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PXGB EIGHT
MEDFORT) MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFORI). OREGON, SUNDAY, MAT 1, 1932.
KITTY FREW
.by JANE ABBOTT
await trom her hueband. Oar. be-
oaue h think a rich man' eon
ioeen't need to work. Hit mother
. leant the marriape broken off be- .
eauee of Kitty' lack of eoctal po
eitton. and ttee Kitty1 abeence to
influence Oar aoainet hie wife.
He cultivate Uarg Croeby while
Kitty work. '
Chapter II
DON'T BE ALARMED"
-I'HAT'8 exactly what's been the
trouble, mower, uar - earn.
"Klttj hasn't jotten on to our way
ot IItIdk. She thlnki leliure la loar
Inf. and In Brldgewater loaflng'a a
sin. But she 11 learn,
"Ot course, dear. She must learn.
Tour father has spent the best part
of bis life In building up a fortune
and an honorable place In our com'
munlty. These will be yours some
day. And we wsnt you to use both
for the advancement of culture and
good citizenship. Kitty must see
that such occupation Is worthy a
man's time, t had hoped you would
marry some girl who had been
reared to the responsibility of
wealth, soma girl . like Margery
Crosby, but as your choice a haaty
choice you must let me repeat, Oar
tell on Kitty, we must make the
best ot it." '
"You're wonderful," Oar repeated
warmly.
"Now run away, dear. I've a very
busy day ahead ot me.'
"I'll hunt up Pound, Maybe Kitty
left some message with him fori
me."
"I'm sorry, Oar. I have had to
dismiss Pound. I discovered that
he was shockingly dishonest.'
"Pound?" Oar stared at her. Old
Pound
"It distressed me to send him
away. But to have kept him on
would have undermined the whole
service In the house."
"Tou must have hated to tire him!
How long fourteen years, Isn't It?
He came that fall I was getting over
the measles. And he's been putting
tt over you all that time, haa he?
The old devil!"
"rd rather not talk about It, Gar.
I do feel very badly over It"
Oar left his mother's room and
went to his own no dress. Half
dressed he called Marge on the tele
phone. Bhe'd wanted him to come
In for tea. Somerset and Dl and
ome of the others . were coming,
nd they were going to talk over
the casting of the drst play. He'd
told her be didn't think he could
make It; he'd thought of Kitty, that
he'd been leaving her alone too
much. Well, now, Kitty had left
him.
He Informed Marge, when he
topped for her, that Kitty had gone
to visit her family. She might be
there a week or more. Her mother
wasn't very well. He remembered;
conveniently, that Kitty had said
that her mother wasn't welt
"Good I" Marge cried. Then she
laughed. "I mean It, Oar I need
you o much Juat now. I'm sunk
whenever I think of building over
that barn. And you know so much
more than I do."
He spent the greater part of each
day that followed with Marge and
Decker, the architect He lunched
with Marge, going over with her the
plans and plumbers' and painters'
estimates which Decker sent In,
Somerset usually met them at tea'
time and then later the others tor
dinner somewhere. Because his
room seemed lonesome without Kit
ty be spent only enough time in It
to dress and undress and sleep.
Every morning going down earlier
than was bis custom he asked Jones,
ine new butler, it there's been a
telegram for him or a letter,
Every morning be stopped In his
mother a room to talk to her. He
told her what the Players were do
ing.
"You won't believe your eyes,
toother, when you see that old barn
Marge sure Is an artist She
knows'what she wanta too. We
hunted all over the city yesterday
for some old lanterns big ones.
She's going to have them bronsed.
The proscenium arch's going tu be
mauve and bronie. Decker couldn't
get It at first, but Marge stuck to It
Of course when tt comes to the
plumbing and that sort of detail she
depends on me."
"Of course!" , .
But alter a little shutting him
self out of his room, rushing here
and there with Marge and the others
could not crowd down his hunger
tor Kitty. His mother guessed It
noted his growing restlessness.
He sought her out early one morn
ing. Cora had net yet begun her op
eratlons, and be found his mother
reclining on her chaise-longue, the
newspaper spread before her. She
knew what he was going to say be
fore he apoke,
"Mother, I can't stand It any
longer not hearing or anything.
I'm going to Brldgewater. We'll
talk things out"
Mrs. Frew let her hesd drop back
against the pillows behind her. 8h
drew her chiffon negligee closei
about her throat and held It there,
as If she were cold.
"I know, dear boy, how you feel"
Her voice was a little detached and
seemed by Its detachment to put
Oar's loneliness in the background.
She hesitated an appreciable mo
ment "I was going to ask you. Gar,
If you'd go out to Denver with me.
There's to be a National Conference
on Child Welfare, and I must go.
But I'm not feeling very well. Oh,
my dear, don't be alaxmedl It may
be nothing. I've talked with Doctor
Rlggs, and he's watching my condi
tion. But I dread the traveling
alone, strange hotels, meeting
strangers, I know It's selfish to ask
you to go with me when you so long
to go to Kitty"
Gar's concern was all that she
could want his answer prompt
"Mother, ot course I'll gol But
you ought not to take the trip, I'll
ask Rlggs If you ought to "
"No, no, Oar. He might say I
couldn't go and 1 must It's a very
important conference, . And .the
change, the drier climate" she
held, the chiffon closer to her
throat "may help me, If you go
with me."
"And please, Oar, don't mention
It to anyone, your father" -
He saw her face pale, her atti
tude languid. He kissed her tender
ly. He bad difficulty keeping boy
ish teara out of his eyes. In all his
life be could not remember a time
when bis mother had admitted even
to so much as a headache.
"You're good to me, dear boy. Am
I asking too much? A few days "
"We'll stay until you're set up
again, mother, Kltty'd want me to
stick by you."
A few days later the Wlnton
Times Informed Its . readers that
Mrs. Dalton ?rew and her son, Mr.
Garfield Frew were In Denver for
the National Conference on Child
Welfare. And. less conspicuously In
the column:
"Mrs. Garfield Frew Is spondlng
November In Brldgewater, the
guest of Mr. and Mrs. John Bran
don." It was Kitty's habit to read the
Times while she ate her breakfast
In the restaurant where David bad
taken her that first night she had
come to Ketchum Street. She al
ways scanned the social page close
ly for any word of Oar or bis
mother, Margery Crosby, the prog
ress of the Little Theater.
She read now that Oar was with
his mother In Denver. And almost
at once the she was In Bridge
water. Her first shock and hurt
gave way to puzilement at that
She stared at the brief lines, stupid
ly. Oar thought she had gone hornet
Pound had not told him And then
deep In her heart a little flame of
hope kindled and grew. Oar surely
bad written to her at Brldgewater
before be went away He wouldn't
go away without some word.
All the dreary discouragement,
the ache of waiting lifted from her.
Of course Oar hadn't worried about
her because be thought she was
home with her father and mother.
He'd shown himself stubborn but
she could smile even at that, now,
In her great relief. She could think
of his going away with his mother
without any anger. It wouldn't be
for long conferences that brought
Important busy people together
never lasted long and then he'd
come back to find her.
But It a letter went to Bridge
water addressed to her, her family
would think that something waa
wrong! She considered such a com
plication, a little dismayed. She
had not told her father and mother
that she was alone on Ketchum
Street She bad worded carefully
one letter to them letting It give
them the Impreslson that she and
Gar were In an apartment ot their
own. She'd bated the deceit but she
hated more telling them all that
had happened. They'd believed so
simply In hers and Oar's happiness.
She could telegraph them. She
pushed her uneaten breakfast awav
from her and went out hurriedly;
she could not waste so much as a
minute. She remembered a tele
graph office near the Times building.
Oar gone to Denver with his
mother. Planned to visit you while
he was away but found It impossi
ble. Send any mall back here."
Eighty cents, a hole In her sav
ings, but she could not think of
that, minimise words with this alow
of expectancy so consuming ber. It
seemed such a thing ot certainty,
mm uar nan written I This was
rnuay; oy sionnay nis lotter would
be back to her.
fCopyrtgat, Jon Abbott I
Kill), has thought htrlf hidden
end safe, but Carol eroesoe her
path tomorrow.
HAPPY LAD GOES
10 SCHOOL
Shoes to Webster, "A roverlna for
the human foot, having thick end
somewhat stiff solo"; to most people
a necessary bit of apparel, pinching
when now, squesktng when old ere
to a little Medford boy today the
manifestation of all that la beautiful
In life.
, For In their well polished leather he
sees a return ticket to school, the ap
proval of his playmates, the answer
to a long, long wait, and a farewell
to aUnglng ohapa and chilblains,
which necessitated hla dismissal from
school during the recent "spoil of
weather."
Arriving at a local doctor's office
a few days ago, when the skies clear
ed after the storm, the boy asked tor
a slip, granting him permission to re
turn to school, a form required fol
lowing aboences.
Asked the roe. eon for his absence,
he admitted with heoltanco, "I had
no shoes, and It was cold." The doc
tor's secretary and another physi
cian standing by. volunteered to sup
ply the shoe. Negotiation, were made
with a local shoe store and the bright
eyed boy soon returned with his feet
encseod In new shoes end socks,
"Nothln' cheap about them nei
ther," he exclaimed In appreciation of
the gift. "And I'm going to keep them
hlned. every day." he called back
as he skipped hlo new poMeiwiona
out ot the office and down to the
street.
TAILSPIN TOMMY The Diamond Thieves Appear Again!
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and HAL r'OHBtSt
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(Copyright. 1938. by The Bell Syndicate. Inc.)
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By EDWIN ALGER
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