THE REGISTER. GTTABD. EUGENE. OREGON
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'JTof broken p02ery
! b leaving for Bos
.T she would leave
before her and she
't"eS,K, then? Why no
J heSle? Think I
cl fJf at him. almost with
W,y "hafs the use?
J-tfilfittthe Prl' honestly
kr't",w smooth andbeau
Kfftti me o death
r Ihitious. Johnny."
.noVted. "Ambitions
Ktiui me tell you
K isn't going to help. I d
pMolly tomorrow, it shed
febe here tomorrow to
K tbank heaven." Jean an-
fefut dmra on the sea chest
bjraw her feet. She was still
r-T girl. Johnny thought.
less and socks, cardigan
at the neck. Filly
f rfcbons tucked into her
L'curis. Nothing alluring or
wjricui .about Jean. Just a
K,trL hurt and angry because
pWy had broken her favorite
i he said, "I'm sorry
U I am. Don't think I haven t
uid our Cape Cod. the one of
c jammers. Sometimes I wish
Iwver laid eyes on Molly. I'd
birpier. I suppose, digging
aiiuis and sailing with you,
( King in love."
li it love?" Jean asked with a
-no of wisdom that hardly
itfd to a little girl. "I won-
(j were silent for a minute,
iai that they could hear the
ik ticking. It's the perfect mo
n for me to say. "Let's be
di," thought Johnny. But he
.J nothing, busied himself
ri; imaginary dust from
j tone parrots.
"What I really came to say,"
Jean was speaking steadily, as if
sha had taken a deep breath and
it was safe to continue, "is that
I've lent my cameo to Molly for
her part in the play, and since I
won't be here to retrieve it, I want
you to send it to me."
"Why, Jean," Johnny gasped,
"that's a foolish thing lor you to
do. The Reynolds cameo is a
museum piece! You know that."
He sounded like the stern par
ent. What was Jean thinking of?
The Metropolitan was still nego
tiating for the Reynolds cameo.
It had been made especially in
Italy for Jean's grandmother.
There were certain peculiarities
about its design which made it
invaluable.
"The gentleman is disturbed.
And over an old cameo. Can you
imagine?" Jean was laughing.
"But all kinds of things could
happen to it. Molly could mis
place it in the dressing room."
Jean looked at him intently.
"Sure you're not thinking of the
legend? It's unlucky if anyone
but a Reynolds wears it, you
know."
She would think of that. That
he was concerned about it, not
for its value, but for that old
story. Duels and bloodshed when
ever someone besides a Reynolds
unscrupulously laid hands on that
piece of stone and gold. Now
Jean thought he cared because
Molly might suffer from the bad
omens.
"That old legend is pure fiction.
I was thinking of the value of the
brooch, and what your father
would say if he knew you lent it
to Molly."
"Oh, she'll take care of it," Jean
assured him. "I was wearing it
the afternoon she came to tea. She
said, 'What a lovely old cameo. I
had imagined Mrs. Lyons wearing
one just like it at her throat.' Mrs.
Lyons, that's who she is in the
play."
"And so you took it right off
and put it in her hand." Johnny
was exasperated. Jean jumped
from the chest and came over to
where he stood, straightening his
desk to hide his annoyance.
"A friend of yours is a friend
of mine," she told him, "and I'm
not going to embarrass myself by
asking her to give it back before
the play. Now get over your mad,
and kiss me goodby for old times'
sake." ,
Jean was in his arms kissing
IJ - Y . 4,- A f ".
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"wUi i ,-oE San,a Crui- Ca,if- P"P"es lor birth.
tSi- . . 1 .nn'versary of the town, foundinf
" , wu indude a pnrtoa fiesla and a baBonia ,,,1,
-'""Wonia-tUW poo a( a a,Ke tat.
SIDE GLANCES
t(f'ma
I he.
" Ioi iKine.?'clock Lat'n I have to compete with
him aa aha had never kiaseel him
oeiore. somewhere in his heart
a dormant flurry stirred. He push
ed her away from him.
'Johnny, I love you o. and I'll
go on lovina you forevr. I
haven't any pride to say jt. That's
wny a cant stay here. When I
go where we used to go, walk
where wa used to walk, it'i like
stampina on a crave. Jnhnnv"
Sha wus crying aoftly in hii arms.
Stop, dearest." h miH nattinc
her shoulders. He hated himself
for what had happened to them,
but his feeling for Molly was the
same. He couldn't deny that,
even with Jean so near to him.
They didn't know that Molly
had come in until she spoke. "Am
I interrupting? I thought the bell
jangled, but I can go back and
knock."
Jean jumped from Johnny's
arms. They both looked like child
ren caught robbing a cookie jar.
Molly smiled superciliously. "If
that's what you meant by kid
stuff, I'm sorry you consider me
grown up."
I was simolv tellini him rmn!.
by," Jean explained. "I'm going
back to Boston In the morning."
Molly took- a step toward Jean.
Her voice was grim with authority.
"You can't go back to Boston.
Mr. Earl has you on props, and
you wouldn't dare walk out at the
last minute like this."
Jean reminded Johnnv of a verv
small kitten spitting at a huge
important Angora. "I've got him
everything he asked for. I even
know where I can find that old
oil lamp to hang from the ceiling.
tverytning win be ready in the
wings, and the rest of the com
mittee can do a little work. The
theater is not my life. I'll walk
wnen and where I please."
"That's just what I thought
would happen," Molly retorted
angrily. "Junior Leaguers and
society girls, always so willing to
help, and then at the last minute
something else turns up." .
Johnny interrupted then. "Don t
talk like that to Jean, Molly," he
said quietly. "She's worked like
a dog, and if she feels she has
to go home now, I don't think any
of us should try to stop her."
so you were trying to stop her
with a few kisses? What kind of
man are you, Johnny Regan? I
aon t Deileve I know your par
ticular type." She had turned on
Johnny and was whipping him
with her words.
"I'll ask Mr. Earl," said Jean.
"He'll tell me whether er not any
of his bird-brained apprentices
can get the stuff back where it
belongs."
She flounced out of the shop.
Molly ran after her, calling to her.
Jean went into the stage entrance
of the theater and slammed the
door. Johnny laughed.
"You don't know Jean. The hur
ricane that hit the Cape in '33
couldn't keep her here. That time
it was a good thing she started.
Both our cottages were washed
out to sea."
Molly wasn't listening. She was
staring at the stage door of the
theater, her blue eyes boring
through its entrance.
"Afraid you wouldn't have a
chance to wear her cameo?"
Johnny asked idly.
"What on earth do you mean
by that? Has Andre Masters seen
her?" Molly demanded.
(To Be Continued)
LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIE
The Tie That Binds
By HAROLD GRAY
CO-OPERATION
DAYTON, O. Rev. Herman R.
Oage, an Episcopal rector, coaches
the kickers at University of Day
ton, a Catholic school.
THEY'RE SORRY, NOW
SOUTH BEND John Gubanlch,
Notre Dame's 160-pound star
guard, was rejected by three east
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great a Jumble ot European
stamps as he is the map ot Eu
rope. The Third Republic ot
France ended phtlateUcally with
the semi-postal issue above, on
of two designs with surtax for
the Red Cross. A new Issue, pic
turing Premier Marshal Petaln
has been announced.
The conquered nations of the
west Holland, Belgium, Den
mark, Norway have continued to
use their own stamps. Belgium
lost Eupen and Malmedy, and
Germany released two pictorials
proclaiming the return of former
German possessions. German Is
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X WISH YOU FELLOWS
WOULDN'T THINK THAT
I'M BRIGHTER THAN VOU,
FOR I'M NOT-- WHAT
REALLY HAPPENED WAS
THAT X LEARNED TH'
PiRST GRADE BEPORE
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TO STUDY TH' SECOND,
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SECOND, AND SO ON
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SAME WITH TH' SLIGHT
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