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jrEPFOTiri MTTL TUTBTJNT, rEDFOTin. OREGON, WEDNESDXT, 5IAT IT, 1932. KITTY - F .It m . - fcv JANE ABBOTT. RE W If I i BTNOPSIS: Oarfleld Fret It tending flowert to Marot Vrotby or Icatt, to hit utt, Kitty, tut- Jectt, aht ttoet not realltt that 'arot ft gaining a hatd on Oar through tht lit lit theater work they art dolnj. Though Oar Alt Hket hit half-brother, David, Rft til rematnt loyal to Davii t Mnd thlf. Chapter 21 DOM A PRINCESS RATf PTTTT put th Incident of tb ' orchids out of htr mind. Marge- ; any on of a nun- wore them often : ber of admlrera might hare aen tnem to her. "And, anyway, what If Oar did?" ahe asked of herself, feeling rery tolerant and under- tending. Chrtatmaa occupied her time and thought. In a bureau drawer ahe had hid don her gift for Oar. It waa orayon aketch of a New York sky- line. "Granite Mountains," Kitty had thought when the first eaw It, and the rising peaks had made her think ot the Panther range at dusk. Gar would think that, too. She planned how Gar and she would celebrate this, their first Christmas together. They'd hare a tree, of course. They'd trim It and light It Christmas Bre. But Our laughed when ah aaid they'd hare a tree, "We won't be home long enough to look at It, Kit. Marge la throw ing a party Christmas Ere, at the theater sort of christening. And mother'!! want us orer at the house 00 Christmas Day." Kitty would not be dismayed. She only smiled when Oar called ber a tnnny little kid. Oar's time waa glren otw more than erer to the Players. It was necessary for him to go to these last rehearsals, he explained to Kitty. Erery day he went orer to the little theater; there was always aomething or other there to de mand his attention. He talked end lessly of one thing or another, the ' new drop curtain, the lighting effect, the little coffee room next to the foyer, who waa good and who wasn't In the cast, "Walt until you aee Marge! She's perfect I" He con fided to Kitty that Somerset waa a bum. But Marge was handling him properly! And Kitty listened, ho llering she was really Interested be cause Oar waa ao Interested. Oar had been Insisting that she buy a new erenlng dress for ber elt. "Call It my Christmas pres ent. If you want to, Kit." She'd consented, finally, on that under standing. But Oar was too busy to go with her to select It. She bought a (limy white and allrer thing. Throe days before Christmas ahe ran Into Dorcas In one of the atoros. Dorcas' arms were full of bundles. She nodded down at her burden. "These ara for my family. I always hare a party Christmas Ere. Wish you could come." They'd talked only for a moment for Dorcaa waa In a rush. Kitty felt a moment'! enry for the merriment they'd hare In Bor eas' room. Darld would be there, of 'course Well, ahe wea glad Darld wouldn't Ibe alone! And she'd hare ber tree. She'd bought It; the janitor waa going to help her stand It In a corner of the llrlng room. She'd trim It before Oar came home. She'd hare an espe cially nice aupper and they'd eat In state. She'd put on the new dress Oar's Christmas gift. And then they'd light their tree Snow fell steadily the day before Christmas. At dusk the city was eorered with a soft blanket. She trimmed the little tree, lor lngly, sniffing at Its fragrance. Her aupper waa ready except (or the switching on ot the oren beat. She pat on the new dress with considerable excitement. Oar would like It. The telephone rang. "Kit, I'm down at the theater tied np In knots. I Just can't gat away. Will you be awfully lonosome It I don't get home until late?" "But, Oar" . I "The racket here won't start an tU midnight. I'll dash up In time to get dressed. Hare my things ready, will you? Looks like It was going to be some Christmas, Kit!" 1 Kitty put down the telephone. Her llpa quivered, tears brimmed In ber eyes. Christmas Evel She turned her back on the little tree and went slowly Into the bedroom. It Gar had sounded more eorry iat be was detalnedl He hadn't ex plained what kept him. Unpleasant suspicions leaped to ber mind. But she met them defiantly. Of course aomething bad come np; sbi understood how they all turned to Gar In any emergency, depended on him. She was proud that tbey dldl Oh, she understood. She said aloud: "It's all right" It would be only a matter ot two houra or so and then he'd come, he'd dress, they'd go out to meet their Christmas gayly Thoee "two bours or so" loomed threateningly until a sarlng thought came to her. She'd go to Dorcaa' apartment, surprise them all In their merriment. They'd be glad to bare her come. She ordered a taxi cab. "92 Ketchum Street." She sat rery erect in It, smiling In antici pation of bursting In upon them. She'd see Darld. She heard laughter as she entered the old house. Dorcas' door stood open flooding the narrow upper hall with rosy light. Kitty stood In the door for a moment before anyone noticed her. With one swift sweeping glance her eyes took In the familiar room, the familiar faces, the little white-haired man sitting in the chair of honor, the Christmas tree twinkling at the further end of the room, Dorcas and Mrs. Gentle and Mark In the alcore fussing over the table laden with food, Darld, his back to her, standing before the fire. He turned as If some wordiest greeting had reached him across the room. Hor coat had slipped a little off from her sboulders reveal ing her to him more a vision of mist and silver than the flesh and blood reality that waited, smiling, for a word to bid her enter. The others saw her before Darld could speak. She was drawn Into the room gayly. "I didn't think there waa a dog's chance of your getting here, Kitty," Dorcaa cried. Ehnll and Max were pressing her hand. Everyone seemed to talk at once, everyone except Darld. Ha still stood by the Are but his eyes bung on ber, his smile met here. I can't quite believe you're real," he said to her In a low tone when she stood beside him. They made a place tor her In their merriment. Mark passed the plates which Mrs. Gentle bad heaped with food. Max filled the coffee cups. Darld put his pillow next to Kitty's chair. "Does a princess eat?" She accepted his compliment with a rlrid blush. "This one does. I'm ravenous! Oh, It's nice, being here with you tonight" She waa relaxing happily, the old security sweeping orer her. It waa nice, this feeling ot belonging to this cheer that prevailed. She tor- got what she had fled from) Darld seemed particularly nice tonight a different Darld than she had known, ready to laugh, ready with nonsense that made the others laugh. She liked this David! She liked the look he gave her now and then which was so wholly hers. It had something of Tubby's devotion In It It waa tbe new dress, of course, she thought Presently she took alarm at the lateness of the hour. While she was bidding each one good-by and ex changing wishes for the Christmas Day Darld went down to the street to hall a taxi. He put her Into It and leaned for a moment In the open window ot the door. "I hare a little thing for you, Kitty. It's a promise. I'm going to finish that hook." "Oh, Darld, that'll be the nicest thing of all! Tou know how much I want it" Aa the taxi rushed her back to the Tudor Arms she thought ol David's promise, feeling a - little glow of satisfaction that It had been made to her. Darld had let her in. the slater who was ready with affection and pride and con cern for his success. Ot course she really could help him more than Dorcaa could because their feeling tor one another always stood in their way; It made Dorcas more critical, Darld less-confldont Oar had not yet come In. It waa almost midnight almost Christmas Day. The lamp which Kitty had left burning touched with soft light the waiting Christmas tree. Kitty stood tor a moment, looking at It Bofore they rushed off to the party at the theater she and Oar would take time for the ceremony of switching on the lights. She went to the bedroom and laid out Oar'e erenlng clothes. She hoard a key In the door Oar! 8he ran out to the entry ta meet blm. Tubby and Red Harding stood In the open door, supporting Oar be tween them. Gar's head waa hang ing limply, sldewlse, his ftux blotched. Idiotically blank. Copyright, Jant Abbott) Whtre his Oar bun, has haop.n.ilf too Witt on Monday, r till Kilty and whet earns infy JOBLESS STAGE WELUNOTON, New Zealand, May 11. (AP) Rioters ouUlde the houae of parliament bombarded the build ing with bricks and stones, breaking 150 windows before the police took control. The trouble began when a parade of 4000 unemployed, which up to then had been orderly, reached the parliament square and a fight started. Police aald there wea only about SO men Involved In the rioting. A number of theee were arrested. Some atorekeepers aald that before the po lice came their windows had been am aalied and their shelves looted. READY 10 OPEN PORTLAND, MM U. ( AP Open ing of the HlbernU bank hr twaltt the Ignatur of A. A. Schramm, nut bank uptrlntemtrnt, on tn petition to th circuit court permitting him to turn OTfr to th nw bank tht aiuteu of tht Hlbernta Commercial A Sav ing bank which eloaM wver! month ago. This announcement waa made today by John P. Daly, presi dent. At meeting last ntgt.t depositor urged Schramm to prompt action. It was belle Ted likely the Hlbernta bank will open next Monday, or earlier, SHERIDAN W.V BtVi will open Jewelry abop la flute Baak building. TAILSPIN TOMMY The Crooks Plan To "Jump Ship! 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