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Mason City, Iowa
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Wednesday, July 21, 1948
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July M, 1948 MSM* City Qtol ftVrifcvtotf fcy King BY KSY HAMILTON CHAPTER 42 ANDREW sighed. He felt distinctly inadequate in his present role, but he had to try to straighten out Carol's ideas if he could. He laid slowly, "Everybody makes his own technique, I suppose. But I dp know that for most people ^happiness comes when they have an occupation they enjoy, and when they can forget themselves for most of the time by thinking of others." Carol tossed her head. "Aunt Millie loves housework, and she spends all her time fussing over me and Grandfather . . . But she's not happy." "I rather imagine that's because you're a worry to her," Andrew said drily. "Besides," Carol's voice quavered a little, "I don't know what I want to do." "How about gardening?" Eph's voice rumbled beside her, and she look at him, startled. "I hate it! I don't like getting my hands in the dirt . . . That's lunny, too," she admitted, "because I never mind getting them greasy or dirty when I work on my bike or the car." "Must have a mechanical streak," Eph said. "How'd you like to come down to the filling station and help me out mornings? Couldn't pay you much, but you could learn a lot." Carol was pleased. "I'd like that, I think," she said. "That is, if Gramps will let me." It was obvious that her grand- lather would let her do anything she wanted if it would keep her out of mischief. He had just come in from his fruitless search when they drove up to the Wheeler house. Millie Sayre came running to the door when she saw their headlights, and caught up Carol with a wordless cry. "You're wet," she said, then. "How did that happen?" Andrew said quickly, "I was bringing her a drink of water, and —and I tripped and splashed it on her." "Oh, I do hope you haven't caught cold. Go up and take a warm bath, dear, and get right Into bed." Millie turned grateful eyes on the 2 embarrassed men, and Ogden Sayre, his face sagged and grey-looking with worry and fatigue, said, , "I'll never in this world be able to thank you 2 .... Where— was she?" "Up in the hills, with Ralph at his shack. But the important thing to remember is that she was all right," Andrew said. "Well, we'll be running along." The trip back to town was slow. Andrew felt drained, now that the •^excitement was over. Besides, he could not help but wonder how long the change in Carol would last. If she had a weak streak from her mother "Well, I sure enjoyed riding in this car," Eph said mildly, getting out at his house, when Andrew stopped. "I wouldn't worry none about that Carol either," he added. "It's been my observation that the burnt child gets the most grease. But that's the way it is in this world." His words brought another memory to Andrew's mind, and he laughed suddenly. He saw Eph standing over the prostrate figure of Ralph. "I thought you said you couldn't fight," he chuckled now. "I thought you said you were as meek as butter. Pretty strong butter, if you ask me!" Eph sighed. "You suggesting I should eat my words?" he inquired sadly. "Heck, I been doing that all my life. That's why I'm so fat!" Andrew had no trouble finding men to make the excavation for his house, but when it came to masons and carpenters, he was not so fortunate. All the best men in those lines were already working for Baron on his development project, and this time Andrew had no legitimate excuse to get any of them away from the contractor. Wylie said, seeing him on the cleared piece of land where Andrew's first house was to rise, "I'd rather be working for you, Mr. Paulson, but you see how it is. And Andrew did see, that was the trouble. In the meantime, the gondolas arrived with the lumber from the shipyard. It was splendidly weathered wood. He clambered over the freight cars, examining it, measuring it, estimating what he could get out of it, and was extraordinarily pleased with what he saw. The ends where the bolts had been would have to be sawed off, but for the most part he had something any builder might well envy him. Mrs. Potts said, "I hear you've got some prime wood, Andy." And Sayre hailed him as he went by one morning. "Everybody in town is talking about your clever move, son. Seems you had a real inspiration." "Is the living room wainscoting oozing yet?" Andrew asked with a grin. But he was more than a little anxious, too. "Not yet and when it does, 111 remember I've no call for complaint," the older man said. Everyone, it seemed, knew of his lumber pile on the siding, and he discovered again that the New England appreciation of a true bargain was always present in these people. He was beginning to feel the same way himself. But not entirely. When Mrs. Potts, less disturbed this time, handed him another yellow envelope one hot July noon, he learned how much he had changed in these past few months. It was a message from Bigelow again. It read: "Am sending this for Jessup, rather than give your address. He is supervising the reconstruction of the old house into a sanitarium for tubercular patients, as per Mr. Delacourt's will." (Andrew was amused how cleverly Bigelow had said this so that the telegraph operator at Branfield would not get the connection). "The charity concerned is anxious to have you as architect for the job. This would be an excellent opportunity, and would pay well. Please advise . . . Bigelow." Andrew could see the hand of old Mr. Hadley in this. And Jessup's too. Both of them had been so distressed by the terms of his grandfather's will, and no doubt both had used their influence to wangle him this opportunity. Yet he did not feel that they had gone beyond their province, for he knew that no one could do that particular job better than he. Nor did he feel any sorrow at the thought of turning the handsome mansion into something as impersonal as a sanitarium. There had been only a few rooms which had had any sentimental value for him. He put the yellow message back into its envelope, thrust the envelope into his coat pocket with a thoughtful air. Mrs. Potts watched him anxiously. "Mr. Bigelow isn't sick, is he?" she asked, unable to contain her curiosity any longer. "No," Andrew answered without thinking, "he wants me to come down to New Jersey for a big job." Mrs. Potts was indignant. "What does he want to do t h a t for? Doesn't he know you belong in Branfield now? The idea! Why, Andy, you wouldn't leave your development, and Joan, and all of us, to go down there, would you?" She was so upset at the mere thought, that he hastened to reassure her. But she sensed that his heart wasn't in it; she realized that he was only talking. And Andrew, although he didn't really intend to go, could not help playing with the idea for a few hours. It would mean a good fat fee. . . . It would mean that he could certainly afford to get married, and he wouldn't have to be away too long. . . . He could always come back to Branfield after the job was done. He ended by dropping in at the Branfield Lumber Supply company that afternoon. Alec was in the outer office, talking to Joan, and greeted him with some excitement when he appeared. "Hi! I was just going to call you. Got good news for you. Joan, where's that manifest?" He beamed on Andrew through his glasses. "We fot to font* foot dMtnf materM this afternoon, and we're apportioning it to our pet customers. You can have enough lor your house, Andy." Andrew was pleased. "Fine," he said. ."That means that I can use the plywood cases for interior finishing—all kinds of items that I didn't dare include in my first plat* bScause I didn't know where I'd get the stuff to build them with. How's that roofing coming through, by the way?" "It will be here in time," Alec said as he hurried toward the mill. DID SOU' CHECK THE BALANCES; (To Be Continued) If At First- Memphis, Terni., (U.R)—Mrs. W. H. Pickler got a letter with a special note addressed to the postmaster saying, "if not received within the normal 5 days please try 5 more." - YES, MR. DITHERS-•! CHECKED •«!«! (AND DOUBLE- "S^ll -Z CHECKED 'THEM //' ir o, PAGE ONE SHOWS, 17.52j BE SEATED, ATOK, 6O THE BETTER TALK THE BROW OF THE VELLOW- HAIRED CHIEF \S CLOUDED AfoAN NUMSMUU, «ANET<?ASY< I/ THE. BETTER TALK. HAIRED CHIEF 15 CLOUDED -c- E MA|TEROF THE J wrw WORRY, is IT THE / CARAVAN, j— —' 1 fcCHASMlJ— P^i. OTHER 3172.56 MEAN t GO AROUND IT,I FEAR-' ER WAY AGBOSS. 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