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THE STORY
CHAPTER I—Left orphans by a tragic
automobile accident which claimed the lives
of their mother and father, three sisters,
Helen, Adele and ‘ , Limpy,” are visited by
their Aunt Olympia, politically minded wife
of Senator Alencon Delaporte Slopshire. She
Insists that the girls return with her to
Washington, to make their home with them.
CHAPTER n—ln addition to loving the
girls. Aunt Olympia knows they will be a
terrific political asset. Senator Slopshire
has as his political opponent one Brother
Wilkie, a minister, whose political cam
paign is furthered by seven "unspeakable
brats” who sit on the rostrum with him
■while he makes speeches. Aunt Olympia
and the Senator, kind and loving, neverthe
less know that their three nieces will mean
votes for the Senator. The girls decide to
accept Olympia’s invitation to live with her
and the Senator.
CHAPTER lll—Senator Slopshire, a pleas
antly foggy Individual who depends on the
astuteness of his wife, prepares for their
coming. Though Limpy, the youngest, is
16, ana Helen, the oldest, is 21, the Senator
buys them all the toys and gifts he can find,
feeling that "children” should be occupied.
When they first meet their "Uncle Laney,"
as he is to be known, the girls take him to
their united bosom, knowing him to be
kind-hearted and sincere. Soon Adele, most
beautiful of the sisters, meets Len Hardesty,
publicity man for Brother Wilkie. Though
It is Len’s job to help defeat the Senator, he
promptly falls In love with Adele.
CHAPTER IV—Olympia buys an automo
bile house-trailer which will accommodate
the five of them, and from which the
Senator will campaign. Then she decides
to hire a publicity agent for the Senator,
securing the services of Dave Cooper, and,
as his assistant, young Cecil Dodd. Cecil,
just breaking into the publicity business, is
enthusiastic about his new job, even more
so when he meets Limpy for the first time.
CHAPTER V—At a Washington .tea Helen
meets Gabriel d’Aliotti. Curiel then
searches out Olympia, and asks if he might
call. Olympia acquiesces, thinking it might
make Helen forget her suitor back in lowa,
Brick Landis. Brick, owner of a grocery
store, is also running for congress. Helen,
though, has made up her mind that she will
marry Brick in the not-so-dlstant future, and
knows that her aunt cannot change that
factor.
CHAPTER Vl—During one of d'Aliotti's
visits with Helen, she turns to Uncle Laney
for advice concerning national coastal forti
fications. She and d’Aliotti spend much
time in studying politics. Meanwhile. Adele
and Len Hardesty have been more and
more entranced with each other’s company.
CHAPTER Vll—The Slopshires and their
newly acquired family move out to Shires,
the Senator's farm home near the state
capital. The Shires was an ideal location
for election year. Hie Senator had figured
that six weeks would suffice for the cam
paign. But BrotheY Wilkie decided other
wise. He bought a covered wagon, estab
lished his children, a lusty old "great aunt”
and Len Hardesty In it, and hit the trail. He
had determined on finding away to take the
edge off the Senator's three charming nieces.
The publicity his caravan is giving, he be
lieves. will more than offset the Slopshire
entourage.
CHAPTER VIII—As the Slopshire-for-re
election campaign got under way. the en
tire family moved into the trailer. That,
henceforth, was to be their home during
the campaign. While listening to the radio
one day, the family is surprised to hear
that Gabriel d'Aliotti has been arrested as
■ spy. This furnishes Len Hardesty with
campaign material. Knowing d’Aliotti has
been a frequent caller at the Slopshire
home, Len has Brother Wilkie speak on the
radio, denouncing the Senator as a man
sadly lacking in political acumen—a man
easily deceived, even by foreign spies.
CHAPTER IX—Adele, heartbroken, knows
that Len Hardesty has secured his informa
tion from her. Len calls on the Slopshires,
pale, unshaven and shaky. Olympia feels
that he has done no more than his job, but
Adele refuses to even speak to him. Len
tells them that d'Allottl is hiding behind
Helen’s skirts—that he claims Helen gave
him a map of U. S. fortifications. Helen
produces the map, thus blasting d'Aliotti's
story.
CHAPTER X—Adele writes to Len. tell
ing him she will not see him until after elec
tion. Meanwhile. Olympia is bothered by
the attention Cecil Doda is paying to Lim
py. She loves Limpy so much she loses het
temper whenever Cecil talks to her. Both
she and the Senator feel that Limpy will
be with them for at least ten years longer.
Helen and Adele, they know, will soon be
married.
CHAPTER Xl—Though Olympia had de
clared early in the campaign that she never
made speeches, the girls are not at all sur
prised when, one night, Uncle Laney is "un
avoidably detained, and Olympia is forced
to "substitute" for him. They found the
speech very effective. Aunt Olympia did her
.self proud in her one campaign speecn. sup-
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Saturday, April 13
WILLIAM (HOPALONG) BOYD in
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Saturday Late Show 10:30
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Monday-Tuesday, April 15-16
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poSeB 1o J be~e3cTemporaneous, but Tn’ reality
carefully rehearsed.
CHAPTER Xll—The day of the wind-up
meeting, a big rally to end the campaign.
Aunt Olympia insists the tired girls go for
a swim, and relax all day. Their lives
had, for the past few weeks, been strenu
ous. When she and the Senator are called
upon to attend an extemporaneous out-of
town meeting, they decide to take the trailer
and leave the sound truck, with its driver,
Ben Baldy, for the girls. The girls will
ride in that, joining them at the meeting.
The girls, in their bathing suits, will dress
in the truck on the way to the gathering.
CHAPTER Xlll—Feeling that Brother
Wilkie is doomed to defeat, Len Hardesty
knows that strong measures are needed. He
bribes Spike O'Connor, Wilkie’s chauffeur,
to steal the Senator’s sound truck. Then
Wilkie can charge the Senator with ineffi
ciency. Spike steals the truck, unaware
that the three girls are in it. He drives
the truck to the Wilkie meeting, where a
spotlight is focused on it. Wilkie upbraids
the Senator for carelessness. Then—a voice
is heard over the truck’s loudspeaker. It
belongs to Limpy I
CHAPTER XlV—Aghast when they hear
of the kidnaping, Olympia and Uncle Laney
flv to the girls’ rescue. They hurry to the
Wilkie meeting, find their lost nieces, and
the Senator makes a stirring speech, de
nouncing Wilkie for his dastardly act.
CHAPTER XV —Tne siopsnires return to
their farm. That evening Helen calls Limpy
and Adele to her side. She is returning to
lowa, where she will marry Brick Landis.
She pledges them to temporary secrecy.
CHAPTER XVI
Wakening about seven-thirty they
rang at once and Hilda appeared
with a promptness almost miracu
lous. Adele and Limpy were still
together in one bed, propped up on
pillows, looking no longer wan, but
cheerful and bright-eyed, even ex
cited. Hilda, who had brought cof
fee for three, made no comment on
Helen’s absence. She seemed al
most cheerful that morning, a dour
cheerfulness under close control.
“She thought Helen was in the
bath,” Adele said when she had
gone. “That’s a good thing. We
don’t want her spilling the beans
till the time comes.”
Regularly at thirty-minute inter
vals after that, Hilda appeared to
ask if they wanted anything or felt
a chill. Usually she brought some
thing for them on a small tray,
fruit, hot biscuits, or cold milk. Oc
casionally she brought a message.
“Mr. Hardesty says tell you he
feels the same and more so,” she
told Adele.
Tears came to Adele’s eyes and
she tried in vain to harden her
heart.
“Mr. Dodd is awake from a sleep
on the davenport and they’re at
work again and two boys answer
ing the telephone and he says if you
feel nervous he’ll challenge some
body.”
“I don’t feel at all nervous,” said
Limpy. “But if I see anybody I’m
going to be very nervous, so keep
everybody off.”
Another time: “There’s a lot of
more cameramen would like your
pictures.”
“You tell them to mosey right
along and mind their own business,”
said Limpy.
“You tell them the campaign’s
over and we’re never going to have
any more pictures taken as long
as we live, so help us,” said Adele.
“They got reporters down there I
ain’t never even seen before,” con
tinued Hilda. “They say will you
please answer a few questions?”
“Tell them no, we will not an
swer anybody anything!”
“We don’t have to see any more
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reporters,” said Adele. “Aunt Olym
pia said so! You tell them we’re in
bed and we’re going to stay in bed
and we’ve got campaign cramps.”
“You just let us know when Uncle
Laney and Aunt Olympia have had
their coffee and got calmed down
and leave it to us! This is the holy
Sabbath and we’re spending it in
bed.”
Aunt Olympia too had slept, but
brokenly. Whenever she wakened
she repressed the wish to look in
on the girls—repressed it for the
Senator’s sake, for Lord knew he
needed rest. After all, the girls
were young; their very youth would
bring them back on the rebound
from this frightful catastrophe. But
it was a bitter pill for the Senator
and would require not only plenty of
aspirin, whisky and quinine, but rest
as well. So Aunt Olympia lay rigid
ly in her bed and waited for him
to awaken.
Olympia was sick at heart. The
Senator would be a good sport about
the mess, she knew that. But it
would cut! It would cut like the
very Old Nick! A man like Senator
Slopshire eating humble pie at
the hand of a louse like Brother
Wilkie.
“You’d think we’d done enough
for him,” she mused wretchedly,
“listening to all those poor sermons
so many years and making a gov
ernor out of him! And contributing,
too! Always contributing! First to
the collection plate and then to the
campaign fund! There’s no justice!
If only I hadn’t ordered that Vic
tory Cake!”
She started to vent her feelings
in an impatient flounce but, remem
bering how lightly the Senator slept,
restrained herself.
The girls would leave after this,
of course. She couldn’t blame them.
They wouldn’t hold her and the Sen
ator responsible for the outrage, but
still, they couldn’t help feeling they
had had enough. Aunt Olympia had
had enough, too. She told herself
that she would be tickled pink to
have it over and done with—except
that it griped her to see Del play
second fiddle to a louse.
When she felt that she would blow
up in spontaneous combustion if she
lay still another minute, she turned
over on her side, very carefully,
making no sound, and took a look
at the Senator. To her unbounded
indignation he was lying awake, his
eyes wide open, looking at her.
“Well, for pity’s sake, if you’re
awake why don’t you say so?” she
demanded, flouncing vigorously a
half-dozen times or more.
“I was keeping quiet not to waken
you,” he said gently. “You must
be tired out. Can’t you turn over
and catch forty more winks or so?”
“Aunt Olympia popped out of bed
and started for her bathroom. The
Senator went to his. And the splash
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of running water, the vigorous slosh
ing of toothbrushes, testified that
their night’s rest, such as it was,
was over.
Aunt Olympia was back in bed
first, whiling away the time with a
little work on her under-chin, but
the Senator was not long behind
her.
“I’m not even going to shave,”
he said cheerfully. “Thank God
it’s over.”
“To tell the truth, it’s a great re
lief to me, Del,” she said bravely.
“Your business is your own and if
you wanted to be senator, why, it
was your say-so. But personally I’ve
had enough and I’m glad to be out
of it so we can live our own life
for a while.”
“We’d better have some coffee,”
■ said the Senator.
Hilda answered the ring with sus
picious alacrity. On the tray, with
a big pot of coffee, was fresh fruit
and a small covered plate of hot
muffins.
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“You may need sustainment,” she
said grimly.
She gave the Senator a severe
look. “Mr. Allen came about two
o’clock with a dozen more hungry
politicians for me to feed and with
blobs of blood around his nose and a
very black eye for which I offered
him a beefsteak and he asked me
to fry it, please, and took another
of the same.”
“A bloody nose?” gasped the Sen
ator.
“A black eye!” ejaculated Aunt
Olympia.
“It seems he hit the leg of a
bench as he went down but giving
the Senator the credit,” said Hilda
reprovingly. “Anyhow they ate all
the steaks and are now working on
the ham and eggs.”
Beneath her arm, in direct defi
ance of orders, Hilda bore a huge
stack of morning papers.
Olympia frowned at sight of them.
“I said coffee and nothing but cof
fee and by all means none of those
filthy sheets that are a profanation
to the holy Sabbath.”
Hilda laid the papers on the foot
of Olympia’s bed and arranged the
tray on a small table between them.
Her expression disturbed Aunt
Olympia. In anybody else, it would
have been definitely pleasurable; in
Hilda, it was merely sardonic.
“I thought you might like a look
at the pictures anyhow,” she said.
“And besides, I had to get them out
of my way downstairs, cluttering
things up, with politicians all over
the place.”
“How are the girls?” asked Un
cle Laney diplomatically.
“They are all right—what I seen
of them,” she added, with dour sig
nificance.
“You should have been at the ral
ly,” said Aunt Olympia, with a
twinge that would have done jus
tice to a toothache. “You’d have
seen plenty of them.”
Hilda moved toward the door. “I
got to go now,” she said. “I been
giving coffee and doughnuts and
boiled eggs to reporters and camera
men for four hours. Mr. Cooper
and Mr. Dodd and the boys worked
all night and the telephone’s been
ringin’ steady since six o’clock and
they sent to town for more stenogra
phers to take the messages.”
Aunt Olympia swallowed hard.
She looked at the Senator. He was
gazing at his coffee. Obliged to say
something, she said faintly, “Oh,
yes. From—the constituents.”
“From everybody I ever heard of
so far and some I ain’t. We ain’t
opened the telegrams yet. No time.
We put them in the potato basket.
I’m boiling the potatoes to make
salad for. everybody that’ll be com
ing before the day’s over. I’m boil
ing another ham, too.”
Aunt Olympia groaned and closed
her eyes. She waved feebly for
Hilda to go away.
Hilda paused once more.
“Seems as if to me the girls did
all right for theirselves,” she re
marked cryptically and closed the
door behind her.
Aunt Olympia did not open her
eyes until she could hear Hilda
creaking downstairs.
“After election, I’m going to fire
that idiot," she said bitterly. “I
don’t mind her not being able to
speak English, but she might at
least make a little sense in some
language!”
“Try one of these muffins, my
dear,” said the Senator. “Piping
hot! Hilda’s muffins make sense in
any language.”
Aunt Olympia, feeling dulled and
bruised, mechanically set her teeth
into a muffin. It was all right. Her
eyes wandered to the pile of papers
on the foot of the bed. Purpose
fully, she forced them away and
looked at the Senator. He was look?
ing at the papers, too, rather sheep
ishly, over the rim of his cup.
“Whoever gave a patent to the
fool that invented kodaks should be
strung up for treason! Freedom of
the press, huh? It’s freedom of the
press makes cowardly slaves and
craven knaves of otherwise good cit
izens. You ought to get up a bill
about it. The press’ freedom is
taxpayers’ poison.” She could have
smiled at that. She wished the
girls had been there to hear it.
Purely extemporaneous it was, too.
But her eyes would not be kept
away from the pile of papers. She
set her cup down with an impa
tient little crash.
“Oh, well, we may as well have a
look at the pictures, I suppose,” she
snapped. “They’re not bow-legged,
that’s one thing!”
She reached for the papers and
passed two or three from the top
of the pile across to the Senator,
who was reaching for them. They
settled back on the pillows. Sudden
ly Olympia gasped. “Tch, tch, tch,”
clucked the Senator, and kept on
clucking. Olympia gazed across at
him, wide-eyed, speechless. He
gazed at her.
“Well, God bless my soul! Think
of that now!” he said reverently.
Then they fell desperately on the
papers and silence hung between
them, except for the crinkle of pa
per, occasional hissing sighs from
Olympia and an almost continuous
stream of clucks from the Senator.
The election was as good as won.
The girls, and the Senator along with
them, had got a terrific press. News
paper men all over the state had
worked on the case all night. They
had covered the Dastardly Outrage
—in large caps—from every possi
ble angle. Public sentiment was
aroused to the highest pitch; public
indignation was an inferno. Never
had the widely publicized American
standard of moral decency been so
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The New York Herald-Tribune
came out with an editorial denunci
ation of tactical devices so contrary
to pure Republican principle and
ideal.
“I’d like to see Len Hardesty’s
face now,” said Aunt Olympia hap
pily. _ .
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W. P. A. WORK
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tion of two new community canning
plants, one 11 miles southwest of
Blakely at Hilton and one seven
miles northwest of Donalsonville,
at Jakin, Ga.
Early County has participated in
the statewide campaign for the con
trol of malaria. Nearly 65 acres of
swamp land have been drained, re
quiring the digging of 13,000 feet
of ditches and canals.
Construction projects, however,
are only part of the story. The
WPA also has made a direct contri
bution to better living conditions in
the county in many other ways.
For instance, the adult education
teachers paid by the WPA have
taught 437 Early County grown-ups
to read and write. This is part of
the great campaign to stamp out
■ illiteracy in Georgia.
Early County has taken part in
the school lunch program. This pro
ject, which provides a nourishing
meal to school children who might
otherwise have gone without, gave
49,535 meals since the work started.
The sewing room project, which
is for women who have to support
families, has turned out 22,736 dif
ferent garments. These have been
distributed to needy homes by other
welfare agencies.
The WPA started a library in
Early county, which had a circulation
of 1,349 books in December of last
year.
The WPA paid for the labor that
went into these projects, but they
were initiated within Early County,
and the completed work belongs to
the county and the municipalities,
for the use of all the people.
In Georgia the WPA belongs to
Georgia and is part of Georgia,
operated by Georgia people for the
benefit of Georgia people. Our only
aim is to be of service and to carry
out our responsibility to bring to
gether the people who need jobs, and
the jobs that need to be done.
ANSWERS
1. One of every 8 bales of cotton
raised in Georgia.
2. The night hawk, sometimes
called the “bull-bat.”
3. Twenty-three million.
4. The fly-catcher.
5. Yes. The woodpecker destroys
a serious pest of our southern pine
tree and is protected.
6. April 15th.
CITATION
GEORGIA, Early County:
To whom it may concern:
J. L. Houston, as administrator of
the estate of Hartwell Hunter, de
ceased, having applied to me by
petition for leave to sell the real
estate of said deceased, this is to
notify all creditors and next of kin
that said application will be heard
at the May Term, 1940, of the Court
of Ordinary of said County, and
| that, unless cause be shown to the
I contrary, said leave will be granted.
This April Ist, 1940.
D. C. MORGAN, Ordinary.
SHERIFF’S SALE.
GEORGIA—EarIy County:
There will be sold at public out
cry to the highest and best bidder
for cash, before the Court House
door of Early County, between the
legal hours of sale, on the First
Tuesday in May, 1940, the follow
ing described property, to-wit:
One Mammoth Buckeye Incubator
Number 8.
Said property levied on and to be
sold as the property of T. S.
Chandler to satisfy a fi. fa. issued
from the City Court of Blakely in
favor of The Thrift Milling Com
pany vs. said T. S. Chandler, and
said property found, seized and lev
ied upon in the possession of T. S.
Chandler. This August 9, 1940.
SID HOWELL, Sheriff.
PUBLIC LAND SALE
GEORGIA—EarIy County:
Default having been made in the
payment of a debt secured by a
deed to secure debt executed by W.
R. Pullen, payable to Effie Pullen
and by her duly transferred to Mrs.
H. C. Haddock, said deed dated
Feb. 16th, 1933, recorded in Book
No. 7 page 334 in the office of the
clerk of the superior court of Early
county, the undersigned, acting un
der the power of sale contained in
said deed, and for the purpose of
collecting the debt the same was
given to secure, will on the 13th day
of April, 1940, during the legal
hours of sale at the Court House
door in Blakely, Ga., sell the fol
lowing described real estate, which
is described in said deed, to the
highest bidder for cash:
The one-half undivided interest of
W. R. Pullen in lots of land Nos.
three hundred and three (303) and
three hundred and thirty eight (338),
containing 500 acres, more or less,
being in the 6th district of Early
County, Georgia.
The said interest is advertised and
will be sold subject to the first lien
of a deed to secure debt upon said
land in favor of the Federal Land
Bank of Columbia, which deed is
recorded in Book No. 8 page 197 in
the office of the clerk of the superior
court of said county.
The undersigned will execute a
deed to the purchaser as authorized
by the terms of the deed aforesaid.
This April 4th, 1940.
MRS. H. C. HADDOCK.
H. ED. MINTER
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