The Delta Courier (Cooper, Tex.), Vol. 60, No. 13, Ed. 1 Tuesday, April 1, 1941 Page: 3 of 4
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TUESDAY, APRIL 1, 1941
ilize our resouruea
y and for the best
people. The hear-
ompleted.
cted report, which
surest legislation
■inen during „or-
Pt to have little
immediate problem
usiness, in produc-
iplies. Just as in.
r°rk of this com-
ed because of the
11, interest in an-
hus increased
mmely, the Dies
3ially known as
se committee in-
merican acitivi-
nittee, now in its
just been given
1 of $150,000,
h as the origin-
four years ago.
the house build-
mmittee’s staff
refully guarded
ut communistic
n activities in
expected to play
t in safeguard-
inst sabotage.
THE DELTA COURIER
Club
Friday
-H Club met
Antioch school
B. Craig and
gave a demon-
io cut out gar-
the demonstra-
adjoumed un-
ing which will
Miss Hooker
unn of Paris
Mr. and Mrs.
the week end.
ffice work
work and
ir a good
prestige.
MERGE
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PAGE THREE
A Little Child Led Them
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Synopsis
After Mark Alexander’s beauti-
ful wife, Ellen, died, her whole
family became interested in Val-
erie, Ellen’s daughter by a form-
er marriage*—and in the trust
fund left Valerie. All Ellen's
jsters, save Shirley, frightened
Jrric by assuming she would
[Ve with them’ but Mark came to
the rescue and took Valerie on a
long trip. On the way home, he
and Valerie met I.ucy Tredway,
owner of a broken-down travel-
ing library. Mark hired her to
tutor Valerie and brought her
borne. Elise, trying to make the
most of the opportunity, appear-
ed at the house on the day they
returned and was startled to see
Lucy there. She left in a quiet
huff and has just called Valerie
to see if Valerie will spend the
d»v with her velrric ]* talking
things over with Lucy.
early September, and summer was ( think I’m a good actor,” she said.
, the air- Lucy woro white, I “I think you’re a bad actor,
and her eyes were dark under the | That’s why I like you such a lot.”
grold of her hair.
I QIVE YOU
TEXAS
BY BOYCE HOUSE
CHAPTER X
He turned in at his own gates
feeling as if he had escaped from
something. He found Shirley,
wrapped) in the white hath coat,
just getting into her car. Lucy
and Valerie stood together, in
their swimming suits, by the run-
ning board.
Valerie cried out when she saw
him, and ran to kiss him, standing
carefully bowed, not to get him
wet. “Oh—we missed you!” she
said.
“What do you mean, missed?”
he laughed. “Compared to the
way I missed you, you’re a rank
outsider!”
“You see,” she told Lucy. “I
told you he wanted to be here
and couldn’t.”
“Did I!” he said. He held out
a hand to Shirley and Lucy. It
was marvelous to be back where
he could breathe.
“I only pretended to come for
swimming,” said Shirley.
He jumped in beside Shirley
now, and drove with her down to
gates. He had gathered in
i mysterious way that she
something more to say to
him.
Shirley drew up just this side
of the lodge, shut off the engine,
and sat looking at him. He look.
iack his eyes full of admira-
He found he was suddenly un-
troubled by whatever she was go-
ing to tell him. “I gathered there
was something on your mind,” he
said lazily.
“Nothing important.”
He relaxed more completely.
Whatever it was, he was not in
for another lecture on the pro- ,
prieties.
“I didn’t want to speak before
Valerie, in case you didn’t ap-
prove of what I was going to
say.”
“Wonderous wise—you, I
mean,” he said1 softly.
Shirley smiled at him. “Rather
stupid, really. However—I just
want to give a little party for
her. And Lucy too, of course, if
she cares for anything so ju-
venile. That girl’s a wonder, by
the way.”
“I’m glad you think so,” said
Mark. He wondered if she knew
how glad.
Valerie was filled with alter-
nate shivers of delight and dread
at the thought of Shirley’s party.
It was the purest gold Mark
had ever seen. Neither platinum
nor honey, but the color of an old
burnish coin. It lay in smooth
waves against her little head, and
Mark found himself suddenly
longing to touch it. The gold of
Ellen s hair had been pale and
exquisite, and her eyes a curious,
almost purple blue. But the gold
on this girl’s head was like a
crown.
Lucy rested him just because
she had missed beauty by the
merest fraction. Her skin was
delicatal, and white, and the con-
trast of her eyes and hair would
always set her a little apart.
Taken one by one, her features
were ciharming. Assembled, they
somehow lacked the intangible
quality of beauty.
“The modern spirit, I suppose
if
It startled him to realize he ciould
almost havej, said^ “love”, even
without meaning it.
Mrs. Banwood’s passion for
the radio was now audible on the
air.
It was pleasant to sit there
peacefully in the half dark, and
listen to the beat of dance mu-
sic coming from city canyons so
r any over-heated miles away.
The mush was a little louder
now. It came lilting through the
nighr. with Its haunting rhythm.
Mark got to his feet, and stood in
mock formality beside her.
”1 ho to dance this?” he ask-
ed.
She swung her silver sandals
to t!ie terrace flags, and faced i was ;n His house. It was almost
him. “Love to, of course,” she | as hard
said.
Alexandria Vallianos, age two, is shown leading 10.000 Greek-Amer-
icans as they paraded in New York City to celebrate the 120th anniver-
sary of Greek independence. The child wears the traditional kilted eos-
tumc of the Evzones, Greece mountaineer fighters who have distinguished
themselves in warding off the Italian invaders.
Bui the baby that keeps yelling
is the baby that gets fed.
(Author unknown; clipped from
L. F. Wade’s Jayton Chronicle.)
lluppened to run actross a
graceful tribute the other day
that was puid a while back to
Senator Morris Sheppard: “He is
a true gentleman; and it is al-
most a definition of a gentleman
to say that he is one who never
favor when actually he is con-
ferring it. He is a great debat-
er and a clear thinker but he is
never mean or little in his dis-
putes and never takes unfair ad-
vantage, and has never mistaken
personalities or sharp sayings
for arguments. From long-
sighted prudence he observes the
maxim of the ancient sage ‘that
we should conduct ourselves to-
ward ouij enemy as if he were
l one day to be our frend.’ Mor-
Mark got to his feet. He did I
a mental leap after his vanishing |
sense of hospitality. The woman 1
‘Photontic Gir!”
He took her in his arms, and
they slid over the smoothly laid
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‘Don't be a goat ," said Mark angrily.
Mm
you would call it,” said Mrs. Ban-
wood to Chiltern. He had just
carried the big silver tray with
its shinning coffee service out to
the terrace, where Mark and Lucy
relaxed in long chairs of split
bamboo, and watched the tiny
cresent of the moon.
“The world’s gone on since
your time and mine, if that’s
floor in silence. Lucy felt she
had been waiting all her life just
to dance with Mark. She was
glad he didn’t want to talk. Al-
ways, she thought, she would re-
member thig night. She wanted
to hold it tight, to let it sink deep
to be able to shut her eyes and
live it all again when it was gone.
The night, the bewitching little
what you mean,” agreed Chiltern | moon, the scent of the roses, and
amiably.
He knew quite well that she '
was registering disapproval of
affairs on the terrace. And he
knew she dared not voice them
more explicitly without encour-
agement from him, which she
would never get. So he smiled
blandly and went back to see if
there was something more he
could do for Mark and Lucy.
There was, for they both de-
clined a second cup of coffee; and
presently he went back to Mrs.
Banwood, carrying the tray before
him like a sort of shining shield.
“A beautiful night,” he said
sentimentally. “Sets one to think-
ing of all sorts of things. Youth,
and summer—”
“Humph!” sad Mrs. Banwood.
Mark looked across to where
Lucy rested, arms behnd her
golden head. She looked hardly
more than the wrath of a girl,
for they had turned off the ter-
race lights, and there was only
the faint gleam of the little moon,
and the glimmer of low-hung in-
numerable stars. Scents drifted
up to them with everj slighcst
stirring cf the air. The almost
She loved to dance, and the pros- ! unearthly perfume of roses, and
pect of going off alone just to
be amused was stupendous. She
relayed Shirley’s invitation to
Lucy, who wisely declined it.
Lucy telephoned Shirley i when
Valerie was out of hearing. “You
are sweet to ask me,” she said,
“but I think I shan’t came. You
will understand how it is. I’ve
been longing for her to know
children her own age. But I
didn’t know just how to go about
it.”
JtL wish you’d told me,” Shir-
^Brvoce came back warmly. “I’d
'ovo to help, whenever I can.
Maybe you’ll have lunch with me
some day soon. There are some
things I might be able to tell you
H
Something in heh tone made
Lucy agree eagerly. “I’d love
it,” she said. “Call me when
you want me. And do make it
Valerie went off in state, driv-
en by Catlet. She looked rather
like a pale pink cloud in her flesh-
colored dancing frock, with a tiny
string of pearls about her troat.
It wasn’t until Chiltern an- |
Mark’s arms.
Just before Thanksgiving, Val-
erie had a birthday.
Ten couples were asked for din-
ner and dancing. Valerie invited
Shirley too; but she declined, say-
ing she didn’t believe in too many
adults at a children’s party.
Lucy was all for putting in a
quiet evening in her own rooms,
but Valerie’s disappointment and
Mark’s dismay were so real that
she changed her mind.
She and Mark had their dinner
at a small table before the li-
brary fire. Valerie quailed a bit
at the idea of being left alone
with a dinner party, but Mark and
Lucy told her she might as well
begin her apprenticeship as a
hostess. As she grew used to
the idea, she began! to enjoy it.
Mark received the youngsters
who overflowed the place. The
house was fulfilling itself for the
first time, he thought, with a
twinge at his disloyalty. When | Miss Cheslon
they had found their place cards, ! Chas. Fletcher of
to remember as when he
was a child, with unwanted guests
thrust on him. Since she had
met him at the factory gates,
Wide Acres had been mercifully
free of Elise. As a matter of
fact, hq had almost completely
forgotten her.
She barely nodded to Lucy,
who could scarcely believe that
she was there. When Shirley had !
refused, it seemed incredible |
that Elise had come uninvited.
She slipped out of her coat, and
draped herself over a near-by
chair. Her glance rested first on
Mark, then Lucy, and last on the
small table sitting so cositly by
the fire.
“What a domestic scene,” she
said.
“Isn’t it?”/agreed Mark ami-
ably
‘ i hope I’m not too terribly in
the way,” she went on wistfully.
“I never dreamed you’d be en-
tertaining. 1 just felt so lonely
on this ciesr home day, I longed
for a glimpse of something real.
“Of course I’m frightfully em-
barrassed,” Elise seemed to be
doing all the talking. “Dashing
in on a party where I wasn’t in-
vited. But I never dreamed—
witn dear Ellen gone—and all—”
“Don’t be a goat,” said Mark
angrily. “Anybody can see with
half an eye it’s only a children’s
party. Why do you suppose Miss
Tredway and I are hiding here?”
“I—really wondered—” mur-
mured Elise. She was a little
frightened after she had said it;
but Mark gave no hint that he
had heard, and it made no dif-
ference whether Lucy had or
not.
“Valerie had a birthday a
couple of days ago,” explained
Mark. “Ever since Shirley gave
her a party, she has trotted about,
and she wanted to return a few
invitations. No grown-ups al-
lowed. Even Shirley did not
come and she was really respon-
sible.”
To be continued
ife
Bob Lawrence kept apologiz-
ing as though somehow the secre-
tary of a chamber of commerce
could be held responsible for the , . ...
weather tut, as a matter of fact I *nfl,Ct8 ^m' He makes liffht of
the scene was rendered even more " when actually he *-----
striking by the thin mist that rose
like faint smoke from the Comal
Iviver in Landa I’ark, one of the
most beautiful spots in Texas.
The river is only three and one-
half miles long and it is New
Braunfels’ boast that it is the
only one in Texas (if not the
entire nation) that starts in a
city and runs its course entirely
within the city limits.
Despite its brevity, the Comal
is declared to have the greatest
flow of any stream in the state.
Fed by springs, itj never fails in
the driest season but pours forth
an estimated 300,000,000 gallons
of water daily, and always at a
temperature of 70 degrees.
A walk through grass with
drops of silver, stepping carefully
to avoid breaking spiders’ fragile
webs spangled with dew, and we
j came to the river’s starting point j
—-clear water flowing gently over
ferns. Gaining volume and speed
as it was swelled by other springs,
the rivulet perhaps was singing
Lanier’s lines:
“The white quartz shone and the
smooth brook-stone (
Did bar me of passage with
friendly brawl,
Any many a luminous jewel
lone
—Crystals clear or a cloud with
mist,
bKs _
LOS ANGELES, Cal. . . . Modern
Science discovers the “photoptic
Girl,” Miss Paulino Hadden, as a
blo-mlcroscopo reveals that she has
the most perfect eyes based on the
way they balance with her facial
countour.
and Sunday.
Mrs. Earl Nelson was a din- i
Dickey. |
Mr. and Mrs. Mack Fielding
were in Cooper Thursday.
Mrs. Byrdie Baxley and sons
moved last week to the place va-
cated by Mr. and Mrs. Andy
Rainey purchased the Fielding
placie and moved here. Mr. and
Mrs. Fielding will make their
home in Dallas.
Mrs, Rowena Poe is able to
take up her work in her office
Ruby, garnet and amethyst—
Made lures with the lights of
streaming stone.”
The water becomes blue and
foams over rapids, then widens
to a lako-iike sweep, and laps
banks of overhanging trees drap-
ed with moss. But you must see
New Braunfels’ Landa Park for I
yourself.
I hate to he a kicker, I always
long for peace,
But the wheel that does the
squeaking is the one that
gets the grease.
It’s nice to be a peaceful soul,
and not too hard to please,
But the dog that’s always
scratching is the one
has the fleas.
“I bate to be a kicker” means
nothing in a show,
For the kickers in the chorus are
the ones that get the dough.
ris Sheppard has the love and
respect of every person with
whom he comes in contact. He
is today the most beloved man in
Texas.”
“The stenographer we require,”
ran the ad, “must be fast, ab-
solutely accurate, and must have
human intelligence. If you are
not a crackerjack, don’t bother
us.”
One of the answers wrote that
she noted their requirements, and
went on:
“Your advertisement appeals
to me strongly—stronger than
prepared mustard—as I have
I searched in Europe, Airope and
Hoboken in quest of someone
who could use my talents to ad-
vantage. When it comes to this
chinmusic proposition, I have
never found a man, woman or
dictaphone who could get to first
base with me, either fancy or
catch-as-catch-can. I write
shorthand so fast that I have a
specially prepared pencil with a
platinum point and a water-cool-
ing attachment, note-pad made of
asbestos, ruled with sulphuric
acid and stitched with catgut. I
run with my cut-out open at all
speeds, and am in fact guaran-
teed, double hydraulic welded,
drop-forged lightning on a per-
fect o(! frame, ground to one
thousandth of an inch.
“If you would avail yourself
of the opportunity of a lifetime,
wire me, hut unless you are fully
prepared to pay the tariff for
such service, don’t bother me as
that I I am so nervous I can’t stand still
| long enough to have my dresses
fitted.”—(From Venus Express.)
KLONDIKE NEWS
MRS. FRONIA McBRIDE
after several days absence on the j The art ct soft-soap spreading is
account of being ill. j a U|jng that palls and stales.
Edward Robnett, who has
been ill with the flu, is reported
Osborn
Cooper
and
the fragrance of late-blooming
honey suckle floated about them.
It came over Lucy with a sud-
den stab, that she would some-
time leave all this for that drab
world where there were bills to
pay andl/work to do. Nothing
that she did at present was the
least like work. Life wjassu
least like work. Life was just a I
sort of unbelievable interlude |
where beauty,and kindness were j which he came toward her. She
like the air they breathed. j smiled at him, and everything |
and had encircled the old oval
table in the dining room, he went
back to Lucy by the library fire. !
The contrast between the laug- ,
ing young mob he had left, and
golden-haired Lucy in her peach- j
colored frock, waiting in the quiet
room, struck him so that he stop-
ped in the doorway to enjoy it.
He detached himself from the
domesticity he had come to take
so happily for granted, and look-
ed at the scene as a stranger
might.
Lucy glanced up, and caught
the slight! self-consciousness with
better this week.
Carless Wynn of Dallas visit-
ed over tho week end with Ed-
ward Robnett.
Mr. and Mrs. Chester Roe and
little daughter, Sue Ann, of Dal-
las visited their parents and
grandparents, Mr. and Mrs. Lu-
ther Osborn, and daughter over
the week end.
Mrs. Howard McKinney of
Cooper was a business visitor here
Saturday.
Mrs. May Oxford and little
daughter, Peggy, visited their
parents and grandparents, Mr.
and Mrs. Oxford, of Quitman over
the week end.
Mr. and Mrs. Roy Anderson
spent the week end in Quitman.
But the guy who wields the ham-
mer is the guy who drives
the nails.
Let us not put any notions that
are harmful in your head,
Gay Janes, son of Dr. and Mrs.
Olen G. Janes, who has been ill
of infleunza two weeks, is im-
proving.
Carroll Bennett Jeter is able
to be out some after being con-
fined at home two months on
account of illness.
Garden Togs Are
Discussed At
visitors of Miss Mary Jo Osborn
Saturday evening.
Misses Katherine and Edna
Louise McGee visited Sunday with 1 I OWell 4-H dill)
their grandmother, Mrs. McGee, j -------- ■ -
Mr. and Mrs. Howard Stunkard
and little son visited Mr. and Mrs.
Buster Stunkard and family Sun-
day.
Mrs. Jewel Davidson spent the
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She was delightfully conscious
of Mark, but only as an accom-
paniment to her thoughts. So she
started when he got up and drop-
ped down on a stool beside her
chair.
“Bored?” lie asked. It was a
different voice from the family-
circle one he used every day. She
looked nt him in amazement.
“Bored?” she echoed. She
thought she could hardly have un-
derstood him.
“Well—I just wondered. There
are always the village movies,
you know.”
“If you think I could even pre-
tend to want movies, with all the
the night makes in this
swung into place again. He pull- I
ed out her chair, and Alice came
I in and' began to serve their din- |
ner. From the dining room on the
other side of the great hall \
young laughter rose distantly. |
They were just finishing their |
coffee with a very special old ■
liqueur in honor of the day, when I
to their dismay, the draperies at |
the library door were pushed j
aside to reveal Elise in slim black 1
velvet, a ,white ermine cloak off
her very bare shoulders. She
stood without speaking, her sul-
try eyes on the domestic scene be-
fore her.
“So there you nre,” she said at
last. Her voice broke a little
nouneed dinner that Lucy realized
Hr was ! «•«!«». »°“ ■»«•* thlnk ! ,hri"v *" ,he c“mc tat° ,h0
week end ati home^in Paris with
homo folks.
Mr. and Mrs. B. M. Edwards
were dinner guests of Mr. and
Mrs. Luther Osborn Sunday.
Eacih Thursday afternoon at
2:30 all who will are invited to
meet at the Church of Christ for
r. study of the Bible. Several met
on last Sunday evening ahd an
Interesting lesson was enjoyed
by all.
Mr. and Mrs. R. F. Meador
were called to Frederick, Okla.,
the first of the week on account
of the illness of their son and
grandson, Keith Meador, and little
poll, Bobby Keith. They return-
ed the last of the week and re-
ported both as better.
Mrs. Dewitt Sweat, Mrs. Chas.
Trevillion and Mrs. Green made
a business trip to Cooper Satur-
day.
Miss Irma Grace Frazier of
Commerce was a guest of Miss
Joyce McCombs Saturday night i
ner guest Sunday of Mrs. Dowling i
Colors and color combinations,
fabrics, and types of garments
suitable for garden togs were
discussed by Miss Ellen Hooker,
home demonstration agent, at a
meeting of the Yowell 4-H club
held Tnesday, March 25 at the
Yowell school.
Costumes suitable for garden
work should protect the wearer i
from sun and wind, and be made
of fast color material durable in
quality to withstand hard wear,
sunlight, and frequent laundry-
ing.
Twenty girls and the sponsor,
Mrs. Bud Smith, answered to roll
call. The next regular club
meeting will he held Tuesday,
April 8, at the Yowell school.
Cooper visitors to Fower show
in Dallas Sunday were: Mr. and
Mrs. J. R. Watkins and family,
Dr. and Mr.s Charles Ellington,
Mr. and Mrs. D. M. Fisher, Mrs.
.1 D. Miller, Misses Ellen Hook-
er, Helen Burgess, Maud Elling-
ton, Rita Carrington, Louise En-j
gel, Hallie McKinney, and Anne
Woodruff, who was home for
the week end from Dallas, at-
tended with the group.
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