The Evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, February 23, 1938, Image 10

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Newspaper Page Text! PAGE TEN THE NEWS AND THE HERALD, KLAMATH FALLS, OREGON OUT OUR WAY BY J. R. WILLIAMS OUR BOARDING HOUSE With MAJOR HOOPL6 t 2 5 r e t s I S I ai s I S i 1 1 s: ci ts i ci z I a I s: S! e ! S! let II s : f i 71 IS I ri a i ti r I II SV RACHEL MACK S &rtmh,(. CAST OF CHARACTBttS poi.lv omnay, hnim branded la Londoa wfcea war ajrenka (Miff jiciinY wnrrpreiD. tka Yankee nno aeea her through. VAUtlhh BANKS, rlratr captain i Yeatardart Aiipolntlait lma11 Pollr'a protector III London, Jcrrr aaka her to marrr him 11 la U read? aitteh la Iot CHAPTER V RE you making Joke, Jerry?" Polly .asked In n uncertain voice. "People don't talk of marrying when they've just ? met." Jerry hi:!d her hands and looked r down into her face. "Look at me, Polly! Do I look like a man that's i joking? I figure there are troubles 1, ahead of us. Dangers, even. We can face them better as man and s wife." j The girl looked Up at the i bronzed young seaman and an il, swered honestly, "My heart's go it ing like a loud ticking clock, Jerry." Polly went and sat down se dately. "There's something about a English marriage laws you've yet to learn, Jerry. There must be a publishing ot the JSanns In a church for three Sundays before the wedding day. Thn, if any " soul objects, the miiniage can be stopped. My mother was Mary Dart, a London girt. She fell in love with my father when she met him here in her cousin's counting house. It was his first voyage over as captain of his own brig, the Proud Lyme. He courted her whirlwind fashion and she ac cepted him, but the Darts were wild. My father's sister, my Aunt Kate Chelsey, had come over with him to see London. So it was that my mother went back to America with them and was married in Connecticut, simple fashion. That way, they got around the banns . and outwitted the Darts." Jerry said impatiently, "Banns! So the crazy English have us in another tangle, have they?" TTE walked back and forth across' the room while his anger seethed. He was not one to take defeat meekly. It was a while be fore he could say in a natural voice, "Very well, Polly. Of course 1 we can't wait for banns to be pub- llihed. If I must abide by Thgii laws, I must III be merely your cousin and stop courting you' till I can do it with honor. Good night, Polly. IH see you tomorrow after , I've planned a way to get us to i France." j "Well, now!" Polly exclaimed, somewhat taken aback at having stopped his courtship so effective- ty. 1 bid you good night, Cousin ferry Whitfield!" "There's the matter of your trunk," Jetty said from the door - way. 1 would be better for ma to go and get it tonight thanto wait till morning. Tell me just how to get to the Dart house In Hempill street" Polly told him. "But I dread for you to go to that house, Jerry. If there were only my clothes in the trunk Td never let you go. But there's my mother's miniature and my money." TT was 10 o'clock when Jerry got out of the gig 'before Oliver Dart's house and knocked on the oaken door. Mrs. Broggs admitted him. When he said, "I've come to get Miss Polly Chelsey's things," she gave an exclamation of con cern. "Lud, sir,! Do you know where she is?" "Yes, I do. She's safe with me at a tavern. I'm a cousin of her father's, from America, and I mean to look after her. I've got a fig waiting outside. Tell me tvhere her trunk is, and 111 fetch It down to the street." "Lud!" exclaimed Mrs. Broggs gain. "Master's got it! He found out tonight that she'd run off, so he had it carried down to his itudy, to go through." "Where is his study?" asked Jerry, visibly angry. "At the head of the stairs on the Boor above, sir. But wait! I can see you're hot-tempered. You'll Ihrow Mr. Dart into a rage, likely." "Well, he's already thrown me Into one. What's he searching Miss FLAPPER FANNY " cops. 1 sy w Ktmet. r. M m u a. mt. err. - ' ! "l BOOTS ANDHER BUDDIES '''' " J yWftt-SE A "Very well, I'll take a dozen for evening wear. there're no knotholes in them." Chelsey's clothes for? Firearms? rake me to him." When the woman ushered Jerry wnmieia into Oliver Dart's study It was evident that they could not have arrived at a more unfortu nate moment The old man was ripping a skirt hem with his pen. knife and pulling out pieces of buckram which he evidently sus pected ot being paper. Garments were strewn about on floor, table Ind chairs, giving that pitiful effect which personal objects al' ways give when desecrated. "Stop that!" Jerry said. "When it so pleases me. Who are you?" "My name's Jeremiah Whitfield I'm cousin to Trepid Chelsey of Connecticut and I mean to take care of his daughter. I've come to bet her belongings." He turned to Mrs. Broggs. "Madam, gather up everything at once, so I can take the trunk down." "Do so, Mrs. Broggs," said old Oliver Dart, laying down his pen' knife. "I find nothing incriminat ing." "Where is the girl's money? Jerry asked. "And her mother's picture?" "I've taken the money," said Oliver Dart "as a very small pay ment toward what America owes me. I've also retained the min iature, since that was paid for with Dart money. The frame is of some value." "Give me those things," Jerry said, much too angry to think clearly. "You're too old for me to fight but III pry you loose from 'em if I have to shake your riggin' down!" "Sailor talk! . . . Hm-m-m. Well, Mr. Jeremiah Whitfield, I'm an in- firm old man with no means of protecting my rights. You'll find what you're looking for in the table drawer over there. See that you deliver it to the girl." "Shell get it," Jerry replied, "if I live to get to the Unicorn and Crown." Mrs. Broggs, who was closing the trunk lid, looked up obliquely at Jerry and laid her finger on her lips. But the damage was done. Old Oliver Dart had his great- niece's London address, if he cared to use it He sat passively silent as Jerry departed with the trunk. He neither scowled nor smiled but sat with his face closed in upon itself, and his finger tips delicately meeting. TERRY waited till next morning to restore Polly's property to her. He found her satisfyingly appreciative. She went to him and kissed him fieetingly on the lips. "As a grateful person kisses a very land cousin," she said, laughing. 'Tire been at the docks since daylight," he said. "I've found a way for us to get out of England. Chet Wheeler put me onto it A smuggling clique works out of a cove between Deal and Dover. I've got in touch with one of them. This day week bell take us across the Channel to a fishing port near Calais. Chefs already gone to Dover, to wait To hide out, rather." "But for me." Polly said, "you'd be at Dover with him. The Uni corn and Crown's an awfully pub lic place for an American sailor to be. When I came to you yester day, Jerry, you lost precious time and took on a useless burden. Two useless burdens!" she insisted, over his protest for her dog could be heard barking down in the stable yard. 'Td better take Nui sance to the commons and let him run." Til walk part wav -with you. Poll.," Jerry said. "But I must go back to the docks and seal friendship with that French speaking rascal who's to take us across." (To Be Continued) in Europe you never feel se cure at least not nowadays. The last time I danced in Prague it was wonderful . . . but I re member thinking: How long will It be this way? When will some body spoil all this? Lotte Gos lar, noted European dancer. Farm Security Administration. worklne on low-cost steel hous ing, might popularize their pro duct with the slogan, "A steel at $2000." ... 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