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THE NEWS AND THE HERALD, KLAMATH FALLS, OREGON
OUT OUR WAY
BY J. R. WILLIAMS OUR BOARDING HOUSE
With MAJOR H00PL6I,
BY ADELAIDE HUMPHRIES
Coprofkt, NEA Same, lac
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CHAPTER XVII
""ONNIE was to win out once
more In her pica for a second
honeymoon, if not a trip around
the world, at least part way.
, "Please, darling," she coaxed
Bret. "Think what fun, Just the
two of us visiting every odd cop
ner on the globe, seeing things
through both our eyes, enjoying
them together. When we come
back we can settle down to the
serious business of living. You
can decide what you want to do;
where we want to live. But first
let's have a real honeymoon,
please, darling!"
It was difficult to refuse her
when it seemed to mean so much
to her, when he loved her so much.
After all, a honeymoon was one
thing that did not happen every
dayl He had promised not to let
her money come between them. So
finally Bret allowed himself to be
persuaded.
They booked passage for the
luxurious Prince of Wales suite.
Connie's private pullman, a gift
from her grandfather on her birth
day, took them to New York. At
the docks there was such a throng
of reporters and photographers,
such a huge crowd of curious
spectators eager for a glimpse of
the young couple, or possibly an
autograph, that it was necessary
to have police escort ,
This was Bret's first experience
as the husband of the richest girl
in the world. He was not at all
sure that he liked it He said he
felt as though he were some sort
of freak on exhibition. He felt
like a fool.
"Oh, youll get used to it," Con
nie assured him. "Anyway it
seems there is nothing one can do
about It I suppose people do
think we are freaks of some sort
Just because of so much money.
As for the newspapermen, I used
to get angry with them, too, but
they are just doing their jobs, you
know. We are "news,' and so they
have to tell the world about us."
JJRET said he supposed she was
right Nevertheless he did not
think he would ever get used to
being public property. He was
certain he never would enjoy it
He was glad now that they were
going away; they would not be
"news" in other countries.
However he was to find that
they still were, to the other pas
sengers on shipboard. People
stopped , talking whenever the
newlyweds, whose romance was so
strange and thrilling, approached
on their daily promenade around
the deck; they stared as they made
their way across the big dining
room to the captain's table. When
Bret and Connie played games, or
swam in the big pool, or danced,
ere were whbpered, though
often audible comments, and al
ways a group gathered as an
audience. Once Bret opened the
stateroom loor suddenly to dis
cover a man eavesdropping out
side. "I almost pitched him over
. board," he told Connie violently.
. . "Why on earth should people spy
on us and whisper behind our
backs and rubberneck? I think,
honey, if you don't mind, we'll
stay close to our rooms during the
remainder of the voyage."
Connie said she did not mind.
Poor Bret, he was getting a taste
of the gilded cage in which she
always had lived. She did not
mind the way people behaved as
much as usual; not only because
the was used to it, but because it
was impossible for her to mind
anything as long as she had Bret
They were very happy during
this second honeymoon. Perhaps
they would never be quite so
happy again. It may be that each
realized this, in their hearts, and
to made every moment a perfect,
shining one.
It was fun, as Connie had pre
ilcted, seeing and enjoying every
thing together. In London they
played at sightseeing, and the
night spots. In Paris they were
very gay, doing the rounds of
night clubs and the Bohemian
quarters; and Connie, to Bret's
amazement purchased trunkloads
of gorgeous clothes of which he
thought she had more than enough
already. In India they obtained
an audience with Gandhi, the rich
est girl in the world sitting at the
feet of the poorest man! They
ordered an exact replica, in minia
ture size, of the famous Taj MahaL
They stayed a month at Connie's
villa on the Riviera, where the
white sands were surfed by the
blue Mediterranean. In Bangkok
and Delhi they browsed in the
street markets and bought every
thing from fruits to ancient hand
woven rugs. In Egypt they gazed
upon the carved wonder of the
Sphinx.
TT7HEN
they came back, after
months into which so
much had been crowded that it
might have been several vcars.
they brought more than 50 trunks
and boxes and barrels filled with
imperial tapestries and brocades.
jades and ivories, gowns and
jewels and furs, strange, brightly
colored birds in enough cages to
house the feathered inhabitants of
Manhattan and even a 10-foot al
ligator from Hongkong!
wnat well do with it all is be
yond my powers of imagination,"
laid Bret
But, darling, we had such fun
and we had to have a souvenir
of every single place and mo
ment" Connie claimed. "Oh, Bret
I'm sorry it's ended, our lovely
honeymoon. Will we always be
is happy as we have been?" She
dung to him, her blue eyes plead
ing, her sweet lips curved in a
wistful smile. Almost she was
ifraid of such happiness as theirs;
it was so complete, so perfect
Could it last forever, remain im
pregnable? "Well do our best sweetheart,"
Bret promised, his dark eyes
grave. "It has indeed been won
derful. I'm glad we'll have such
memories to treasure and share.
But happiness is something, as I've
told you, that money can not buy,
that is not even a gift from the
gods. It is something one must
strive for, work to obtain: some
thing that lies within one's self."
"Then we'll work at it together."
Connie vowed. "As hard as we
have played and lived and loved.
We will really be starting our new
life together now."
How could she ever have been
afraid when she had Bret? He
was so strong and fine and clean.
So unutterably dear.
It would be good to be back
home again. To make that "home"
together.
(To Be Continued)
A "jumping bean" is not a
bean at all. It Is one of the three
divisions of the fruit of spurge,
a Mexican plant.
It costs between $100,000 and
$130,000 to build a railroad loco
WW
THERE ITOOE3-RIOHT "THERE'S
OUR TROUBLE - HE'S OOKINA,
PUT THAT FIVE BUCKS IN TH'
BANK AND HE FEELS LlrSE A
HERO IT'S PAINFUL TO HIM
HE'S TRVIN' TO COPY (SOLDI E
TO GET SOME.WHERE
IN LIFE "
HE CAN'T, BECAUSE
ITS NATURAL WITH
GOLDIE - HE LOVES TO
PUT MONEY IN TH'
BANK WITH US IT'S
A MAJOR OPERATION
AN' WE CAN'T STAND
ENOUGH OF 'EM - IN
OTHER WORDS, WE
GOT AIRPLANE APPE'
T PTES WITH TOY
BALLOON WILL
POWERS
THE HERO
HERE'S ONE, SPOOrA, THAT
OUGHT TO START A SHORT
CIRCUIT IN THAT COLOSSAL
POWER HOUSE OP OURS
IP A OKAIN OP SAND COULD
BE CRACKED UP FINE. ENOUSM
IT WOULD HAVE TH' ENERdY'
TO BLOW UP TH' UNIVERSE
NEXT TIME VOL) PALL OUT
OP TH' ROWDY CART, SEE IF
YOU CAN FkSURE THAT ONE
OUT THROUGH TH' SHOWER OF
SHOOTIwa .
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I AM NOW IN THE THROBS.
OP A SIMILAR EXPERIMENT-
HaRR-R-RUMF CELL'S, WHEN
THEY PlVIDE, RETAIN ALL
OF THEIR ORIGINAL.
CHARACTERISTICS w-WAW
NOW IF 1 CAN BUT
ACCOMPLISH THG FEAT
OF CKACKIWa IN TWAIN
THE CELLS OF A MAN'S
BRAIN RiFF : HE
WOULD KNOW TWICE ) YOU MEAN
AS MUCH.' , SI HE'D COMB
OUT TWICE AS
wMJ m ' LAZY ? HEM ,'
IT'P TAKE iQ
X HOURS FOR YOU
TO rtriT IN A
DAYS LOAFING'
Wrmtr
lUD WHAT
ABOUT
APPETIT
BY THOMPSON AND COLL
i- ( CAN'T VOU DESCRIBE V T LOOKED
9 " . I WHAT YOU SAW OUT A LIKE A FACE"
3 c1pf V THE WINDOW, MISS J A TECiIISlE.
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l v-- AMO IT EEMED
SOMEBODY'S TEVlNtb TO 1
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OF THIS HOUSE, AMD I'M
GOING TO FIND OUT WHO
AND WHY.
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you. aayra; what do
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.SCARING YOUf WHY,
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STEPPED OUT FOB A
SHEATH Of- FRESH AlC
H.L. HAS RETIRED r
FOR THE NIGHT
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BY CRANE
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PALE HEIS! J SALTS BES ABOUT TO FAIKTtJI A
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SUDDENLY
WA&H KICKS AND SCREAMS!
SHMIKS DART PAST HHA,
BECOMING BOLDER AT EACH RUSH.
FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS
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BY BLOSSER
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dv ayivia
fi - I : 1 r
0me nlone ouictlv. now.
"Van Unlock 'em this minuW, unlai you wanta add assault an' battery to
my murder, chargel" V
I HATE HAVIWG TtoU FEED COME IW, - i
ME FOR WOTHING.SOI BROUGHT J V MISTER.' T
THIS LOAD OF WOOD J I'LL TRADE ffli
t IT FOR a FRIED EGS -f l
-SAWDWICJH .' - ) J
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IM LEAVING
TOWW TOMORROW,
SO I WONT ,
BE BOTHER
ING YOU
Anymore:
rrS wo bother .'
AS LONG AS WE
HAVE FOOD, WE RE
uipcv m cuAQir
it' you err JB
RIGHT DOWU yf
AND EAT ) I I
WTH US? J
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FINE FAMILY .'THEY'RE
THE KIND THAT MAKE
A MAN REGAIN MIS
FAITH IN HUMAN
NATURE .' IT ISNT
EVERYONE WHO'D
TAKE IN A STRANGER ,
AND FEED HIM
Pi
LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIE
VwHERe'tdN' TO THE HOTEL ....I MUST
wow Ma PHONE FOR RESERVATIONS J
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JEKYLU
AND
HYDE?
BY HAROLD GRAY
LEAPIN' LrZARDS!
OLD SHAMGHAl PES
MAT BE OLD AND
ONE-LEW3ED. BUT
HE SURE CAN HANDLE
AN AXE AN1 A
BUCK-SAW - OUQHTA
SEE TH WOOD
HE'S CUT UP-
DIO HE
SLEEP OUT
THERE IN
THE
WOOD-SHED
I OCT '
NIGHT?
' SURE - HE TOOK
A COUPLE O' OLD
BOXES AND A SACK
AND SOME STRAW
HE SOT SOME PLACE
AND Hfc mADfc A
J SWELL BUNK
B-R-R-R
AREN'T YOU
AFRAID TO j
HAVE AN
OLD TRAMP
SLEEPING
ON THE
PLACE?
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AS A MATTER OF
FACT, IN SPITE OF
HIS APPEARANCE,
HE DOESN'T SEEM
LIKE A TRAMP
TO ME -- r
BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES
NO? MAYBE
NOT- COME
TO THINK OF
IT, HE DOES
REMIND ME
MORE OF A
P1RAT6 THAN
A TRi
AMP- J
SAY -'MEMBER T
FIRST DAY HE 6AID
UUY COULD MAK
A JOB-A USEFUL,
UUD r WCLL, Mt S
tiOVIN' HE WAS
RIGHT ON THAT
WHY- HE'S
REPAIRED
THAT OLD
FENCE LIKE
NEWAND
NOW HE'S
CLEANING UP
i He YARD
SI!
A
M NOW HE'S
A CLEANING UP '1
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BY MARTIN
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