The Comanche Chief (Comanche, Tex.), Vol. 61, No. 5, Ed. 1 Friday, September 1, 1933 Page: 3 of 8
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THE COMANCHE CHIEF SpPTFMBER 1, 1982.
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ir for year beginning Sep-
lit. 1933. Bide will be
i September 26th, .1038.
CITY DEPOSITORY NOTICE
-.At a regular meeting of the
4 City Council, August 28th, the
City Secretary wae instructed to
advertise for bids as -City De-
pository
tember «-
received --------
Hill Huddleston, Secretary.
(6-6-7)
and Mrs. Eustace McCol-
loch of San Angelo spent the
week end in Comanche with his
mother, Mrs. L. McColloch.
"LADY FOR A DAY”
, (Continued from Page 2)
li^
fer Better let me tell bto».*aal<I the
oM .woman.tg.~You see. t Dude, for
years she's been swipin', stationery
*rom the Marberry and wrltln' her
daughter^that she-e.hlgh up In so-
‘"V&aughter!" ThVDude'gaped.. ]
-CShe'agot a daughter over In
Europe. In a convent since she was
a'baby'and she,sends her money
every month.“^g_________7^- —.a
PwNow she's gonna marry a Count
somethin'.", added Schdluy" r
PbThe Dude squinted. "Hey. what 1»
r- [this*Fa racket? Where she live?
'Anybody know where she Uvea?"*
W'Flrst avenue—three' fourteen,"
oald Smiley.' _ L ___ —
■“VRemembei- that.' Shakespeare,**
agld Dude. "I’ll go down and sec
her. Okay, you mugs.'' he addressed
;the panhandlers, "get outs herO 1
CYeah! Oet outs here. Sicram!”
Shakespeare started to shoo them
sutr* -Hr U-
"l Crestfallen, the beggars started
out the door.* One of them called
;back over, his shoulder. “She's .el-
■ ways doin' something' for some-
body else.'*
pS~Come„ on! Come eft!" Shake-
speare s(iut the door behind ‘them.
%Th^_Dudo supped intq his coat.
Annie weakly.V__
— •■■■» stood1 up and begat
pacing the room.9L"Flne mess yo«
got a everybody d Into Jp Everybodl
worrying about!you.«Why, didnl
you swipe some atatlonery out ct
the White Hopse? • You coulda
rously.
lellln'/1
BUFFALO
kr. Md Or.] Helton „d
R.V of H.,k«l|
n Ui c°ntmunity.
chiWmn.nMSr,TU,L-«BdyeU »nd
«nd Mrs. Lynn lisie”*"8^' “jlb* tailin'/me
dent'"^*-,h*-wU^0tUs'ey **SnJil2 «• V i^TXin'i a.k me.
lnT;Mr H,ppy keJI °LM?- J M !&*& H«: 'Y •Ve‘ll.'' Wld'th. Dude. "1 m leav.
“•** on August 15th Ing It to you. You batter see that
and Mrs. F Gr.. those reportere stay away,
ahd children )„i,_ ’ ''fsffory -What do you sipect mi to do?*
Mr and Mri. n o , ! Vald«-! *Kkk them around UU thtv*ra
h*nn pi Me,> O. B. I ,n an{| met I don't care what you do. Juati
«on, Elio; and Mr. and frs J do It." Tha Duito turned to-ttBj
H- Hanson and daughte, i, Judge. "When's the boat get l»r
‘1 1 .Orentiory. E bode reatded for Me hM. 1
. * e « 'a__. - - _ — _ dmun Mlllh t
UHi
McGuire",'
■ Happy breesed past hlra.d.?Ysah,
tha boy with tha sore feet! t Say.
listen—do you happen to know I
been lookln foryou for two days—.
Ha * spledjf Annie./ VHey—what's
tl»is?'U---
berry Hotel! • Deughter! nWhere'tl
you get a daughter, anyway; Who's
her father? I suppose you're gonna
tell me you were once a big shot or1
something—“.v _ ------
■ Annie remained silent.
K'Hey." said Happy, u "You mean
to tell me Rodney Kent let you have
hla apartment for her/”
•-"Yeah. He's just as big a sucker
as 1 am. I guess." The Dude handed
a teiggram to Happy.*
* Happy'*’ rend: V "THE T WHOI.E
THING SOUNDS INSANE. BUT
GO AHEAD. USE THE APART-
MENT. MY ONLY REQUEST IS
MAKE > CERTAIN - NO - ONE
PAINTS MOUSTACHES ON THE
PAINTINGS. ^RODNEY.'l
• “Hey, Dude, come here a minute."*
Happy^ttrew-Dude aside. "Look—1
got Baifcock all set. That's our
bread and bitter.* What's .this?
What're you Wastin' your time
here?"dg* W m
- “I know. I know." said the Dude
In a low tone. "You think I’m
screwy. But I got an Idea. For
years Annie's been lucky to me,'
hasn't she? Well, ahe's In a Jam
now » What klnda- luck Would I
have If I passed her up at a time
like lhl«?''«............ Yl
w "So you're gonna try to palm her
oft as a society dame. huh?v Happy
made a wry face.
"it's only for a week.” explained
Dude. "The Count and hi* son are
goln' back on the same boat."
-.Happy shrugged disgustedly.
x
|story Ska this. I loM you yaw
"tfK* SSTUgHappy.
"Why didn't yotf think of that be^
forer* v'J ,
. "Why didn't I think of It!" *
* The Dude walked up and dawn
"This Is a tin# lima to
Whadda wa gonna
It'a your party.'
•* Th« Baptist revival which has <Mrt. Hart shoemaker announces
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, BLANKET
PUBLIC SPEAKING CLASS
(S-5)
n Try our Butter Cartons. They
*h” please > you and yaur custo-
mers.—Gpmknche Chief.
o,*srlss-£?a
week end
See that nothing.goes wrong. Coma
Mr. and Mrs"r““f‘ wTi‘yeU' . hour later Annie. t)ude
«• h. Belycu and and the Judge stood in s lRtlfF
*• . . j Annie stood on
WiSr.lIS Balyau.
TaberriaclePdow«rSui!dat^ecvJld^ tl,e °^nin* of a claga in public
the preaching.
Miss Blanche Dabney returned
Friday from Olney where she has
been visiting her sister, Mrs
M. Bettis and family. (•.
Winton tee Yantis returned
Saturday from San Marcos where
he has been attending summer
school. I \y [
Mr. and Mrs. Wesley DoSsey
and little daughter. Billie Jean
of Nachogdoches came in Sun-
day to vjfii his parents, Mr. and
Mrs. M.
The 0
WHITES
CREAM
w VERMIFUGE
For Expelling‘Worms
PARIS SMITH- Dronbt.
SHOP MADE HARNESS
tJkEc.
^Smvk”* -?u“tar "li;
S. John Young'of^De" Leon crumrtg *her neck' In'an ef-j
.. hi. . * fort Tb »«fe her daughter among the
1 crowds that lined the ship-rail.
An anxious fifteen minutes wa*
spent In real concentration In which
even Happy and Shakespeare were
for the-father toi|.v,§lid-
Dude-* eyeaiL briBritehcd
one. Judge
considered
denly. i,he
"I got II! I got jus
Henry O. Rlakv'" i
• Who* he?" inquired Missouri.
■ •'Fta- a proposition like this, we
gotta have a guy that talks vl'assy.
don't we Well. Judge 'Blake * the
classiest talker in town. Shake-
speare!"
Shakespeare hopped up alertly and
soon w«» on In* way to the pool
parlor In which Judge'.’ Blake wA*
wont to upetyf jus hour* As usual,
the Judge wa* playing billiard*. The
Judge was about fifty years old.
crowds Jhat lined the shlp-ral
Two detectives, unnoticed by ths
!od*ey.
school will 9p^if
next Monday, September 4.
-yMrs. John Entriken and child-!
rdfU'd? Shreveport, La., are visit-!
ing her parents, Mr. and Mrs.!
Lee Stewart this week.
Miss Audie Lee Austin spent
her
---------- .— | last week with fnerids at Stephen-
Dude. stood nearby conversing. ! vj]je
"Something p h o n u s - botognug f "
Something
around here." said one
"Yeah. Dave the Dude ain't down
here for hla health,"
Hey. look!” He grabbed ths
other detective's arm. "rrhls wtiols
mob!"
Happy and Missouri Martin stood
oft to one side, and Intermittently,
In a half-circle, stood a half-dosen
pair* of swarty individuals. All t
had that nonchalant, furtive manner
r,o common to gangster* awaiting
attack. It wa*. apparently, fort
l uilt around Annie. Dude and the
Judge to avert any Intrusion.
Further away, huddled in a cor*
■
Miss Francis Marshb&nks of
Brown wood spent last week with
Rev. and Mrs. ‘ Judson Prince.
Mr. and Mrs. Andy Stewart
and son. Charles, anil Mr. and
Mrs. J.- A. 0en • of B/ownwood
visited relatives here Sunday.
' The Brown County Baptist As-
sociation will meet here Septem-
ber 20 and 21..
Misses Emmalene Swindall and
Bonnie Dabnev returned Satur-
day from Denton where they
attended the summer session , of
North Texas ^Teachers College.
Rev. J. B. Hepderson filled his
regular appointment at Stepps
Creek Sunday.
You no doubt still have some harness you bouKhjt
at Kilpatrick’s Shop ten to. tWenty years ago.
Again, we are able to supply you with this same
high (lass oak-tanned, hand-made harness, bridles,
lines, collars, breeching, hame straps. In fact every
kind of leather pfoods. Also full line of best Saddles
and Blankets. _ ^ "
We have securjtd the services o( Mr. Jeff Tucker,
a leather worker who fyas speiTt a life-time in the
leather business. He is ijow busy making up a variety
of leather goods for your farm and ranch needs, and
any repair work doite-by him is well done^and guar-
anteed to give you perfect satisfaction. *" --
( ome in and See Qut Nice Line of
Extra Good Leather Goods.
LuuuaRc Repaired and Refinished
. Ir. •. I
HOWARD KILPATRICK
HARNESS AND HARDWARE
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DIZZINESS
relieved by Black-Draught
*T decided to take Thedford’s
Blark-Draught, as I had.been hav-
ing ^bilious spells,**- writes Mr.
Charles E, Sterns, ef Columbus,
Ind. “When I get bilious, I feel
sleepy atid tired and not- feel
like doing my work^
“ti 11 how I feel,
auw no niti itwt'
work^ ft is hard to I 1 V
tr b*i l do not feel J-^_
'fully dluy, 1 know ! 1
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THERE IS NO BETTER
BREAD THAN
SNO-FLAKE t
"r _ __
AND NO BET+ER PASTRIES THAN
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{f'GSPfU by Ouy l\ibb*€, Sdil Sftui'Ls fliii/ R
fb
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SFolki.'taul Mitsourl with a flourish.
.....C. . - Manvllle”
meet Mrs. E. Worthington
l Pond bp Man Hobson, Ole tula Farrell and player})
"Happy" you go over to1 Babcockl*
about the stable Stall him till I
|get there Shakespeare. You come
with ol<* * Happy, soon's I get my
apple. I'll meet y$u over there." a
J«sWe wotkCd out quickly, followed
Shakespeare In a few minutes
Jude's high-powered » car - was
'parked In froVit of Annie's humble'
home *- Annie was dead drunk and
soon after explaining her "Jam’^to
Dude she wa* unconscious. «
tss/'Old fool." muttered Dude, /'get-
ting herself Into a jam like that!
Remind me to eend Doc Michel down
here right away, Shqk
took
and____________
.•When they were out on the street
again, they found the car surrounded
> right away, Shakespeare, lie
i an apple froInHChnle'e basket
eirpped a bill under her pillow,
j"r
•Well,
man." f-
The
I'm a
Chlna-
l Ta;!jf
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by Jhe beggars.
SfedWhat'ie you gonna do. Dude?"
asked Smiley.
'•The Dude wae hard. "Do abdut
i what?" , ■
sC'What’re ' you " gonna ' do about
Annie?"
«*"Whnt do you muge want me
to dor ,
Smiley shrugged. A"We' rh>n't
know. We thought you could figure
somethtn' out. We had a nteetln'
ahd somebody said—let's a.-U the
Dude.'
— •’Oh. yeah? That* all I gotta do.
I suppose. Come»ep-rbeat it'" Th*
Dude scrambled into the car. Before
It could start, one of the puhhjiuid-
lera was at the window
*e "W# figured if Annie could get an
apartment at the Marberry for a
week—we, would chip In sum# «*f R-
Dude."
— The Dude Interrupted fiercely.
."Annie at the Marberry! Get outa
here! Cortie onl'^Tbe -car roared
away.1
^ Once settled 1n the coahmua. the
■ Dude began muttering to himeelf.
f "Nerve of those guys! Annie at the
Marberry. Huh!"
• "Hey, Dude." skid Shakespeare,
"mind If I have an idea'*''
•hThe Dude didn't bother to Wok
up. "Yah?"
• "That society ffiend of yours—
-Rodney Kent—he's got an apartment
at the Marberry—."
t*"M« has. huh! Well, what about
It? What about It? Can you pic-
ture me going to Rodney Kent and
saying: 'Lend me your apartment
for Apple Annie'! He'd throw me
out on my eatC* ________ ,—
m Shakespeare wa* squelched: "Yeah
—that's whatf I was savin'—he'd
throw you out on your ear "?.
"Then shut up about It! the
Dude barked. /
/Annie sat on on expensive needle-
point chair awed by her surround-
ings—for the suites ih the Hotel
Marberry were realty awe-Inspiring
Tha Dude leaned over her shoulder
and pointed to a piece of paper that
'Annie was holding.
» "Mow/* said the Dude, that e the
'layout. ; Your room s here—tha
pigeon-toed
C
____ butler interrupted. “Miss
Missouri Marti?" ' - *
f "Fetch her Is," ordered Dude.
* Happy’s mouth opened. "Missouri
Marlin! What the—"
» "Yeah—Missouri Martin. The old
£al herself—howzit, boys?" Mis-
souri walked over to Dude and
planted a kiss on hla cheek.
"How's my baby?’*- ~
*• A parade of young girls followed
Missouri Into the room, most of
them dressed in dainty white
aprojis. Some carried little satch-
els; others, huge packages. The
last Jn was Pierre. Effeminate and
excitable, he fluttered into tho room.
"Well." said Missouri, "here they
are; sucker. Ths gang that keeps
me broke but beautiful." There was
a lot of truth In Missouri's hantwr-
Ing remark, for the group consisted
of a maid, a hairdresser, a manicur-
ist. beauty specialist, chiropodist,
inasseuse and Pierre, the superin-
tendent. "They'ro all ready for the
slaughter. Where's the victim?”
Annie wss perceptibly frightened
i y the extent/of the preparations
bem^ made in her behalf.
"Alt! There she is." .Missouri
spotted Annie.- "What material Xoiv
a b'lfnch of hungry artists! Look
'•ti tliem—their tongue* are hanging
out. When they get through with
^ber. she'll look every bit-a* good us
\ "That'll do no^ood," said Happy"
"The Idea Ts lfTmake her look Tfks
a lady."
Missouri grimaced. "Ouch!
Laughing hoy's in again!*'
"Come oil.'' said the Dude, "you're
Av.asilnit tune. Missouri.”
In hn hour the ordeal was over
'md Annie appeared before her crit-
icuf audience But—a new AiYmr-c-
Wrlnkles had vanished— her t -
were bright—her manner was aris-
tocratic! ,
"Folks." said Missouri with a
nourish, "meet Mr*. 15. Worthingl .i
Manvllle!" ,
They' stnred at her In amass-
ment. for Annie was-r-miracuJou*1y
—every Inch the dotvnggr queen
She walked over to Diule—or rather
she glided’
"I'll never forget this. Dude"
Her voice broke. "God bless you!"
The Dude's voice fvn* hoarse
"Okay—okay You're all set now
Look line. Fool anybody Nice
work.Missouri Come on. Ilap—\w
■better get going."
"Tfey. waU a minute, you guv*.' '
called Missouri as they Xtaried tot
leave', "Wllere do yog think you're
going_ *r
•'Were reluming to fhe bu*me»*
of ntnklng a living If It's Just the
same to you.; Happy answered
"So you think, you're through
huh?" Missouri's hands went to
her hip* defiantly 'How about that
husbajid she's suppoked to have’
"Hey.
bombast!?., id.^ personality and
groomed ’In' well-fitting, 'modish
clothes-—frayed at the '’edges—out
smart-looking nevertheless Ruddy
of face and bald, with but a few
suaggly patches of white nj th.e
temples, he might have been mis-
taken' for a banker~tn affy other
surrounding,*
1 Shakespeare t>arged
Judge'" —— -----
"Well. If It, Isn't my old friend, the
Bard of Avon!"
■'The Dude wants to see you right
away."
"It can't be done, my friend. A.t
the mpment. I'm engaged In a very
profitable enterprise." Which „was
<fco. for Judge Blake always p+a^ed
slickers for high stakes—and never,
lost. No one could remember when
Judg<Blake had been beaten. In bil-
liards He made a good living at It.
"But you don t get It. Judge.” said
Shakespeare softly "The Dude said
not to take no' for an answer And
you know as well as me that guys
what say”no'.to Dave the Dude often
have bad luck."
"Yes. I ve had occasion to notice
that '* - • . ,
"Preposterous! Most preposter-
ous!" The Jud^e exploded "Of all
people—Apple Annie." The Dude
had acquainted the Judge with ths
plan, hut when he mentioned that
the Judge was tq be Apple Annie's
husband. Blake ilmost collapsed.
"Now. listen. Dude—this Is asking
top much Much too much A mero
apple vendor' Practically a mendi-
cant! After all. I have, my self-re-
He stopped as a voice said. "Good
evening."
' There she Is now." said the Dude.
TheVf tiho Is?" jBlake looked sur-
prjjtod.---—r ,
"Apple Annie!"
Ann!? walked over rn the group
BlAke wnjt oVer-awed by> the tm-
presKive-looking grand dame before
him.
"The Judge.” said the Dude, "Just
sai'd. how, glad he was to be your
ever-lovVnjr-h^isbiiiwJ." >—.»
Annie W.Ns.'.cTiargytig as she said.
~"Thnnk roP-TAw -deeply ttuttered."
Blake t<M>k her hand The pleas-
ure, 1 assure you, my dear Indy. Is
all mine.”-*"'
Two- days later the Judge and
llappv Ml in" Dude's apartment,
with- the Judge holding the Hour
' "You had no right," he said, "to
build up, Annie's hope*. .Dude When
the plan fniIs, ll's^gotng to break her
heart."
"Who says It's—gonjt.i fair’"
snapped the Dude
".Vly dear Dude, do you realise the
number of reporters \vlu> coVer in-
coming ships?". .
"Well?"
"They'll want to know uD about
the Count, Why lie entile to \\mer-
lin 'Who his friends -are. That
men ns we n'ml- Apple Annie The
pitjhqs’ll' be full- of It."
~ 'Tfitpli!? scoiVIrit. "Yen; A guy like
Wlm-lieH'd give -III* right eye fo| a
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BOARD ckURCH
Mrs. George Ripley »nd child-
ren "of -Cotton Grove spent part
tier < f -the liuge dock, wt r.o the pan-
handlers, ■
"What « Annie like?
asked blind
good. I get awfully dlxxy,
then that I had better take some-
thing After 1 • found how good
Black-Draught 1.*, that is wl'iat 1
have used. I guess it rids me of
the bile, tof I feel better — (han't
feel like I am dropping off b sleep
every’ time I sit down., Thif.’to
me. Is a very bad fending.’’
Xow i/'ii4 con prt Black-Drau hi in
the form of a Jor Cm i utv.
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LOWRYTT (TVKES antf PIES
AT foi'R fiROCER’S
Made bv
■f:
CITY BAKERY
iiffrsr-
«
Schultzy
Awed, one of tliem answered,
-"Yoit wouldn t bellfiM It. Schultzy/
An old .woman apoke I remeni.*
ber Anr/ic when she used • to bo
dressed up liki! that all the time."
And then Louise was on the dock, i
Annie, tears streaming from her
eyes, hugged and kissed her beau-
tiful '"daughter: then Count and.i
Carlos were Introduced. A reporter
started towards them, but Happy
and his two henchmen took care of. ’
that. The newspaperman was soon 1
dispatched to a far-away spot-in ths
ptide’s car with Shakespeare driv-
ing. and then- deposited where the
grass-^tas green and the trees talL 'I.
Th« detectives, too, seitstng some. •
thing wrong, walked quickly'to-- j
wards the groqp. But' their atten-
tion was diverted, for a fist fight
had broken out on the pier and a
curious, milling throng had gath- j
ortd around. The fight was between
the two swarthy-faced men who had
been with Happy
Happy walked over to the Judge.
“The car Is ready, sir."
The Judge was unhurried/
"Thank you. my good man—thank
you."
Happy..^4£owled and whispered.
"Amacrny! 'AfDwmple ullbays/
The Judge paled for a moment. ;
then turned to the group. "Folks,
I think we'd better get going."
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The detectives were still trying
to push through the mob around
the fighters,..
For three dpi Ike Count and his
son were entertained solely with
riding—motoring They returned
home from one of the drives during
the afternoon of the third day mine*
their landing to-find the Dude—w ho
wak nt»w known ns David Mnn\ tile,
brother of the J'udge. who was now
Mr Mqnvllle—with Happy Mc-
Guire- Happy h.id become the
secretary for David Manvllie.
"1 thought you'd like to Invite Mr.
Macuuire to the reception." said the
Judge to Dude 4
~~Sure.T’ s-iitl 'Tlie Dudr 'fcBStract- ~ -
edly SurS That's a good Idea."
He looked up suddenly., "What do
you mean—receptiun?"
The Count smiled 'We re hav-.
Ing a reception for the folks day-
after tomorrow The night their
boat return* to Spain."
The Dude's Jaw *et, but he man-
aged to get out. ' Well, well—isn't
that Jus* dundy "
The'Judge's foot fidgeted "You're
quite surprised, aren’t you. brother
David?"
"Yeah" ' .
- "I knew you troi<Id Ive Knowing
me"
The Count chuckled "I've never
known a man to detest receptions
as violently a* the Judge",
"Who's coming, brothel- Henry?"
asked the Dude.bitingly
W -'
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MERGER gap
. i.
Mi-, at^l .Mr*. Chester Tupin ofi„
Dallas spent the week end„with v
Mrs. Perry
1,000,000 PAMPERED ELIES DIfe
fVEBY YliAlt TO PROVE Pt D«
ALWAYS KILLS
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At the Sinclair "fly farm**, in East Chicago.
Indianu. more than 1,(K)0.(H)0 flieaare r«i««-d
yearly for the express purpose of proving
that every batch of Sinclair P. DTwill kill
any household insect. Every batch of P. D.
that leaves the factory.must kill 1,^000 flies
under oondition* more severe than those in
your own home. Only five-day-old flies are
used because flies at this age have more,
resistance than any other household insect.
Try a can of Sinclair P. I). It's sure death
to flies, mosquitoes, bedbugs, cockroaches,
moth*, ants, fleas or auy other household
insetH tbut creeps, crawls or flies.
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HOLCOMB .
Miss Velipa Keating has ' been
lisiting her grandmother at Tur-'
Mrs. Younsr anant Friday
Harmony. !
SUNSHINE CLUB MEETS
, . ' . ... ... ,iuii,rkiur (h«*r parents, Mr. and
of last week with her daughter, Cnrmichnel
Mrs. Carl Hall. Mrs. Dick
The Alice Russell Sunshine Club
met at the home of Mr*. A. J.
road ing on the life of Rob Morris
L X. Clemons.
Mrs. R. W. H. " Hamilton of
Stephenvtlle rendered a number
of musical selections.
refreshments were served to
Mies Lyle l.ane spent last week
with' her sister, Mrs.' R*y Mc-
Donald near Blanket.
Mrs. E. Stanton has been visit-
ing her sister, Nfn*' Will-Dunlap
at Ballinger. :v,______
Miss Inez, Hall has returned
from London where she has been
teaching music.
Mr. snd Mrs. Odis Hodge's end
son. Carl Oils of Fort Worth
have been visiting Mr. snd /Mr
T. V— Moors snd family.
Mrs. Joe Middleton ei
Harris and sdn of
I'nlestine are visit!ug her sister,
Mrs. T. N. Willi* ms and familv.
Mr. and Mrs. F. G. Jackson
and son of Troy rpent Saturday
night with Mr. ymd Mrr. T. 0.
Mrs. Gertie" Waldrop of Fort
Worth and daughter, Mias Jerry
Waldrop of Brown wood spent
Sunday night with her mother
and sister. Mrs. A. J. Huggins
and Mrs. Ollio Fletcher.
Miae Sybil Priest snd Gaylen
McRintie spent Sunday with her
sister.' Mrs. N. FI Stevens and
family near Blanket.
Mrs.
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FLIES, MOSQUITOES
BEDBUGS, ROACHES
MOTHS, ANTS, ETC-
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Ageyt Sinclair Refining Company (Inc.)
W. C. HOUSE
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The Comanche Chief (Comanche, Tex.), Vol. 61, No. 5, Ed. 1 Friday, September 1, 1933, newspaper, September 1, 1933; Comanche, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth890491/m1/3/?q=%22%22~1&rotate=270: accessed July 17, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; crediting Comanche Public Library.