Albany Democrat-Herald from Albany, Oregon on April 22, 1936 · Page 5
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Albany Democrat-Herald from Albany, Oregon · Page 5

Albany, Oregon
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Wednesday, April 22, 1936
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WEDNESDAY, APRIL' 22, 1936 THE ALBANY DEMOCRAT-HERALD, ALBANY," OREGON V PAGE FIVE : (he Oakville community hall Monday, April 27,at 7:30 p. m. The public has been invited to hear the speakers, music and entertainment. ... : FOLLY and FAREWELL By Marie Blizard 1936 NEA Service, Inc. RECKLESS DRIVING CHARGED An accident this morning at 8:15 ews to her and the reception she ecipitated the an-est of Joaquin By Marie Blizard Dixon Cobb Carter. Will you have her dolls loved her and asked her i B. Bello. Glendora. Calif. Cars had given him. CHAPTER I i some chicken salad? tu help them and love mem ui-ways. No one in all her life had i driven by Bello and Max Groes- Well, son, she made a natural mistake.' How could she have beck of R.F. D. No. 3, Albany, col' asked for her love. lided at the corner of Sixth and Linda Bourne hurried home That was the wav it began, through the April twilight of that Linda had some definite ideas day that was to prove so fateful, about how she hoped it would t-nd. A few weeks more, she thought. Where she didn't care. The far- ,. ,, .,.,. , : wm streets, and shortly alter, a She had friends. She was She danced well, rode well. am uiuutm Ju vtic ;u.i i wnrrant isminl fur tho nrr. warrant was issued for the arrest reporter. I think for your own sake you should go and explain and the gray bushes would burst thest corner of the earth in a played a good game of tennis and into yellow blotrni. April was a canvas tent would be all right with 'son. She was an "organizer," a I of Bello on a reckless driving charge. He was apprehended in it to her. Salem where he awaits return to "Do you?" Pete bit savagely nlAlbanv accordmg to officers his pipe. "Maybe I will some , . , warm night when I can do with a 1 bit of cold air." I nice month, but May would be her. so long as it was at the end of committee girl. That was the life nicer. That was all right; it was a life spent with him. she ltd as leader of the little set exciting to think of what was Linda, on her way home from i constituted society in Newtown, ahead. In May the lilacs would her errand at the Ncwtotn Blade! The light went out of the sky blossom, opening their hearts to olflce. turned Into her own street and Linda sat in the dark in lliat fill the air with heady perfume. and her dreaming came to an ' house ot tragedy, lorlorn in the And sometimes the birds sang at end abruptly. It was the appear- j uiought that there was no one to night. The moon would be round ance of her own home that start- ihmn ol her with sincere kindness as a dollar on the twentieth.... ,lcd her. The big house was ablaze and sorrow. Her world would be "Wilda's party" (thus Linda's ; with lights; the drive was filled i blocked, but it lacked tenderness. But. whether he intended to or W"sj? not Pete Gardiner went to call on V5JJp Linda Bourne and found her sob- f.- if If m bini',, her head pillowed on the One man was thinking ot her new grass. He gave her his handkerchief and offered his shoulder. She only knew that it was more comfortable than the grass and wiped her eyes on his handkerchief. rv tliougms Ilew) "is on the twen-, with cars, yet only silence came tieth. 1 will sit on the terrace with jfrom the house, and there were Dix und feel the broadcloth of , strangers standing on the wide his sleeve beneath my hands that1 porch, get hot and cold when I think of j him. Oh, Dix. . my lamb with j Afterwards she couldn't remem- tawny hair and fierce eyebrows ber who took her aside, telling her that grow so straight across your to be brave, to remember that her brow. You haven't an aristocratic lather could not have been in his nose at nil, and your mouth is right mind and finally that he sensual, but you are an aristocrat i was dead by his own hand. I'ele Gardiner, alone in the city room ot the Newtown Blade, pufl-ing lazily on a battered pipe, contemplated his long legs, draped on an editorial desk, and thought of the girl wlio had been there a . nun time before. Point by point, Pete Gardiner, ace uulitical renurter in the state Oakville Players Honored at Party fit's THE YEAR'S BIG NEWS IN REFRIGERATION WE NEW COID- by his own aumission, reviewed ! i..s appraisal oi me president ot j me lotal Juniur League, daughter oi toe town's leading mill owner una leader of a set that had not yet discovered nun. "eie Knew fan is, but not as many as would i.kcu to have known mm. He had MAKING UNIT THATi CUTS CURRENT, Oakville. (Special) Members of "The Night Owl" cast and the committee in charge of the enter-; tainment with their families, climaxed the season's frolic, centered about the successful presentation of "The Night Owl," at Oakville in March, with a covered dish dinner and party at the community dining room and hall Thursday night. M. S. Coon presented a table lamp and towel to Mr. and Mrs. George Millhollen and belt to David Macpherson, as tokens of appreciation from the "Owls" for their services as directors of the COST TO THE BONE ONLY FRiriDAIQP i - - ---- nasit l' v. 1 drama. j Special remembrance to Clar-cnce Engy, one of the owls, and . his response created humor. Those attending were Mr. and Mrs. George Millhollen, Mr. and Mrs. Floyd Bulman, Mr. and Mrs, ! Floyd Lamb; Clarence Eagy; Mike Coon. Mr. and Mrs. Dick Da Tl T An n.M,,.nn till, n IwnUn .11, tl , .rnmnn l.i.,1 clil K ...m.l.l i,., on., Knc" tn n riage proposal from the man you considered your best friend. Linda did and that was the beginning. mai vis, Mr. und Mrs. Gerald Working er; Mr. and Mrs. J. S. Taylor, Ruth Reeve, Bob Cale, Meda Brown; Janice Millhollen, Charles Lamb and Mary Lamb. Hurley's Plumbing Shop Second and Ferry BU. Phone 108 , chance o say anything, and for "Don't worry about that 'poor the second time within an hour child.' She'll get along," Pete said 'she left him. This time. he wanted ! coldly. to slap her face. ' I His mother laid aside the news- Some time he would pay her i paper. "Do you know her, Peter?" back. I "Not socially, Mom." Then he "That poor child!" Mrs. Gar- told her about meeting Linda at diner said to her son when' she the office the day of the tragedy, read an account of the funeral. how he had gone to break the afternoon in the Blade office came back to her. "I'm afraid you'll have to excuse us, Mr. Gardiner. And I must ask you not to presume on our meeting this afternoon. A statement will be given to the newspapers." She spoke before Pete had a f 1 vJP i.eer Known any like Linda. The aiuiueis, modier and sun, had lived on ilie wrong side ot tuwn ever since iwis. buiuiner, newiy wiuuweu, had put up me lime siyii mat read 'flam LnessmaK- i ii,. ' iney sun lived on the wrong s.v.o oi iowii, but in compaiattve .u-wuiy now; i-eie niaue a MlJl. .'.' Forty dollars wouldn't seem like muen iO a girl like i,mda uourne, x-lic Inougui wryly. Not that it mauu any cutlet uuee. li he were tsou.g iii be interested in any girl ii wouian't be one like her. His dream girl, laintly resembling Die'iricn, Harlow and Madge, lloaied tniough ms nuua, anu he compared her with Linda us ne remembered nor. He wouia-n t eai Landa pretty,'' but she uad suineming. tine would have her moments oi bieathless beauty, ne ihougtu, remembering the glow oi an inner rauiance mat titled her gray eyes and nt up the leu-lures of ner heart-shaped lace. xe remembered tne sweetness ol ner mourn tnat was loo large lor pieltmess. nd ne reincinoerej the way her dark hair ciung to her small head,, escaping in icn-unls cu.iea hive snauuws on ner cneek. He liked her head, he decided, and the slruigntness ol her bacK, the liiie moluing oi her big bouts and we stieiiiilu in her slender hanus as sue sul ai his typewriter uoing me utile peice about a Junior league bu.aar. She was a tiioruiiKiibred, and l'ete liKed PROGRAM PLANNED The Corvallis Townsend club No. 1 wilt present a program at hun- Linda Bourne, who wrote a scenario "just for fun". Her friend Peter Gardiner showed it to the film Hpr. nn-ov Hrmon, and that's how Linda won a contract and set off for Hollywood. ihoroufeiibreas. he was one self. i he desk phone rang. Petc and you aren't sensual. You're : And when she escaped to her j reached lor it languidly. divine " own room, she stared at herself! "Hollo, Coioui' tu was the The dance would be her seven- in the mirror, shamed that she Blade's police reporter). "L'al teenth date with Dix. Seventeen ; could not cry, yet realizing that I bourne shot himseli in his oflice since the night at the Glee Club : she could not be untrue to herself, j an hour ago. Tell Barrett I'm on concert. The concert at Adelphi Linda Bourne did not love her fa- j the story, will you? Pete roaeheu lur his crumbled Hall, and the tawny-headed boy 1 ther. She had tried to all those booming NeopoHtan love songs 'years when the mother she faint-lustily in his sweet, untrained ly remembered had gone away voice. And later, the waiter com- : with another man, leaving the tiny ing to tell her that "her grand- ; Linda in the big house with Cal-mother" wished her to take sup- : vin Bourne. i. ' cigaiette package, and thrust it bacK. Moved by an impulse he diuil t stop to analyze, he tooK the stairs, thiee at a lime. Somebody would have to tell that poor kid her old man had bumpeu Himself oil. Gently! per in the alcove, Linda thought of her mother then, and what manner of girl she must have been. She tried to picture her, here in the room that It was Linda, cool, dry-eyed, And in the alcove there was Dix, the tawny-headed singer. "Hello, Red-dress," he said. "I didn't know any other way to get you away from that mob and I wanted lo know you. I'm Dix for so long had been her little ;and white, who opened the dour to world. A loveless " world where! him. 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