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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.
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prwllrtrtl today early cvrn,tT
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cln'ion received n report MVing tei-
vlnlon receiving net would be tvnll
Rble to tht general public next
spring.
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Terence new trnnomitttiiR vsccum
tube which, he snid. coupled with
a cimr lens of 0-inch foc.il length
would neiirt Impul.ics through a port
able transmitter to a central station
tor retrnnsmlMion.
The lent can be Inter.hfiiv'.!. he
declared, ao A "csmrrn' nton tt.v
dlum could pick up field net ion with
A telescopic lena.
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
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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
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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.
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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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