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The Mason City Globe-Gazette from Mason City, Iowa · Page 11

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FEBRUARY 4 1931 MASON CITY GLOBE-GAZETTE 11 A LOVE STORY Si att. C.1UU Pro. A«xUlk«. In. CHAPTER 60 Was he awake, Jim wondered-or still In that lonely" Chicago flat, just dreaming these hectic things that had been happening for four days? He might be dreaming, all right. So often, just when you were surest you were awake and the delightful, stuff of dreams was real, you woke up to the clang and clatter of the alarm clock and a splut-. ^ iering radiator. Well, in a few min" now he would 'see Jetty. Just he alarm didn't ring yet for a :.'! : few minutes! -' Jim looked queerly at the driver when he stopped the cat) and opened trie door at the porte- cochere of the Dowling mansion. In a daze he gave him a mil and waved the. beaming man aside, rang the _ _ bell. J Joretta opeued the door, to his _ further astonishment. This was too good to be true. Instead of Perkins' august visage--there stood Joretta, so golden and starry-eyed. The next minute they were clasped in each others' arms, their faces pressed together--their lips--lost in momentary ecstasy that obliterated all tb; conflicting thots that had been uppermost in their minds only a little while before. Stolen carburetors and lost dads assumed infinitesimal proportions in comparison with their joy of reunion. She put her finger on his lips to signal silence and motioned him to come upstairs. He followed obediently, still feeling foolishly like an automaton or a ham actor in a farce, or something. It was even worse when she had pushed him in. to a deep armchair in the midst of such beauty as his masculine mind had never conceived In a room, anc with fear in her eyes began telling him an even wilder dream. Foreign shores, mysterious disappearance of her father, horseback riding bandits--his wife a stowaway on her own father's yacht, following him stealthily into the mountains--a mad race along the coast in the yacht. But at last, she had convinced him that it was all too real and that something had to be done very quickly. "Whatever we do, vye must not let mother know a thing about it, unless--we have to. Somehow, we must get back to Ensenada without her knowing about it." ---. So he helped her plan. They went /to Mrs. Dowling, who received Jim with cool civility. '·Mumsy, Jim wants me to go to pa-Pedro : -with him for a few iiys, where he has some business I'll come back -- really, I will · -- until -- well, until we can arrange things to'make you nappy." "Then you will leave me alone again." · "No, I promise. I shall not go far self. But Norman--oh, the cheaW how could he cause us all that trouble--?". "Wait, Jetty, I have something to tell you." She looked at him with quick alarm. What now? Was he goin] :o confess that he had stolen Norman's idea? Oh, she couldn't beai it! "You don't mean--" 'I mean this, young lady. Cast your glimmers on that for a starter and see it the speed suits you!" He flourished the check before her. She stared at it, looked at his beaming face, again at the slip of paper--and collapsed in his arms. Then be told her all about it. "I'm ashamed to be so happy, Jim," she murmured, "when dac may be in such danger, or--" "Forget it. He's all right. All the trouble is, you and Uncle Charley let your imaginations loose." "Oh, I hope so! Then do you suppose dad will forgive us--everything?" she asked suddenly. . "Don't ask me. You know your dad better than I do. But you know I had the idea, myself, that it might make him angrier than ever. Espe- pccially if we get down there wita this state militia and he is strandeu in that Mexican town waiting for his runaway yacht, and find we'va meddled in his strictly private af fairs. Whew! me for the exit, and 1 don't mean maybe or reluctantly!" "Then I'll go. too!" "Of course, sweetheart. Who said --or even thot--you wouldn't? Well, all I know is to wait and see. Meanwhile, we'll watch this famous Norton carburetor do her stuff, anrl after while you'd better slip up the cabin and take a snooze, or you won't be able to trail into the mountains after your dad tomorrow." "Not unless you come with me:" "Okay, darling!" The -hours slipped by and the yacht sped thru the water as if it were conscious of its mission and hastened to the rescue of its master. Dawn was just streaking' the sk when they sailed into the quiet harbor and anchored at the pier. First. Jim went ashore to inquire as to whether the American had been seen who owned the yacht. He had not. "Looks like we would have to form a posse and go after, him Guess we can get cars to take us part way, and the watchman on tiie pier tells me we can get mules far ther on. Hadn't you better staj here, Jetty? The trip will be to- much for you and we can do every thing there Is to dp." "No. I am going with you. I can endure being here alone and just waiting." ' So he finally consented to her going. * » « They found Allan Dowling wandering in the mountains like from you again. Only be patient for i maniac. A beard of four days' a ,f ew days, will you, dear?" So they escaped. Uncle Charley had been busy getting provisions for the return trip, awaiting Joretta's arrival -- with -- Jim, he fervently hoped, and his advice about what to do. "Why, get a squad of police to take along. And if we don't need them, we can pay them off to keep quiet about it," was Jim's advice, It was not until they were well underway and Jim had .gone with Joretta to the engine room, that he had a chance to tell her his wonderful news. "Oh, Jim," she had said, as soon as they were alone and everyone assigned to their quarters. "I can't wait for you to see that log register the revolutions of the tachometer. I have watched that engine until I think I could make one my- growth, soiled and torn clothes anu a haggard face made him look like a crazy man, for a fact. When he saw Joretta, he collapsed and sobbed in her arms like a child. Her tears mingled with his while she murmured soothing words. "Dad, are you all right? Oh, we thot you 'might be -- dad, I am so glad to sec you -- " over and over. He had not spoken a word. "Did you get lost, dear? Wasn't it lucky we came for you as soon as we did?" He stared at her hopelessly, looked about him at the rest of the wondering party, cringed before them. She understood that he wanted to tails with her alone, so asked them to retire at a distance. "What is it, dad?" she begged fearfully. "I can't go home with you. Jetty. (Turn to Pttg« 14, Colnmn 2J. = S4LT AIR=THATS WHAT ME WHOLE. SOUL'S CRYIN'FOR= SAW AlR. tt JUST SlWAe A SHIP - A JOLLY CUFPER AMD* SALT AlRl! TJUCTS AU.I ASK! MUGGS McGINNIS ajr Ma TW SEA'S tU ME BLOOD»ALL, MV UMOtE. BATCA WAS BARNACLES O' TH' » WHY. ME veey IMNARDS IS wnu THIS !! THff SAILOR HAT.WVt ON TU'COAL BAR6E Ma, WHAT WOZ HAD ME SEASICK WITH Tfi T6QU8LE WITH m KtVA READS V A1AMY 8cc*C§!! Accept No Substitutes ! Bringing UP Father BV.QOU.IX 1 . I'M QUAD TO ^IT OOT OF "THE. HOUSE- JUST To FROM THE -biaHT OF THAT OOCJ- TO ME OFFICE- '-f I A PlCTORE OF J THAT B\R.O-5eEQ HpUWD OM t-W , ' By WcManus 1051. Inn FeatureSsrnce. Ice- Greii rtriuin ricls reserved. HOT HAt! BlST/ rVE STTA AT IA3T- SHE'S CNEfJ AT MC H.U Cer -YMe. PfloNeo AMD raw TIND T. QO 1FHECAUS AGAIN Hit* 10 we SHOPP BUGS CALLED rfeRE ABOUT COXEN TIMES Independent, That's Him By Paul Robinson Re«. U. S. f at. Oft., coprricht, 1D31. Central Pieu Aai'n. -£ - _ TJOU-V-r: 1 ..HPR "TO Hone. FIHO THE- ^yrbRe: -to -we. MOMO^- AW vT'u_ BC. IH -Vot Higli Pressure Pete . , - Hopxon GOT 73' Nofe.- PINO IF TrW -I5~OOO fMfVriNTH' HOLLOvJ TTeEE. BV RIOER fRETTY QOICtf, we'U. BIROS w TH'F. uo^T NIHT; rn GONNa Lotos? 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