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WFTDFOTCD MATT, THTBTTNrE. METVFOT?D, OT?EOONT. TVETINFRDAY. NtOYTCM"BEI? 1fi. 1938. DON'T MARRY THE MAN -fly Jem Bowmti The Character Kathleen Gregory: poet Wett Incognito to secure a Hflht-o-xvau lor the Gregory mine shaft from MacDonald. Donald MacDonald: hatea the Greooryf. Bridget: Kathleen' companion. Yesterday: Kathleen'! father asks her to get the paper proving priori! of claim from Balmy, in a violent quarrel Kathleen reluct. Chapter 21 .Up la Flame rOWNSTAIRS Donald MacDon- aid paced the floor and came to a stop before his mother to utter few words, then pace on. 1 didn t eavesdrop, he pro tested. I only heard a few words, lust enough to know that there U letter which will prove priority of claim of the Gregorys; that she, as I've suspected at times, and forced myself to deny at others, is The Golden Girl; and that her father has ordered her to get that document away from the old man. Bhe will. He's crazy about her." Mrs. MacDonald shook her head. "And because he is, as you call it, crazy about her, he'll never give it to ner. lou Know Balmy as well as I do. Balmy's love for all man kind is greater than his love and loyalty to The Golden GirL That very loyalty would preent him from putting a weapon into her hands. You know his beliefs. He'd feel he was harming her." "But imagine rotters who'd play the game that way; who'd hate a ramiiy enougn to want to wreck them " "Son," interposed his mother. "Your father would have hated Angus Gregory enough to do the same thing. You know I adore Donald's memory. I'd be the last one to stain it before his son, but truth is truth. And you haven't exactly loved them yourself, my Doy. "Loved theml" exclaimed Don ald. "I hate them. I detest every hair in that girl's head; under stand, detest it and her and every thing she stands for. I want her out from under this roof tomorrow morning." "I think you'd better go to the hotel and stay there until I send for you." Mrs. MacDonald arose, regal little figure, her face frozen Into unrelenting linea. "This is my house until you marry, and I'D have no hatred despoiling it" "I'm sorry, mother," he stood be fore her. contrite for the harm he, had done her. "But I . . ..oh " "I know, dear." Her hand stated the head, bowed to her shojiffer. "I know so much more thajyen you know . . about youry. When Kathleen . ame down in the morning h' eyes were still slightly swollen, and her manner apologetic. Bridget was manifestly worried. She had tried to reason with tier before she had left her the previous night. "I know your father better than you do," she had insisted. "He was lust talking. That's the best thing he does. He's baffled. Ha'i found lomething he can't buy and he's trying to bluster his way to it. He'd never do anything really wrong." But Knthlec-n wasn't so sure. She sipped orange iuice, nibbled at toast and sipped coffee. "Mrs MacDonald," she said suddenly. "Balm" had the Gregorys to tea yesterday. They're staying on for tow days. 1 feel we've imposed upon you long enough. We'll move down to the hotel today." "You'll do nothing of the kind," retorted Mrs. MacDonald. 'Neutral Ground' "I5UT . . . you don't understand," Kathleen protested miserably. "We yesterday they talked of the feud and the right-of-way and well we've seen a lot of the Gregory people, the miners, more than we have of the MacDonalds and . . my sympathy is with them. I can't break bread with you under the circumstances." Mrs. MacDonald laughed gaily. "Well bless your heart, now you have to stay. I've no sympathy with this feud. This is my house, though the mine is In my son's control. Won't you consider this neutral ground? As far as the Gregorys are concerned, they and their sym pathizers, I wouldn't care If you were The Golden Girl herself Per sonally. I've admired what I've heard of her. It's always seemed a pity to me that such a spirited girl couldn't find some nne outlet for her talents " Kathleen found herself in the woman's arms. "I could almost like Donald for being your son," she whispered, and was surprised at the laugh this evoked Joey-wide-eves, perched on the rear barrier fence, whistled a queer flute-like tune Entranced (ne girls looked out to see him frantically beckoning. "The Angus gentleman desires parley with person In owner of car. ne shrilled. Bridget sighed. "That means me. she said, and donned wraru She returned an hour later to find Kathleen alone. "He wants to drive to the mine ' Bridget explained briefly, then launched Into the real mission. "And more than anything he wanted to have me assure you he hadn't meant what he said last night He'll bargain with Balmy as you would have bargained." Kathleen relaxed for the first time. "Oh, I'm glad. Belief in the integrity of your family means so much, Bridget." She remained at the window, laughed heartily at her father try ing to control the old car as it bucked down the hill with clanking chains, and then she stiffened. The moment the car was out of sight, Beatrice Gregory had ap peared. For a moment she scanned the MacDonald lodge, then as though assured no one was watch ing, sot off across the drifts towards the mine trail Beatrice Gregory had questioned Old Balmy about that back route to his cot, Kathleen remembered. Kathleen wasted a few momenta arguing with herself, berating her self for her suspicions. But couldn't that have been her father's reason for reassuring her? Hadn't he been trying to throw her off guard? She thrust her arms into a white ski coat she had made from a Hopi blanket, pulled a white stocking cap over her curls, donnqfl ga loshes, and set forth in the wake of her aunt. It was easy enough to follow her tracks. They led, as Kathleen had suspected, to the summer mine trail, then back towards Balmy's cot. Kathleen came quietly up on the terrace and peered in through a window. Beatrice sat before the table, a sheaf of letters spread be fore her; a stack of envelopes to one side, the right side. Her face was obscured by the blue smoke of her cigarette. 'You Can't Do This' SOFTLY, swiftly, Kathleen sliDned around the house to the front door. Beatrice couldn't d this. She found she wasn't fighting for Old Balmy; she wasn't tryinp to protect the MacDonalds, she wa." trying to protect her belief in the integrity of her own people. Opening the door she stepped in Beatrice was no longer smoking both hands were occupied with opening another envelope. "Aren't you proud of yourself,' observed Kathleen. Beatrice Gregory started, then laughed. "We should have em ployed you as a detective Instead of a vampire; we'd Have had better results." She went on reading. "Aunt Bee. you can't do this. I shan't let you. "Do U"iat; groaned the woman. Didn't my own father write these lettras? Haven't I the right to read tliem?" 'Not without Balmy's permis sion, but is that all you intend doing?" 'Oh. stop your unmitigated mor alizing. You weren't too noble to use your own method ol gaining the right-of-way. All I'm trying to do is learn if the information these contain Is worth the price vour father is paying tor them. You mean Balmy will sell them?" "Don't be a bigger fool than nec essary. I'm speaking of the replace ment of cots. Ah." she exclaimed in triumph, "this letter is dated June 17. That means the next will have the story of the strike and filing-" it was then she screamed. Kathleen saw a tinv spiral of smoke burst into rosy flame. The next moment the flame had licked at the old, tinder dry letters, lifted them into a whirling blaze, ran in stream down the table cover to the fringe. The top of the round table was an Inferno and in the center lay Balmy's Bible, an ancient web leaf book given him by his mother and prized above all possessions. ine whole scene had changed in second. Kathleen rushed tor ward and slapped at the flame! with her bare hands, crushed thi palm of them down over the cloth Creased the fragment left over the ook. then smothered the book tr her. The rear door had opened. Olo Balmy, breathing heavily, had en tered. He looked at Kathleen bui spoke to Beatrice. "1 trust ye an satisfied, Miss Gregory. Ye'vf made the decision for us. Kathleen stared at the table. Thi letters were filmy cinders. Proof of the claim's priority had been destroyed (or all time. Gently, Balmy took the book from Kathleen and she was aware of her hands. The palms were scared, quivering areas of agony nna sne was aware oi ner position. It was as compromising as that of Beatrice's. She'd never before re alized how much this queer old fellow's regard meant to her She could explain. But then again she couldn't Beatrice was her aunt; a Gregory. She met hii questioning eyes and her own filmed with tears of pain, werr veiled with lashes, lest he read thi answer Splendid work, lass," he com mended. "We must get you to the hospital. Angus Gregory is steam ing up the hill." With surprising agility he rushec out to stop Gregory, then rushed back to wrap the hands with sof linen and to help Kathleen an; Beatrice into the car. (CHmtKt 19 IS. I im, wf Monday: Christmas present I OF NEWS EVENTS OUE IS noCHESTEIt, N. Y.. 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Seven channels now uli.-tted for Television will he sutfMci.t for :l.e pr sent, Kiuns worth ml-i. as I ?p transmission distance u h e'arlty now to .0 milei nnd "tneie I itile poMthtUty It ever will exceed that " "lot" In frrel, ' alitor. P1NDI.A Y. O. i IT i A K. Redl It thounht ne mw ju'.t mi. th.-r . in In A dry crreK Vm - mr,' nd Its IC'Mh. Th ' " , i,r four-foot Aliwnt-.tr livm Honda, STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX For further proof iddreaa the author, inclosing a fUmped envelopa for reply. Beg. U. 8. Pat Oft VJfV? PRIMTfeD IN 1b BURY i m&ToWK C0U1MPU4 -W- iili twvrrcu nri 337 fcmcisco Restaurateur, &tmo over looo.ooo ORDERS oT MM AN0t665 , IN Vr VenR4--W-33) ORDER HIMSSIf f frtf?tt oo Tie IN 3 YEARS -WERE PLMtP SV nMiilnnti f AAV 1 W POLYTECHNIC IMtTuTey A W6H SCrtooUy SUBURBAN HEIGHTS V-..S..' 7111-. '. Pi WO'SIORY HOUSE -fe m$ EHTlRBW WRAPPED IN CELLOPHANE feirathtnore-al-- Manhaeset L.l, N. t ) House In Cellophane , Strange as It seems, an entire two- fltory residence was completely wrap ped In cellophane recently as a novel eales promotional plan. Bli thousand square feet of the cellulose film were required to en velop the building. A 12-foot zip per was placed In front over the door and a huge ribbon circled the second story. Over 8800 persons vis ited the house on the first day It was exhibited, according to the New York realtors. In June, 1937, a brand new trans- continental air liner was similarly "christened" by . breaking the seal on a cellophane film that com pletely wrapped the ship. This cere mony took place at the Burbank, Calif., airport. Cofree Dan Well known to San Francisco diners la John ("Coffee Dan") Davis, who for 24 years operated in the Bay City a restaurant famous for his dish of ham and eggs. Coffee Dan believes he has served more orders of that specialty than any other living .rson. In :hc 24 years from 1009 through 1933, when he retired. Coffee Dan dished up over 1,000,000 orders of ham and PRB8- Dominican Stamps One of the strangest of all stamp Issues Is that of the Dominican Re public, printed In 1899 to raise funds to bury Christopher Columbus In a new mausoleum built for him. Tomorrow: What State was both t'nlon and Confederate during Ihc Civil War? BIG SUM SPENT TO SALEM, Nov. IS. (API Oregon Btialneas & Investors, Inc., spent $35R6 In Ita successful fight to de feat the citizens' retirement annuity bill, which would have levied a two per cent transactions tax to finance pensions of about 965 a month for oldsters. Hood River Growers' club con tributed 492 to the fund to support tho Inltlntlve to regulate picketing and boycotting, while Secretary of State Earl Snell spent S518 In his re-election campaign. The committee supporting Rex Putnam, state superintendent of public Instruction, reported contri butions of 9231. Siitivenlrs ASTORIA. Nov. 16 IAP1 C Ion Steckel, Portland, came back today from Ice-bound Naknek river In Alaska, where the Columbia River Packers association Is constructing new cannery, and finding himself with a lot of souvenirs, none of which he could understand why he bought, put them on sale. The sou venirs 15 large reindeer antlers. Thief Rests Conscience. ST. CAFtTHERINES, Ont. (UP) A solid silver communion service, stolen from St. Thomas church dur ing the night, was returned the next nr,ht by the conscience-stricken thief. 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