Eugene register-guard. (Eugene, Or.) 1930-1983, February 13, 1940, Image 9

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THE REGISTER-GUARD, EUGENE, OREGON
rSALSTORY
THE CAPTAIN'S DAUGHTER
BY HELEN WORDEN , SSWJglSitf
rtf APTER XVI
upset him. After
FMltte search he still
ri.ri frantic .
K had told him that even
rvBMtsnau dldn,t
Kned'' Kay Thayer
& remarked
W ? added.
I" i mouh I saw her
R'rhaver looked at him ex
fefrlWW after this news
lUy' . k her f0r a date,
KHtood there, in Var
.in -ton. noth-
Idra patted him on the arm.
K more tor in the sea."
!$td "So long. Don't for
"telephone number. Come
h MaCOCK-l"": i.s
Pi iotmous gowns.
'U to care what hey 5a,d
Ejtomed on his heel, so en-
f30 1 .... li. micorv 'that
W WU1 "T Vnrnpt
jt Varnet didn't like it but he
Lt be a good customer some
Sr. His money would attract
fcmen witn expensive
L even if it wasn't Lynda Mar-
In. a tiy win; -
Lm escape. Also, he d prob
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Ely naic a
"i.li,e email pvps ffrew rfi-
., He had been an inter-
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KM ODServer wiuie uou wua
i ,-.g 10 the inodels. Yes, young
wan would probably be re
jasible (or the clothes bill of a
an or more women before his
sti were over. So, bowing as if
-thing had hapDened, Varnet
EUiea graciously wncn uan gave
ji a shove, and pussy-footed off
fin1 nut what the hrw sairf tn
l-elyn and Kay.
1 A cola lury lonowea me nun
I - I I Ti ,L.
Fuan e nean. n was me iubl
, ' 1 !
Kit lit nau even ueeu truaacu in
Es life and he didn't like it.
He couian t rememoer a ming
! had ever wanted and not got.
k a child, he had more toys than
Eost toy stores, ms iainer ana
other gave him everything he
asked for; fabulously expensive
electric trains, stuffed animals;
velocipedes, roller skates and bi
cycles that a prolessional might
envy. He had owned ponies, min
iature racers, boats and, as he
grew older, his own plane.
It never occurred to him that
he could want for something and
not have it Now, he wanted
Marie La Porte more than any
thing he had ever desired in his
life and he couldn't have her.
As he swung east on 57th Street
he qualified that statement. Per
haps, in time, he could have
Marie. But deep down In his heart
he knew that he didn't want her
the way he thought. He wanted
her to love him for himself, not
for what he could buy her. And
if she didn't want Him that way
and she evidently didn't he
wouldn't have her, although it
might kill him.
In such a mood, he fitted his
key into the lock of the Donovan
front door, furious with himself
and fate.
'Your father wants to see you,
Meesah Dan," Ling told him, as
he crossed the hall to the elevator.
"He's in his own apartment."
He nodded and pressed the third
floor button on the elevator in
dicator. "I'm glad you've come, ,Dan,"
Mike exclaimed, looking up from
his easy chair as Dan walked into
the study. "I still mean what I
said this morning over the phone."
Dan didn't speak, just sank
down on the couch and lit a
cigaret.
"I meant what I told you over
the phone," Mike repeated. "No
boy of mine is going to marry a
girl whose father calls him a
waster." He snorted as he voiced
the words. "Ignoramus! He must
think we're numbskulls. Well, I'll
show him." He rose and began
stalking around the room.
"I wouldn't worry, father," Dan
held up a protesting hand. "If
Marie doesn't want me, I don't
want her. She evidently doesn't;
so that's that. What have you got
on your mind?"
Mike stared in amazement at
his son. "You're amenable to rea.
son, I must say, lad. Well, you
ask me honestly and I'll reply in
like manner. I thought you and
myself, Lynda Martin and her
father, if he can come, might
have a quiet dinner together to
night at the Ritz. After that,
matters can take their course."
Dan said nothing for several
minutes. Finally he spoke, de-
FLAPPER FANNY
By Sylvia
- G0MI.19U IV NCA UWCC. INC. T. M. BIG. U. (. PAT, Off.-
1 ul sign my name do yu thin, Caro,e Lombard
"vmu ue awiui mad if l sent one to Clark uame;
SIDE GLANCES
Jou two are affecting each other's personalities!':
spair tn his voice. "I'll call Lyn
da. What time is the dinner?"
Mike's heart ached for his son.
He knew what the boy was going
through. He also knew that he
could only help by not putting
salt on the wound. Therefore he
mentioned neither Marie nor Bat
"I thought we might have cock
tails here," he remarked, "then
go on to dinner. I'd welcome the
:hance to get better acquainted
with James Martin."
None of the effort which Lynda
had exerted to produce her father
showed when she and Mr. Martin
strolled into the Donovan library
at 7:30. He was trimly turned out
in black tie and dinner jacket and
she wore an expensively simple,
long-sleeved 'evening dress.
"My dear fellow," cried Martin,
holding out his hand to Mike, "I'm
so glad you asked me."
He shook hands cordially enough
with Dan and then reached fever
ishly for a dry Martini on the tray
which Perkins passed. "I've had
a hard day at the office," he
apologized.
Lynda gave Mike an affection
ate glance then slipped quietly to
Dan's side. Appreciative of her
silence, he lifted a cocktail from
Perkins' tray and took a second
for himself.
"This is Dad's party," he ex
plained, as if she didn't know it
"I hear we're going to the Ritz.
Funny old place, but nice." He
grew affably patronizing as his
ego revived. "I haven't been there
since 36. First deb party I really
enjoyed."
Lynda sipped her drink. "You
are blase, aren't you?" she mur
mured. Although Dan didn't show it, he
was already tight when they left
the Donovan house. His father
cast a troubled glance at him
when he insisted on ordering
more cocktails at the Ritz.
"We're having a fine wine, lad,"
he cautioned. "Don't stunt your
palate for that."
Nothing but Dan's young con
stitution kept him from showing
the effects of the other drinks on
top of the early cocktails. The
only immediate warning, which
his father recognized, was an
added courtliness of manner. He
deferred to James Martin with the
solemnity of a judge. He paid
elaborate but circumspect com
pliments to Lynda and he directed
the waiters in the grand manner.
In spite of the combined ma
neuvers of Mike and Lynda, no
mention of the engagement be
tween herself and Dan was
touched upon. Once Mike got to
his feet and was about to lift his
glass in a toast to the romance,
but Dan, with the uncanny intui
tion of the very drunk, anticipat
ed his father.
"To James Martin," he stumbled
to his feet and lifted his glass,
"America's real benefactor."
Irritated, Lynda had also raised
her glass. Bashfully, Martin re
mained seated. The Donovans
were a good sort after all. He
must see Mike and Dan more
often. ..
' Mike and Martin had winked at
one another and said good night
earlier in the evening. But as soon
as he could, Dan deposited Lynda
at her door. Too tight to clearly
formulate his thoughts, he had but
one idea in mind, to get to the
3arge, Molly. He had completely
forgotten his resolution earlier in
the day.
A puzzled taxi driver deposited
him after 2, on Pier Six. Un
steadily Dan made his way to the
place where the La Porte boat
had been tied up the morning be
fore. A strange barge, grimy and
jnkempt, bobbed at anchor in its
place.
"Where's the Molly?" Dan
yelled at a policeman leaning
against the barge pier lamp-post
Jerry McGuire untwirled his
night stick. "She pulled out at 12
o'clock," he said, '.'for- Canada."
"Was Marie La Porte aboard?"
"I'll say so. I saw her get on
about 9 o'clock"
Dan sat down on the pier and
held his head in his hands. "When
will the Molly be back"? he in
quired. "In about three weeks or a
month. Them trips are slow this
time of year."
Within an hour, Dan's long
roadster was purring along the
highway to Albany. The cold
night air cleared his befuddled
brain as he drove through the
darkness. He had but one Idea
to get to Marie as soon as pos
sible. (To Be Continued)
LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIE
Two Wrongs Make a Right
By HAROLD GRAY
HELLO. JOHN
I HEARTHS CROWD
THAT BACKED YOU
16 SOE BECAUSE
YOU HANHN 1 PUT
MS tH A DONQEOH
BEFORE THIS
I WONfT KtO YOU. JOHN-YOU'RE
A GOOD BOY- YOU KNOW I STAY
WITHIN THE LAW-A1VWNS HAVE-
THEREs been a lot op
LOOSE TALK, BUT NOBOOY
HAS EVER PINNED A THINQ
ON OLD NK-ts QATT-
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FIGURE THEY'D USE IT BETTER-
EVERY GUY THINKS MB S
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ANSWERS ALL SEWED OP
ter If
fcft avv. ( 't-v,
MDIhl Off: Lbim
O.K.-WHEN ANY BIRD GETS STRONG
ENOUGH TO STEP INTO MY SPOT, HELL
BE STRONG ENOUGH TO SHOVE ME OUT-
BUT YOU'RE IN A HOLE, JOHN
DON'T WORRY- LEAVE IT TO OLD
NICK- fLL HAVE YOU OUT OP IT.
BY THE END OF THE WEEK
I HMvOlP GRA1
ill 1 .
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Now Showing "RHYME WITHOUT REASON."
Tomorrow "The Ten's Mightier Than the Sword."
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Stones in
STAMPS
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POSTMASTER GENERAL James
A. Farley has announced that
a special commemorative stamp,
marking the 400th anniversary of
the coming of the Spanish explor
er, Coronado, into the southwest
ern region of United States, is un
der consideration for release this
year. Mr. Farley has also con
firmed predictions of the issuance
of stamps for the 50th anniversary
of statehood of Wyoming and
Idaho, for release In July, and of a
commemorative issue honoring
the 50th anniversary of the found
ing of the Pan-American Union,
to be released April 14.
The postmaster general's annual
report of the fiscal year, ending
June 30, 1939, listed total of 15,
262,089,147 stamps with value
of $457,427,533.74. Receipts of the
Philatelic Agency totaled $1,312,
018.48 for the period.
Frince has scheduled release of
52 new stamps from IS colonies.
Bolivia has released new scml
postal showing a worker and cog
wheel, before a background of
houses, for the fopular Housing
Fund.
By E. C. SEGAR
DW.
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That Persuader Again
By V. T. HAMLIN
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