THE NEWS AND THE HERALD, KLAMATH FALLS. OREGON
SERIAL STORY
1THE CAPTAIN'S DAUGHTER
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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. Su
preme Court and last ot th
conservative 1 jw.u'
Washington on his recent 78th
birthday. His friends say he will
not retire until after next election.
Hold Everything!
OUT OUR WAY BY J. R. WILLIAMS
OUR BOARDING HOUSE With MAJOR HOOPLE
"Here's my income tax return ahead of time . . .
Just deduct the amount from the social security I paid
last year I"
DIRECTOR OF RELIEF
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