The Evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942, March 21, 1941, Image 12

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Newspaper Page TextTHE NEWS AND THE HERALD. KLAMATH FALLS. ORE. ( SERIAL STORY DOLLARS TO BY EDITH ELLINGTON . AK character, incident and organization of this serial arc entirely flctitiem. TEITBRDAYl BMlrtflHliKliI. ta Davanport. rick. kara. kelreaa t ka HutlwtoB eauartawat Mm lllloaa, la farioa kacaaaa kr pulln ! Mr. wmuw. rfM kaaar her cherk aaylna; taw m atrias at ala aaalta. Tka yala aaalra ra far Clarrarcv aaara eaatlacatal aklMaaa, fraaklr fartaaa kaa'ar, ta wkaat Batrlea haa recently kaeoMa aavacaa. Aa ffrlrnd aa aaaarlata of krr Kaal'alktr, wfco ilarttt llaat ctaa'a. Mr, Wrrailac waraa Beatrice tkat kr aioarr aiar aooa alaaaprar II ak eoallaara kla aaaa aaeaalajr. Ska armaaSa o tloa ea Ika ekack, Irarea. At tke ' door, kowewar. oka kcara a roanv, . waaraltaa voice addreaalnv Mr. Wecnlaffl Tkat fflrl'e tke world'a aaoat aaeleaa obleet. Hka akavid ka aaictlr ckloroformed.a 7 . a a a CHAPTER II AS she stood there, trembling on her tall lucite heels, the mink coat suddenly too warm around her, Beatrice Huntington Dawn port knew a swift and devastating fury. She wanted to go in there and tear that unknown young man's eyes out! She wanted to slap him, hard, across his hateful, smug face. She wanted to scream, "Who do you think you are, saying that I should be chloroformed? What do you know about me? Is It my fault my grandfather left me millions? Is It my fault that the money breeds envy everywhere I go? I didn't earn it, no. Perhaps I don't deserve It But just having it doesn't make me bad, black and inhuman! ... "You think I'm stupid and arro gant and conceited. I'm not. I'd like to work with my mind, my brain. You dont know how I've tried, sometimes, to do something find something worthwhile. They laugh at met Even Mr. jWeeming laughs! i "I'm a prisoner, that's what I am. Grandfather's millions the life he brought me up to live keep me locked up in a little world I hate. I'm bored, do you hear? I've known that a long time but I never knew, until I heard you, how bitter it is. "What else will there ever be? What else will I have? What am I living for? Where are the thrills, the satisfactions, the contentment they talk about and write about in books? Where's the love the ec static, passionate, soul-lifting love I see in movies, read of, dream of?" . - The impulse to rush in there and confront the owner of that scorn ful voice died inside her. Her anger went with it, and now there was only the fear. She felt lost and helpless and suddenly she thought, "I hate him for making me look at my life! I hate him for tearing away the little pieces of camou flage I'.v) managed to hide in . . ." She turned, and peered through the narrow crack of the opened door. "I hate him!" It was as if she had to see him had to trans fer this hatred to some concrete image. AH she could see was a broad, gray back, sitting in the chair she had vacated. A brown hand rested on the arm of the chair a big' hand, with strong, . blunt fingers. And above the wide gray shoulders she saw a tanned neck and a well shaped head with dark hair. Fiercely her gloved hands curie' into nsts. "Ill see you again, y you chloroformer, you!" t promised him silently. "Ill see you gain and 111 make you eat that chloroform!" -:. v.; -.'! T5UT she was almost herself again when she walked into the lobby of the Algique. Clarence moved toward her from the dis creetly lighted lounge. "Carat" he whispered, "You are weary, no? Come, we shall have a drink." His black eyes were ten derly solicitous, his hand on her . rm gentle. She thought, "How shrewd Clar- tice Is! How well he understands e. He knows so much about! women . . ." . , . i Over her glass she asked him. rDo you understand everything about me, Clarence? Just every thing? Or only when I'm tired or (not tired?" He made a little gesture. "Who I can understand a woman, Bea trice? I try. I study you. I love you so, and want always to please you " You mean, you want always to be able to read me. So that you Won't ask me for something at the wrong moment , So that, at the right moments, you can wind me around your finger?" She was thinking out loud. There was no resentment in her tone, it was merely an appraisal. Clarence was in love with her. He had to be, to have given up Miml Frothingham who had just as much money and woaud have been easier to manage. In a way, Clarence was amazingly percep tive. She twirled the slim glass in her fingers. "Clarence," she said softly. "Clarence, sucrose I told you I'm unhappy, bored, rest less. What would you say?" "Say?" The black eyes slowed. and his hands reached for hers. I would say mv little bird needs relaxation, happiness, new scenes. love, tenderness. In short Bea-i trice, i would say that it is time for the honeymoon!" a CHE drew her hands away. "But Just yet, Clarence. I I can't really see that it's going to be any different after we're married. Ex cept for the house at Westbury, of course. But that " She dronned her eves. A ihnrn little ache of disappointment stung her. Almost she had hoped that beneath Clarence's flatter? and lovemaktng beneath the polished manners, the amusing little tricks she would find some depth to comfort her some sympathy that would warm her, something real DOUGHNUTS eoayaioHT. taai, nca Slavics, INC. and strong to evoke response, "Clarence," she said lightly at last "It's the same old trouble. Tired business men have it with their wives, darling, and rich girls like me have it with their fiances. You don't understand me!" "Ah! A moment ago, you thought I understood all too welL" "Let's leave it" she said. a "OUT somehow, it could not be left Even while they sat to gether in her car, and Jenkins drove to the club where Clarence lived, it nagged at her. At last she burst out "Clarence, I think I'll go in for good works. Those social workers have always taken my checks but never let me do anything. I'm going to fix that! I want to do something! It's the people who work who always seem to be so happy." "Work to do in the world?" he scoffed. "Ah, love, it's not the people who work who seem so happy. It is only the people who are not happy who, looking at other people, think they are hap py. You must know, to a girl in a five-and-ten-cent store, you ap pear to be the happiest creature in the world." "I wish I were a girl in a five-and-ten-cent store!" she cried. "I'd live. I'd worry. I'd fall in love I'd have some real feelings, some real emotions!" "You are having some real emo tions now," said Clarence, very softly. "Of course, you want to live!" His arms reached for her, and he held her tight "With me, you shall live. I shall teach you what life is, Beatrice. I love you. I love these little hands and your bright hair and your bad little temper." He put a finger under her chin and lifted her face until her eyes met his. There was a fire in his eyes, a dark and burning look that THIS CURIOUS WORLD IN WALES, L- THE eiSBAT WESTESN l?5iS?. (SAiL-wy HAS TRAINED DO&S ON ITS PJVfOLJU." ttW. f-J THEIR AAINJ DUTY rHTl TJ . . IS TO KEEP SHEEP Off II f jV "W j S TMiATOES A4i sX-r"1 -S -ARE t M Z-A I 'r - ft-.-i-A . i ' a a. i copa.wiavacAsemice.Mic. 3-ZI Ha1cS;5a15PM$Ska, an-: Pepper' Tallahassee, Fla.; Hatch, sante Te. N. M.; Tydings, Annapolis, Md. LEADER OF BORIZONTAI, I Late dictator of Greece. 11 Squirrel skin. 12 Heron. 13 Custom. 14 Regions. 15 Kind. - 16 Fool. Answer to Previous Puzzle Iad i i p tjeL el mm PTEDBRBGiA'LnLmpt, hiololMnHliNrriRiElslsas 18 Toward. 19 Highly fla- vored sauce. 20 Mountain (abbr.). 21 Fashions. 22 Outer coat 26 Removed whiskers. 28 Sugar-cane stalk. 29 Sounds. 30 Catlike. 31 Pair (abbr.). 32 Measure. 33 Confining'. 34 Opposed to con. 35 Coin. 36 Science of plants. 37 Pretense. 4 38 To accomplish. 5 39 Germ celL 40 Banquet. 41 Advocate of realism. 43 Money facto ries. 44 Amidic 45 Reluctant; VERTICAL 2 Molding. 3 Skein of yarn, rt-""12 is "nio r-i W 26 u "1 """""" r"T 25 -i b" Tr 51" 1 "T40 "' ""j4l r" " " " " -j43 "' could not be false. Yes, ha loved her. That much was true. "Kiss me, little Beatrice. Kiss me and then dare to say you can not have real emotion!" Afterward, he did not let her go. His lips against her hair, his voice husky with feeling, he said. "No more running away, Beatrice, Next x&ek, we shall be married." (To Be Continued) n 0 ytl . vf .ilhL HI Walter Robert Avery. 32, who was sentenced to death by a firing squad following his conviction of first-de gree murder of Ogden, Utah, Police Detective Hoyt L. oates, is snown in an Ogden Jail cell writing "a few oi mv thoughts." which he hopes might keep others from leading the kind ol uie ne nas lea. By William Ferguson S IVAAtE THE CAPITALS OF THE STATES REPRESENTED IN THE SENATE By BEM0WE WO! MOT AND TO CUNNIWG GREECE 14 Intended. 16 Undraped statues. 17 He was called the " man of Greece." 19 Small depres sion. 20 Rebellion. 21 Heaven sent food. 22 Salty. 23 Mine shaft hut 24 Upon. 25 He died of a infection. Insect's eff 0. recently. Mister (abbr.) 27 Fear. . 31 To iron. 7 Deputy. 33 Laughable. 6 Roentgen ray. 34Dish. .IHF""?: .. . 36 Kanarese sect. 10 Street (abbr.). 37 writes. 13 Under his 39 School of leadership his whales. country 40 Pine tree. Italian inva- 42 Each (abbr), sion. 43 Myself. OUT OUR WAY r S SAY. ALECK. O.W;." THAT'S SOMB Y I THATLS A RERMO. I J KIMO OF I JOB FOE ONE I S'FOSE J ECOMOMV OP OUR OWM i ITS GAcj, I'LL BET. ( ( rAACHIMES" SO LOWS BUT I CAMT WHEN) YOU GET J EtOOUOH I &EE IT, COZ. (M IT DONE I WAMT TO I THEY HAVE V I SOU TO CUT THEM IV ALLOW TO PUT NEW I i CEMTER HOLES FEB. CEMTERS IM V OPP OF IT .' y THAT, V IT IF THEV V V r - , - K EH f I EVER HAVE p I 1 1 AT V i I I I X I I AKUMrvJ S J I THE DEAD END RED RYDER V -T 3 R'SrlT.' AT N1 LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIE WHAT SEEMS TO BE THE MATTER PLEASE. MR. HERE, IGAR? WARBUCKS- STOP WORK HERE DONTGO AND IT CRIPPLES DOWN THERE- THE WHOLE PLANT- 1 THEY'RE ALL EXCITED- 3-21-4! esn i v BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES WASH TUBBS BVERVTHIM6 FROM HI6 POCKETS, MVRTLE. LIKE THAT! OW VOUO HANDS AMD KNEES, ONE SlOEt THE 8ABOM IS MUCH TOO AND DAN&EB0US TO TAKE CHANCES WtTHf FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS PUSH FORWARD OM THE STICK I -I YEP M ALLEY OOP 9 A cS-MAMl! ive killed a 7 If FEDERAL. ASEMT!! WOW HOW W" II DID HE. GET MIXED UP IM IV -THIS... OH.OH! THAT ARMV JtfWfil SOT ,V FLAME 1 STOLE 641T1V I - ' TWATV IT! "1 MM-- By J. R. WILLIAMS BUT THEV LL SAVE MOWEV AT "IHAT--SOME OP "THESE NFWLV rAMMr WAR MACHINISTS V.OULD THIMK ITS AW OIL HOLE- AMD EMPTY TH' CAM EVERY MOONJIKJ'.' sn lT,(7WlL."Mc, .Ml '" hf EXCTTTiCflREZll ri THEY? SO AMI? i ,1 y. IF THERES SOMETHING I 1 ; . TO GET EXCITED ABOUT f U 5 I CAN GET MORE EXCITED I a THAN AMY BIRD YOU " - WTHV0UP PE- Z, f "S Z. wssiou.sia.l ffl. h-?tA tO, WOULD LIKE TO V7 S () 0rS KEEP SUCH PEES3N7iW'iL' I1 AL EFFECTS AS JC 2fI?k KW RSUMTAtM rtal WME-M THE PLANE? tTTTT GATHERS MOMENTUWl, j I1 J PULL BACK GeUTLV I !" I I 1 J-Jj ON TUB STICK, &UT I I yi-0Lt NOT TOO FAST OR. ' ' fi I YOU'U. GO INTO . A 7 "?7y?" whew! I've . 7 G-MKN MEVER TD3ET aurrl thuv HUNT VOL) TO THPi EMDS OP HERE. QUICK. t30TTHE MAOIC BELT.. .. ) ) BUT AT WHAT 1 ! 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