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CHAPTER XVII
"Will you psrmlt m to drive
homo with you, MIm Hrentt"
Bob asked. His ton u cold
noutli to brine a sharp refusal
to Helen's lips, but bit next
word! chocked It utterance.
"t want to tell you about
Era." ha laid.
Helen heiltated, and Mr a.
Knnla further delayed her reply
by laying good night. Bho must,
he explained, aee to her aupper.
Helen watched her hurry up to
the front door and disappear
within the house before aba
turned to Bob, who bad atood
quietly walling for her answer.
"Ia tbera anything you think I
ahould know about your aUter!"
aba asked.
"Yea."
Helen moved over. "Will you
driver
"Brinblivood," Holen
directed. "Do you know where
It lit"
"I've lived In Yonkera all my
Nte," Bob told bar, amillng at
At the end of the
her Question.
"I'm a taring there," Helen aald.
Bob wondered In what capacity.
Surely, be thought, not aa a
gnest of old Cyril Cunningham's.
But he aald nothing of hla con
jecture and presently Helen
asked him about Eva,
Bob' answer was Indirect.
"You ald you were through
with reckless driving," be re
marked. "Did yon mean that?"
Helea waa astonished. "Of
course I did," she answered.
"I would like to believe it,"
Bob aald, "because . . . well, if
yon bad Injured Eva In any way
that might have ruined ber ca
reer It would have been a crime.
She has a great talent we hope
she will be famous some day."
"I'd never have forgiven my
self if ahe'd been permanently
injured," Helen told him.
"I know It," he answered with
a dergee of sincerity that was
puzzling to Helen.
a
1 thought of that," be went
on hurriedly; "what a devil of
a crosa you'd always bear. And
so I wsnted to make you see that
other people people you prob
ably know but little about
have hopes and dreams that mean
as much to them as your pleas
ures do to you. Suppose you
bad learned too late that you
had crashed someone the world
la In need of! And suppose you
bad smashed yourself up?"
Helen laughed with a touch of
bitterness. "I'm afraid," ahe said,
SIDE GLANCES
"Well, you aee, they've teamed together for quite spell and I'd
rather not sell Just the one, but"
oceiitOieat
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"that my Importance In tb world
la of email matter. But I'm glad
to know about your alater. I'd
feel aa bad over hurting anyone,
but In the case of a girl with a
rare talont I would have a great
er responsibility, I'm glad you
told me."
She wished that be had told
ber more why he suddenly be
lieved that she owned heart,
tor one thing.
Bob, too, waa thinking of the
quick change In hta opinion of
her that bad come over blm In
a moment He tried to tell him
self that It waa something that
had been In ber expression as
ahe said good night to bla moth
er. "A yearning that no hard
boiled girl could feel," he put It.
For the rest of the way to
Bramblewood they talked of Eva
and her future. A thought that
she could help the girl'a ambi
tion came to Helen but aha did
not apeak of It to the brother.
"Won't you come In and meet
Mr. Cunningham;" Helen invited
dinner, Helen raggested paddle
when Bob drove
portecochere.
up nnder the
"I'd like to very much," he
agreed readily. "I've seen bim
many time at a distance."
"He's quit nice," Helen said,
thinking of her grandfather's
reputation and wondering It tbla
young man had heard of it.
She waa greatly relieved when
Mr. Cunningham greeted blm
with more than ordinary cordi
ality. Apparently, abe thought,
there waa to be no repetition of
the treatment that had been "ac
corded to her mother.
After the introduction and a
tew words about the accident.
Mr. Cunningham asked Helen It
she had dined. She looked at Bob
and both smiled. It seemed
they had quite forgotten dinner.
"Yon will tay?" she appealed
to him. He nodded in assent
before realizing that he bad done
so. He smiled then over the
idea of following np that nod
with a regret.
"Will you go down and' see
about It, my dear?" Mr. Cunning
ham requested of Helen. "I'd
like to talk with Mr. Ennls."
Helen left rather gaily. At
least ahe wasn't going to be
faced with a dull evening on this
occasion.
Sbe found the butler in the
dining room, arranging her place.
"there will be two, Ashe," she
aald, with a pleasant lilt "And
please give na something nice."
Sbe turned and looked at the
By George Clark
THE
GIRL POOR GiRLf
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table. It waa coldly formal In Us
long expanse of polished mahog
any. With her head tipped to
one aide, like a nodding, yellow
rose, she mused on the poeslblll
tiea of a cosier setting. Sudden
ly she wheeled bark to the butlor.
"It's warm." she said. "Can't
you place a table on the western
veranda?"
"Cndcr the climbing rosea,
Miss!"
"Yea. And a shaded light If
candles won't burn out tbera.
And, Ashe . . ." She paused aud
there waa a hint of laughter In
the corner of her eoftly curving
Hps as ahe aald, "not too much
service."
She hurried then to her room
to dress. Some Instinct that ahe
did not stop to analyse prompted
her to choose something unusual
ly becoming.
Silver cloth that would be
lovely. But It was much too
formal. Thoughtfulnesa for her
guest would not permit her to
overdress and make him uncom-
oa the lake.
fortable by contrast.
What ahould ahe wear? At last
she selected a simple little dinner
gown ot white chiffon with a
spangled cocktail Jacket.
When she entered her grand
father's room her eyes were lit
with a new radiance. The delight
of being lovely and perfectly
gowned, ot glowing wltb health
and atandlng face to face with a
new friend, ran joyously through
her youthful person.
"Charming, my dear," Mr.
Cunningham remarked, and Helen
was moved to go over and klx
him. Cares;ej seemed to -fit her
mood.
"Has Mr. Ennls told you how
he has reformer' me?" sbe asked.
Bob looked uncomfortable, re
membering what he had aald to
her at the hospital. Had he act
ually told this beautiful girl
that she was a menace?"
Helen laughed. Perhaps ahe
saw that he waa impressed with
her appearance. It was quite pos
sible that she did, for she was
perfectly normal.
She did not wait for her grand
father to answer. "Come along,"
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EVENING HERALD. KLAMATH FALLS, OREGON
Frank Lowry Was Leading Man
of Lakeview Section ,
Tom Howell Telia Zek How Lowry Became Hi
Guardian Angel in the '90. Zeke Start Another
Continued Story, So Wipe Your Spec.
BY 7.KKK Hgi'KKK.
IT WAS In Lakeview during
the late 10'a that I first beard
ot Frank Lowry, declared Tom
Howell of Bprague Klver, a tew
day ago, while commenting on
the chivalry and character ot
old timer In Oregon.
I HAD squatted on home
stead In the Coosa Lake valley
and busluea quite often took me
into the county seat While all
the resldenta ot the place were
at first new and atrange, atlll I
would no mora than meet a man
than he would eventually re
mark: "Have you nuule the ac
quaintance of Frank Lowry T
she said
ready."
to Bob. "Dinner la
"Good night, Mr. Ennui," Mr.
Cunningham aald. "Sorry I can
not Join you at dinner, but I
trut you .will visit ua again."
"Thank you, air," Bob an
swered courteously, and left the
possibilities ot the future to the
future. He bad email hope that
a girl like Helen would care to
encourage hla visits.
What abe was in this household
he had not yet discovered, but
it waa plain that Mr. Cunning
ham waa very fond ot her. At
any rate she waa aomeone above
the reach ot a struggling law
student.
That bis thoughts ot her had
gone ao far aa to take into ac
count the apparent difference In
their statloua would have been
significant to Bob had be thought
ot it.
But he was absorbed with the
moment itself. Helen's bright,
richly colored hair and meltlngly
aoft brown eyes were workiug
their magic with blm.
He scarcely knew what food
was set before him, scarcely waa
aware ot the unobtrusive butler's
presence. The setting, delightful
ly romantic, lent an atmosphere
of unreality to the occasion.
Could it be possible. Bob
thought, that It waa he who aat
opposite thla exquisite girl who
talked In a musically modulated
voice that tell upon hi- ears aa
softly as the tinkle of a bell or
the murmur ot a meadow brook?
And at the end of dinner, when
the deml tassea atood halt empty
and Bos a cigaret glowed beneath
tho thread ot smoke that curled
upward from It. Helen suggested
a paddle on the lake.
They walked down to the boat
house through a garden ot rosea.
The air was heavy-scented with
fragrance. In the opening beside
a tiny pool Helen baited and
lifted ber face to the stars. She
was conscious ot an indefinably
sweet pain at ber heart. So much
beauty, she thought, carried a
hurt. Waa it because it waa
fleeting? But It wasn't. Gardens,
the stars, moonlight, would en
dure forever.
"It is we who go on, we who
leave It," ahe said to herself,
while Bob atood watching her in
silence, spellbound by her love
liness.
At that moment she understood
that life is not simple for those
who feel. Already In ber heart
was stirring an Indecision, a
realization of fate, that brought
a pang.
Impulsively, without thought.
she reached out for Bob's hand.
(To Be Continued)
Friends
He's a flue fellow, that Krank
Lowry."
I WENT to the county clerk
to tile aome papers. After the
fee waa paid and the books
closed, it waa: "Have you yet
run Into Frank Lowry? A cap
ital fellow la that Lowry."
IF I WENT to a lawyor for
some legal advice and the attor
ney waa Inclined to wind up
the Interview with a bit of so
ciability, he went through tho
ritual:
"HAVE YOU yet run Into
Frank Lowry? A swell guy Is
that Lowry."
AT THE poatofflea the post
master dcinnudcd: "Have you
had the pleasure of meeting
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Frank Lowry T A prince of a
fellow le Lowry."
IX THE pool hall where I oc
casionally loitered tb proprie
tor told me that It ! ever needed
a friend to call on Frank Lowry.
"He's flu they make 'em.
1 Lowry."
NO, I HAD not met Frank
Lowry, I asked several people
where the gentleman might be
touud. But he was always out
of town, waa Frank Lowry. Just
left for hla ranch abort an hour
ago, or ha was up at Bill Buiith'
place.
I WOULD hotfoot It for Bill
Smith's place to flud that Low
ry had gone over to see Jeremiah
Rudd. At ItuclJ's I would be
Informed:
"Just left liero thla instant.
You -' -aiiy buiiipml Into lllul. '
So I never could catch the
elusive Frank Lowry,
FINALLY. I grew to detest
Frank Lowry, Wbeuovor they
aaked me the dock queatlou I
came near swearing at them end
muttering, "no," and 1 hoped I
never would. Yet I alwaya re
a? EZZ) dtfSsOZd A zr.
Preferred Two to One
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Feel the grip of the deep-cut, sharp-edged blocks, placed
in the center of the tread, where they belong.
Ask any Goodyear dealer to show you on hi cord testing
machine the greater stretch up to 60 per cent in Goodyear
Super-twist cord over standard cord. Thi extra stretch give
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enabling it to withstand road shock and continuous flex
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OW'HO-TUlS JOS
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NEARS!
ol
i(lfl3-i stau.SMV.OFr. " AvL J T kj
trained from these Insulting
statements.
I TOLD Mabel, my wife, about
Lowry and how everybody
thought we should, moot blm.
But I Judgod hint a cad and
windjammer, and not knowing
anything else to think of him,
Mrs. Howell accepted nijr p
pralaemeut ot the man.
WB WKItE young then, bow
ever. Mabel waa 14 and I IT.
Hot rt hailing direct from the
suburbs of Chicago, we knew
little ot western wuys and we
eventually discovered tlmt we
had few practical tiling to
learn.
OFTEN we sut before tho
kitchen fire and poked fun at
the man everyone luigestod
that w meet. Oftlmes In Jest
a I camo In from the fluid at
nieal-tluie, I would banter my
wife with:
"Have you men Frank Low
ry?" 'He' a fine guy. frank
Lowry," abe would playfully re
join. HI T KATE listened In. In
time every one of tlioae sneer-
Andy Says
Saturday. September 2t. 1020
hig Jibes Wits to lie sharpen I,
Imrlied anil poked Into our
own eeiulllve beings, causing
wniimls that will never hen I
In this life, for
Our (iuanllan Angel waa
Frank Iowry,
(To be continued.)
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woman teachers r feminising
tho thought of the nntlon. There
must be soma reason why men
smoke cliarels, at that.
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