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P'AflE ETGHT KITTY by JANE BYNOPBIB! After a brief and "whirlwind" courtehtp, Garfield Frew marriee Kitty Urandon. a tptrtled email town girl, and takee her home to meet hit wealthy family. Although Gar hat fuel flnlhhed college, and te eeeentlaly fond of a good lime Kitty beltevee he te ae eerlowe about the buetnett of being married ae elie te ItereeU. On the train going to tiar'e home in Winton they meet Marge Croe bv, who belonge to Gar'e crowd end who te ae oollehed in manner and grooming ae Gar hlmeelf. Uarge iremi to be hurt and re pronehtut at the newe ot Gar'e marriage. Me involvee Gar in ex cited convereation about the dotngt of their crowd pointedly excluding Kitty. Gar humarouely telle Uarge about the uycddlng eaylng thai "the bunch will get a great laugh out ot it." and Kitty te ashamed ot hie flippancy about eomethtnn that eliould matter deeply to them bath. She eel euddenly frightened. Chapter 1 A LONELY HOMECOMING BRIDGEWATER made do distinc tion of wealth. John Brandon owned and ran the general store wblcb all grandfather bad estab lished and which netted him Just about enough to support his family In the rambling old house hie grand father Lad built but he rauked In so cial prestige with James Corey, Brldgewater's banker and man of af fairs. Kitty Brandon, because she was a Brandon and because she as protty Bar swung Kitty Into his arms and ran up the winding stairway ahead of the servant. slid blithe, had moved securely In the young lite ot the community. It never bad mattered that she had ilttle money to spend on her clothes. Her .rlenda were tbe friends of ber childhood: closest of these were 8ally Withers and Phil Corey. "Maybe one of us will marry Phil, some day," Sally bad laid. once. "Yon can I" Kitty's answer bad been prompt "I'm going to marry a man with dark hair and dark yes. He's coming from sv ay some where." And tben, one June day wben Kitty waa twenty, Phil Corey bad some frou college bringing Garlleld Crew hor wltb him. Within an Hour ot lis arrival he bad taken bis guedt over to the Brandons, They'd found Kitty on the porch picking over cberrlea (or x pie, a big aproi tied over her lowered print Ureas, her slim, bare arms and 1 Angers stained crimson, her hair leeply golden where the sun fell on It her blue eyes, a Ilttle bluer In her genuine delight at seeing PhIL The next day Gar waa sprawled n tbe Brandon porch aa If. Ilka Phil, be bad lived next door to It ill bla life. At tbe end of the week he was telling ber that she waa the nly girl he'd ever been erasy ibout; she was different that was It He was fed up on tbe prom trotters. Did Phil sta-d anywhere with berT Well, then, she waa bis. During Gar's whirlwind wooing iltty had not thought of any mate ' lal advantages aha might gain In uarrylng him. That be waa the son Jt Dalton Frew, of Frew and Win ters, grain merchants, meant noth ing to her. 8he had not the vaguest idea lust what grain merchants were. But of every detail ot Gar's oandsome features, bis charm of manner, his carefully careless col eglate attire she waa always ecstat ically aware. He was the dark balred, dark-eyed lover ot ber girl ish dreaming. "I'll love keeping house. Gar. Mother always said I waa a very cood housekeeper." Kitty bad said during their honeymoon on Panther Mountain. Jacksonville Jot Crane, who hu been 111 nfsrly til winter. U now much Improved MlM Alice Wrd of Med ford wiu wwn-rna (ifa. 01 miroeue uun ' nlngton. Jacksonville baseball town team and Junior teuton team held a practice game Sunday. Don Kenny U employed at 6a u. Calif. Jerry Jerome of Med ford and Mr. R owl In of Buvene, called Thureday tvenlnf on C. B. Dunning ton, A complete family reunion ot the F. V.. Stsvsnson family waa held March 39 at Mr. and Mrs Ray Bte veneona. tt waa the flrat time In over 20 yean they had assembled Thnae preeent were F. V. Btevenaon of Q rant Pais. Mra. Laney Bteven on and Mr. and Mra. R. C. Steven on ot Balem. Mr. and Mra Marlon Stevenson and eon. Gerald. Mr. and Mra. fUjr Bttvaoaoo and family and FREW ABBOTT "My wife Isn't going to alare In a kitchen." "But. Gar, we wouldn't want anyone else around us. How much will you earn, Gar?" "Ob, I guess Dad will start me with at least seventy-fire a week." And that bad seemei. a fortune to Kitty. She bad calculated swift ly; out of It tbey would sava some thing. "I don't Intend to stick all my life to Dad's business. I'd like to get Into the diplomatic service. Or some big brokerage Srm In New York wo'd ban an apartment on Park Avenue. Kit." Whatever Gar wanted to do be could do, Kitty knew.' On their last night at Panther Mountain they bad sat on a pin nacle of rock to watch the moon rise. "Tomorrow at this time you'll be In Winton, Kit You'll like It." "I'll like It anywhere with you. Gar." She had put her bead on bis shoulder, soberly contented In their closoness. It would be always like tbls, she bad thought, wbor ever tbey were. And now, the very next day, rid ing with Gar In the tul from the station, she bad lost something of that beautiful contentment. She was thinking of that tone In Gar's voice wben be had talked tc Margery Crosby, the . eagerness ol which .bad left ber on the outside. Tbe approaching meeting with Gar'a family loomed terrlfylngly before her. She wished Gar would take hold ot her hand, ber hands were trem bling so. But Gar waa Intent upon point ing out to her places ot Interest along tbe way. Presently they atopped before i pretenttoua mansion ot Georgian line and proportions. "Here we are, Kit! Some little dump, Isn't it!" His voice was frankly proud. He did not notice that Kitty made no answer. He did not use a key. He rang the bell Impatiently. And after what seemed to Kitty a long Interval the door w. opened by a white-headed man In somboi purple livery. "Hello, Pound, how are youf Thla la my wife. Tbe mother In?" Kitty saw the man flash her look of friendly Interest Hegr'nned at Gar even while he touched bla forehead In formal salute. "Mrs. Frew will see you at tea, at halt past four, Mr. Gar, she aald. She said the that you were to use your old room." "She did, did abet What'a the matter wltb putting my wife In the blue room?" Oar frowned though bla brow cleared almoat at once. "Oh, well, ehe'll Bx ne up later. Come along, Pound, get thla lug gage up." "urnlng to Kitty he awuug he. unceremoniously Into his armc and ran up the winding stalrwa ahead of tbe servant. He did not put ber down until hi had mounted another flight ol stain to the third floor where In a wldt room he deposited her In a dee) leather rbalr. "Gar!" She dug her tace In bit shoulder. She laughed but her laugh was shaky. "Gar, I'm terribly scared, coming here. Maybe yout mother's angry. If you'd come horn without me, ehe'd have ber here" (Copyright, Jam Abbott) Oar tikes Kitty te Hint kit mother, tomorrow. Mr. Frew ; entaeonlim seems Imminent Mr. and Mra, Chester Moor and family. Bill Knutren of Copper waa in Jacksonville Tuesday, en routs to Albany, where he haa employment for the nummer. Pike Thurman of Oakland, Cal., vUlted hla mother Mra, Johnson, and friends her this week. Mra. Horace Lyle of Central Point entered the Jacksonville sanitarium last week for treatment. Alma Osburne. who haa been as sisting at the Jacksonville sani tarium several months, underwent a major operation at the Commun ity bonpltat Tuesday. Drs. H. B. and J. B. OUHit operated. Mrs. James Anderson underwent an operation at the Sacred Heart hoepttal Thursday. Bill Wtnntngham of Klamath Palls was a businesa viMtor here Tuesday. He also visited hla father Mark Wlnnlnham. at Copper. Mr. and Mrs. Oeorge Morgan and children of Klamath Palls, who vis ited re tat Ives here ten day, re turned home Wednesday. ' MEPFORD MAIL TAILSPIN TOMMY S'MATTER POP Ambrose Bites Himself i i v rs r k . . i itii v. i i-r-h- r i i a. m u v,mi ' - - - r vy i l - v . uumwiju. suti jg gjf 0f l' BOUND TO WIN The Capture of Bell! PRIAR'S SHORT AND SHARP BARKS BECAME SHRILLER AMD SHRILLER 5 SUDDEhll.TO THE AMAtEMENT Or JONATHAN AND HIS COMPAMIOMSTHE DOS. BY A MIGHTY VMRENCH BROKE THE SCTHRERC0-- I i THE NEBBS The Storm Broke S-VI-LW CISCOVERed BY TMAT MEfta MJO SLIDER HAD A SMIR.T EACW ltJ MJITH AMfSV'3 VAASV4 AKID5UDER SweAXEO THEM INI WHEM AMBV WaSWT tOOWINJG AMD HE.CES THE AFTEftMATM f-1 (C-prrli MUTT AND JEFF I fluCRW BODY fl VH Towo Mutt TrllT ABOUT I AND HOU) biO HS DISCOU4. j I J OlICU I Ufy IwCLL TACH THAT I THAT'LL Ba f a n?TY,n RtiKbl M- HoitU Hft FiNb owT THAT r HAT FLAT F6T- A 1 f TaiW.Ii" I ill . 5UY MuTTTO 16SS6NTI) S MuTTi OotlP t THBM HDSBANtS I T0OP6S ANT A PAST? YO U YV0VV-I OUlCH.e X SOSVP ABoyT IKIM '' eoLOMM. H INBOLGftR.A? YOU r ' TOLD HlhA THAT, fr LeSeo!.' i TAKS j ' ,Sl OS; cyf&k?fT AB0VT Vov "T -j p -l-M Xr K a" ,l r-. P i?, ,lTl BRINGING UP FATHER . p ( VtLL- AT LAftT ME VtVMl-VOOR I VWT him e. HHEUM.TIMICONE Hu".6ANO l "(M OOMT THIMK f? TQ TAKE M6 v fiC l ' 7 'TB V-nvi-l CO DOWIN) TO rHOM ALL ACMt IT UP3LS 11 IOThIOPIH fill IK I " 'CA OiNJTV TO-NHOHT MO PMNi-wl'S TO HETuUM- II TO-MICWT. 1 O , 'LS f "I I "I LLjIE-TEU. 'SL I ant 6tEM HHtoMm-ww-! i-a IT AllR'Cht El L ' I O t E DOCTOR TC f j.V.'CjL.OOTIMTMFit A ,Ti.i890HM J FOR HIM TO CO U JJVA L- -J ' i 1 COE BACK ME CwM n7in fir itLJ szzzi TRIBUNE, MEPFOKl). Good-Bye Cherry Blossom! SAY, WHAT DO VOL MEAN PUTTINIS N EBB'S ANJO SLIDER'S SMIRTS INI WITH YOUR WASHlNa?HAVENTy VVOU HUMILIATED ME ENOUGH ?1'LL MOT DO 0 (ANOTHER RUBJ iVv . 4. rUH VQUKl t n hi. o.-. hy Tht Pll Syndicuf. fnf ) krti, Mirk V.t. V g He'll Know Better After This OKEGOy, SUNDAY, APRIL 10, 1932. T VWHAT DO SLIDERS f- TWIEIR aMlRTS THE MATTER, ELSE ARE VOU BETTER I VOU BETTER 6ET MORE PMVSICAL EvrERcise awtham mouth fTJT VEERCISE jL.:-, V-VOULL SLEEP feiMi VOL) MEAKj NJESB'S AWO 1 DIDNI'T PUT MOWE OP . INJ MY WASH.WHATS OM TOP OF EVE.RYTMIM VOL) LOS I M YOURMIMOr. 6ET MORE PMVSICAL (LPL ARE. VOL) LOSIM Vl IB MISJOr fANl tVWHERe OiO THAT NJOw, i wosJDER Hfc: UIO THEY WAS BOTH IM THE R-OM WHESJ 1 WAS PACKIM' MY WASH 1 AImV SOT TROUBLE ENJOUSH 1 THAT'S WHAT Ht a, ooks. VT DO3 TO NJ0t5ODV3IC- ELSE AS LOMG ots IT tolVtO HIM ttj ULtNN MMsTlh i mod HAL roBKEST By C. M. PAYNE T5T ME.. I Bv EDWIN ALGER By SOL HESS FELLOW GO ? 'F HE r I'LL BET Me DONJ-T CA6E. VWUr 1 A (.AUSH , By BUD FISHER By George McManus t
