PAGE, EIGHT
JIEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE. MEDFORD, OREGON. PUNDAT, JUNE 19, 1932.
You Cant Marry y
by Julia Ckt-Addanu . .dLsi
By OL&NN CHAfFIN ..
and UAL fOBBtSr
TAILSPIN TOMMY The Padmini Gains Its "Victory!"
KYNOPHIS: Tha couraaa at
Jenny Revell, when aha firmly Uea
to Oratton Matching ana tall him
- aha hat married Eddie Totcnaend,
ratchca Matching'a interest, tt
; the marriapa of Jenny'a cousin,
' Georgia, to Townaend were admit-
tad to Matching, openly, ha would
diacnarge Gaorgte, hia aecretary,
Tovnaend ,hoa had narvoua
v amaah'Up, .
I'M just remembering that I am
supposed to have cot married
yeateriay that's what Mr. Match
ing meant, of course," Jenny said.
"That'a what he did when he was
li and a day."
"Doesn't matter," answered
Oeorgle. "I'm not being jealous
now, honestly but I don't think he
Helleres you married Ed at all, He
thinks he knows, somehow, It was
me."
"But then''
. "He know It was I. (Think I'll
hare to take a special grammar
course again. Remind me, will you,
- when I get back?) But he's content
to accept our statement that It was
you, provided the statement Is suffl
. ciently water-tight. When he used
to say to mo 'Don't let me hear ot
your getting married!' he meant it
quite literally. And we won't let
him bear It. That's Sat."
Georgia's old energy bad returned
to her. She swept Jenny out ot the
way and began to burrow In the
huge wardrobe or her suitcase.
"It's only tor a tew days, this
trip, though I expect It'll be (or
longer tban Wednesday. Nona ot
that lingerie, It's all new. It
oughtn't to be, but It Is." She
laughed without merriment. "My
trousseau, Jen. Wasn't I a tool?
I haven't even tried It on yet.
Haven't bad the heart."
. Jenny could not And anything to
say. Sb watched the quick hands
folding and packing. They shook
suddenly and stopped.
"You think I don't really ear
much (or Eddie, don't you, Jen?"
"I think you love him but In
your own way," Jenny said.
"But you think I love my Job
more. Well, that Isn't so. I'd choose
Ed, now, before my job; I realized
it when I waa being married to him.
I know It wasn't a solemn ceremony,
exactly, but It out solemn to me.
I wish now that It had been In a
church Instead ot In that fusty of
fice. I (elt that I needed a blessing.
I should have liked someone
aounds sloppy, doesn't It? to blesa
na both."
: Jenny's mind went back to the
dry words that had declared Oeorgle
to be Eddie's wife. She tried to re
member them and all she remem
bered was that from where she
stood In the dingy room she had
aeen a little quiet garden and a bed
ot snapdragon and a green bench;
empty under the trees.
"I blessed you bath In my-heart,
Oeorgle."
: "I know It, lamble; I can always
reckon on you." But again Oeorgle
paused In her task and sat back to
peer up at bar cousin, perched upon
the gorgeous new bed. "Except tbla
morning at the hotel, Jenny. What
happened? Where were you? They
couldn't find you anywhere and you
knew bow desperately Important It
waa that you should aea the Old
Han at ten. I told him that you
were the sort of dreamy child who
probably thought ha meant ten at
nlgbt; but I'm pretty aura he didn't
believe that either. Anyway, he In
sisted on coming here and seeing
you tor himself. But what hap
pened that you weren't at the
hotel?"'
: "I waa selfish. I wanted a day
to myself." Jenny gripped the lace
of the coverlet and tried to say that
ahe had wanted to spend the day
had hoped and dreamed that she
was going to spend the day with
the man who loved Oeorgle and
who meant nothing to Oeorgle at
all. But the worda lay like bluer
aloea upon ber llpa and would not
be uttered. "I'm terribly sorry. I
can't explain." , .
Oeorgle pressed down the lid ot
the sultcaae and clicked the locka
hut. She seemed to be aatlsfted
with the halting words.
: "Well, all's serene for the mo
ment You won't let me down
again, I'm confident ot that; not
now that you've tackled the most
difficult part ot the scheme, the Old
Man himself." 8he returned to the
guesslng-table, powdered hastily,
and combed her hair. "It's most
extraordinarily fortunate that he
should have taken a liking to you.
Perhaps you remind blm ot bis long
dead wife or aomethlngl"
Jenny waa jarred by the laugh.
"Ferhapa h likes ma because I
tike blm." she said. "Yes, 1 Ilka him
'very much. Why abouldn't I?"
"Only because everyone baa al
ways found blm absolutely unendurable!"
no wonder be
"Then
lonely."
Amazed, Georgia dropped the
comb, picked It up, bumped her
head on the corner of the table and
knocked over a chair.
"George, truly Eddie can't stand
any nolBe. You'll see for yoursell
In a minute how appallingly nerv
ous he la."
Oeorgle righted the chair and sat
down on It.
"What did you say, Jen?"
At a loss, Jenny repeated It.
"Are you telling me that Eddie is
actually In thla apartment? Actual
ly In the kitchen? That he was
really there when you told the Old
Man"
"Of courne, he waa really there!
Of course, be Is In there now! What
in the world makes you think be
shouldn't be?"
"Because late last night I rang up
the hospital and said I would take
a car down and fetch him during
the morning." But she spoke me
chanically, her attention concen
trated on Jenny. "Then then you
see, I thought you were Just bluffing
the Old Man, Just posing as an anx
ious wife. And all the while you
weren't acting at all? You were
really anxious, really angry?"
Jenny slipped off the bed. She
(olt, faintly, that contraction of the
heart that she bad endured outside,
In the ball; the desolating fear that
Gscrgle waa changed towards her.
No, not that!
"Go In and see him now," she
urged. She took the key from her
pocket and laid It on Georgia's knee.
"He baa been longing for you, long
ing and longing. All the more be
cause the Idea of seeing anyone else
simply terrifies him. I'm hoping
he a asleep. But it you wake him
and say you're only going away for
a little while and that you'll never
leave him, once you're borne again,
you'll begin to cure him, aa no one
else can. You'll see, dearest, that
It Is so." .
Georgia smiled faintly. The
strangeness went from her eyes;
she leaned to Jenny and klsaed ber
lightly on the cheek. And again
Jenny felt that they had come close
In spite of something.
"You're a quaint, solemn little
creature and I'm a fool. No, I won't
wake him; It's far better that ' I
should slip, away and that you
should tell him I couldn't stop."
Georgia Jumped up and, as though
her movement were a signal, there
waa a knock on the outer door.
"That's the Old Man's valet. Mace,
sent to tell me to hurry up. I can't
stand the man, he's like a mole; but
he's rather a power in bla own way.
Let me pass, honey what's the
matter?"
Jenny could not clearly say what
was the matter. She found hersell
with her back to the door, barring
Oeorgie'a way out
"You simply can't go without see
ing Eddie. You can't. Perhaps you
don't understand what you mean to
him. Ha needs you. HeSa been
counting the minutes. Because he's
asleep It doesn't mean that he Isn't
waiting tor you he'a only eleepy
because they had to give him some
thing to get him here quietly. Even
0111 will tell you that Eddie was 10
thankful to get home."
Oeorgie'a face was set She hurled
words, back at Jenny aa though they
were stones to hurt her.
And you object to being called
chlldlshl You silly child, you talk
about my never leaving Eddie again
will you tell me, please, who Is to
keep him and ma In thla charming
little home If I lose my Job? What
do you think Eddle'a savings are?
Enough for a year, perhaps. What
do you think mine are? Nothing at
all. Actually, I'm heavily overdrawn
at the bank and I've more bills to
meet than I've ever had betorel
"Don't don't look like that
Jennyl Don't look so shocked I"
She trlod to laugh. "I'm going to
turn over a new leaf, 1 swear It But
In the meantime, get out ot my way
and let ma do the only thing I can
and earn, earn, earn-l"
The aummona at the door was
repeated and Georgia pushed her
way out
Jenny, gazing after her, saw that
outside the front door stood a short
slightly stooped man with close-set
eyes. He took the suitcase and the
door closed. Presently, from the
street below, cam the aound of a
big car eliding Into speed.
Jenny picked up the key from
where it had fallen to the Door
and went slowly to the kitchen, At
any rate, ahe thought Irrelevantly,
Eddie need sot be locked In any
longer,
The next moment ahe heard his
vole.
'Georgia? Girl, darling, la II
you J"
(Copyright, Julia Cklfl-JcMiimiJ
Whin Udells Ones thit Qiorgli It
gona, tomorrow, ho makaa a aur
oritlna proposal te ienety.
ROMS, Italy, June IS. (API The
retribution of Premier Mussolini's
racist government was 1 rlalted at
dawn this morning on two Italian
terrorist who were convicted of hav
ing plotted against II Duce's lite.
The two were Domenlco Bovone
and his aealatant, Angelo Bberdellotto.
Bound aatrlde a chair, they were shot
to death from ths back.
Five hundred blark-ahlrt militia
men, with daggers upnilard, gave the
faaclst war cry, "A not," (to vial) aa
tht shot of the firing squad rang
eut end each bullet-riddled body
sagged limply In the bonds that held
It.
DKNV1R. June la (AP) Den
ver's aporadlc liquor waa flared
anew last night, leaving one man
dead, another beaten while a third
waa sought for questioning.
Morris Cohn, S3, waa the victim.
He waa shot In a battle over a
huge liquor each and died aeveral
hour later. Benjamin Oreruteln.
found beaten by police Inveatlxatlug
the shooting, waa being held for
queatlonlng. Max Wine, police char
acter, waa the man nought,
Mrs. Cohn aald her huaband had
been employed by Max Wine as
a liquor runner. Wine, the aald,
waa fearful Cohn would teatlty
againat him In a pending ptohlbl- i
tion case,
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