La Grande evening observer. (La Grande, Or.) 1904-1959, August 30, 1945, Image 6

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Newspaper Page TextTage Six Hearts Copyright, TJHOCK was coming homo; the plane got in nt 3. Thayer was dressed aid ready, nothing to do now but wait. At lunch Brock mother had said, "You aren't eating, Thnyer," and as they left the table, "Why don't you rest a little before it is time to go?" "Rest!" The word was shocked from Thayer. Mrs. Kittridge pursed her soft mouth a little. "I have waited long time tor my boy to come back to me. I have learned pa tience, Thayer." Thayer thought of that now as she stood by the bedroom window looking out. Rest! If only she could have kept on working to day, right up to the hour, the minute. "You aren't going to the plant this morning?" her mother-in-law had asked at breakfast. "Why, I intended to," Thayer said innocently. "Really, Mr. Tipton should real he , . ." Mrs. Kittridge began stiffly. "I'm suro ho does," Thayer an swered gently, "and I know I can get away in plenty of time." T EALIZE! Realization was hcad-J-X lined in the DAVERTON SENTINEL Bho had bought on the way to work. DAVERTON'S HERO FLYER COMES HOME TODAY "Thayer, how con you work?" Ruth Jory from Mr. Tipton's de partment had demanded In the dressing room. Thayer caught Ruth's mirrored glance, in it that which she had seen In other eyes that morning a guarded ques tioning. Ruth looked away quickly and Thayor protended It hadn't happened, but her own face wore a tense strained look. I'm Just plain scared, Thayer thought, 1 won't be but I am. She deepened her lipstick, brushed t,ac her red-brown hair into the soft swirl that most en ' hanced her slender face and lifted her chin in an unconscious gesture grown habitual these past months. TIictcI she thought, but the beautiful, deeply-set dark eyes remained shadowed. Hardly was her desk cleared for work when Mr. Tipton hur ried in, his brow creased in its neat furrow, his hands filled with papers. "What are you doing ihere, young lady?" j "We're so behind, Mr. Tipton. Anyhow, I'd rather work. I guess I guess I've got the Jitters." His near-sighted blue eyes were uneasy but his words were insistent. "Nonsense, It's just ex citement. You go along home now." "But I . . ." Thayer stopped, rose slowly, stood facing him, Iter dark grave glance direct. "Mrs. Kittridge 'phoned you, Mr. Tip ton." Ho flushed, then put a hand on her arm placnlingly. "After all, it's her only boy, Thayer. It was pretty hard on her having him go so soon after losing his father. And now . . ." His fingers tight ened persuasively. "Let her have things her way today." Thayer felt a sort of coldness settle over her as she closed her desk. No use saying more. Mr. Tipton might bo her boss. But the Kittridges owned the plant. TVJOW In tliis lovely room she had never shared with Brock she wailed. Brock's father had died IB months ago; Thayer had never known him. Block's uncle, .Hirl son Killildgo, acting head of itic Davcrton Sweeper Company, had jono north yesterday to come Former Leader of Nanking Kills Self SAN KHANCISCO, Aug. 29 (UP) Chen Kung I'o, acting pres ident of the former puppet Nan king Chines? government, died today nt .seli'-iuflieled, wounds, (he Domcl news agency said in U. S. Senator HORIZONTAL 1,7 Pictured U. S. Senator 13 Contiactcd 14 Philosophical apparatus 13 Brain passage 16 Roman date 10 Ages 20 Stables 21 Horned ruminant 22 Osculate 23 Employ 24 Verily 25 Thong 28 Abyss VERTICAL 1 Temper 2 Newest 3 Beer maker 4 Makes mistakes 5 Artificial language 6 Small branch 7 Array 8 Area measure S Floating vapor (Scot.) in Chinese town 11 Deletes 12 Greek Island 17 Accomplish 18 Each (ab.) 30 Ancnt 31 He was for merly presi dent of the Chamber of Commerce (ab.) 32 Statuary 35 Opera 39 Entomology (ab.) 40 Self 41 Legal paper r 43 Preposition ' 47 River in Tuscany ' 48 Air (comb, forth) fS Partly open 50 Wild animal 51 Seratchi'UK 53 Electric tttllt 55 Dutch town T 'it it ;-.; i3 m is u ;7? 47 a m -"rit ; -I' I I I I f LLd, I I I -'J : 56 Smaller Blood Longest 19-tS, NBA 8t;VICP, TNC, As Thayer went past him step beside her. "Where do "I hope you think this is down on the plane with Brock. His wife, Hildreth, had telephoned earlier that she would meet them at the airport. Thayer had wanted to say, "Please go with us." Since Brock's mother made going alone impos8iblo Thayer would have welcomed Hildrcth'd crisp pres ence as a third. The hands on (ho bedside table clock showed 2:15. Thayer moved about the room restlessly. On the desk was a largo photograph of Brock, ono of a group made for his mother. It showed a gay handsome face, dark gray eyes, straight brows, an arrogant cut to the nostrils, a mouth laughing to reveal strong even teeth. Hid ing with that laughter the sen sitiveness betrayed in repose. "Oh, Brock . . ." Thayer said, but the eyes of the picture looked past her. She turned away. She had treasured a snapshot taken that brief week of their marriage. In it Brock's eyes never left hers. She had worn it witli much handling. Then it had dis appeared. Mrs. Kittridge said re gretfully, "It must have fallen on the floor and been swept up. Wouldn't you like this one of Brock, Thayer?" But Thayer felt no closeness to this picture; the other had hold the warm sweet ness of the boy with whom sue had fallen in love and whom she had married after 10 days of courtship. rpIIE clock said 2:20. "When I want something bad enough I always get it," Brock told her at their second meeting. Last April just a yenr ago Amy Lane had written her: I've II irrnntl Jot, ilmvn Iiiti nml there',. III! ii.m'iiIiik' I" I'rr Noilnrl nlflili' Junt fur ll. Itr ilH'tnlii'r Hull l)uvirlmi Nvi'i'lrr tvi lutil ill lln niiiirlnu'iil t They nnikr 'nil Iiiti- only ikmv II'n iminli nIkM iinrtN. I iMinril with n Mtvrll Ihllo olil innlill yon roulil Mliiirc my rnom. I.i. romi', 'I'hnycr. Si'fiii ti lit n Cimv lllti'ly InilM iiliiMit. t)h yi'N. mill ti, tciik nt itiilyt HriM'k Klllriiliti', the hlK Iminn' iiO,Iiv. A kiiI'h ilrpttm wcnrliiir allvrr ivlnirn. Hilt A lYlltovty hlliili timitrll Mmjii vllli lllliM ml lilul. .1111 Ihf niiiii,. I like It htrr. funic ni'c fur yollrNrlf. I.ovt, A II Y. Throe days aflcr her arrival Brock had come iulo Thayer'.; ofllro. She hurl raised her head lo Hurl him standing Ihere, looking at her. lie .said, never shifting hir. ga.e, "I ley, Tippie, 'stop slave driving and introduce me," and when Mr. Tipton Romewiiat star tled had acquiesced, lie said, "Why a dispatch from Peking. The Doinei report, quoting the newspaper Kuangha llipao said Chen "died this morning from wounds lie inriicted upon himseli yesterday. It is said that iilll) different kinds of materials are used for manufacture of shoes. 26 Skill 42 Labor 27 Foot-like part-til Villain m 28 Sever Othello 211 His Serene 44 Ho represents Highness (ah.) .12 Take heed (ah.) X) Fictional 45 Tantalum 34 Yearling oxen (symbol) (Prov lint.) 46 Verbal .16 E;iglos' nests 47 Mountains 37 Pay no heed 52 Negative 38 Earlier 54 Myself I AnMTrr to I'rrvlmn Piirzti -FAfe'-sPl?' JANNi Nlfel SlTiA Rlfe.D to O N HaMt rIi !tVe !t r? W, Ur'e ol i LESLIE if LiillLJr i s -Ht I :.t. ; 1 5i tf tt fir u-it,.-. ! f Dmid Mime, he turned and swung into we have lunch?" he asked. very funny," she replied. didn't you let me know you were here?" A little annoyed she had coun tered coolly, "Surely you looked on the Bulletin Board." He grinned and his lips moved but whatever he said was lost in the shriek of the noon whistle. Thayer said, "I beg your pardon?" "It didn't matter. Where do wo have lunch?" Ho should have been warned by her eyes. She rose, got her hat without haste, looked at him di rectly, fully. "I'm not familiar with your habits," she remarked levclly. "Mo, I go lo Miss Deep er's." He stood his ground. "Chicken salad on Tuesdays. Good! Let's be on our ay." "You weren't asked." He smiled again. "I'm always asked. Miss Mary and I we're like that. I'll prove it." He lifted the telephone, spun the dial. "Hello, Miss Mary? It's Brock. Yeah, honest. Did I hear you say come to lunch? I did? Miss Mary, you're wonderful. Put on another plate and make eight extra bis cuits." Ho eraOlcd the instrument. "See?" he said. As Thayer went past him and out of the dorir he turned and swung into step beside her. "Hi!" Brock said to everyone they met. "Hi! How are you?" Thayer was aware of glances following them. "Well," she said when they readied the street. "I hope you think this is very funny." Ho stopped then, looked down at her, shook his head. "I mulled it pretty badly, but I didn't want any of them to see how com pletely you'd turned me down. A guy's likely to get a little wacky when he's on leave. Mark it down to that, will you? And I'm sorry." "Oh it's all right." lie said gravely, "Thanks for that. Give Miss Mary my best, will you?" "But the biscuits . . ." "Cosh, the biscuits. I told her eight, didn't I?" They stood, their eyes searching each other's, twinkle beginning at the very core of his. Thayor could feel the corners of her mouth twitch. 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