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THE STATESVILLE RECORD. STATESVILLE. N. C. PAGE One ITlore ULIeddi COPYRIGHT 'READ THIS FIRST: Garry Now Fork columnist, has Just returned from abroad.

At the plei he was greeted by Barbara KlngsTey who came to New York 'a few weeks previously, the day before Garry sallec for Europe, to fill a vacancy on a child magazine at the suggestion ol her close Natalie Kendall. Barbara and Garry became interested in each other when she was society editor of the Martlnsvllle Post and Garry had come to Martlnsvllle for a wedding. Jack Metcalf, an artist, and Ruth Merryweather, an attractive heiress, both close friends of Garry's, had taken a kindly Interest in Barbara during Garry's stay abroad. Julia, Barbara's cousin from Martlnsvllle. In New York for a visit, moves into Barbara's apartment unexpectedly.

Barbara returns from meeting Garry at the boat and finds a raucous party In progress. She Is dismayed as Garry calls Cor her thai evening. Barbara Is furious to flnd the party still going when Garry brings her back to her apartment and orders Julia and the others to leave. Jimmy Minton, a notorious playboy, gets fresh and Garry knocks him down NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY: CHAPTER 14 GARRY READ Barbara's thoughts when Jimmy Minton and his companions had gone. "You poor kid, you're homesick and tired to death and you hate this mad scene, don't you?" Barbara nodded.

She was close to tears. The mirror that lined the counter wall showed her a i slini girl tn a perky green turban with eyes that were big and frightened and red lips that trem- bled. She had wanted everything to be as merry as a wedding bell for Garry's homecoming. Garry lad come straight to her. And now She forgot she had been lonely for Peter.

She wanted i Garry to put his arms around her i and let her cry and cry. When they were in a cab, he I pulled her closer and kissed her gently. It was quiet now. She closed her eyes and was still. Garry took her up to Ruth's penthouse.

As he left her, he spoke slowly and his eyes smiled. "Don't forget that I love you." These words were in the back of Barbara's mind when she went home the next evening. It was six o'clock and the subway trains were packed. Garry had called her at four to ask if he might drop by later in the evening. Remembering how she had planned to have the apartment look when he should come first, she had sighed as she started home.

The (room looked much as it had last I night. Julia was not there. Her clothes were strewn carelessly over things as though she had just got up. She had squeezed some oranges and made coffee and the soiled dishes stood around. Barbara slipped out of the new black dress and hung it up.

She put on a huge bungalow apron that covered her slip and looked around. 'No, she couldn't bring order to it 'by nine o'clock. She needed help. She went down to the first floor land knocked at the door of the custodian's apartment. His wife jwas in.

"Is there anywhere that I could i hire a maid to help me clean up jfor three hours?" she asked. The woman nodded. "I'll help I for 50 cents an hour." "You're hired!" When the work was nearly completed and the living room floors shone again, the cushions were plump and inviting, the draperies 'tied back to let in the starlight the wind, Barbara ran down i the street to buy flowers and fresh candles and food for the empty ice box. She had time for a bath before the doorbell rang. It was 1 Garry.

He liked heV home. His eyes 'said so at once. He sat down in the biggest chair, and she dropped i on a hassock at its side, and the 'play began just as she had imagined it a hundred times in the last month. He had some pages of his play i with him which he read to her. 'She praised enthusiastically, criticized frankly.

And when he left she felt that all the damage of the evening had been re- 1 paired. She had donned thin white silk pajamas and a green negligee i and was in bed, reading, when (Julia came home. She was alone. "Barbara, I'm sorry about last night," she said. "I guess they pretty much mussed up things.

But I'm not bothering you any longer. Jimmy is having a house I party on his yacht and he's invited me. I'm leaving right away." "I see." Barbara hesitated. Maybe she had been unkind to Julia. "You know you may stay just the others that I can't stand.

Are you sure the party is jail right?" course it is. Ml drop you a card from some port." Barbara went to the window to watch the group who were waiting for Julia. She was still there when Julia summoned the chauffeur to get her bags, and followed him downstairs. Jimmy Minton greeted her and his voice carried on the still night air. "Was she kind to you, Julia?" yes." Even from the third floor Barbara caught the feigned gasp in Julia's voice, was pleading with the others to forgive her, Barbara, for her inhospitality.

"Barbara ling, honestly she is, never meant to hurt me like this." Julia was a princess who PHONES 'EM Abe Pickus, president of a Cleveland oil company, who hates war and who telephones to European dictators to tell them how to prevent it. He gets them, too. In at least 50 calls in two years, he has had Hitler, Count Ciano, President Lebrun and other celebrities on the phone, although he blamed Hitler's poor English when he was shunted to Foreign Minister von Menrath, He says President Roosevelt is nlwnys at a Cabinet meeting, or something, ItOMK 13V Itl5AVJ3tf home ta in heaven My rest is not hero Then why should I murmur. When my trials appear He hushed, my dark spirit The worst that can come Will i-ihorton the Journey, And hasten the homo. It not for mo To bo seeking my bliss And building rny hopes In ros'ion like this I look for a city.

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I Detroit Fire Fighters Want Loud Speakers OKTU01T (UP) speaker for u.m>, i "smo'ko caters" in largo He read her some pages of his play. lad been wronged, an Innocent naid who had been kicked down he back stairs. She was all things sweet and beautiful and desirable. Barbara stayed at the window, aughing into the night for a long time after the car had disappeared. It became natural, after that, for rarry to come at almost any time.

His hours at his paper were irregu- ar so he never knew just when he voul'd be free and when he wouldn't be. Barbara's own posi- ion was less exciting. From nine until five she read copy, wrote cap- ions, arranged layouts of cinnamon bears and new applicants for Mother Goose Row, Now and then ihe wrote a story. Unless she stayed to do some ex- ra work, or it was the time of the month when the magazine went press, she was free for the day oon after to join Garry a favorite spot where the food was good and the prices low; free cook a. steak for him on her jrill; free to settle down with a book before the fire, for a com- ortable evening that was usually nterrupted by a call sometime ate in the evening.

The telephone might ring at one o'clock. "Sweetheart, did I waken you?" "You did, but I like it." "Your disposition is too good to ast. Barbara, I've been up all night on an assignment. How about getting dressed and letting me pick you up for some food? I brgot to eat dinner?" She would be almost ready when he came. Then she would have a sweet roll and cocoa while he or- lered his special favorite plate: fried oysters, two fried eggs, two strips of bacon, a dill pickle, toast and coffee.

The restaurant vould almost be deserted, the vaiters sleepy, the room would be cold. They would be happy. Ruth had gone to Paris the week after Garry came home. Julia did not write when her trip ended. It Barbara saw a picture of the party alighting from the boat when they came iome.

Garry's paper carried it. September and October were one. November brought frost, and tinsel balls and crimson bells in the five and ten-cent stores. It was after 11 one night that Barbara's bell rang. She picked up the telephone.

"Barbara?" "Oh Peter! Where are you?" "Back in Martinsville, honey, at the same old desk." "I wish you were here." "I may be before long. I've sold my book on the strength of the early chapters." "Oh Peter, how grand!" She was glad for him with warm rush of old i- t'nr "Babbs, remember Bruce Kemper, the boy who worked under me for a while?" "Yes, I've met him. Julia had him here." "Oh, I see. Finished his undoing. The kid's in a bad can't pay his rent, sick, hungry, half out of his mind.

He called me half an hour ago and gave me 1 an address. Got a pencil there?" He gave Barbara Bruce Kemper's address. "If you could get some food and money to him, I'll wire you the amount the first thing in the morning. That kid saved my life once at the risk of his own, when we were in swimming. He was all right mind.

He needs a doctor, maybe hospitalization. you send someone to him?" "Of course, Peter." "Tomorrow may be too late. He was delirious when he called me. If you could get a' doctor there "I will. I'll go over, too.

Some- one will go with me. I'm so sorry, Peter." "Call me back afterwards, you, Babbs? Thanks." She heard the click that disconnected the call. Garry was out on an assignment that had taken him from the city for a day or two. Ray Lipton might do. He dropped in sometimes, merry and nonchalant about life, politics and love.

As a newspaper man, he would be kind to Bruce. She found Ray's number and dialed it. Ray must have been sitting by the telephone for he answered at once. "Ray?" "Hello! It's Barbara Kingston, isn't it?" "It is. Are you settled with a book for the evening?" "I I'm not.

Where do you want to go?" She gave him the address and he whistled long and low. "Some neighborhood. Whom do you know in that district?" Briefly she told him a little of the story, carefully omitting Julia's name. "I'll get out my car and be right down," he answered. "Poor guy.

You say a dame did this to him? He ought to know better. I'll be seeing you." Bruce Kemper was undoubtedly very sick. He tossed and called out and he mentioned Julia's name. He did not recognize Barbara. She went downstairs to summon a doctor while Ray stayed with the man.

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