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About Eugene register-guard. (Eugene, Or.) 1930-1983 | View Entire Issue (Oct. 21, 1939)
mvx.rp ', pk.r : rr rn ft t j t t vr-v uttit THE REGISTER-GUARD, EUGENE, OREGON 7,nlAl STUKT JOAN OF ARKANSAS tYJERRYBRONDFIELD coPYRiaHT.tiMk NEA CRVICC INC CBW.it" he floor tvf& W an ava iiaZ, Joan made her an- L Marianne opened her once to protest, but iU5li her with a motion, dunced her wu P"L vf would 'have been fciaPW- , the running, C think Kay deserves rh" ce before I ao. directs at Kay as llf "After all. Kay is a "j .nmething she al- r .hi I Just wouldn't feel rented. I u that jj j aeii."-- t. 0.'4,.e art! tj with the way - 11 ' i it doesn't L make much difference who Kate is if she gets the i$P another reason too " f nnued. "I thm, nd b ri nn her bed Ewer some economics notes th room. ; Joan greeted. "Grab your- ll came over and sat down bad "Thanks a lot " she fIt did mean a great deal te and-well, you surprised h of us " EnVrew back her head and led "Not as much as I sur Ji myself. But forget it. And Trne in any anything there I be done. Y'know, what I about supporting you still !v cocked her head to one 'and smiled. "Say do you perhaps some of us have wrong about you?" m looked down at her notes, barely possible," she re- ith called the next day. Tech fan open date that week and (Gammas were having a hay I Friday night. How did it e her? struck her very much. There !( mnrh she hadn't done nor its she hadn't been, but Joan (son had never gone on a Hide, Itot that I mind," she told d "hut whv the short notice?" "Just one of those things. It started out with Just 8 half dozen of the boys deciding on the idea. Sounded so good we decided to make a fraternity affair out of it Probably wind up having cider and doughnuts at Fine Ridge Inn." That would be fun, too, she figured, as she hung up. Next problem was what to wear. Not so much a proniem at that. Her olive green slacks and beige car digan would be just the thing. Dr. Elbert's lecture on Croatian immigration wasn't particularly appealing to Joan next day. Keith on her right was in a semi-doze, running his pencil through his hair and staring out the window. She nudged Dan' on her left. "Hey, sour-puss got a date for the hayride?". she whispered. "And if so, how'd you manage it?" He looked up. "Not yet," he hissed. "Know any dame who'd like to spend a miserable eve ning?" She poker Keith. "Our little ray of sunchine doesn't have a date for Friday night. What do we do about it?" Keith closed one eye. "Aw, he can sit up front with the driver." "Haw," she chuckled softly. When she looked around she noticed it was very quiet. Dr. El bert had stopped talking and was looking straight down at her. "Perhaps, young lady," he be gan, sarcastically, "perhaps you would like to deliver this lec ture?" She felt herself growing red. Then from her immediate left there came a loud, explosive: "Haw!" There was near-murder in the look she turned on Dan Webber as Dr. Elbert resumed his lec ture. "Worm," she muttered. Dan grinner. 'Weah, and look at 'im turn." Keith phoned just after dinner Thursday night and said he was coming over for a few minutes. She was going to the library so he drove her over. "Something's up," she guessed, "Let's hear it." "Something's up Is right," he repeated mournfully. "I can't go on that hayride tomorrow night.' "What's the matter?" she ask- 'FLAPPER FANNY By Sylvia COPR. 1939 BY NIA SERVICE. IMC T. RUCtt. tt. 8. WT. Off. i ' I thy . nouce, tne less books a gm carries tne more croys sne has to carry 'em? J SIDE GLANCES m " '" I- T. . u. . HT. art. 1 I ail.until I fiet through talking before you say yest" ed, after the first twinge of dis appointment had worn off. "It's like this Coach wants to take advantage of this open date and do a little scouting. So he's UKing Barney Hughes. Johnnv White, and myself to see Pitt in night game tomorrow. "We've had an assistant coach scouting them all season, but the Old Man wants to get in a few personal touches." "But why should he need all three of you?" well, Barney's captain, of course. Johnny being quarter back, Slocum wants him to check into Pitt's defensive setups so's he can get a line on what stuff to use against them. And me I dunno exactly why he wants me along but he wants me, and Old Man Slocum isn't the kind of gent that can be talked out of anything." "Not even by the ereat Keith Rhodes, hey?" He laughed. "Get temDeramen- tal with Slocum and you find yourself on the bench." They parked in the library drive for a while, "And how I was looking forward to that hay ride," she said glumly. Look," he said, taking her hand. "I don't want to disaonoint you, and I've got an idea that I think will work out swell, I'll call you about it tonight. You ought to be home by then." He let her out and drove back the Gamma house. He ran upstairs three at a time, barged into his room and confronted a surprised Dan Webber. "Take it easy," Dan said. "You came in there like a 63 reverse to the weak side." "Yeah man, and I've got to get myself a first down." He strad dled a chair. "Daniel, my boy, you were one of the less fortun- te souls who didn't bother to get a date for the hayride to morrow night, wern't you?" "Go 'head, brainstorm, go head." "Well, I've got a date for you." "You mean maybe you have a date for me. Who is it your dear cousin Tillie from Pumpkin Hol low?" Keith grinned. "Nope it's Joan Johnson." Dan's feet were on his desk. They came down with a crash. Who?" he howled. "Did I hear correctly?" "You did," Keith said calmly. What's more, you're going to do me a very great favor and take her on that hayride. He explained the situation, but Dan was dubious. "In the first place I wouldn't take that dame to a beetle rassle. In the second place she probably wouldn't go with me. Keith hit him on the head with pillow. "Okay okay, so you don't like her too much. But this is one time you're gonna make sacrifice. And don t worry about her refusing. Ill take care of that part. C'mon howzabout?" Dan grinned. "On second thought," he said, "why not?" (To Be Continued) LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIE None So Blind By HAROLD GRAY f DONT THEY KNOVJ HOW f AND FOR ANOTHER THING, f OH. SHOULDKT RANtV WGU.. ( RKIHt! JUDGE- f GAD-ITS VALUABLE OOHN IS TO THE c : HARPS, SCARP & TtTLEMAN SOTHEY PAY ME WELL I BOYS, WEVa GOT "EM LATE, AND 1 FIRM? IN A WAY- BUT J ARE TOO SMUG AND TOO 1 S"" ENOUGH- BUT I BOIL ) THAT 1 STOPPED ON EVERY IVE GOT A I FOR ONE THING, THEY ) m EGOTISTICAL TO REALIZE WHOT I WHEN I SEE HOW THEY ( DOES IT- V. POINT- J GOLF DATE THINK HE'S TOO STUPID I WOULD HAPPEN TO THEM J TAKE ADVANTAGE OF J THE CASS S 1 TOMORROW- TO KNOW IT, OR TOO IF JOHN LEFT. THEM- POOR. JOHN- SH-H- IS MS GOOD I J OH, GOOD NIGHT LOYAL TO DO ANYTHING I V. Zl SVWN ( OOHN- J POPEYE Now Showing "NOTHING ON THEIR MINDS BUT HATS." By E. C. SEGAR MOTHERS' CLUB MEETS VENETA, Oct. 20. (Special) The Mothers' club met for a social this week. The Scandal Spot-Lite, a club paper, was written by Mar garet Hunter, Irene Hunter and Pauline Hockley. Pauline Hockley read the paper. AJeatha Smith is to write the next paper. The pro gram dealt with Halloween, with Mrs. Nellie Trout and Mrs. Butler in charge. After the afternoon's games and fun, Mrs. Mabel Crone read an article on observing Hal loween. Refreshments were served to Mrs. Butler, Mrs. Craighill, Syl via Smith. Aleatha Smith, Mary Belcher, Ceila Walrod, Merle Faulhaber and Aleta, Lulu Alley, Mapel Crone, Thora Thome, Clara belle Spangler and baby, Inga Cal- well, Pauline Hockley, Nellie Trout and son, Margaret Hunter, Eddie and Marion Hunter and the hostess Irene Hunter and sons, Donnie, Delbert and Wayne. The next meeting is to be at Thora Thome's, Nov. 7. A mystery sister circle has been added to the club. 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