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MTCPFORB MATL TRIBWE, MEDFORP. OREGOX, SUNDAY, MAT 8. 1932.
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TAILSPIN TOMMY Tommy Has A Narrow Escape!
KITTY FREW
by JANE ABBOTT.
BYNOPSIR: Dieapreement en
tangles Klttu Frew and her hue
' mont'i half-brother, David, for
David uianta her to live her oton
life and Kittv cllnge to her hue
band, Oar. her onlv demand of
Oar, that he muet not live on hie
mother'e money, eaueee a tem
porary eeparatlon, but maket Oar
agree to support her, ,
Chapter 15 "
KH OVER-STUFFED APARTMENT
fftER threat did not more ravld
to Instant denial. For a mo
ment he ..eomed to consider what
answer ha would make, his eyes
leveled on t spot beyond Kitty's
lead, his brows drawn together.
"I haven't thought of offending
rou that It made any difference
one way or another what I said. Ot
course I don't want you to go away.
' tn tact, 1 hare missed you quite a
bit more than I like." He kept his
rolce Hat.
"Oh, that's nice, that . youve
missed me I David, because Oar's a
little, well, prejudiced, Is not going
to make a bit ot difference in the
way I feel. Do you think I can ever
. forget how kind you've been to me 7
And I'm going to see you often.
You must tell me things about
what you're doing. You can't throw
your manuscript away; you've got
to finish It so that I can read it.
Why, David, think how thrilled I'll
be when I bold a book In my hands
and know that my brother David
wrote it!" ,
He laughed at her genuine excite
ment. "Even It I finish It I may
not find a publisher who wants It.'
' "Of course you Willi You mustn't
bold that thought. It's your old fear
of ridicule, David I I know It's good
Dorcas believes It Is."
"Oh Dorcas. She's believed
other things of me that haven't
turned out so well!
"David!" Kitty yielded to an im
pulse. "David, why don't yon marry
Dorcas V She Hushed a little at
her daring. '
"Whyf What have I to offer her?
I'm thirty, more or less disagree
able, earning a paltry amount a
week, writing stuff that anyone
could write, that she calls dribble "
"But Dorcas"
"You know her well enough your
self to understand that compromise
Is the last thing Dorcas would con
sider." i "Then stand up" Kitty ,crled,
borrowing Dorcas' words and man
ner, "Finish that book."
He smiled at her.
"If you talk to Oar like that I
have hopes tor the boy," 1 ,
But he bad put her Interest in
himself aside; Kitty felt silenced
And when she left him, a block or
two from the Tudor Arms, he did
not say anything about hoping to
' see her soon. She would, though,
she told herself as she went on.
She'd see Dorcas, too.
She and Gar had sub-let the
apartment In the Tudor Arms the
day after Gar had met her outside
of Stratton't. It was an . over
gorgeous thing of three rooms and
a bath, a cubicle ot a living-room
paneled In black and green and
hung with orange silk draperies
and seemingly padded with soft fat
orange and black pillows scattered
over the chairs' and the floor and
the legless divan. Where there was
apace In the clutter of orange and
black pillows were big and little
tables and lamps on standards and
lamps without standards. An Italian
table and buffet, . designed . for. a
state dining-room, were - orowded
Into the limited dimensions of the
dinette and the tiny bedroom was
(mothered In green and orchid
pleating!.
"The agen. said we could move
la today." That settled their choice.
"Did you ever see such a little
stove, Gar? I'll cook our supper on
It tonight. . It'll Just about cook
enough for two"
"When we get settled we'll hare
the crowd In, Kit."
It hadn't been possible to settle
quickly fir Kitty ha a to pussle and
scheme and pack and repack to stow
away even their personal belong
ings. The crowd hsdn't waited.
They'd come In a few evenings
after Kitty and Gar took possession
of the place. Marge and Diana and
Isobel Peters and Red and Tubby
and Sewall Buck, and, a little later,
Paul Somerset.
They'd been riotously gay. Red
had brought a satchel filled with the
makings tor cocktails and he and
Gar had mlied them, shaker after
shaker, until Kitty's neat kitchen
was cluttered with peelings and bot
tle tops and empty bottles. Kitty
had assembled sandwiches and
cakes and olives and coffee. At
half-past one the operator at the
desk In the lobby called to say that
a complaint Jad come In about the
noise and everyone had shrieked at
that everyone except Kitty. The
party was a success! They went.
SHOWJNCREASE
8KATTLE, May 1 (API Lumber
shipments of 91 mills for the week
ending April 90 were reported as 30 7
per oent over production by the West
Coast Lumbermen's association to
day, but current new business vet
1.9 per cent under production.
Three hundred and twenly-one
mills operated at 99 per oent ot ca
pacity during the. week as compared
with 9t 7 tor the previous week and
44 ,7 per oent for the same week last
year.
Inventories, 14 mills reported, de
clined 93,000,000 feet for the week
ending April 39 snd sre It.t per
oenl loea than at this time laat year.
Unfilled ordera declined 13,967,000
feet tor the previous week.
at three o'clock, leaving the living
room in a sorry mess of tumbled
pillows and empty glasses and
plates and cigarette atubs with a
pall ot stale cigarette smoke bang
ing over everything,
"Now that's the kind of evening I
like I hope the crowd sort ot
makes our place a headquarters,"
Gar bad declared with Immense
satisfaction.
"I don't like Paul Somerset, Gar."
"Oh, he's all right for his kind.
Marge Is Just having a little fun
I've talked It over with her."
Gar's friends had seemed more
friendly. Or perhaps, Kitty had
thought as she fussed In the kitchen
over the refreshments, It was that
she felt different toward them, now,
In her role as hostess. Tubby bad
seised' a chance to squeeze her
hand and ask her If he wasn't Mr.
FlxItT "You can count on me. Kit
I'm not goln to breathe a word
about It." She'd wished she could
tell him that she wasn't ashamed
ot working In Stratton's but there
had been no time, then. Tubby
thought ot It as Gar did.
She'd hated having Paul Somer
set come; she'd caught herself
watching blm with Margery Crosby,
and thinking of Carol. Was he see
ing Carol now' Or bad their quar
rel at the Hoffman that day ended
their acquaintance?
It had taken her the greater part
of the next day to restore order to
their doll's house. ' But she had
worked cheerfully; Gar had liked
his evening.
Pleasing Gar gave glamor to hei
every thought, every task.
Her pride In Gar, her belief that
he could do anything, was wholly
restored. She shared his Impor
tance when he talked about 'his
work. His father .lad transferred
to his office one Jonathan Drew
who. In one capacity or another, had
served Dalton and Winters tor fif
teen years. Gar called him Old
John. Gar said he was as faithful
as an old hound dog. He bad
laughed at Kitty's dismay one morn
ing when they both overslept. "Old
John can talk to that man who was
coming In at ten o'clock. What
have I got him for?" And she had
lost her alarm In a little rush of
pride that Gar had Important con
ferences and Old John under him
to take care of them until he got
around.
Gar was the lover of those first
weeks of their marriage. She felt
no Jealousy when the Players de
manded his time. Frequently he
telephoned that he'd be late for
dinner, he bad to see Decker, or
someone else, sometimes Margery
Crosby. Now and then a committee
met in the evening. But she had
not felt left out, as she had at his
mother's house; there was always
his 'homecoming, a moment apart
from all others In Its ecstasy of
closeness.
Ob, It David could only know
Ao! .how. happy . she was, she
thought as she opened her door.
returning from having ' tea with
David. . .
Gar had telephoned earlier In
the day that he would be late, to
night. There was some trouble with
the lighting at the Little Theater.
8he mustn't wait dinner for him.
She wouldn t cook anything for
herself. When Gar came she'd
make a mushroom omelette.
And as she stitched on a handker
chief she was making for her
father's Christmas box she thought
of David and the pleasantness ot
her encounter with him, He'd tried
very hard to be disagreeable. Al
most as It he weren't glad things
had straightened out with her and
Gar. But It was silly to think he
really felt that way, he'd said so
often that he wanted her to be
happy, he'd only seemed half
hearted because he was In low
spirits, discouraged.
I'm glad I talked straight from
the shoulder to him," Kitty mused,
smiling down at her busy fingers.
"And I'll do It, every chance I getl"
Her own rosy security made her the
more compassionate for David,
She'd seen him often. She'd lnvlts
David and Dorcas up to the apart
ment tor aupper some night.
Of course David was too prou
to ask Dorcas to marry htm. He'i
said Dorcas wouldn't compromise
That's all he knew about women
But at this point In her thoughti
Kitty felt a sharp prick ot memory
That day out In the little bouse,
David bad said to her: "The most
yon can do Is compromise and then
you won't be anywhere." That was
David's feel.ngs, now, that she'd
compromised, with her self-respect
perhaps he thought, or with ho
ambitions.
Copyright, Jane Abbott)
Kitty see's an untroubled Mrs
ahead. But Marge Croaby ahowe
her determination to eaptura Oar's
Interact, tomorrow.
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The Women's Bible class of the
Presbyterian church la among local
organisations planning programs for
I Sunday observance of Mothers'
aay. xnia morning at v:o ocioca,
the class will conduct an Interesting
hour. .
Mrs. W. H. Plaher will sing "That
ta What Clod Made Mothers For."
The rest of the hour will be devoted
to the study of the Tabernacle,
through which the full plan of sal
vation will be revealed In object lea
sons. By request the Tabernacle model
will be shown again and explained.
Helman Bathe, Ajh.--wim and tub.
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