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MTTtFOTTD MATL TRTBTTNTS, METVF'O'RT), QREGpy, FRIDAY, OCTOBER 28, 1938.
DON'T MARRY THE MAN
-By Jum Bowmmt-
The Characters
Kathleen Orecoryl beau(lut,
rcdhalred daughter of Angus
Gregory who owm The Golden
Girl mine.
Brldiet Wley: Gregory'! ex-
secretary.
Veiterday: K a t hi n and
Bridget plan to drive incognito to '
Neutrality, the town on the Colorado-Utah
line where the mine ie
located.
Chapter Five
1 Hate That Man'
THE road from Gallup, New
Mexico, ran due north for ninety-nine
miles, then following the
I in of least resistance, wound
around the base of Colorado s ban
Juan range.
Kathleen was confident the first
ninety miles were the lonaest.
They d wheeled Into . tourist
camo alter dark, tossed on lmnos
ib!e beds, and wheeled out before
daylight.
As the Impertinent nose of their
lecondhand car turned across the
tracks and headed on the last lap
of their Journey, she yawned.
"This will be the first sunrise
Tve seen from this end of the
day, she confided.
Bridget looked at the gray, tree-
less hills which merged with a
cloudy gray sky. "If any," she re
torted. The miles spun under the
wheels, the gray sky lowered ana
the hours ticked off, but not a sign
of civilization broke the monot
ony. Soon after noon they reached
the mountains, turned off the main
highway to a dirt road which of
fered a short cut to Neutrality,
and followed it until they found a
spot where dusty Cottonwood
trees waved hopefully over the
dry bed ol a stream.
Here, Bridget having prepared
breakfast, Kathleen spread the
lunch she had prepared.
"You're Improving," Bridget as
sured her after the first bite.
"Improving!" mocked Kathleen.
"Look at me, a scar for every day
we've been on the road. Is there
anything in Cleo Riley to remind
you of the darling of the Gregory
elan? Did you ever before see a
uregory wltn a olacK eye? '
Bridget laughed happily. "It's
only a pale green today," she re
assured.
There was nothing but the color
of her hair to remind Bridget of
Katnieen uregory. The uptuvept
coiffure which the newspapers had
flaunted as the first on the conti
nent, had been sacrificed. Now the
hair curled about her head in tight
ringlets.
A few freckles had popped forth
on the aristocratic Gregory nose,
but it was the shiner Kathleen
had achieved by meeting a cabin
door halfway, that gave her the
slightly ribald look; the shiner
and the outfit.
New Mexico had rushed the sea
son and after one day of halt
freezing they had tossed a coin to
tee whether they d unpack to the
bottom layer of the tonneau for
winter clothes or purchase some.
A purchase was indicated but all
they could find at that night's stop
was a tiny store. From it they had
taken slacks which were brown,
pull-overs which were gray and
berets of rich magenta.
They spent an hour resting, then
let forth with storm clouds ahead;
elouds that whirled menacingly
round mountain peaks, lifting to
reveal cold, while caps, then low
ering in angry darkness.
The road grew dim as they
Seared the narrow, unimportant
lghway which would lend them
to Neutrality. There was an argu
ment over whether they turned
left or right after they had tra
versed this. Again the flip of a coin
and they turned left onto a seem
ingly one-way trail which wound
along the edge of a cliff.
Tin-Can Cowboy
yVTH Bridget at the wheel
Kathleen was free to look over
the edge. Below, barely visible in
the half-light, were jogged rocks
like angry teeth, waiting for them.
"All we need now is a flat tire,"
ihe moaned.
There was a sharp report and
the car swerved towards the rim.
"There you are," offered Bridget,
Jamming brakes.
"You are too doggone accommo
dating," scolded Kathleen, emerg
ing gingerly from the car, "Espe
cially as Its my turn to change.
Well," she rolled up her sleeves,
"here goes."
Gently they coaxed the car
down the incline to a spot near
the hillside of the cliff, then Kath
leen set to work with jack and
monkey-wrench.
Manfully she labored with the
heavy wheel and in the process
transferred the oil and grime
from the tire to her face. Fretfully
she worked as the storm gathered
and darkness descended. The ber
et, pushed back too far, fell to the
ground and was whisked away by
the wind that played havoc with
the red curls.
"Bring me the flashlight,
Bridget, she pleaded. "The tire's
on and I'm two bolts over . . .
quick!" she screamed. "There's a
car coming , . , flag it down before
it hits usl'T
There was a scrunching of tires
on the road and the approaching
car came to a stop a few yards be
hind them. For a moment it waited,
then the driver began honking
the horn. First came a tentative
little, "Well, how about it," toot,
next a strident demand for right-of-way,
and then a series of elec
trical epithets.
Having been two bolts over on
the replaced tire, Kathleen found
she was several under on the
spare. Down on her hands and
knees she searched frantically,
trying to keep pace with Bridget'!
erratic manipulation of the flash
light and infuriated by the raucous
honking. -
"Wait a minute," she cried in
exasperation, jumped up, ran a
grimy hand over a grimy face and
stalked back to come face to face
with the man just leaving the car.
For a full moment the two of
them stood staring at each other.
Kathleen in full glare of the head
lights, the man just beyond. And
then she began her withering de
nunciation. "Just another big he-man from
the West," she observed, acidly.
"Who do you think you are, any
how? What do you think you are,
you great big lumbering tin-can-cowboy!
What do you mean ait
ting there honking at us as though
you owned this road--" .
"I do!"
Kathleen, started and stared
anew. She couldn't see much of
the face, excepting that there were
dark brows ana a small dark
moustache. The campaign hat cov
ered his hair and shaded his eyes;
the reflected lights gave him
saturnine appearance.
"Oh, you do," she retorted. "I
suppose you're Mister Neutrality,
in person. No wonder the road if
narrow and crooked. I'll bet you
own the sole garage and spend the
dark hours sprinkling tacks "
"This is not the road to Neu
trality." The man's voice was even but
it sounded as though it was hold
ing back a wrath that threatened
to break through and shame the
coming storm.
"Then for goodness sake,"
breathed Bridget, who had ap
proached, "what road is this?"
"A private back road to the Mae
Donald mine, I am Donald Mac
Donald." Sheer Cussetlness
KATHLEEN GREGORY backed
away from Donald MacDonald.
She set her heels squarely, clasped
her hands tightly behind her and
drew a long oreath.
Bridget looked at her. "Cleo."
she gasped, "the blood pressure."
Kathleen relaxed, one dicin I
know how much she had looked
like her father, nor how Bridget
could have sensed what was com
ing, she only knew that all of the
venemous remarks she had ready
must be swallowed.
Bridget was explaining theii
firedicament to MacDonald. Kath
een felt she could not stand
hearing her campanion use such
dulcet tones. Savagely she snatch
ed the flashlight from her and re
turned to her search,
"Were you looking for these?"
Inquired Donald MacDonald, pick
ing a handful of bolts from the
runninff board. He turned hil
flashlight from the bolts to Kath
leen's face and she feH an urge
to murder h'm as he laughed.
Without a word she wheeled
away, slipped into the tonneau
among the blankets, bags and
groceries, ir he was smart enough
to find what she'd SDent half an
hour looking for, he could be
smart enough to put them In their
respective holes on the spare car
rier.
He didn't. He opened the rear
door and worked the deflated tire
In beside Kathleen. "Better not
wait to attach this unless you want
to get caught in the storm. You'll
have to leave it at the garage anyway."
Kathleen sat cramped behind
the tire, angry, humiliated, cold
anil hnnffrv If flrt imnrouinni
meant anything, she might as well
turn right around and drive back
to New York. She'd never be able
to stand this man close enough to
ameliorate any or his cussed-
ness, providing said cussednesi
wasn't beyond all amelioration.
And it was obvious he had no
use for her. They were enrout
now and he was talking animated
ly to the delighted Bridget, and
pointedly ignoring her.
They came back to the point on
the highway where the roads had
forked. "You were both right, and
both wrong." he was telling Brid
get. "You turn neither way, go
straight north. Better step on it,
mis loons line a real storm.
Kathleen squirmed out of the
tonneau and reached the door by
the driver's seat just as Mac
Donald stepped out.
nope l n see you again, he
was saying pleasantly.
"Not If I see you first." snapped
Kathleen.
MacDonald made way for her,
"I wasn't referring to you," he in
formed her icily. "When I want
to see a catamount I'll go to a
zoo."
"Don't," advised Kathleen. "One
look at you and they'd let the cata
mount out and put you behind the
bars."
(Cor-vriffht, tut, hy JtanH BovmanJ
Tomorrow: Unneutral Neutrality.
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MISSION SERVICE
AT SACRED HEART
A special mission &ervtc will be
gin at the Sacred Heart Catholic
church next Sunday at the 10:30
o'clock mans. Rev. Father Edw. J.
Jennings, C. S. S. R., will conduct
the ml Ml on, whichv will continue
ihroughout the week, closing Sun
day. November fl.
Father Jennings is a member of
the congregation of the Most Holy
Redeemer, founded by Saint Alphon
sua Llgourl, In the 18th century, an
outstanding- missionary society, whose
work In teaching and preaching the
truths of Christianity, la well known
throughout the world. The local mis
sion will be a time of special grace
for 'the strengthening of faith and
devotion.
The order of services In the mls-
By 0. fit PAYNE
RIFLE AM SHOOT ( NOT A "RIFLE, IT l&
A COUPLE OT5 Jlt&y V A y
jjjj j
slon at Sacred Heart Church Is as
follows: Solemn opening, Sunday,
October 30. at 10:30 mass. Rosary,
sermon and benediction every eve
ning tt 7:48 o'clock. Week-day masses
will be at C and 8:16 a.m. Solemn
closing, with the Papal Blessing
will take place on Sunday, November
8 at 10:30 a.m.
The mission services axe open to
all of good will.
Good Samaritan
Of Radio Opens
Meetings , Today
Resldenta' of Medford snd sur
rounding territory will have the op
portunity of hearing Reverend Ethel
Duncsn,' th "Good Samaritan of
ti.Htt HMY " Hnllvwanri. in a series
of gospel meetings to be held In
the Hansen building. Sixth and Bart
lett streets, beginning at 7:30 this
evening.
nrMnH DllnA&n "on tour" for
the purpose of meeting In per, on
her multitude of friends wno lis
tened to her program over the air.
Aa the Good Samaritan of KNX,
Hev. Duncan Jieaa me famous 'for her
numerous charities. Her mission In
itr tn nrHri th. teachings of
the Bible and to bring more peo
ple closer In contact with It through
their own churcnes. creeos mean
little to her, she declares.
florvlrjN, will ba held everv week
day n'.ght at 1:30 and a cordial Invi
tation la extended to all.
Docsn t Need Cats.
EVANSVILLE. Ind (AP) Mrs.
Victoria E. Wheeler used to worry
about the rats getting her chickens
but now the birds sre taking care of
matters. She looked out In the
chlken yard when she heard a com
motion the other .day and saw a,
plucky young Rhode Island red roos
ter dragging a rat around by the talU
while the other chickens pecked ths
rodent to death. ;
Divorced at 15.
WABASH, Ind. (AP) Mrs. El I Zi
bet h Posnough. 15-year-old mother
of s nineteen-month-old child, was
the youngest person ever to get a di
vorce In the Wabash circuit court.
She and her husband, Ralph, 19,
were married In NovemDer. 1930.
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(Copyright 1938, by The Bell Syndicate, Inc.)
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