The Klamath news. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1923-1942, March 21, 1941, Image 18

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Newspaper Page TextTHE NEWS ANT) THE HERALD. KLAMATH FALLS. ORE. SERIAL STORY DOLLARS TO DOUGHNUTS BY EDITH ELLINGTON All cknamt awidenU and organization! of this serial or entirely fictitious. YKSTKltDAYt BratTlea Haatla aa Davaaaart. rlra, fcwl hrlrraa te taa MMtlNItM 4rpIHHI afare aallllaaa, la farfeaa krr amaralaa. ale Mr. Wtml rrfvara ta haaar aaa caartt par1" far atrlaa af aala aaalra. Taa ! Hlt art far narrar. aaa aaattaaafal mU(M. fraakl tartaaa aaarrr. ta araaat a-atrlae kaa raraallr aacaaia ratal!. Am m falra aaa aaaaaiata af arr arraaafataar. wka alarta Ha IkKtaa'a, Mr. Wraaalaa; waraa Bratrira taat hrr aairr aaay aoaa 4laaaprar If aka eaallaaaa tala aa apaaalaa-. ska Saaaaaaa a. tlaa aa ta rkark. Irarra. A flk Saar. aaaravar. aka krara a yaaas. Baaarallaa ratra aaarraalair Mr. Waaaalaart -Tfcat irlrl-a tka waria-a ma mi aarlraa aajart. Ska ateeiM aa aaiailr caiaraaaraiae.- CHAPTER II AS the stood there, trembUnf on her taU ludte heels, the mink coat suddenly too warm around her, Beatrice Huntington Daven port knew a swift and devastating fury. She wanted to go In thi and tear that unknown young dins 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 met Is it my fault my grandfather left me millions? Is it my fault that the money breeds envy everywhere I go? didnt earn it, no. Perhaps I dont deserve it But just having it doesn't make me bad, black and inhuman! "You think Fm stupid and arro gant and conceited. !" not I'd like to work with my mind, my brain. You dont know bow I've tried, sometimes, to do something find something worthwhile. They laugh at me! Even Mr. Weeming laughs! Tm a prisoner, thafs what I am. Grandfather's millions the life he brought me up to live keep me locked up in a little world . I bate. I'm bored, do you hear? I've known that a long time but I never knew, until I heard you. bow bitter it is. "What else will there ever be? What else will I have? What ant 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 or, dream cf?" 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've managed to hide in . . .' She turned, and peered through the narrow crack of the opa door. "I hats him!" It was as if she had to sea him had to trans fer this hatred to some concrete Image. All 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 nana, witn strong, blunt fingers. And above the wide gray shoulders ane saw a tanned neck and a well shaped head with dark hair. Fiercely her gloved hands curled Into fists. "Ill see you again, you you chloro former, ' you!" she promised him silently. "Ill see you again and 111 make you eat that cniorororm! e e e RUT she was almost herself again when aha walked Into the lobby of the Algique. Clarence moved toward her from the dis creetly lighted lounge. "Cara!" he whispered, "Yon 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 ence Is! How well he understands ime. He knows so much about women . . ." Over her glass she asked him. "Do you understand everything about me, Clarence? Just every- Ithing? Or only when I'm tired or not tired?" He made a little gesture. "Who 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 Mimi Froth Ingham who had just as much money and would have been easier to manage. In a way, Clarence was amazingly percep tive. She twirled the slim glass i in her fingers. "Clarence," she said softly, "Clarence, suppose I told you I'm unhappy, bored, rest less. What would you say?" "Say?" The black eves elowed. and his hands reached for hers. "I would say my little bird needs relaxation, happiness, new scenes, love, tenderness. In short, Bea trice, I would say that it is time for the honeymoon!" i e CHE drew her hands away. "But I don't want to get married 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 dropped her eves. A sham little ache of disappointment stung her. Almost, she had hoped that beneath Clarence's flattery and lovemakmg beneath the polished manners, the amusins little tricks he would find some depth to comfort her some sympathy that would warm her, something real eoYtoMT. teal. nc4 acnyics. inc. and strong to evoke response. "Clarence," the 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 TUT 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?" ha 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. softly. "Of course, you want to live!" His arms reached for her, and he held her tight "With me. you shall lire. 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." lie 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 could not be false. Yes, ha loved her. That much was true. "Kiss me, little Beatrice. Ki-ia me and then dare to say you can not have a real emotion!' Afterward, he did not let her go. His lips against her hair, his vole husky with feeling, he said. "No more running away, Beatrice. Next week, we shall be married." (To Be Continued) By J. R. WILLIAMS OUR BOARDING HOUSE MAJOR HOOPLE OUT OUR WAY f THt?StLif1R T 'VIYE"eLV"l (( f MlN&TRBL MAKEUP ALMOST JPt LWCLB SZX I JOB FOR ONE ( S fv.S6 r ECOMOMV AT 1HW-SOME ) WCXSO MB, MAJOR, BUT T TUMOLtOjfAP-SPtfTT-TT.' FCsN' O" oua owm J ITS a, ILL BET I Of THESE NtVvlV ! WMBN VOU 6AID '6&AD THAT ta "'WMAT LWDER jM-T' ?-). 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M THIS CURIOUS WORLD IM WALES. THE 5ELAT VESTE;B?IS1 (?Aiiw-y mas TRAINED !-0S ON ITS FVWBO THEIR AAAIKI DoTV IS TO KEEP SHEEP OSF THE TRACKS AND reiOrHT-OF-WAY ANSWER: Capper, Hatch, Sante Fe, N. M Topeka, Kan.; Pepper, Tallahassee. Fla.: Tydis, Annapolis, Md. LEADER OF GREECE f!a- HOR120XTAL 1 Late dictator of Greece. 11 Squirrel skin. 12 Heron. 13 Custom. 14 Regions. 15 Kind. 16 Fool. 18 Toward. 18 Highly 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. Eoj3.eHev.eij1 IWfcCj AL-illiC 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 A LDil NCHOBA RO US El 24 Upon. rtf-lMl ll I I MTnreVVr 9 - AS. TV II an mi i -- 37 Pretense. 4 Insect's ecu. 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