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Ltolier 1. 1941 THE REGISTER-GUARD, EUGENE. OREGON, Page Kin. UTTLE ORPHAN ANNIE Stilled Small Voice By HAROLD GRAY JIerial STORY BRIDE FROM THE SKY By HELEN WELSHIMER COCO MORNING MR. St-AGG- HERE'S A TELEGRAM THAT OUST CAME FROM MR. SCUTTLE OUT COPVMiaHT. 141, hwA mviei. inc. AT THE .Mine Vb!! ... V. IM... " ' IV. . I I .r:r. . Il I . .-m-n iv. i iwnuinnHnr v i w wnictiuuvbi WONDER a. I SHUT DOWN II I NOW AND STARTING FULL I 1 1 SCUTTLE WAS UP TO 1 1 WHERE HE REALLY WENT- I PE II I PRODUCTION AT ONCS. BH? I I SOMETHTtq PHOKV- 1 1 1 WOULONT TELL WONG- 1 I hoiSSifiSl? I I I JtlJJESi. I IBSODID I---BUTMWB6 V 1 1 I HAD A HUNCH HE WENT I i 15??ft,S I I I THH?B HPUE BEEN A LOT I I D HPS BEEN DOING THE 1 1 1 TO CHECK ON THAT MINE-. 1 I J tiMty-LtTS a a WPKW.WRPHJWS OUT I I B BEST HE CAN AFTER ALL- I 1 1 FUNNY--NO WORD PROM HIM- I H LACE IN JAIL CHAPTER XIX PHB pollc. matron cam. Into nf cells few mo- ..fter Judy had been placed (BUIJwi in. watt i She pun - tTto Judy's cell, dimly lighting a 111. it Uunm i. j-b Iron eov P . tin wash basin, the rrrAnv pane that was too tfrom the cement floor. fL .t,n was a middle-aged Lnia. thin and small, and gray kH bobbed arounu .. Li.. aval to bum .';- ,..., . ... nrattv dress." enthused. "Most of our brides Lgj itotham or somo ruju LM, Honest W goouiican, t. mm to be bU dressed up L a Pper "n1- D,d you get orth out 01 tne aress, h?.r even was married." voice was gayer than It sdbefi . Well, now that'a a pity. A fine uk, that and the lace all itrin'." The woman moved her head m side to side In sympathy. t..j. Mjmlned the lace, too. It L hopelessly raveled. Even in rundown state n sua nera hs klde. jjy grandmother wore tius i-u" Judy saia. -Ana my Undmother lived In the same brick house lor 01 years, one ivtr thought her dress would be fchlblt A in the case of the People k her granddaughter. Or that It Could take a Jump out of an air foil" ; . Child, you Jumped?" rk woman's eyes widened, and Jhl tit down on the rough brown knket'. BiEtd out" Judy slid off her Indllng veil. It was ruined td all mending. "Maybe you trim a blouse with this." tontd the shimmering lace loth small police matron. Thr ah wanted to tell the Mlleemmin her story she didn't bow. Maybe because she wanted k straighten out Its twisted Ihreids in her own mind and a tcdtil, well rounded, would make hi put chut melodrama clear. For the first time she realized that the whole thing was fantastic the sort of thing that slmplv didn't happen to well-balanced, intelligent people. It seemed nat ural to Judy to present the facts in a light that shed quiet glory on Phil. Sandy had done the un forglvable, the unbelievable, heedlessly and hopelessly mud dling two lives besides his own. As she spoke her voice sharpened with anger. At the close of her story the woman stood up and placed a gentle hand on Judy's shoulder. "I know you're furious with him, dear, but just think of that poor young man up there by himself all night long. Honey," she nodded, "you can say what you please, but he must love you a lot more than most women ever get loved to do what he did. And I'm for him. Maybe I'm Just ro mantic, but I'm sure for him." TUDY glanced out of the small upper window. The stars were out now, shining brightly in her corner of the sky. Then she whirled on the police matron. ' "You think he's coward enough not to come down?" "No, no, honey, but hell work better if he isn't arrested. And I thought you hated him!" "Oh, I do. I love Phil. He's he's wonderful. If I wanted to marry him before, I want . to marry him three times more now." Even while she spoke she won dered why she had called Philip wonderful. It was such an or dinary word. . Any girl could describe any man with It and mean It. "Well, , darling, here's a nice, neat, brown calico that will carry through till morning when the court sends for your stuff. There's a pitcher of cold water and a wash cloth and towel. If you want any thing else just ring. You've got the whole women's quarters to yourself tonight" She smiled again, opened and locked the door, and her overrun heels hobbled away. A little wind came from some where and ran along the window. Judy's throat hurt Her eyes were misty. She wanted to be at home, hearing friendly, laughing voices, knowing that marriage was a roof, a shelter, feet on smooth, thick-carpeted floor. She had been a fool, but ah had landed safely. From now on she was safe. No more rainbow ladders across whit clouds, no more bridges mad from stars, no more wings. The cot was hard and uncom fortable. Because ah could not sleep she remembered, looking at the dark blue window. Were all windows mad from memories? Were nights supposed to be place,' a stopping place, for some thing that one had been lovely, something drab with time's pass age? When memories were don, those in which Phil and Sandy both moved, she caught her thoughts and pushed them to gether firmly behind a mental door. TP Sandy really cared for her, x why didn't he offer himself in her place? For a moment aha had thought that he had cared. How did he know that she mad a successful Jump? She began to think. There was to be a cross-country flight next week. Sandy had registered for it and paid the $1000 entrance fee. She wondered how he had got it. Maybe from Peg's father. . And yet . . . Sandy twice in the past winter had let her steer for a moment his hand above hers. The earth had fallen away above the silver sea and she had aimed at a white, light trek that led to the moon. Well, here she was. "Honey moon suite," she murmured. It was later, much later, that she wakened. For a frightened moment she wondered where she was. Her back ached from the mattress on the iron cot Shi was cold, too, for the prickly blanket had slipped to the floor: ' She felt the white silk slip, the gossamer underthings that she was wearing. The police matron stumbled sleepily along the corridor. "Mist Allen, a young man says he has to see you. A fine young man. Faith, if I was younger and hadn't buried my third, I'd make up a dress with lace and catch his ey myself." "But how did he know that I'm here?" Dear Phil, grand Phil. She should have known he would come. , "May I really see him?" ah asked, reaching for the billowing brown calico. . (To Be Continued); MMT FOR TALL GIRLS aOIJiANTY Ml.h aim rm.. J ftrl has finally found an es m that suits. 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