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About The Evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942 | View Entire Issue (March 29, 1934)
March 29,' 1934 THE EVENING HERALD. KT.AMATH PALLS. OREGON lltiUIR HKHrJ TODAY OVPRV MOBK1.I. aa TOM . WttVI K ara marrlrd of thm M. tmr a. "' IIOTA1.1MI axa IJKItKK BI.IM1 bat Llla'a ataxias la aoalrtr trklla . Vrpar'a la varr almalr. Walla l.lla llrra la laaarr Ojp.r aa la alruKSl la "' aiaraaaa wllhla T.'i laromr. aha krraa hrr oa trarala aalll aha Iraraa aha la In have a aaar. Aflar UavM'a alrlh aha la x traatrlr aar, cartas tor klai aa far hr aomr. Tom la Irrsaantlr away h lha eveala aa Urvr aaaiwola ha la latrrealr la V KK l.HAY. Oaa tmr aa area larai coins ta lanra tnsatarr. aha la br art-brokea aaS rrfaaaa ta Hale ta hat aaalaaa- ) lloaa. - l.lla eftafraara ta 6raay thai aha lateaa'N lo Slvorca Iftrrrk a4 Itri MAHHO BHOlKillTUN. ' rlrkar ana older. lirnar'a folker la aerlovalr la lared la molar aecldenl aka sal Torn rak lo tke Morell kome. Meaaatklle l.lla lelta Uerek aka mala a nlvarre. NOW SO OR WITH TUB STOBV CHAPTER XXXIV U11TI8S GIIAY to see you." The. automatic announcer on Tom Weavor's desk parroted the words and Tom, frowning, said, "Let he coma In." The girl who presently appeared on the threshold was daszling In her morning freshness. Her gold-and-whlte, rather flashy good looks were admirably set off by a brown tailored suit, faultlessly cut The guardsman's hat of gleaming brown straw was worn at a perilous angle. Vera, Tom reflected, had always knows bow to wear dothes. She was the type that young men still artlessly describe as a "knockout" . "Good momlng!" She settled bereeK in ttM one eemforUble chair ta the cttMete and sstM at Mm brmtaatt. "I arant know yon wear, back." Tom said. "Clgaretr : She accepted one and lighted it gracefully. Everything tbte airl dM was studied. -Got that bird Vadck at last she said with a satisfied smite. "Ton did?" Tom showed interest -You aH said I eouHnt Even Mr. Lawrence said I couldn't But I did!" Her wMte teeth flashed in tvtamnh. " "WeH, bete always been a hard not Hard man to see," Tom said reflectively. "Vamped him, eh!" -I wouldn't say that" Her sal very laugh tinkled in modesty. "Lawrence'll be pleased." Tom swerved in his chair, staring eat aver the roofs. - -Ton should have had that ac count Tommy!" Her Toice took on warmer notes and she laid a hand on his sleeve. "Oh, set, it's your business! dad to see a young girl get along." He (Tinned at her. -Wasn't it the funniest thing?" she asked with relish. "My walk ing in here that day and Mr. Lawrence remembering me back at the Boston office and asking how I'd like to try my hand at the New York work?" "Certainly was!" Tom's voice sounded enthusiastic enough but there were little lines around his eyes. He looked tired. "And I was just mad to come down, of course. Who wouldn't be?" Vera demanded. "It was the chance of a lifetime." "Well, you're making good. Who says you're not?" Tom spoke heartily. "I love it here.' . . ." Vera stripped off her gloves, rising. "I've got to get some letters off. I suppose you're going downstairs to : lunch at about one?" a . a a THH young man showed signs of embarrassment. "Matter of fact, I'm not," he told her. "I've got to see a man uptown and I'm ' grabbing a sandwich. Besides I'm keeping in close touch with the house." "Something wrong?" She Mfted her eyebrows delicately. "Gypsy's father," be explained. "Auto accident He's in a bad way." "Oh, too bad!" She was red dening her Hps bow. The- tone was perfunctory. "I'm all cut up about it," Tom stated with finality. "Very fond of Mr. Morell. He's one grand gay. And of coarse Gypsy's frightfully upset." "Mmm ... I can imagine." She stood irresolute in the doorway and he made no move to detain her. "Well, I'll be seeing you." But after she had gone, reav ing a faint, inescapable trace of scent on the air, be put his head in his hands and groaned a little. Gypsy and Vera! Gypsy and Vera! Oil and water, these two natures were. He liked the girl couldn't help admiring her en terprise: She was a smart busi ness woman and awfully femi nine in the bargain. He'd been hoping she'd go back to Boston but she bad told Lawrence she didn't want to so that was that! When she bad come into the office a few months ago their old friend- ship had renewed itself. Hang it all, a man couldn't be a bloom . lag prig! He couldn't say to I girl he'd known so long, "I'm ter ribly sorry but i n married now, I can't pass the time of day with vou any more." - No, he couldn't do that! And at first be had been afraid to mention to Gypsy the fact that Lawrence (taken with Vera's good looks) had given her a Job In the same ofilce. Gypsy would have been suspicious. Women were funny that way. Well, he hadn't mentioned the matter and Vera had holped htm to land that illk siavking account. He had had to see her out of hours; they had both entertained the Bpace . buyers. Why hadn't he told Gypsy then? He couldn't exactly explain. Was it possible he had enjoyed Vera's society as a woman rather than a co-worker? Darn it, she was attractive; she was good ' fun. Gypsy had been ten tlmcB more amusing, more delightful, but that was In the early days, the pre-Davld days. . . . v a a a ' IT seomed a pity motherhood had to take such a grip on some women, Tom reflected, stuf fing his pips. David was tmpor ' 'snt, of course. Ha was the son tnd heir, an adorable scrap ol babyhood. But Gypsy had altered MABEL McBXKjTT NtA so since his arrival She didn't want to do things, go places any more. Men weren't used to being tied to a house. They were bro ken in to the routine et matri mony much lees easily than girls. He thought of Gypsy's while. stricken face as he had loft her that morning and almost groaned aloud! His girl, little and slim and adorable; what was she doing now? What particular hen was sha going through? He reached for the telephone. Miles away, across a river, us a line of bills, in a shabby man sarded house a boll tinkled and Clytie's voice came through, "Mist' Weaver? He just the same. I'll call Miss Gypsy." A wait and then Gypsy's faint hello. "We're waiting. The doc tors are both here. ..." . Tom reached for his hat and slammed out of the office. The 'man uptown" of whom he had spoken as Vera was more or less fictional. There were several peo ple he had to see but none of the calls were urgent Vera was in the outer office as he whirled through, talking to the switchboard girl. At sight of Tom she said, "Don't forget Tell him m be In at three," aad tripped after Tom. "Going sp now?" He grinned at her. She was as tall as he. "Far as Seventy-second street" 'I'm going as far as Times Square." she said, ligntigr. ru trail along if you don't mind." "O. K., lady." Sha tucked her bag under one tailored arm aad tripped along beside him, her high heels click ing. Tom was conscious of ad miring glances as they tnreaaea the noon day crowds. No doubt about It she was a good-looking girt. Funny she hadn't married. Of coarse she was always raving about a career but Tom bad no ticed that other girls who talked the same way plunged headlong Into marriage when the fancy took them. And Vera had lots of beau s. There was always some johnny on the telephone asking her to dance and dine and what not 1 a a a THEY had to walk two blocks te the hooded subway en trance, ' jostling people as they went and dodging taxis at the in tersections. The ride uptown with the -swaying cars hurling themselves forward at breakneck speed through the tunnels, made conversation impossible. Just be fore the Times Square station wat reached the girl touched his arm lightly and said, "Get out here with me. Tommy, and have a chocolate malted. It will only take a sec I particularly want to ask you something." It would have seemed churlish to refuse. He could have his soda fountain drink; he could go on uptown without feeling guilty. It waB a matter of business Vera was always demanding his ad vice. Gypsy, far away and in trouble, would neither know nor be hurt They climbed on twin stoolt at a gleaming white and chromi um counter. All about them was the paraphernalia of the modern drug store, the books, alarm clocks, costumed dolls, rubber goods and nosegays of lolllpop which form the background for one lone, lost counter when chemists ply their trade. "What I want to know," Verf demanded gayly after a white coated youth had taken thei' order, "what I want to know i; what have I done to make you mad at me? Why don't you lifc me any more?" "Me?" Tom stared. HYou'r crazy, girt. I think you're s whit." Her curved smile had a ting of wlstfulness. "That sounds good," she told him, "but you haven't been a bit friendly late ly. You've been well. Just horrid." "What is all this about?" Tom took a sip of Ice water and tried to make bis humor hearty.' "I must have done something said something," Vera offered plaintively. "I wish you'd tell me. I'm so' fearfully hurt about It . . ." "Maybe I'm craiy," Tom said good-naturedly "I don't know what you're driving at. I'm not mad at yoa. You haven't don. anything to annoy me, and sbal we talk about something else?' Her eyes were dewy. "Sure. Tommy?" "Absolutely!" "Vja so terribly glad," she whispered softly. "Because you know what It's always meant to me, having you about, don't you. Tommy?" The man's heart sank. What was he letting himself in for now? (To Bo Continued) 1 Higher-ups are often looked to Flapper Fanny Says for the low-down. OUT OUR WAY WE'LL TAKE THIS 1 AND umkc IT f RLOW HOUSE. IT f BLOWS ALL VL HAS ALL THE THE SMELLS LATEST THINGS, OF SEE? HERE "1 OUT OP THE YOU PRESS THIS BUTTON AND IT STARTS THATJ SALESMAN SAM LfiOWlU1 OMGB. TU' BOOKS. TMT rMSST eN'aYTHIMG- lM 0epp.aTwsMT ts mcnim'up ToMIC-PW ReMEOV FEB. 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