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DON'T MARRY THE MAN
By Jettn Bowmen
the Charm-ten
Kathleen Gregory goee Wut
incognito to secure a riohf-o-way
for the Gregory mine ihaf
from MacDonald.
DoneJd MacDonald hatei the
Gregory', euepecte Kathleen'
identity.
Bridget: Kathlten't companion.
Yesterday: Balmy oivee Kath
leen the key to the MacDonald
Gregory feud half a blood
stained ehirt and telle her to
piece it to the other half.
Chapter 24
Hours Of Torture
TEW Year's Eve and the Mac-
1 Donalds arrived together.
Kathleen, standing at the win
dow, looking down at Donald Mac
Donald, thought she'd never seen
anyone as nandsome. .
The disturbing, quick smile, the
quickening light in his eyes, then
at her beckoninc the sure, swift
stride that brought him up the
Gregory steps and through the
door before she could gather her
reserve aoout ner.
"Seems like we've been away a
year," he greeted, lifting the band
aged hands. "How are they?
Mother had a letter from the doc
tor. He says you'll be strumming
tne Keys witn them before spring
ana no graiung necessary."
Bridget came in before Kathleen
had time to answer, and still hold
ing the bandaged hands, Donald
turned to her. "Into your glad rags,
we're stepping out tonight. Hotel
for dinner, then on to a dance.
How about it Cleo. feel up to it?"
"Right now," answered Kath
leen. "I could climb mountains
and do a Suzy Q on the peak.
She felt that evening that she
had climbed mountains and the
air at the top was rarefied, leaving
ner Duoyani. careiree.
They returned before midnight
and Kathleen had the memory of
the first and last and many other
dances witn Donald and his solici
tude concerning her injured hands.
"You girls go on in," Donald
ordered.
They went in. A few moments
later the midnight chimes rang
out and on the last echo there was
a rap at the door, and in walked
Donald with an armload of wood
and a hod of coal.
Another rap and Norman came
in with a second load.
"Why the two?" inquired
Bridget.
"Because," answered Donald,
"something tells me one of the two
of you will be having a home of
your own before this year ends,
and we would bring you both good
fare."
Kathleen looked at Bridget and
was astonished at the radiance she
saw. Bridget was agreeing. She
was looking at Donald as though,
already, there was some secret
understanding between them,
A pain, greater than the searing
of her hands seared her heart: a
sickening nauseating pain. She
slipped from the room and went
to the veranda to look out on the
cold hills, the painted cliffs
shrouded In snw, the white blaze
of stars.
She knew now with a sense of
defeated finality that she was in
love with Donald MacDonald: a
love as hopeless as her quest for
the right-of-way. She couldn't
fight Bridget even if there were
hopes of an ultimate victory.
Donald found her there He ap-
firoached. warily, and Kathleen,
urning, thought they were like
two fencers, each waiting for the
other to take the offensive so they
could gauge their defense ac
cordingly "You shouldn't be here." he
ventured
'I Need Some Advice'
"I KNOW " she agreed with a
softness In her voice he'd never
heard before, "but I like to come
out and see the bigness of things
I wondei why people who live in
the open like this haven't broader
more tolerant views."
"Balmy says horizons are In
dividual and not limited bv physi
cal outlook"
"That settles it," laughed Kath
leen. "I wouldn't attempt to argue
with him."
"Wait here for me. I've some
thing I want to ask vou. I need
some advice"
He returned In b few moments
with blankets and rugs and thev
settled on broad veranda sill.
"You've changed a lot since
you've been here. Cleo."
"Changed?"
He sat beside her. his arm blue
ing her. '1 should say developed.
At first vou went around with a
chin on vour shoulder"
'That's. -still there but It's been
there so Ions it's worn groove to
St into and doesn't knock off as
easily."
MacDonald laughed "You would
explain it that way," he chided.
"but I meant you've been too busy
helping others to think about the
chip"
"I don t deserve any credit for
that. I tusl happened to be am
bling past Mrs MneBnde's when
she rushed out looking for some
one to stay with Laura "
"And of course vou were forced
to go after a local doctor? And
you had ... uti:g Laura, the first
of your patients, into your own
Quarters? And cf course you had
! to stamp out the fire with vour
hands because tncre wasn t time
to go for water if Balmy's Bible
wasn't to be burned."
Kathleen glanced up swiftly, but
MacDonald's face was too breath
takingly close. "Any one would
have reacted the same way." she
demurred. "But what has all of
this to do with the value of the
pound sterling?"
MacDonald looked out across
the snow, up to the blue-black sky
with its blazing white stars, then
softly he spoke. "Just this. Sup
pose a man were in love with a
girl who came from a world en
tirely different from his; whose
people lived across the continent;
whose . . . say religion, was to
tally different from his. Would he
have the right to make her for
sake her people, her world, her
religion, for him? And would she
do it?"
Kathleen had tensed. Bridget's
people lived in another social
world; lived a thousand miles
.from Neutrality, two thousand
from Los Angeles.
Poor Bridget. Kathleen tried to
put herself in her friend's place.
Would she give up her family, the
very background of her individ
uality for the man she loved, when
they had done nothing to deserve
such desertion?
Afraid to look at MacDonald,
lest he see what was in her eyes,
loving him with a love that seemed
half hatred because it wrought
such havoc in her heart, she
studied. At least she could help
Bridget.
'Only One Like Her'
SHE answered his question with
firm finality. "A man who
would demand a girl sacrifice hei
principles in such a fashion,
doesn't love the girl enough to
think of marriage.
"But Cleo, he does love her tre
mendously. He's fought it from the
moment he first saw her. God
knows she's the last person in a
world full of girls that he would
have chosen if he'd had any say.
He hadn't. He knows there's only
one like her; only one as com
pletely line and adorable. What
is he going to do about it?"
Kathleen felt she could not stand
the torture of listening to that low,
fiassinnate voice expressing its
ove for another. She slipped from
the sill. "Accept her as she is, and
remember that she is as she Is,
because of her heritage."
MacDonald stood beside her. "J
can't do that! Isn't there any other
way?"
Down the trail yellow lanterns
came swinging, polka dots of mov
ing light. Voices came softly, the
sound of footsteps crunching in
the snow.
A mischievous smile appeared
on Kathleen's face. "Once upon a
time you suggested Balmy s in
fluence would be good for my soul.
Why don't you try some? He'll
teach you the real meaning of
love. You shouldn't expect the girl
to do what you say you can't do."
She hurried Into the house to be
ready to receive her guests. This
was the nieht one paid off old
scores. She hoped she had settled
her debt to Bridget.
But all through the hours, and
until dawn came gliding across
the snow, first gray, then golden.
she thought of that one hour with
Donald MacDonald. and she won
dered how he had known what
happened in Balmy s cot.
Out of that evening she had
only the cold consolation of Don
ald looking upon her as a friend.
She must build on this. It was one
step towards the fulfillment of her
new plan. She must teach him to
respect and trust the Gregorys
The days that followed were
lonely days The use of hands, she
thought, like love, was something
one didn i miss until denied.
Bridget, absorbed in the writing
of her book, and In her dreams
moved about In silent radiance.
Kathleen soent her hours visit
ing the Gregory mine homes
learning graduu Iv to grasD han
dles and handle bedding, listening
to stories of the olc. world and the
early mining days, welcomed al
ways as an eager Istener is wel
comed.
The mini doctor, meeting her at
the advent of a lustv-voiced
brother to Laura frowned at hei
and suggested a tonic. Unable to
convince her she needed one he
appealed to Balmy.
"It's her heart, not her system,
that needs a tonic." the old man
said.
For Kathleen's evenings were
not lonely, thev were hours of ex
quisite torture. The MacDonalds
were tireless In their efforts to
make life pleasant fot the two
fllrls. And Kathleen was tireless
n her effort to make life pleasant
for Bridget She turned her charm
on Norman, contriving to leave
Donald and Br'dget alone to
gether, and was humiliated con
stantly ov Norman's obvious pref
erence for the Irish girl s com
pany. Was slu so unattractive that
no man wanted her company?
It didn't make It easier to know
that Donald saw this and sought
to take the sting out of it bv treat
ing her with esprcial tenderness
and consideration.
Tomorrow: K.thlrtn rum away.
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Holder of half a dozen world rec
ords la Mlaa Helen Stephens, ace
woman track star of Pulton, Mis
souri. Strange as it seems, la a se
ries of more than 70 consecutive
races In which she competed, Mbts
Stephens lost not once.
A sprinter of fine form, she has
a stride of between 8Vj and id feet,
which Is beyond that of most men.
Since her debut in major competi
tion tn 1936 she haa never lost a
race to another woman.
Mlsa Stephens' records Include the
100 meters, 11.5 seconds; 100 yards,,
10.4 seconds; 200 meters, 24.4 sec
onds; standing broHd Jump, 8 feet
8 '4 Inches; 8-pound shot put, 41
feet, 11 inche. and discus throw.
2 pound 3!ii ounces, 133 feet, 6
Inches.
largest Hiimhurger
Spurred by an odd creative urge,
rive chefs of Broome's Sandwich
Shop. Santa Barbara. California, con
structed a bigger hamburger than
had ever been made before.
Ingredient consisted of 65 pounds
of ground steak, 13 pounds of
cheese, eight hearts of lettuce, one-
half gallon of mayonnaise, two
pounds of salt and one-quarter
pound of pepper. It was served on
a bun 52 Inches across.
Witch-Hazel
Because of the tendency of Its
branches to twist In all directions,
the witch-hazel plant was used by
treasure-seekers to make divining
rods. Because of this belief that It
possessed strange, supernatural pow
ers, the plant earned Its present
name.
Monday; The Cookie Queen.
all struck with virtually the same
force Indicates that the wriUr Ik
generally good In several fields but
not necessarily specialized in any.
The "pounder who makes deep im
prints In the paper Is enslly distract
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centrator.
Those who type words where the
letters are not all struck with equal
force aro sensitive and usually pos- 1
sesa a great deal of personality.
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more marked the person Is overly j
sensitive and possesses a sketchy mind
with instinct dominating reason.
Kim! of a Romance
OAKLAND, Calif., Nov. 10.
Alclde VirchaiuE, 49, an embalmer,
shot and killed the woman he loved
as she snt beside him last night
driving an automobile, and he then
turned the pistol on himself and
committed suicide, the Oakland po
lice reported.
Phono 542 We ll noul away youi
refuse. City Sanitary Service.
Wool Mnrt slow
BOSTON, Nov. 19. (AP-USDA)
The volume of business in the Boston
wool market during the past week
was small.
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CORVALUS, Nov, 19. (P) Anson
H. Smith. Portland, was chosen vice
president of Phi Kappa Phi, all
college honorary society of Oregon
State college at an initiation banquet
last night. Among those Initiated
was Darle W. Dudley, Salem,
THE WORLD AT ITS WORST
BY GLUYAS WILLIAMS
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