THE REGISTER-GUARD, EUGENE, OREGON
SERIAL STORY
$15 A WEEK
By LOUISE HOLMES
iPTER xnr
There was a oil
laP .mine on a Darty
T . t v. When she
FloAbelle said, "And
Ifhorabelle." Clara breathed
&tl urruat'a s w ell s im D 1 V
fc??i Party" Ann
filr.mrwwhat kind of a
88 ""
S, - riorabelle continued care
4e'U have dinner some-
rrHnce.
darkled. "Will we
F".,7 taiimi-s?" She had
Nlj, Olives ucm.iu .e
,i ihpv sDent their
EL in night clubs. She had
jiai in the movies.
n best families in town will
Resented," Florabelle assur
, with a little grimace.
lt Clara sighed. "what'U
Ert vou got an evening
-1 Clara and Ann shook their
rel don't try to be dressy.
, itreet clothes. The smartest
tin Chicago never dress."
j,, ran to the closet and
M forth an atrocious taffeta
tit was cerise, trimmed with
0 lace. "Will this be all
t' she asked excitedly.
11 do." As she left the room,
ibdle said, "You're 'the im
atcne, Ann. The party is be
ptn in your honor."
honor?"
lit Jake Bontel was in the
the other night. He saw you
isied me to bring you 'round."
rai there be a man for
i!"
oiabelle nodded. "Three men
be there. Clancy Horton he's
and don't you forget it for
jute Jake Bontel and Steve
-bourne. Steve goes with the
J Side crowd. . Occasionally
ike to meet the other half."
j was a little dubious about
affair. She had the feeling
florabelle ' was railroading
into lomething. On the other
k the was eager for gaiety.
is and dancing it sounded
fctful.
fcnbelle took her acceptance
Inuted. "Just wait till Steve
tacurne sees Clara," she said,
Kail lazily.
I . . .
tire was a flurry of baths
COPYRIOHT. 1940.
NEA 8EBVICE. INC.
and dressing in the apartment the
iiexi evening. Ann wore the new
blue dress and little pancake hat.
Her hair was liWo anA .
burned in her cheek's, her eyes
were mysteriously dark. Flora
belle's gown was black, sleek and
plain. At her throat she wore an
immense rhinestone clip. A smart
ly veiled hat partially covered her
ash blond head.
Clara was a living demonstra
tion of what a girl should not
wear. The cerise dress fought
with the shade of her rouge, her
flame colored nails fought back.
She'd had her hair done at noon
and her head haH an iv,,,j
...V-UUUI1U
look. Banele hrarolot? ;;i,i
from her wrists, a bib necklace of
raw gold covered her chest.
"Aren't you going to wear any
jewelry?" she asked Ann.
."I haven't anything nice."
"Gee,-1 wish I'd known it. They
have swell stuff at the store."
Ann looked at Clara's decora
tions and was nnf In itA la.,
envious. They found a cab wait
ing ai me euro and Ann quietly
enjoyed the unaccustomed luxury.
Clara's pleasure was less quiet.
Ann said, "I wonder why the
men didn't come for us."
Florabelle glanced at her nlii7.-
zically. She said nothing.
It was a long drive and Clara's
excitement rose as the meter
climbed. "Look at that thino"
she kept saying. "Gee, they must
be rich."
At last thev stODDGrl before an
apartment hotel on Sheridan
drive. Florabelle gracefully led
ine wav 10 an e evarnr nnri thev
snot upward, Anns doubts in
creasing with every floor.
wny should we go to Mr. Hor
ton's aDartment?" she askerf
"Whv don't we meet them where
we are io nave dinner?
Florabelle lost natienne "T.nnk
she said firmlv. "Are vnn nlan.
ning to have a good time or are
you going to put on an act at
every turn; wno is throwing this
party, anyway?"
Ann felt DroDerlv soueleheH. "I
just wondered," she said lamely.
"Well, storj wonderinff. Take
things as they come. I go to par
ties like this about five times a
week and I'm none the worse for
them.
She lfllnekeH nn a elneo1 rfrtrtr
and it swung open. A large, beefy
man with several chins and a
bulging waistline beamed out at
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them.
"Three little gifts from heaven "
she proclaimed loudly.
"This is Clancy," Florabelle
said, "Ann and Clara."
"Howdy, Ann and Clara. Come
in. The two male earth beings
behind me are Jake and Steve.
Step up, boys, and do your man
ners." Jake appeared on one side of his
host and Steve on the other. Each
carried a glass in his hand. There
was a confusion of greetings. Jake
removed Ann's hat and clumsily
attempted to unbutton her little
jacket.
"This stays on," she said, back
ing away.
He roared with laughter. "All
right all right just wanted to
be helpful." He patted her cheek.
''Look at her, boys," he yelled.
"Am I a good picker or am I a
good picker?" He had purple jowls
and a bald head.
Ann knew right then that
her doubts had been well found
ed. She glanced about the apart-
ment. No one lived there, that
was obvious. It had merely been
taken for the evening's entertain
ment. A kitchen, brilliantly light
ed, opened off the main room.
From where Ann stood, she could
see down a hall from which
opened bedrooms and bath.
Jake took her hand. "It's plain
that you need a little drink." he
said thickly. "Come with your
old pal, Jake." He led her to a
console table which had been
turned into a bar. It was loaded
with bottles and glasses.
Ann said, "I thought we were
going out to dinner." Anything to
get away.
"That's the surprise," he told
her with sly heaviness. "We're
having dinner right here. You
like that, beautiful?"
Florabelle had removed her fur
and hat. With a glass in her
hand, she sat on the arm of a
chair, looking extremely decora
tive. Clara, aided by Steve, was
getting out of her wraps. She was
laughing and talking inanely. Ann
looked at Steve. He was younger
than the other men, younger and
nicer.
Jake had gone behind the im
provised bar. "What'll it be,
angel?"
Ann was at a loss. Evidently
this was what was meant by "be
ing on a party." She had never
tasted intoxicating liquor, her
father had seen to that, Inexperi
enced as she was, she knew that
it was up to her to bluff. She
couldn't "put on an act" as Flora
belle had said.
"Mix up something you think
I'll like," she said indifferently.
"Did you hear that, Steve?"
Jake bellowed. "You see before
you a smart Jlttle lady. She says,
'Mix up something that you think
I'll like.' "
By this time Clara was sipping
a long drink. She was doing her
best to be casual about it, imi
tating Florabelle's every move.
While Jake hilariously mixed the
drinks Steve crossed the room
to Ann. He was an exceptionally
good-looking young man, well
groomed and nice mannered. He
was a little less intoxicated than
his two friends.
"I've never had the pleasure of
meeting you," he said.
"Perhaps you've never gone
slumming in the right places," she
returned coolly. Ann was angry,
more angry at herself than at the
three men.
Why had she come? Why had
she let herself in for something
she might not be able to handle?
What was the fun in a gathering
like this? Where was the excuse
for it?
"Pert little devil, aren't you?"
Steve remarked.
"I can hold my own in any
crowd."
"Do I detect gravel in that re
mark?" "I put some in. Maybe you are
clever enough to detect it."
Jake came from behind the bar,
a stemmed glass in his hand.
"Here you are, my sweet."
(To Be Continued)
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Letter Carriers Are
Remembered on Stamps
THE men who carry the mail ire
not neglected in philately's gal
lery. Above is a reproduction of
the U. S. 2-cent parcel post issue
of 1912-13, showing a postman de
livering mall. This stamp was one
of 12 issued upon enactment of the
parcel post law, but discontinued
within a year.
When United States inaugurated
free City delivery service July 1,
1863, there were 68 carriers. In
1939 58,817 city carriers were em
ployed by the Postoffke Depart
ment, In 1884 there were 8 city
delivery offices; 3236 were listed
In 1939.
JUGOSLAVIA has honored the
J letter carrier with the stamp
above, one of a series oi five semi
postals, with surtax (or the coital
employes fund,
OUR BOARDING HOUSE -. with MAJOR HOOPLE
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