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About Medford mail tribune. (Medford, Or.) 1909-1989 | View Entire Issue (April 15, 1932)
IrGE FOURTEEN" KITTY ,by JANE SYNOPSIS! Ber honeymoon barely over, Kitty Frew flnae that her huebana t being determinedly pureued by Uarge Crosby, Uarge is as thoroughly a product ot the city ae Kitty ie of the country. Moreover, Marge ie a member ot Oar's craved and plays won their mutual interest. Many troubles open up in Kilty's new life, bhe has been whirled Irom her quiet home to the cllv to live with liar's family, thounh ehe hopes that they iolll soon havs their own apart' went, liar's mother shows hidden antagonism and his sister Carol barely speake to her. Mrs, Frew had hoped that Gar would make a socially suitable marriage and shows her displeasure by maintain ing a strong influence with Oar, When Kitty meets Oar's crowd, she finds that ths oirls aren't In terestei in her and that she doesn't like the boys. Oar crlt, irises Kitty lor coldness to his trlcnds, , Chapter t NOBODY LOVES U$ ' IT bad been ome one's birthday; 1 there bed been wild speeding ' from one dancing place to another. And leaving the Rainbow Gar dens, where they bad gone last as a ..- proper wind-up of their fling. Marge bad asked Oar to drive ber car .home. "It's doing tbe queerest things. Oar, ' You're more familiar with it than Red." Marge always In. slated upon using ber own car and because It was a French model, of dashing lines and amazing speed, her escorts invariably were quite willing to accede to ber whim. To-night, without moment's heS' llatlon, Oar bad sprung Into the driver's seat, thrown tbe clutch into gear with a masterful air and shot off Into tbe deserted road, leaving : Kitty behind with Red Harding. "Nobody loves us," Red bad ' (rumbled, putting bis arm through ', Kitty's. She'd hated being left alone with Red; she'd been afraid ot bis drlv. ing. Oar's desertion, without a word ' ot regret, bad burt ber to the quick. Bhe bad thought that when they were borne be would tell ber be was ' sorry but Instead he was charging her with coldness to bis friends. Sbe dared not trust herself to answer. If she did sbe might tell ; bim that she was tired to death ot .- bis friends, that tonight she didn't think she liked any ot them, Marge ' or Diana or Isabel Peters, Buck Bewail, Tabby even tupld, good- natured Tubby, Red, least of all. Red was Oar's best friend, Gar was ' always quoting bis opinions, look ing to him to suggest new places to go, new amusements; the others showed him this same deference, yot Kitty bad not been able to like him. ' Nice oh, yes, tbey bad been nice enough to her, these friends ot his, but that was the limit ot their at tention; without Oar tbey wouldn't know she was aroundl Sbe had been more quiet than usual to-night somehow, to-night she had not been able even to pre tend any gayety. Sbe'd felt out ot the picture, as Oar would put It, un comfortable, In her rust-colored dress, like a sparrow among bright plumaged birds. To-nlgbt she'd felt critical ot Oar's friends; couldn't they sometimes have good times In their homes? i To-night she'd felt even sharply critical ot Oar. He shouldn't spend to much money worse, be should not borrow from Red. He bad bor , rowed quite openly, at the start of their evening. Kitty had seen Red add two figures to a little column on the page ot a memorandum book. ; "You don't have to put on such an almighty righteous air when you turn down a drink, either, Kit," Oar pursued. "They're all laughing at you. Tbey think you're a prig. That mall-town stuff doesn't go In my crowd." Hurt on hurt She hadn't meant to look almighty righteous. She wasn't a prig, But she wouldn't quarrel and it would me&n a quarrel If she spoke now. But she could not keep back ber tears. They came In a flood. She despised herself for her weakness ven when Gar's arms went re morsefully around her. , . "Oh, come now, Kit I was only telling you for your own good." She clung to him until sbe got control ot herself. "I didn't feel well to-night, Oar. I need sleep and exer cise In fresh air. I'm not used to eating breakfast at noon-tlma and going to bed at dawn." "You ought to bogln golf, Kit That'll sl you up. I'll sign you on for some lessous with the pro out at the club. Marge and I are taking Red and Dl on for a foursome to morrow and you can take a lesson then It Deetman has any time. It's Splendid Program For Jacksonville Grangers Meeting A splendid program was presented to the Jacksonville Orange, Friday evening, with W. H. Arnold In charge. Tht following numbers vnpre enjoy ed: Vocal numbers by the Crews staters; orchestra numbers by he Jacksonville orchestrn: a playlet, "Hanging Out the Waah." by two "colored mamles from Mlsslaalppl," and a group of old melodlea by Mrs. Klngsley end Mrs. Garrett. Usual bualnfM routine waa taken care of during the Clrnnge meeting. Geo. Andrews, master of Bellvlew Orange, and Ralph Bllllnga of Ash land were welcome guest. H. B. club continued Its meeting Wednesday afternoon at tbe home of Mrs. Emma Conger. A pleasant eoclal hour waa spent, after which refreshments were served. Next meet FREW ABBOTT going to be a good match the los ers have got to buy tbe dinners." Kitty smiled In agreement ot thi plan. She agreed with Gar thai Marge had looked stunning to-night last nlibt witb a glaace at the little clock on Oar's desk. "It's habit," she thought "Small town b&Mt," she added, -emember-Ing Gar's criticism, Sbe remem bered It without burt, now, but with a bewlldored sense that things bad started to go wrong and that In some way It must have been ber fault They'd almost quarreled.- She'd dress quietly and take a walk while Gar slept. It would c.ear he.' head, help her to think things out She knew the routine of the house. Mrs. Frew breakfasted in ber room, after wblcb she closeted berself In her "office" until luncheon time. She rarely lunched at home. Carol slept late, then followed ber own pursuits, usually out of tbe house. There was a little square of park within a few blocks of tbe bouse. She'd walk around It a few times and then sit down on one ot the benches. When 4he finished ber walk Kitty cbose a bench. When she set her self to the task of thinking things out sbe grew confused again, a lit tle frlgbtened. They had so nearly quarreled 1 Gar thought she was standoffish with his friends, a prig, when she was only shy with them. Tbey made ber feel that way; more often than not sbe did no; know what they were talking about and no one ol them, unless It was Tubby In a burst of devotion, bothered to tell ber. Left alone with Marge and Diana, In the cloak-rooms, or wait ing for tbe men In lobbies or on th Country Club veranda, she'd alwayi felt a little self-conscious, lll-at- ease; in their chatter about the newest in dress and shops and bar bers, and rouges, perfumes, one an other's clothes and the clothes oa the women about them, they neTer acted, wholly aware that she was with them. "I'm not envious," Kitty sighed, dolefully. "I'm not Jealous." No. evon though Marge often coolly ap propriated Gar she was not Jealous. She was not so small-townlsb but that she could laugh at It They never talked now of that home .hey were going to have. They'd let themselves get caught Into a whirl of gayety that was crowding out the real Joy of their marriage. Sbe'd talk It all over with Gar; he'd had bis play, be would want to begin to work that they might be Independent of every one. She flushed, thinking of Gar's dobt to Red. But she would not reproach Gar with Jiat; she'd be very tactful, very loving. She walked home eagerly. She was a little startled to And that It was past one o'clock. Gar must have worried as to her where abouts, thought perhaps that she was lost Sbe could well get lost for sbe knew scarcely anything yet of tbe city. Pound had come in with Gar's breakfast tray. Is the Mother downstairs?" Oar asked hln.. She's gone out, Mr. Oar. She'i lunching out." At that Oar frowned. 'That's bad. Why didn't you call me. Kit?" Hi surveyed his breakfast with dls taste. His eyes were still heavy itn sleep. "I've got to touch the Mother tor some money. It'd look nice It Marge and I lost tbls after noon and I had to let her pay for the dinners." Gar, don't ask your mothor for any moneyl You'll get your allow ance next week. We can manage until then" There was an excitement in Kit ty's tone that brought Gar's glance to her glowing face. "What's the big Idea ot not touch ing the Mother?" he asked, a little Ill-humoredly. She pushed htm gently Into bis chair and drew "lis tray up close to him. "Drink vour coffee, Gar, while I talk. I've been thinking 1 took a walk and sat In the Park Gar, wo'ro Just drifting; It's been tun. but It Isn't what we tcantet to do, what we talked of, at Panther Moun tain. Gar, we nearly quarreled last night I'm sorry for my part 1 moan that 1 hadn't pleased you, but Gar aren't we both Just a Utile tired of playing?" Copvrlcht. fane Abbott Our flaree In unexpected angry anawar, tomorrow ing will be at the courthouse, April to. Triangle Club Meets With Mrs. Isaacson CENTRAL POINT, Ore., April 14. (Spl.) 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