As they waited for the
other two to join them, Mary’s as-
surance of the morning wavered.
How would she behave when HER
testing began?
(To Be Continued)
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our farms, the smell of pine trees, I laughter cf school children not and for our American way of life (
the s.arkling jewels of dew on [yet taught to fear a master or to which with G ds hcip we will
roses, the glory of gay colors I hate a stranger; for decent, hon- 1[5)t J’l?1 ?IT1 e31.!2 —.
in an East Texas autumn land-| est, ordinary, little people who u erri ' anison, in as
scape, the priceless arias of song : love their land end have a part | exas agazrne.
birds, a vine trained by loving j in its progress; for the chance I —---------------------
! hands above a doorway, the sweet ■ to serve and give fcr a country ‘
| tones of a church bell in a quiet j that has done so much for us; for |
I country place. I the challenging opportunity to
‘ We are thankful for the glad I help build a better new world
“I worked overtime again last
la chance to
call you,” he said. "Went around to
the apartment this morning and
Fran said to pick you up here. Good
sermon ?’’
"Tops," Mary answered serenely.
loins and going out to fight. Some-
itar, view.ng the trim , called, "Hi, Kius! and
MARY LEFT the F. 13. 1. office j tweed-suited figure with new eyes.
first, easy consent to work secret- r<?d locks! Guess it’s not hennaed
ly for the F. B. I.
"I don't want you to decide hur-
riedly,” he told her. "In fact, you
tently. "Have you been on the car- "Ken!” Mary ran down the
pet again?" I'll break that guy's church steps and slipped into the
neck, so help me!" ; seat beside him. He closed the door
Mary liid her consternation un- and the car moved on as traffic
d r a ouick laugh. "Can't a person started again,
walk through the administration! “i ivnri.-e<t'
building without everyone thinking [ night and didn’t get
they've been in the F. B I. offices?" ' vn" " h“ “w
she demanded.
"TJiey can't.” Bruce said with a
grin "Ask anybody what I’m doing
here and they'll soon tell you." He
turned and walked along with her, "All about David girding up his
more nervously talkative than she loins and going out to fight. Some-
had ever known him. "As a matter. times I think ministers are psy-
of fact. I am called in again,” he
told her. "And if there's ohe more
argument, I'm quitting as of the
moment."
Mary stopped and swung around
in alarm. “No!” she cried. “Oh, no!
You can't quit, Bruce! You
mustn't!”
He regarded her with sullen sur-
prise. “Why not?”
For the first time he saw the
flash of exasperation in her green
syes.
"You know why not as well as I
io!” she snapped. “If you leave
low—under a shadow—just for the
take of a few minutes' satisfaction
n telling off Mr. Danver—”
"Wow!” Bruce Martin backed off
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