Eugene register-guard. (Eugene, Or.) 1930-1983, January 21, 1939, Image 3

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Newspaper Page TextTHE REGISTER-GUARD, EUGENE. OREGON k SERIAL STORY SKI'S THE LIMIT BY ADELAIDE HUMPHRIES COPYRlaHT. KM NIA SIRVICC INC, f rwAPTER XXIII there had been nothing tor Cor- r refused a dare, which was EticaUy what Sally's remark, Ifcu're not afraid to go, are you?" itt meant w Dan was surprised when they oac"ed him. he did not betray ? w color, underneath the loth deep tan, might have deep id a bit, but his gray eyes were v and steady. We came to congratulate you jj winning," Sally said, holding iherhand."Howareyou,pan?" ire was no need to ask, this was .Dan of old, sturdy and strong "the mountains he set out to .irm'very well, thank you," he turned, taking her hand, but only Ta brief moment. "And how are B Sally?" he added, though are seemed no need to ask that, er. Sally's dark eyes had never n brighter, she had never look- more lovely. Was that all he had to say to j' Sally wondered. Didn't he J'w what just seeing him did to J? Wasn't his heart hammer i'painfully, too? I'm fine," Sally said. "Never liter, thank you." She tossed her k curls. He must see how gay was, how right her world. -ell you've got what you want !4at last," she said. "You've qtde the Olympics this time, guess that's right," Dan said, fc glance went to her left hand. It had taken off her heavy mit as, on her third finger Corey's Hmond sparkled in the bright C "I see you've got what you nted, too," Dan added. ,Yes," Corey spoke up, he could gt keep the smug satisfaction out f his tone, "congratulations are f order again. Since Sally's what Want." VI wish you both all the happi s in the world," Dan returned. -Which world do you mean? Illy wanted to ask. Mine, or Wri, Dan? But she knew the liwer to that question. She lew now that Dan would never jpie back. He had not belonged her world. He had been right I going away. 6he knew the answer to a lot of tier questions too. This meeting, tead of convincing her that she Mid put Dan out of her heart, had shown her that she still believed in him, whether he ever believed in her again or not, that she could never forget him. How could she go on pretending now ? How could she be the glam our girl, always laughing and gay? How could she live through these next days knowing Dan was so near, yet lost to her forever, know ing she must go on being the Sally Blair who wore Corey's ring on her engagement finger? That next day Corey and Sally had planned to climb to the top of one of the highest trails. The sky was as serene, as azure as the day before. But far to the north was one alate-colored patch. The air hung too heavy and charged. "Do you think there's any chance 6f a storm?" Corey asked, a bit dubiously. "Maybe we'd better not try it today, Sally?" "Why not?" Sally's dark eyes challenged the sky. She wasn't afraid of danger. She wanted, if anything, to force it, to lose her self in a new fight. "Check," Corey said, using their old phrase for agreement. He wouldn't refuse to go just because of one gray cloud. On their way they met Dan. He saw their skis and poles, walked over to them. He said, "Hello. You're not really going up today, are you? Don't you know the air's not right? There's going to be a blizzard." Dan could tell without looking at the slate sky what the weather promised. He was mountain-bred, mountain-trained. "Blizzard!" Sally laughed. "Why, the sky's as clear as a bell. We don't mind a little snow, Danl Even though we don't belong in this world." There was bitterness as well as irony in her tone. "You don't know what you're talking about!" Dan returned roughly. He turned on Corey, "You're not going to let her go, are you?" he asked. "Why not?" Corey said, as Sally had to him. "We're going up into the divide, above timber . . ." "You're crazy, If you do that!" Dan spoke earnestly now. His grave eyes pleaded with Sally. "Don't try that trail today," he warned. Sally shrugged her shoulders be neath her plaid Jacket. Why should Dan ask her not to go? It did not matter to him what she did. She would show him that she would FLAPPER FANNY By Sylvia - eo.iivMMvKe.i. t.m. nto.ut.HT.cn.. I fShe an' my French teacher muU come from different parts of the country ehe couldn't understand a thine I I said." J SIDE GLANCES ou kiog anyone home with you thev can just eat wUat left of that meal loai., not run away frtm his world. "We'll be all right," she said brief ly. "I can't really see what con cern it is of yours, Dan." She knew that was a cruel thing to say. But she wanted to hurt him. If only she could make him suffer, as he had made her, make his heart ache. 'Perhaps you're right," Dan said. He flinched, a tiny white line drawn around the stern set of his nice mouth. He knew Sally again thought him a coward. He knew she meant he had forfeited the right to make what she did any concern of his. Corey never had known Sally to be gayer than she was that day, full of fun and laughter, the way he liked her to be. The skiing uws perfect what with the sharp wind against their faces, the blood rac ing through their bodies, the music of swift flight, the poetry of pure motion. When they had had their fill, gloriously tired with the good weariness of clean physical effort, they stopped for time to rest. Corey built a fire beneath an icy waterfall: they had brought along steaks to broil, buns, a thermos of hot coffee. "I guess our friend Reynolds is the one who Is slightly crazy," Corey chuckled. "It's been a per fect day. I wouldn't have missed it for anything, would you, my sweet?" "No," Sally returned. But some what absently. She had been watching that leaden patch in the north. While they picnicked it had spread to alarming proportion, like thick gray felt. She called Corey's attention it it now, adding that perhaps they had better pack up and start down trail. "They're just night clouds be ginning to gather." Corey refused to be alarmed. But even as he spoke a snowflake drifted down. Another followed, and then an other. They scrambled to their feet "I guess we had better get going," Corey agreed. Now the snow fell with a smothering, soft persistency. The world was being blotted out before their eyes. They could not even see the waterfall that had looked like frozen rain. "We'd better not use our skis," Sally said. They would carry them over a cliff too swiftly! It would be safer to walk. She thought of the divide, if they miss ed the trail, that sheer drop of more than 8000 feet. No one could manage that jump and stop him self with a Christie, not even Dan. They plowed ahead, heads bent, shoulders touching, not wasting breath in speech. The wind had come up. It flung Itself against them, lashing their eyes, tearing the breath from their nostrils. The snow struck in sharp pellets with terrific force. It seemed to Sally they had en dured this torture for hours. The sky was almost black, the tangled underbrush weighted with deep snow, the tall pines bent In the wind's fury. Suddenly Corey stopped; he sank down on a log. "Sally, he said. "I think we're lost We've missed the trail." (To Be Continued) WITH MRS. BENNETT WENDLING, Jan. 20. (Special) The Welfare club met this week at the home of Mrs. S. P. Bennett. Business was dispensed with be cause of the absence of several members. Those present were Mrs. C. H. Atwood, Mrs. Tom Bilder back, Mrs. Charles Chandler, Mrs. Charles Chandler, Mrs. L o r a n Raines, Mrs. Otto Bauer and Mrs. Grover Sumner. Refreshments were served at the close of the afternoon. By grafting a cutting of a Grimes Golden apple upon a Jon athan apple tree, Grimes Golden apples can be produced, but the seeds of these apples are likely to produce Jonathans. a4MhAS4M Storl nes iv STAMPS E rpHE New York World's Fair la going to bring out a number of commemorative postage stamps. The United States will lead the list with one value, followed by Brazil, Liberia, Ecuador, Norway, and Rumania. Canada, Iceland, France and Salvador are consider ing such issue and very likely many other countries taking part In the exposition will (well the list The visit of the British king and queen to Canada and the United State next summer may. result in a special U. S. stamp. Canada Is almost certain to issue one stamp, possibly a set of three. Two postal seta, one airmail and one regular, will bo Issued by the Panama Canal Zone this year. Six airmail values ranging from Ave cents to f 1 will be issued in February to mark the 10th anni versary of the Canal Zone airmail service. Designs will be taker from original sketches. The regular series, to be issued in August to mark the 25th an niversary of the opening of the canal, will comprise 16 value ranging from one cent to SO cent. They will depict scenes in the Isthmus before and after the canal was constructed. Interesting new issuer French colonial from Dahomey, Guadeloupe, French Guiana, Ivory Coast, Madagascar, New Cale donia, Niger territory, French Sudan, Togo. Japan nine separata sets planned showing scenes from Japan's 12 national parka. There will be four stamps to a aet and nine miniature sheet in addition, each containing one stamp from set (Copyrlcbt. la, USA Swirlo lac) LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIE 'And So Victoria' 3y HAROLD GRAY ' YOU POOR OLD GOOSE - YOU'D BE THE ONE, OP COURSE IT COULDN'T HWE 1 BEEN JOHN HAYRACK NEXT DOOR THAT FOUND HER- I BUT BUT DOG HE CAME FOR IT WASUP TO ME ' OF COURSE OH WELL BUT THAT DIRTY DCX3 STAYS OUT OF MY HOUSE - UGH! HE SMELLS! DID YOU CALL A DOCTOR? ER NO--I-THAT IS. 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