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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 ll—ln addition to loving the
girls. Aunt Olympia knows they will be a
terrific political asset. Senator Slopshire
has as nis 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. and 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. Gajlrlel 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-distant 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 Lancv
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. The Senator had figured
that six weeks would suffice for the cam
paign. But BrotheV 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 Slopshtre-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'Allotli has been arrested as
a spy. This furnishes Len Hardesty with
campaign material. Knowing d’Aliotti has
been a frequent caller at the Siopshire
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 mere 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 Dodd is paying to Lim
py. She loves Limpy so much she loses her
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 Olvmpia did her
self proud in her one campaign speech, sup-
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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 1
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 siopsmres 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.
Len Hardesty publicly absolved
the Governor of all complicity and
shouldered the blame for the deba
cle; Governor Wilkie pleaded com
plete ignorance of the entire matter
and deplored the incident. But the
newsmen did not let it rest there.
They admitted that while the Gov
ernor hadn’t been smart enough to
think it up, he had certainly been
immoral enough to try to reap the
advantage of it; they cited his pre
pared speech, the use of his chauf
feur, the arrangement of floodlights.
Limpy’s speech was quoted ver
batim, with Helen’s anguishec
“Don’t say brats’’ in parenthesis.
Uncle Limpy’s glasses fogged up
so over Limpy’s speech that Aunt
Olympia had to read it aloud to
him.
“Now, you see, Ollie,” he said
reproachfully, “Hilda made good
sense indeed. Very good sense.
‘Seems as if they have did all right
for theirselves,’ just as she said,”
In the meantime, Hilda, with all
she had on hand that hectic day,
did not neglect to keep the secluded
girls informed.
“The’ve rung for their coffee
now," she said. “It’ll take ’em a
good thirty minutes to get recorn''-
posed.”
At the end of an hour, she ap
peared again. “Mr. Hardesty
’phoned have you any bad effects
afterward and he feels the same and
they ought to be composed by now,
if ever.”
The girls got up at once, a little
frightened, but determined.
“Shall we dress?” asked Adele.
“Um, no, I think not,” said Lim
py sagely. “We’d better go as we
are. Don’t brush your hair, Adele.
Don’t be too slick. We look more
votes-appealy in our bathrobes and
a little tousled. But not too tou
sled. Not* tousled enough to be
tough.”
In bathrobes and slippers, effec
tively tousled but not tough, they
slipped down the hall to that sud
denly dread door—keeping sharp
lookout for cameras as they went.
Limpy knocked bravely but her
heart was heavy.
“Anybody but reporters can come
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in and welcome!” boomed Aunt
Olympia joyously.
Limpy opened the door. Aunt
Olympia and Uncle Laney were sit
ting bolt upright in beds strewn with
pages of the morning papers. Both
w?re redly flushed with excitement,
beaming broadly. Aunt Olympia
held out her arms to them. Uncle
Laney wiped his glasses.
“Oh—hello,” said Limpy, taken
back by the surprising cheerfulness
of the scene.
“Good morning,” said Adele faint
ly-
“Come in, you dear precious dar
lings,” cooed Aunt Olympia.
“Ring for coffee, my dear!” said
the Senator. “They look pale. Sit
down, girls. Nice legs you’ve got,
my dears.”
The girls stopped short and looked
at each other.
“Would you think maybe the cam
paign has gone to their cerebel
lums?” asked Limpy.
“How adorable and rested you do
look!” said Aunt Olympia. “You
must have had a good night’s sleep.”
“Did we sleep, Adele?”
“I don’t remember.”
“We must be on guard though,”
said Limpy. “These seemingly sim
ple cases often turn violent at a
moment’s notice.”
“We must be armed to protect
ourselves,” said Adele. “We can
use cßairs if we have to. Keep close
to a <4 air, Limpy.”
“Oh,- by the way, I forgot to tell
you,” said Limpy. “We have bad
news for you.”
“Bad news!”
“Oh, did you catch cold?” wailed
Aunt Olympia, in an immediate pan
ic.
“No. Be calm. We didn’t catch
anything.” Limpy’s small face puck
ered with a sudden sadness. “We
lost something. We lost—”
“Tish, tish,” said the Senator kind
ly. “Don’t give it a minute’s
thought. I’ll buy you another.
Where’s my checkbook?”
“You can’t buy this,”-««id Limpy,
feeling suddenly sad and forlorn and
homesick. “It is something not for
sale! Never for sale! It’s—Helen.”
The smile faded from the Sena
tor’s face. He glanced almost ac
cusingly at the shocked Olympia.
“You’ve—lost —Helen!” she stam
mered.
“My dear,” said the Senator, re
proachfully, “didn’t you make sure
we had them all with us in the car
last night? Do you mean,” he went
on, becoming excited, “that one of
our children is still running around
at large among Republicans in—in a
wet bathing suit?”
Limpy laughed tearfully. “Oh, we
brought her home all right!—but—
well—you know, this sacred fran
chise.”
“Franchise!” ejaculated Aunt
Olympia. “She’s feverish! She
wants to buy a bus line.”
“Not that kind of a franchise. I
mean the vote. Helen got up this
morning and took a plane out to
lowa to vote.”
“When is she going?” demanded
Aunt Olympia.
“She’s gone. She went at six
o’clock.”
Aunt Olympia turned briskly to )
the Senator. “Del, make a note of I
that. Call Dave. Tell him to get i
it in all the Monday papers. That’s
the kind of citizens we are! After
a night like last night, we send one
of our children by plane out to lowa
just to cast her sacred vote.”
“Did—she take time to dress?”)
asked the Senator.
“Oh, yes. She dressed. We helped
her. She looked lovely.”
“She took the wind-up costume
along to vote in,” said Adele help
fully.
“Maybe she can get us our gro
ceries at wholesale from this on,”
said Aunt Olympia philosophically.
“Will she be back after the elec
tion?” asked Uncle Laney.
The faint, familiar flicker flashed
between the girls.
“Um—well—l rather doubt it,’’
said Adele.
“Not for a while, at least,” said
Limpy.
“She’s not going to send for you
girls to come out there, is she?”
quavered Aunt Olympia.
“Um—well—l rather doubt it,”
said Adele.
“Not for a while, anyhow,” said
Limpy.
“I’ll have her mail stopped,” de
clared Aunt Olympia. “I’ll hire a
detective. I said she could go when
she liked and she can go if she
likes. But if she tries to get you
away, I’ll sue her.”
“She won’t try to get us,” said 1
Adele soothingly. “She’ll have her
hands full without us. And she may
be back, you know.”
“For a while, at least,” added
Limpy.
“My dear,” said the Senator sud
denly, “ring for Hilda. Tell her to
call the highest official of that line
and tell him to report to me every
hour how the plane goes through. :
This is—a murky day—for flying.” ,
Tears came to Limpy’s eyes. She
went over and sat down beside him
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on the bed and "kissed the rosy bald
spot on top of his head.
“Uncle Laney,” she said humbly,
“I’m really just,sick about—disgrac
ing you the way I did. I lost my
temper and couldn’t help it. But
there’s one thing you’ve got to say
about my speech. I told the truth,
and not many campaigners can say
as much. I said you were a swell
guy—and—you are a swell guy!”
“You didn’t disgrace him,” said
I Aunt Olympia jealously. “Sit down,
Adele. Sit here by me. Even Hilda
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Adele timidly.
realizes you seem ‘to have did all
right for yourselves.’ Haven’t you
seen the papers?”
The girls covered their eyes with
their hands. They groaned.
“No! No, please!”
“No papers! Anything but pa
pers!”
“Oh, have a heart, Auntie! Don’t
rub it in!”
“Why, you silly little dunces—l
mean darlings,” roared Aunt Olym
pia fondly. “Everything’s lovely!
Everything’s jake! In fact, hunky
dory! They liked it.”
“They liked what?” asked Adele
timidly.
“You,” said the Senator. “All of
you.”
“They’re outraged! They’re furi
ous! It’s an insult to the nation!
Their national sense of decency is
cut to the core!”
“I don’t blame them,” faltered
Limpy.
“No, no, not you! The Opposition!
. . . After all, the public’s seen
plenty of legs. Legs are nothing
. . . Though a God’s blessing
they’re good legs, I must say . . .
It’s Brother Wilkie they’re cursing.
Even the White House called up.”
“Is—is it in the papers?” asked
Limpy feebly.
“Certainly it is in the papers! The
papers are full of it!”
“Oh . . . They are . . . Are they?
I . . . Did anybody mention—my—
i speech?”
“They say it was the best speech
made in any campaign this year.
They print it in full—even to Helen’s
reminding you about the brats. It
was a great speech, Limpy. I wish
I’d made it ... I just wish I
could see Len Hardesty’s face
now!”
Limpy, blushing faintly, reached
for a paper.
“Oh, Adele,” she cried. “How
sweet—how proud—you look!”
“Look at this one of you, Limpy.
Look, where you come out of the
truck. See what it says. AMERI
CA’S LITTLEST STATESWOMAN
TAKES A BOW. Isn’t that sweet!”
“Look at this one of Brother Wil
kie standing on the platform with
his mouth open,” said the Senator.
“Look at this one of Len Hardes
ty standing there like a snake-in
the-grass beside the truck as you
pass by!”
“Did—did apybody hear—what he
said?” asked Adele, nervously.
“No. It just say's he was mutter
ing angrily. What did he say,
Adele.?”
“Oh, he just said—oh, he didn’t
say anything—he just—muttered,”
said Adele.
“Look at this one of the Senator
wrapping Limpy in his coat! Isn’t
that the noblest picture you ever
saw of the Senator? Doesn’t he look
like a real Napoleon standing there
with his arms full?”
“We’d better save these pictures
and send them to Helen,” said Lim
py. “She was so embarrassed.
She’ll feel better when she sees
they aren’t so bad. We don’t show
half as much leg as girdle and
stocking ads.”
“She’ll see them,” said Aunt
Olympia. “Everybody’ll see them.”
She mopped tears of joy from her
eyes. “These pictures have swept
the country. They’ve swept the
world. I’ll bet the King of England ,
is looking at these pictures this I
morning . . . Look at this one of :
me, Adele. It's not very flattering,
but it just shows how upset and
motherly I am. It’ll pull the wom
an-vote.”
Hilda appeared once more.
“There’s an awful lot of people
on their way here about one thing
and another and there’s plenty
downstairs now in my opinion eating
us out of house and home and Mr.
Allen says bygones is bygones—”
The Senator coughed deprecating- I
ly. “Hilda,” he reproved her gen- j
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ent. We can dispense with the—
gory details.”
“And the camera men are wait
ing to get a picture of you and him
and his bloody nose with your arms
around each other and Mr. Farley
says you call him as soon as you
wake up and whatever you need you
can have and that Ambassador to
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training for future and someone
whose name we didn’t rightly get
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Miss Limpy—he said Limpy—be his
campaign manager in ’4O and would
you like more coffee? And Mr. Har
desty ’phones have you any symp
toms and he feels the same—”
“My dear,” said the Senator. “I
think I’d better shave.”
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mount was holding a barbecue for
visiting newspapermen, all the fa
mous people made informal talks.
Billy Lee, Walter Brennan, Evelyn
Keyes, Joe E. Brown, Grantland
Rice, Miss Susan Myrick, W. T.
Anderson and many others were
there. When Brown was called on
)to say something on the Vox Pop
program, which went over the CBS
network to 50 stations all over the
United States, he walked up to the
microphone and opened his big mouth
wide enough to swallow a baseball
and muttered a meek little “Hal-low”.
The audience roared. They were ex
pecting him to give one of those
loud, blood-curdling roars he gives
in his pictures. While I was sitting
near the CBS microphone helping to
hold a chair for little Billy Lee, who
was talking, I missed my companion
and boss, Mr. Hoyle Fleming, who
professes to be very bashful at times.
And when the radio show was over
where do you suppose I found him?
Miss Evelyn Keyes saw him standing
alone and took him in charge and
they were downstairs in the cock
tail lounge. And this the honest
truth, so help me.
At the premiere, with the excep
tion of the picture, the events were
just a repetition of things already
mentioned. Bright Kleig lights flood
ed the entrance as movie cameras
ground out the details. The theatre
was decorated with moss, small pine
trees and southern smilax. Six
Negro students from Georgia Normal
college stood in the foyer and sang
delightful old hymns and spirituals.
As for the picture itself, it was
delightful. The photography was
excellent and the scenery is south
west Georgia at its best. Little
Billy Lee was very pleasing in his
portrayal of Lonnie McNeil, who pro
fessed a profound faith in a worth
less bird dog known as a biscuit
eater. Cordell Hickman was good
as the Negro boy, buddy of Lonnie.
The picture was very good. It sur
prised me.
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come here—and when they get
through bombarding Venezuela few
will be left alive. No nation in all
the world has ever defeated the
Irish navy, and none ever will,” he
conculded.
The officer consulted with his su
perior and Banks was not taken to
prison—the only British subject in
all Venezuela to escape this gross
humiliation.
Intelligence increases one’s ability.
Banks, by using his keen brain, held
the entire Venezuelan government at
bay, demonstrating that very often
brains are superior to bayonets.
WHITE POND NEWS
Mr. Marion Williams, of Mulber
ry, Fla., arrived on Wednesday night
of last week to visit with his wife’s
parents, Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Had
dock. Mrs. Williams, formerly Miss
Hazel Haddock, came home two
weeks before Mr. Williams.
Miss Myrtice Grimsley, of Blakely,
spent Friday night and Saturday
with her sister, Mrs. Aubrey Willis.
Mr. Willet McDowell, accompained
by Mrs. Joe Pyle and family, spent
a delighJful day with Mr. Pyle’s
relatives near Springfield.
Mr. and Mrs. Floyd Amos and
family and Mr. W. A. Amos, visited
Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Earl Wil
lis and family. Mrs. Amos remained
to visit a few days with Mrs. Willis.
Mr. and Mrs. Edgar Pearson and
family spent Sunday with Mrs. Pear
son’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. Zack
Lewis and family.
The people of White Pond com
munity were called together Sunday
night for the purpose of electing a
Pastor. Rev. Harris Harvey, of Ja
kin, Ga., was elected. We have
changed services from the third Sun
day to the first Sunday of each
month.
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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 fl. 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.
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
contrary, said leave will be granted.
This April Ist, 1940.
D. C. MORGAN, Ordinary.