Mt. Pleasant Daily Times (Mount Pleasant, Tex.), Vol. 17, No. 13, Ed. 1 Monday, March 30, 1936 Page: 2 of 4
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MT. PLEASANT DAILY TIMES MONDAY, MARCH 30, 1936.
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C. L. DUNCAN
Dependable Insurance
Oldest Agency and Largest Companies
Electric Light Building
Crash at Crossing
Kills Ten; Knocks
Train From Rails
Telephones 56 & 128
MT. PLEASANT DAILY TIMES ; Man wanted for local establish-
__________{ ed business; limited capital will
handle: unusual returns on in-
G. W. CROSS. Editor
vestment. Address Watson and
Trotter, cr. Daily Times. 2pd
Byron, Ga., March 29.—Ten
persons, including four members
of one family, were dead Sunday
from the crash of a bus and a sec-
tion of the Central of Georgia’s
limited passenger train, the South-
land. which left the rails after the
impact.
Eight mangled bodies were re-
moved from the wreckage follow-
ing the accident and two others,
including the bus driver, died
without regaining consciousness.
Three are in hospitals with se-
rious injuries.
Although the entire train, loco-
motive, three express cars and
two coaches, was derailed, rail-
road officials said none of its crew
or passengers was injured
The bus was demolished and
A Bigger Pali’s Camp
Pal's Camp has been enlarged. We can now serve 100
people at one time. All private booths. We have a force of
ten people to serve you. Our kitchen capacity has been more
than doubled, using three cooks, so that you can get prompt,
service.
Booths are built with folding walls, so that we can take
care of parties ud to forty or fifty people, handling two parties
at once of this size if necessary.
Please call us for reservations.
P. D. THORNTON, Mgr.
the broken bodies of the passan- I Rails were twisted and cross tie;
gers were scattered several hun- splintered beneath derailed
dred yards along the right of way. | wheels.
Entered at the postoffice at Mt. Pleas*
tut, Texas, as second class mall mat*
in. A)1 obituaries, resolutions of
•’••pect. cards af thanks, »tc., will be
charged for at regular rates.
Roger Sloan of Greggton spent
the week end with his mother,
Mrs. Florence Sloan.
Conrad Parker returned Sun-
day night from a week end with
relatives at Bronson.
TRADE IN MT. PLEASANT.
Constipation
‘ Thorough in action yet en-
tirely gentle and aafe.
ADLERIK A
Swint Bros., Druggists.
Presidents’ Wives Aid College
Two wives of former presidents met when Mrs. Herbert Hoover, left,'
and Mrs. Benjamin Harrison, right, conferred in New .York on plans
for a forthcoming concert of the glee club of Elmira college, Elmira,1
N. _Y , women’s college of which Mrs. Hoover is an honorary alumna
»—Mrs. Harrison an active alumna.
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SYNOPSIS
Scornful of the blood]/ feud that
exists between the Tolliver and
Palin clans in the Kentucky moun-
tains, Martin Reed, young city en-
gineer, arrives to build a railroad
over their properties. June, Judd
Tolliver’s daughter, falls in love
with him, thus arousing the jeal-
ously of Dave Tolliver, her fiance.
Enraged because June is on her
way to the city with Reed to go to
school, Dave follows them, vowing
that he will kill Reed. A fist fight
ensues in the Gaptown street with
Reed the victor. Meanwhile, the
Palin clan, anxious to avenge a
beating Dave had given one of
them, appears on the scene. Reed
holds them off until Dave and June
can make a getaway.
CHAPTER VII
RESPITE Thurfcer’s protests that
U he had now mado enemies of
aoth the Tollivers and the Falins,
:hat there was bound to be trouble
which would keep him from ever
inishing the railroad, that June had
ied to him and wasn’t, worth think-
ng about, that he was a bally darned
orously. The train was starting.
June was not yet. aboard. He kissed
her hastily and she smiled at him
through her tears.
“Well—that’s over with,” sighed
Martin a few moments later
“Is it?” inquired Thurber Inno-
cently.
“Oh, she’s just crazy,” growled the
engineer.
“You’re mistaken,” grinned the
other. "She’s just in love with you.
You’re the one that’s nuts.”
The two went back up the moun-
tain the next day and arrived in
camp to find a sccno of indescribable
confusion. The steam shovel was
idle. The scoops were minus their
mules. The equipment was scattered
about in general disorder. They
thought the whole place was desert-
ed until, in the center of the clear-
ing they found Tater trying to pry
up a huge boulder which had im-
“Are
you ture your sister kin recognize me?” liked June doubtfully."
“I don’t see how the can miss,” replied Martin, atifling a grin.
‘A Bit Off—”
- fool and so forth and so on, Martin
listened to the girl’s pleaB and final-
ly agreed to send her to live with
his sister In Louisville so that she
could get the “schoolin’ ” on which
she had set her heart.
Since she could not go down to
the capital in the knee-length calico
dress she was wearing, they outfitted
her with the best that Gaptown af-
forded, which wasn't yery good.
Then they escorted her down to the
railroad station and put her on
board the accommodation local.
“Are you sure your sister kin rec-
ognize me?” aBked June doubtfully
as she stood on the platform, togged
out in the finery which would have
been In style a decade ago.
“I don’t see how she can miss,” re-
plied Martin, stifling a grin.
“Am I—am I all right now?”
quavered the girl after Thurber had
adjusted her funny ostrich feather
hat to what he considered a more be-
coming angle.
“My dear young lady,” he replied
with a bow, “as reticent a man as I
am by nature, it behooves me, at this
moment, to tell yod that yon are
wearing the finest that this city af-
fords.”
“Bo-ode!” cried the conductor.
“Ain’t you goin’ to—to kiss me
goodbye?” June turned to Martin.
The engineer beseeched Thurber
with his eyes. The latter nodded vig-
prisoned Corsey, the steam shovel
engineer, by the foot.
“We was workln’,” Corsey ex-
plained between groans of pain
when they had finally freed him.
“Then all of a sudden it come—just
like thunder. First, logs a-crashin’
down the mountain side—then a
voice—It was hollow and ghost like.
It screamed from over by the point:
‘get out! Get out before it’s too late!’
The men was for leavin’ right then
—but I argued against It—then the
boulders—they came from every-
where—one of them caught my foot.”
"You all right?” asked Martin.
“I’ll be okay.” The husky fellow
groaned again.
’Why didn’t you leave too, while
you had a chance?”
“I . . Corsey grinned shame-
fa c e d 1 y. ’’Well, maybe Buddie
wouldn’t have liked It.”
"So that’s the way they play ball,
is it?” gritted Martin as he walked
away. “All right!” He shook his fist
at the mountains. “You dirty skulk-
ing coyotes—I'll play your game.
You’re not going to lick me. I’ll get
you where I want you and I’ll make
you like it.”
“But Martin,’’ protested Thurber.
“The company—I know they’ll in-
sist that you wait till It blows over."
“Not with me, they won’t. I’ve got
a contract—I’ve got my work to do—
and I’ll do it too. I’ll do It if I have
to hire every man in Gaptown to
finish the job.”
Dinner was a miserable affair at
the Tolliver cabin that night. Me-
lissa was trying to cheer up Dave
and Judd while Buddie pored over
the A-B-C book which Martin had
given him.
"Better try some o’ these dande-
lion greens, son,” said Judd in order
to break the grim silence. “Zeke
D e n z e r fotched ’em over thia
mornin’.”
“I ain’t hungry,” answered Dave,
staring at the door.
“But you gotta eat, David—with
all that plowin’ you done,” urged
Melissa.
“ ‘A’ is the first letter in the alfum-
bet,” Buddie was muttering. “Be-
cause it means Ant, Apple an’ Axe.
But what’s this ’un, pappy?” He held
out the book to Judd.
“You mean this ’un?” his father
hesitated. “Hmm! Offhand I’d say it
was kinda like an ox yoke....
Didn’t Mr. Reed tell you?”
’He did but I forgot.” Buddie
turned to Dave. “You know what It
is?”
His cousin’s eyes hardened as he
looked at the book. He snatched it
and hurled it into the fireplace, ig-
noring Buddie’s wail.
“It’s civilization . , . that’s what
it is!” he cried as the boy dashed
forward to rescue the precious vol-
ume. “I’m sick o’ the whole thing.
I’m goin’ away from here!"
“David! Don’t say that!" cried
Melissa.
“Yes, I am. I ain’t no part o’ this.
. I don’t belong no more."
“You keep yer shirt on, son," Judd
tried to soothe him. “If it’s Juno
yore thinkin’ about—she’ll be back
pretty soon.”
No she won’t," answered Dave
fiercely. “She ain’t never cornin’ back
—not the June I knowed. She’s gono
fer good! An’ pretty soon what’s
here will be gone too. That’s what
them new-fangled machines is doin’
down in the Ticopee—they’re eatin’
their way up here an’ then you’ll
be gone jus’ like her.”
"Shucks, son, taln’t like that
a-tall. Lookit there." He indicated a
shallow dish on the table. “We got
five more o’ them checks from the
coal company. We got money to do
things, son—an’ half of it’B yturs.”
“I ain’t wantin’ that money," was
the reply “I’m goin’ back—Men
where my pappy raided i.»-\”
"David!” There «•.< nuguudi in
Melissa’s tone.
“I belong to the eai in — me
plowed-up soil. They ain't *.»»«’ te
get me. I was raised la it. I’m gain’
a-die In It. An’ the closer they come
the further T’rn goin’ hack. I’v° had
enough of this! ’
He rose from tho table, strode over
to his gun, picked it up and turned
to the front door. Then lie paused
and came back.
Hesitatingly 4ie walked over to
Melissa and looked down into her
up-turned, mute and pleading fnce.
"One fer you,” he spoke softly as
he kissed her on one tear-filled eye.
“One fer me.” He kissed her on the
other eye. Then he hugged her. “An’
one fer June.”
He turned and without a back-
ward glance, marched through tho
door. The two old people stared after
him hopelessly.
(To be continuedJ
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Cross, G. W. Mt. Pleasant Daily Times (Mount Pleasant, Tex.), Vol. 17, No. 13, Ed. 1 Monday, March 30, 1936, newspaper, March 30, 1936; (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth822416/m1/2/: accessed July 8, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; crediting Mount Pleasant Public Library.