PAOB SIX
MEPFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFOR1), OREGON, WEDNESDAY, APRIL 27, 1932.
KITTY FREW
by JANE ABBOTT
TAILSPIN TOMMY A Free Ride As Prisoners!.
B; Ul.ENN CHAFFIM
and UAL rUBBESS
BYNOP8IB: A eudden propotal.
hurried wedding, and brief honey
mon leave Kitty Freut bewildered!?
Hvtno with her husband' parent,
trying to learn eophiatioation over
night. Her hiteband, Qarfleld, re
fue to work. Hi mother re
tent Kitty' lack of social place
ment, ana Kitty runt away to
Oar'e half-brother and hi friend
Doroat,
Chapter It
WHILE KITTY WAITS
"VOU bare to bang on to your
self-respect or you're nowhere,'
Dorcas ssld finally, concisely.
"Now It's up to you to see
through. But you don't have to plan
anything tonight Tomorrow'll be
time enough. Let's get to bed. I'll
fix you on the couch here."
She sprang up and vigorously fell
to work transforming the couch
into a bed, folding covers, spreading
sheets and blankets.
She tucked the covers about
Kitty's shoulders and the touch of
her hand was warming and reas
tiring. Like a weary child Kitty
snuggled further down under the
oft blankets. The embers of the
Are made fingers of light across the
darkened room. Through the halt-
open door of Dorcas' bedroom
Kitty oould see her moving back
and forth. A blessed drowsiness
enwrapped her.
Tomorrow, they'd plan things out
Dorcas would help her. But tomor
row Oar would come tor her, of
course!
It was closing time at Stratton's
department store, three weeka later.
The last-mlnuts shoppers had hur
ried off. The salesclerks were put
ting away the stock, working furl'
ously against precious time.
No. 12 In the sportswear depart
ment was banging tweed ensembles
jln a case. Her unaccustomed fingers
imade slow work of It and the other
girls, folding sweaters and blouses,
watched her and smiled slvlr at one
lajiother. No. 12 was new and It was
game to leave to a new one the lob
of hanging the suits away. It took
Jongor.
A bright-eyed, blonde girl passing
No. 12, hesitated, "dee, don't bother
o much. Lee's gone." She caught
up an armful of the garments and
swung them on to the bar of the
case. "Rotten day, wasn't It?"
No. 11 knew Josle Price was try
ing to be friendly. Her tired face
flushed gratefully. She agreed that
It bad been a rotten day.
- "Bet you're dead," Josle went on.
"My feet used to hurt as It they had
colls on 'em. But you get used to It.
I guess you get used to most any
thing unless It's Lee's tongue, after
the ad bunch've taken her for a ride,
Anyway, you don't have to mind
that, do yout Didn't she take you
Into her office?"
Miss Lee, the head of the depart
ment, had taken No. 12 Into her
office while she checked over new
stock. But just then No. 12 was too
tired to wonder why Josle put the
Question, to read Into It the jeal
ousy with which each saleaclerk oh
lerved any distinction paid to any
one ot them. No. 12 had not been at
Btratton'a long enough to lift her
yes toward the glamorous position
of assistant buyer.
"Why, yes, she did," she answered
Uredly.
"Oh, well, she's taken us all In,
one time or another."
They took their wraps from their
lockers. Josle Jammed a tight lit
tle red hat down over ber bead, ar
ranged croscents of blonde hair at
each temple, applied powder to her
nose and a daub ot scarlet to her
lips. She drew her coat tightly
about her thin hips, holding It there
with crossed arms.
"Taking the street csr home?"
Her eyes were pointed with curios-.
Ity.
"No. I walk home."
"Well, by by. Miss Brandon. See
rou tomorrow."
"Good night Miss Prloe."
"Oh, make It Josle!" the friendly
losle called over a bunched shoul
der. Stratton's knew No. 12 as Kathar
ine Brandon.
As she wslked out Into the chilled
dusk, Kitty felt a little cheered by
Josle's advances. Until today the
girls In ber department bad left her
alone. Her own fault of course
he'd wanted to be friendly, but In
her awkwardness she'd felt shy, and
probably they'd taken that for
tandoftlsbness.
Josle was a leading spirit In the
sportswear department. She was
good-natured, sympathetic and
ready with Joke, mimicked her
customers when they departed, ban
tered with the doormen. Every
morning she regaled her associates
wtth her experiences of the evening
before. Dates and boy-friends made
the substance of her easy chatter.
She was alsrt In her work, ap
proaching shoppers with an atten-
tlveness that held them and mor
often than not sold something to
them. This and the fact that sh
bad been In Stratton's for foui
years, beginning at the bundle desk
gave hor an unofficial seniority orei
the othgrs. Kitty bad recognised
that seniority.
Thinking of Josle, she walked
swiftly, liking the touch ot the cool
air against her tired face. Llk
JoBle and the hundreds ot others
who had left Stratton's before her,
she felt a sense of lightness with
the day behind hor. At this hour
even the pain in her heart lifted
little.
Most of all she walked swiftly
because she was going back to
Ketchum Street and Ketchum
Street meant to Dorcas' room with
Its lamplight and Its fire Dorcas
aerself.
It had been three weeks since
that night David had taken her to
Dorcas, Infinitely longer when ahi
measured It In heartache. Gar bad
not tried to find her. He must
know where she was Pound knew
and must have told him.
Dorcas had taken her to Strat
ton's. Dorcas knew the head of the
personnel there. The wages Strat
ton's paid her gave her a meager
Independence. She was living In
small room on the same floor as
Dorcas' apartment.
Kitty knew now that Dorcas
owned the old house on Ketchum
Street. She knew that Mrs. Oentle
to Whom she paid her week's rent
only acted as Dorcas' agent. David
had told her about Mrs. Oentle. One
day Dorcas had found her, destitute,
ovicioa witn nor two children from
a basement apartment In the block
and had taken her In. "She can get
on If someone Just gives her a hand,"
David had quoted Dorcas as saying.
And Mm. Oentle, Installed In the big
kitchen of the old house, sleeping
In what once had been the dining
room, bad gotten on, just as Emll
Schelllng was getting on, Kitty herself.
Kitty had met others In Dorcas'
apartment, to whom she knew
Dorcas had given a hand. Young
Mark Qulnn who worked In a garage
and went to art classes at night,
Leah Moore, a lawyer, thirty, cyni
cal, brilliant of Intellect decrying
sentiment, sneering at any Ideals
and yet somehow softening to hu
manness after an evening around
Dorcas' fire; Max Adler, a sensitive
faced, dark-browed Jew, shouting
communism yet arrogant blmself.
He was a violinist It was Dorcas
who had secured tor him a place In
the Palace Theater orchestra. Per
haps Dorcas had holped them all,
In one way or another, to regain
their self-respect In the' ups and
downs of everything each of (hem
was doing, Dorcas showed a deep In
terest, Hut she would not tolerate
whining, "Oh, stand up" she'd cry
Impatiently at such times.
Kitty had heard her berate David.
You haven't done a bit of work to
day. I can tell by the hang of your
head. Are you going to be content
all your life with a column of drib
ble for the" Times' Well, If you are,
go on home." And David had gone,
his face angry, slamming the door
behind him.
Kitty had come to know, with
some excitement that David's work
was the writing ot a novel. But
neither he nor Dorcas talked about
It except, now and then, to exchange
some portlnont comment concern
ing It or a question and a brlot
answer, or often, on Dorcas' part, a
harp rebuke. It seemed to be
something between the two ot them
and Kitty sensed that Dorcas cared
groat deal about it: Bhe'd seen the
look In her eyes whon David went
out, slamming the door behind him.
sorry, tender look.
Kitty, even In her most Intimate
moments with Dorcas never touched
on ber own discouragement She
could toll David how frightfully
tired she got And with David she
could talk of Oar. David hadn't said
anything about self-respect David's
sympathy was different from
Dorcas'.
Four blocks from Stratton's was
the Timet building. As Klttj
reached It David stepped from the
wide entrance way and joined her,
ust as he met her nearly every
evonlng, making the encounter seem
to happen without any planning.
And always, on the Instant of seeing
him, tall and lanky, a little shabby,
nat pulled down over his eyoe,
Kilty felt a little rush ot gladness.
"Well, how did It go today?" '
"Oh, hotter." Her eyes clung to
David's face. She slipped her hand
through his arm.
David, did yon see him today!
Hear anything?"
Copyright, Jan Abbott)
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