The Evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, February 13, 1940, Image 8

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Newspaper Page TextTHE NEWS AND THE HERALD, KLAMATH FALLS. OREGON SERIAL STORY 1THE CAPTAIN'S DAUGHTER BY HELEN WORDEN SSnXX&i'Sb. 1'BRTKHDA Yl Maalla t"l far l.r"' !. Maria arraka ' lata laara whri' Daaa aajraarf at U larallaar. aaa plaaaa III urea, Latar, warm Ilaa calla, aaa rfaaa la lalk la kla. Al aaaa aaa aiaau Tommr. Ha arm k 1a taka Ika aflaraoaa a, aria li rat with klai. Saa aarraaa. rar laa Ikat Du MU aarlkla ta kr. CHAPTER XI DAN hid put In tha moit miser able night ot hli llf after he ml hit father cam horn from the Weat Side court In vain he had tried to tell Mike that Lynda Martin meant nothing to him. "You cant go back on a poor girl like that, Dan," Mike had aaid firmly, aa they walked in the front door. Ling's enthusiastic greeting had prevented Dan from answer ing at the time, but si soon aa they reached the upstairs living room he had told his father quite emphatically that he waa not going to marry Lynda Martin, not if she were the last girl in the world. , "And who, then, might you be referring to?" Inquired Mike. He atood in the middle ot the room, 1 red-faced, bluff and Jovial, "When k you wired your mother and meself that you had found the girl you war goln1 to marry?" "Maria La Porte," Dan replied promptly. 'She models clothes al Vamet'a. Her father owns a couple of barges." "What the devil do you mean?" Mike stared at him with his round, blua eyes. And then the storm broke. The caustic comments about tha fight on the barge pier and Dan's failure to knock Tommy Ryan out were as so much tea-table chit chat, compared to the Jovian rage . that Mike Indulged in now. He grew very white and when he talked he sounded as If somebody had seized him by the windpipe. Thick brogue clogged his excited speech. "Not a cent of my money shall ye have if ye marry that girl!" ha cried. Dan lit a dgaret and leaned gingerly against tha fire place. He was still sore from tha blows Tommy had landed. "Very well, father. You've often said il was about time I did something to earn my living." Mike tried another line. "It's not alone tha money you'll be miasin'." His voice had tha emo tion that only the Irish can mus ter. "But ye'll be breaJdn' you mother'a heart" Dan spoke quietly. "After alL rm marrying the girl, not mother." Mike paoed angrily back and forth. "A bargeman's daughter! Have ye gone mad, boy?" Dan smiled. "I believe net ' father owns tha honorary title oi : Captain. At least I heard him re ferred to one or twie this eva- - Ring by that prefix. Mike snorted. "A common canal boatman for your father-in-law As if any child of his could be good enough for son ot mine." ' Dan laughed. That's very' tunny, Dad. Aa a matter of factj Bat La Porto doesn't think rm ' good enough for his daughter. Ha as much aa said so tonight" "Where doe this illustrious family live?" "On tha barg Molly, down at Pier 6." Mike threw himself heavily Into chair. "Have ye no pride left?" ' After that he refused to talk With Dan any more. His big body sagged forward, suddenly old. In rain Dan and Ling tried to coax him to eat a sandwich or have a 1 drink. He simply shook his head ; snd continued to sit by the fire. Be was still sitting there when Dan went to bed. a " s"NCE in bed, Dan began to real lr how sore and bruised hf really was from tha fight Every bone in his body ached separately. His head throbbed and his ey . pained him. Harder to bear than the physical pain, however, and even his father's anger, was his uncertainty about Marie. He loved her so much that he didn't see how - she could possibly not love him, and yet, that might very easily be. A jealous fear clutched his heart . as he thought that tonight, when she ran so frantically out on the pier, her concern was not for him, but Tommy Ryan. Thinking of :' this, he wondered how he could live till morning to talk to Marie nd find out for himself about her feelings for him. Early as it was when Dan arose, Mike had already dressed and breakfasted. Aa they met in the hall, Mike put an affectionate arm about his son's shoulder. His ton was kind. "We'll forget last night, laddie. If ye want to marry the girl, 1'U not oppose ye, though I still claim the right to stick to me own opin ion." His rough voice trembled a ' little. "But y know, ye're me only boy." Dan didn't speak for moment He couldn't He just pressed his father's hand. Finally he said, "Where are you going so early. Dad?" . Mike's voice became gruff again, "I've little matter of me own I want to settle. I'm one to clean up business as I go. I like to b certain of me ground. I'll be tell ing ye about it in detail later." With that he was gone. Half aa hour later he waa asking a strag. eler leaning against a pile head on Pier 6 when tha barg Molly might be. . "Yonder," replied the man, pointing. "You can spot it easy enough. It's the only barge down her that's got a fresh coat of paint See its white sides and green shutters?" He leveled an Index finger. "And there's Bat La Port himself, on deck." a TV TIKE approached the Molly II amiably enough, but his ton nettled Bat when he introduced himself as Michael Donovan. Bat thought it condescending. "And why do you want to b seeing La Porte?" he demanded. Mike lost hja temper. "1 want to see the father ot tha girl my son Dan says he's goln' to marry," ha roared. Bat who had been up sine dawn trying to figure how h could reclaim the cargo which Tommy Ryan had taken last night. looked at Mike in oewuaermeni. His own temper, never any too good, flared as he realised the rea son for Donovan's visit "I'm Marie La Porte's father, It that's what you want to know," ha shouted, "but your call's wast ed, my fellow, if you think you can persuade me to let my daugh ter marry your son." He snapped his fingers in Mike's face. "I hav not the Intention ot letting my girl marry a waster." Surprised canalboat occupants stuck inquiring heads out ot hatchways as Mike bellowed back at Bat For the first time in their memory. Bat had met his match. "Your daughter isn't good enough for my boy," screamed Mike, waving his cane at Bat He clutched his hat with his free hand is a sudden gust ot wind swiped it "Is that so?" shouted Bat, roll ing up his sleeves. a a TlfRS. LA PORTE, hearing tha racket had hurried up on deck. Desperately she caught Bat by the coat tails. "Will you never stop fighting?" she cried, pulling him back toward the hatchway. On the pier Mike danced up and down with rage. "Your girl haa no social standing," h yelled. "She lives on a barge." With superhuman effort, Mrs. La Porte had dragged Bat to the hatchway. "My girl is good enough for anybody," Bat shouted. His conversation was abruptly cut off. Mrs. La Porte had yanked him in. The hatchway was banged shut. Mike gave a derisive laugh and stamped off the pier. Five minute later h was calling Dan. "I tak back all I said this momln'," h roared Into th phone. "Y'U not marry that blithering bargeman's girl If I kin liv to prevent It" (T B Continued) th stars tor thlr autographs. Th boys ar getting a llttl Impatient about th president's sllenc on th third term lssu. All th candidates sm to hav that t 1 1 n g that someone Is looking over their shoulders and chuckling. Desert mice. In eaptl'lty, go tor months without water, with no food except dry nuts, and appar ently suffer no discomforts. McReynolds, at 78, Won't Retire Justice James C McReynolds. oldeut member of the U. S. 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