THE REGISTER-GUARD, EUGENE. OREGON
k SERIAL STORY
SKI'S THE LIMIT
BY ADELAIDE HUMPHRIES
COPYRlaHT. KM
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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
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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.
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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
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queen to Canada and the United
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canal, will comprise 16 value
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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
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