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Oct. I, I9« Uttin City ai«**-OM«t<«. M*ta» City, to. Copyright, 19*9, by faM Baldwin Cuthr«U ftat uiei Synd/caft FAITH BALDWIN CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE TERRY rose, remarking that she was going to her room, and standing, looking out over the gardens to the mountains and to ?u "luuniams ana to luutneu ner nys iu i^uL-ueua s lor me at teatime. When I see the sea, she spoke quietly. "There cheek. She said, "The way Chris Aunt Cordelia I'll ask if she and will be very little gossip, Jack, and I feel now, we don't need Uncle Hugo will come to dinner and none for long. No matter what anyone on our side. But that Saturday night. I'm asking vou Mr. Amenly has said or will say doesn't ' *~" f ~ nr ~ t; — '•• -• • - • *^L rtmemy nas said or will say. uu esni Keep me iruin warning now. It's my first real party. I'm What can he say except that Chris someone, and being grateful when not much of a cook, though I'm married Mark Austin's daughter? I have found y° u -" learning, and Mrs. Kalen is lend- . " — -•- — — £•• v LIIU i> *^A*A i£ married Mark Austin's daughter? We knew that, did we not? If other people assumed that Terry's —-..~,. *»v,v>iM.c oaouuieu uiau xerry s AJCJ. uuy uau uuiut: sum gone, father died a rich man, does it fol- The shower trees dripped .their low that we assumed it? If .»uw umi. we assumed It: It iuiuuuw cuiuia, me jjuiiiuiunas they learn now that he died poor were crimson parasols. On this and dishonored, does it follow that mid-May morning it was hot on we did not, all of us, know that King Street, and crowded. Terry too? Mr. Amenly is a stranger; also his word is not especially reliable. Our friends will take our word. And we will not even have to give it." She walked out of the room and after a moment, Terry followed her up the stairway and knocked at her door. When she went in, Cordelia was lying on a chaise lounge, and Terry said, "I shouldn't have come up, you want to rest." "No, sit down there at the foot." "Thank you for saying what you did." "It was simple enough. I should have said it the other night, at Naniola. But then, of course, things seemed quite different." "Very different. Yesterday when Chris and I were alone, it was mostly of you that he talked." Cordelia looked at her. "I've had quite a while to realize what I have missed and what I have lost." "Not lost, Aunt Cordelia." "Yes. It should always have been Chris of course, but I wouldn't let it be. It's too late now. I can't even return to the uncomplicated affection I might have felt for him when he was a child, because it was never uncomplicated, you see. Nor can he feel about me as once he felt ... I know how he felt now, I knew it when he said, 'It was you!' He is no longer a child and an adult outgrows his parents or his substitute for them if he's to be py. That's looked at "And the way it must be -with you," she added, "for you must outgrow your dependence on your father." "I have," said Terry. "Not wholly. You can't go back, Terry, to the way things used to be, any more than I can go back and be a young woman again. But Chris and I understand each other now. We can be friends. And because we can be friends, he must let me help him wherever and whenever I can." She smiled a little. "At least you and I need have no reservations. I liked you immediately. I thought, I would have wanted a daughter very like you." "You didn't feel it the other night at Naniola. I could feel you not thinking it." "Only for a moment. I am a conventional woman, I have been for the greater part of my life. the way it is.'\ Terry thoughtri^, .y. found I felt no difference toward you, Terry." Terry rose and went to the head of the couch, bent down and touched her lips to Cordelia's luncheon, and then she'll drive me to your mother's where I'll stay for a while. Dr. Kalen's wife brought me into town, she'll stop or me at teatime. When I see keep me from wanting Lei Day * # # had come and gone. rainbow colors, the poincianas walked slowly from the library, where she had stopped to return some books, across the palace grounds and on to the bank. She was by now accustomed to the traffic and the throngs of people of all races, but she would never tire of the surge and flow, of the old men with flower leis about their hats, of the Hawaiian women who still wore the holuku, of the elderly Chinese who had not followed the younger generations into Western ways of dress. At the bank a pleasant young teller, half Chinese, half Portuguese cashed her small check. She thanked him, put the money in her purse and looked at her watch. She had time to go see Jack before lunch. She left and walked to the office. It was nrt a high building, but it was big, and built around a court, patio fashion. Flowers bloomed in the court, trees bestowed their green shade, a fountain splashed into a pool. Jack's office was on the first floor. She waited briefly in an anteroom and was then admitted. It was cool here too, the room was large and pleasantly bare, except for the fine desk, the comfortable chairs and utilitarian files. There were enlarged photographs of plantation scenes on the walls, a Kelly etching, and a picture of Naniola from the air. "Well," said Jack, "this is an innovation." It was the first time she had been here since her arrival in the Islands when Hugo had taken her through the offices. She said, "I come under white flag." the She did not display it. She wore a cotton frock, in a pale, soft green, and a brimmed white hat, and around her throat the lei of carved ivory that Jack had given her. He asked, "Was this trip necessary?" and picked up his hat from the polished surface of the desk. It was a panama, wreathed with a feather lei. He turned it over in his hands and put it down again. 'I think so. You haven't been to see us." 'I didn't believe I'd be welcome." She said, "We'll both welcome you." "Both?" ' Terry sighed. "It wasn't sensible of you to go to Mr. Mannering, Jack. Whatever you said could make no difference. He recognized o.w» v..v_ ^i.v.mv.1. fui i/ v,'x inj iiic. <jgui*.cu v^mia sincerity, he was I have grown to see things in quite willing to give him a chance." formal and definite patterns, I'm "It was foolish, I admit it." He afraid and by choice, I think. It's leaned across the desk. "Maybe I so much easier and less disturbing. ^ --•----•••'----^ But once I detached you from what you called the legend, and looked at you as yourself alone—I believed I had your best interests at heart." "I doubt that. Jack, I'm meeting Lilia at her mother's for DAILY CROSSWORD DOWN 'I. Insect that feeds on fur K. Qualifies 9. Sign of zodiac 10. Dull pafn 11. People of Syria 13. Sloths 14- Part of "to be" 15. Omit 17. Run god 18. Jumbled type 19. Fortitude 21. Type of jazz singing 24. Distant 25. Vein of a leaf 27. Snare 28. An agent 31 Auction 34. Flowering shrubs 36. Siberian gulf 37 Toward 38. Sea eagle 39. White linen vestment (Eccl.) 40. Anger 42. Scribbles 44. Pond 46. Eyes 47. On the ocean 48 Twilled fabrics ACROSS 1. Bog 2. Sash (Jap.) 3. Rubbish 4. Hunger 5. Music note 6. River (So. Am.) 7. Craving for drink 8. An East Indian herb 8. Adapted for 30. Malice singing 32. Sprawls to a lyre ll.-Weakens 12. Warning 16. Fleshy 23. Name 26. Dutch colonists (So. Afr.) 28. Daughter of Mohammed 29. Islands in N. Atlantic fruits 20. Particle 22. Alms box 33. Subsides 35. Kind of fabric 39. Fills with solemn wonder 41 Before Yciterdiy'i Antwer 43. Lofty mountain 45. Water god (Baby!.) to-1 18 21 Z8 40 47 29 22 41 26 42 24 30 48 27 10 20 17 10-I DAILY CRVPTOQUOTE—Here's how to work it: AXYDLBAAXB In LONGFELLOW One letter simply stands for another In this example A Is used for the three L/s, X for the two O's, etc. Single letters, apos- trophles, the length and formation of the words are all hints. Bach day the code letters are different. A Cryptogram Quotation RG KEG-BVSUN SHE KVP NEBCN JfTJTT RG JKV KVM MH HWGF — IKJ- Jrt H V K T M. Yesterday's Cryptoquoto: EVERY WOMAN 16 INFALLIBLY TO BE GAINED BY EVERY SORT OP FLATTERY—CHESTERFIELD. Dtitrtbutttt by kite F**tur« Syndicate ;arning, and Mrs. Kalen is lend- ng me her Kauze for the evening, •he and the doctor will be there, .ilia and Alex, and the Langers re coming. Kurt Langer was the plantation a n a g e r and Jack remarked houghtfully, "You catch on fast lon't you?" She said mildly, "For some time was my father's hostess. It isn't ard now in different circum- tances. For everyone is extra- rdinarily kind." ' ; I understand that Alex under- ook a mission for you when he vent to San Francisco back in Vlarch?" "He sold my emerald ring, yes, nd at a good price," answered 'erry. She repressed the quick ise of anger. "Although I have no dea how you knew. Not that it vas a secret. It's pleasant not to .ave secrets." "I overheard a conversation be- ween my mother and father, uite inadvertently. "It doesn't matter." She straigh- ened her shoulders. "Jack, Chris doesn't know I've come here. He wouldn't like it. If you want to ell him in order to create a dis- :urbance, that's up to you. But or some time I've wanted to ask 'ou to do something for me." He said irrelevantly, "You're a r ery pretty woman, Terry." "If that could be of any influ- nce, thank you," she said unsmil- ngly. Will you listen?" "For 5 minutes," he agreed. She said, "I want to ask . . . No, '11 say it more strongly, I want o implore you to put nothing in -ii__*_t *• :hris' way He interrupted. "I? But how could 1 possibly . -, . Chris fights under the Mannering banner, so to speak." "Mannering or Russell, what does it matter? You're all in this together. You can make trouble for him if you wish, as I suppose you've always wished—a word here, another there, a half-truth, a reminder, a prophecy. These travel, they reach the right—or wrong—ears. As of now, Mr. Mannering is very pleased with Chris. He works hard. . . ." "A timekeeper, I believe," said Jack politely. (To Be Continued.) Webster City Pastor Accepts Goodel! Call Goodell—The Rev. Lawrence Lee of Cranston, who was assigned to the Goodell church at the annual conference Sept. 23, did not accept the appointment and will remain at Cranston. The Rev. J. T. Stuart of Webster City has accepted the call to Goodell and will be in charge of regular services Sunday. AfoAH flUMSKUU, ENS/NEHRS RETIISE WKEM -THEVfeE TOO OLD TO CHOO-CHOO? FEO.T2 UP A PARACHUTE? WOUUO STE>MAht TOUEOO, OHIO - -TO HOAH" THE OL& <SJ U I Z-zi CA L ty Klnt ruMir»«.87»dl«*t«. Im. Try and Stop Me -By BENNETT CERF- r>IG LEAGUE baseball stars, more often than not, are shy on •I* palaver. They hate inquiring reporters and banquet promoters. Catcher Bill Dickey, called on for a speech at a dinner in honor of a teammate, arose reluctantly one night and confined his remarks to "He used to be a sucker for a high curve on the inside, but now he can hit anything!" When the Braves' pitching star, Johnny Sain, beat Feller and the Cleveland Indians, 1-0, in the first game of the 1948 World Series, reporters mobbed him demanding-, "What did you throw?" Sain thought hard. and answered, "Baseballs, I guess." * • » A rookie policeman, recently Imported from Ireland, was assigned to paint the cornice of the precinct station house a bright emerald green. He set to work with such vigor that globs of paint spSlled over the edge of his scaffold, and plumped onto the sidewalk. His best friends saw the green paint coming down and called up anxiously, "Murphy, me boy! Are ye havin 1 a hemorrhage?" CopyricM. 1919. by Bcnnclt C*rf. Distributed by Kinc Features Syndicate. SCOTT'S SCRAP BOOK By R. J, SCOTT S-fHt. MOS-f MAHY CUR.REN-CS IK -rkt A.-riXH<ic OCEAH- ^4$' OF PA.UL REVERE A.-T .BoSlbrt WA.S f ITTY-filX tA,R^ IH 10-1 DALUK. WU AJU> ,mr-A Ttow MANY OF fRUlfi AMD Vi^E-tXBLES DOES A f AM ay oFr- KEEP A. VEAP. ABetM' 3,000. •POUMDS» ROOM AND BOARD By GENE AHERN BLAST THE DRATTED APES OF THIS/// HOUSE AFTER TELLING THEM WHAT I WAS ^_ GOING TO PREPARE FOR DINNER. ^§2 BAKED "WEENEE-PO*"- HUNTERS'- l<^ STYLE FLAPJACKS AND COFFEE ' THEY WALKED OUT TO EAT IN A RESTAURANT/- PAHi: A PLAGUE OF MOOSE^ ITCH TO THEM / A NEW HAT ALWAYS HEER5 A WOMAN UP AND MAKES HER J APPY--I'LL PICK OUT ONE AMP SEND IT TO BLONDIE • BOOBOO-HOO/A HOO.' DON'T MAMA _/-* EENIE. MEENIE I WANT YOU TO TAKE GOO OF MAMA TOCAV, COOKIE-S NOT FEEL PROCEED UP THE STA\RS AND AvONT FURTMER AFTER YEAR-R-R5 OF WAITING, I'VE GOT NEW FUR-R-RNITUREl-COME SEE HOW CHEER-RRRy MYOFFICEIOOKS! AYE! HOOT. WON! THIS I SEEING! OURNEW HOUSE '7,5 AR-R-RED LETTER MOTHER AND BEARER OF, QAV y'VE COME ON' 1 AY Y N HE LACROSSE PAINTING. - • BUT WHAT'S GOING'ON?! OOPS.'THAT SETTLES IT.' f=T NOU WERE RIGHT, SKEETER... MY RACKET DOES NEE RESTRINGING.'/ B I G WHATEVER MADE YOU WANT TO JUMP INTO TWAT -7 BUSH? I DIDN'T WANT TO! I JUMPED TOO FAR.ThWS ALL; OW. f OW. f {-/HOLD 7* OH, DEAR.' THUMPN' GOT/ STl LL! BEES, WASPS UP MV LEG.' LET'S I OR WHAT? T'TW BITING ME.' OW.' Tttfg^^/j^Q IT'S JUST A BIG OLD BUR BURDOCK BUSH VOU FELL INTO. BUSS.'SAY.'WE CAN HAVE SOME FUN WITH A PEWOFT^EM. 1 cttura Sjndicitr. Inc., V«!d rixhh m*r»cd. / WHAT'S WRONG )/ I DON'T KNOW EXACTLY... \XVITH JUDITH, <s I BUT I WOULD GUESS IT'S ^TT STEFAN ? J gL A MISUNDERSTANDING Of THE -f ^SS1/-ZST1«»-,HEAI5T/ VOU S'JKS DID... EVEN THOUGH I DON'T L'KS WHAT IT ADDS UP TO/ THAWKS PERTH'IDEE/ BUT-BUT THEY j- LOOK LIKE *A GRAVES/ m- WHY ARE YOU W YOUUff D1G£IU£ «nW FELLERS ALL THESE/HADM'T ORTER HOLES.^^ifliiL ASK SILLY QUESTIONS/ HMM-THET'S RI6HT-THEY DO/ GOSH ALL HEMLOCK/ IT'S UNCLE BEW/ A BURlEDTREASURe HUNT "IS COM EON/ LET'S N<3TWAIT VJHAT DO V3U THINK VOU'RS DIGGING? A CAM YOU GUESS SOUNDS LIKE E JUST IM TIME FOJ2.THE 6PAND OPENING/ ANY LONGGR^^AV&A AYE ' piPATES DID USE THIS ISLAND.VEAGS AGO.!' CANT-GUESS IN v BOXES? THETREASURE te BOXES NOW MONDAY.." ^ABELSIMS IS^vWAS MV BBOTHEH, A (MEAT CHEMIST HE PIK? AT HIS WORK.' AS HtS BENERCIARV, I AM MEKELV MAKIUS AN INSURANCE CI>IM/ WE KNOW WHICH PHOTO 15 VOURS / THERE'S A BAZOR CUT ON VOOS? WHCTE VOU SHAVEP VOU(f HEAP A5 WELL AS VOU* CWW ' .., I CAN <• EXPLAIN EVERVTHIMff ABEL SIMS? JlVjp PONY BE RIP/CUUXJS.'

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