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MASON CITY GLOBE-GAZETTE, JULY 11 Â·Â§ 1935 THE OLD HOME TOWN By STAN LEY WE BEEN TAKIAJ6 YOUR PAPER TVJFAITY JUST TOR THE NMEATHER THE PRINTER AT THE C PRINTEP THHVJHATHEia REPORT*" OF A6A1N ai* MISTAKE 1 - THKOWMS THE LOCAL -A/EA7HEW JMTO A TUCMOI1- BEAD THIS FIRST: | Carefree Lieut. Valentine Preston, attached to a gunboat in China, to rushing to the harbor at Shanghai to bid goodby to his childhood sweetheart, Janice Edding, who is sailing with her family to the United States, is frustrated when ar attractive girl takes the last sampan to the liner anchored in the bay. A friend and Annapolis classmate of Val's, Brad Norris, also going to the liner to say goodby to the Edding family gives the situation by giving Val a lift in his boat. Val learns Janice's father, Captain Edding, has been ordered to Puget Sound Navy Yard. Keaching the liner, he runs into Jan's young sister, Mimi, who is very fond of him. Val finds Jan with Kent Townley, another naval lieutenant, whom he dislikes. FinaJly getting Jan alone, Val apologizes for breaking a date with her the previous evening. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER 5 "Now listen, honey," Val's smile crinkled his eyes at the corners and made them dance. "I'm no end sorry about last night and I have apologized. Must I also guarantee a change of character?" Putting a slender hand on his arm Janice gazed up into his face. "Sometimes, Val dear," . she said wistfully, "I wonder if you really have a character to change. Could it be only a. charming personality that gets you by 1 You are an amusing companion, a grand sportsman, I love to hear you at the piano, to dance with you. But these aren't the dualities that make a man. Isn't there something more to you than just pleasant surface things?" Even while her words stung lie knew in his heart she might be right. Jan was no prig; she was fine and sweet and loyal. Reason told him he only resented her fineness because he could not--pr would not --come up to her standard. He despised himself when he said with, an iionic smile. "In other words you think I'm a drunken bum who broke a date with you last night. He watched her hands fall limplj to her sides. "All right, Val," she said slowly. "If you won't try to understand, just let's forget al: about it." Her defeated little hands did the trick. He couldn't treat Jan like this. He had been a rotten sport She was right .in everything she had just said. He'd tell her so. If ahi wanted him to take his career mon seriously, he'd try. But even as hi was filled with this high resolve hi became aware that Kent Townlej was watching them; and against his will the other's inquisitive stare kindled a fresh resentment. "I suppose Townley understand; you, Jan," he snapped. "There yoi have a model young man. Grea athlete, head of his class, perfec naval officer--and a big stuffei shirt, if you ask me." "I didn't aSK you," Jan broke in indignantly. "And you might b grateful to him for taking a pity 01 me last night when you failed to pu in an appearance." Townley! So Townley had cut in Here he had been kidding himself thinking that she had really caret about last night. Why, he hadn' even the power to hurt her. Th moment he Hadn't shown up thi other bird had stepped into hi place. Just like that, she had give his date to Townley. "A man couldn't expect any that faithful Penelope stuff from you, could he Jan?" he asked wit a sardonic grin. "Does it pique your conceit that didn't sit at home waiting for you ? His face darkened. "If it had bee anyone but that ass, Townley- he growled. Jan's eyes were furious. "At tw clock this morning, that ass Towny was sporting enough not to com- ent," she said hotly, "when you and our friends with your Chinese band procession of rickshas passed ur motor car as we were returning rom the Cathay." Val jerked out a confused, "Sory!" and turned away. He had forgotten that damned arade. Whose idea had it been, nyway ? At the time it had seemed brilliant inspiration to go caroi- ng along the streets. Just his rot- en luck that Jan should have hap- ened by for the show. At two this morning he must have been well iled. Still, she need not have men- ioned it. He was willing to apolo- ize but not to grovel in the dust an had been caustic before this bout his drinking but if he saw fit o get tight now and again, it was s own business. After all, it vas not as if he couldn't take his quor or let it alone. The gong for all ashore sounded j nd Val shook hands with Captain Edding. When he lifted Mimi up to ay goodby her thin arms clung bout his neck. "The doll is beau- iful, Val," she murmured against is cheek. "I do love you. Please ome back to the States soon." Then, because he knew Jan was istening he threw discretion to the winds. "Sorry, honey," he told Mimi, "but I expect to be traveling n the opposite direction. Your boy riend hopes to be going to Paris soon as assistant naval attache." le could have bitten out his tongue he moment after he said it, espec- ally when he saw Kent Townley smile quizzically over Jan's head. After he had put Mimi down he vaited for Laure to finish her good- bys to Jan. His anger of a moment since had cooled and he regretted tat he had not been more decent. Sow could he let her sail away with his breach between them? For the tenth time he cursed the impudent ittle creature who had stolen the sampan that might have delivered him here in time to have properly ^plained things to Jan. But now, how was it possible to say what might restore him to her good Braces while Townley stood grinning ihere beside her? He couldn't lower his colors before that bird. In the end he bade Jan a stiff farewell and started away with the other departing visitors. Half way down the deck he turned back. No use trying, he couldn't let aer go without making his peace. As lie pushed his way through the milling crowd, he resolved to persuade ier he was honestly penitent about last night. He would tell her she was right--that perhaps he was negligent and careless about his job. If it meant anything to her, he'd try to mend his ways. He'd ask if she wouldn't write. He came upon her unexpectedly in the crush with Townley still hovering at her side. "The tenders are leaving in about three minutes, Townley," he called. "Better get a move on. I want to speak to Jan but I'll be with you in a moment." The other man's even teeth "Don't tell me flashed in a smile. you haven't heard luck?" he demanded. "Why, I'm of my good sailing. My relief arrived on yesterday's transport, just in time for me to catch the Tait with Jan and the captain. I have my orders to the Puget Sound Yard as the captain's assistant, you know. But what a lucky break that I was detached in time to sail with him." Val's furious eyes rested on Jan. "No. no one told me," he said evenly. "I came back because I thought you were going ashore. Good joke on me. I'll chuckle over it for days. Well, so long. Be good." "So long," Townley smiled. mv regards to Paris -- when you get there." Val turned abruptly and strode Â© HEED MONEY P I N E W I L L L O A N Y O U On furniture, autos, personal property or anything oJ value to nersons who have steady employment. LOANS OP TO S300 Pay back in monthly Installments LOANS MADE SAME DAY OF APPLICATION . !*Â» Pine Loan Company Of Mason City SECOND FLOOR WEIR BLDG. PHONE 224 OH, BUDOY! VOO FIND BODDV MISSING". By Les Forgrave Copyright, 1935, by ICentrflj Prcss^Association, Inc. CHIEF t5rVte TO $CP\Pe.o dOv LOOK PitfOUMP IN High Pressure Pete By George Swan IT'S CAUGHT IM THE K\MOrvt5, "\ VMe'U- So IT ow~ BE ^ HONEST-)...MJW=Â« THIS G-HOST. , f^SToME VJE'LL MEVJER- CWCH UP CHIP 1 - OVJER- TKE ~OP Chip Collins' Adventures THE GrHOST THA.T By Stark Wiiheim THE GROST TOVJA.C.C' THE 6R.MJCrC.S OP A. DEA.O TREE. ON THE OF THE. THE STOUH R\PS T H R O U G H THE 'GHOST'." M.tOON5._ANPGr\OZE! ByWally Bishop Copyright, IflUS, by Central Press Association, Inc. GOAT HEIZ THE CiTHE^ PAX- I MlW.r^ETT- 7HESU TIHD ETTA THEM GINS Af3E GOOD - LOOK:/THE COAST GUAGDS ARE GOJMG our." Musr Be AM CALL .r AN Moui2 LATOZ- Wt'LL SWIMG AR.OUNO PEOSABLN BLOWN our TO SEA By Paul Robinson By William Rift Clarence Gray BRICK BRADFORD By YOUNG THE TUTTS down the dock. The final distressed look on Jan's face commanded him THOSE WOLVES CANT GET US- BUT AS LONG AS THEY HANG AROUND WE CANT GET OUT/ to wait. He thought he heard her call his name. Well, he wasn't interested! Beneath his hat brim his blue eyes blazed. Instead of letting him make a fool of himself, she might have told him Townley was sailing today. He hoped with all his heart that the great athlete's digestion was in a bad condition and that the so-called Pacific would do its usual something about it. As for Jan Ed- (SfefriNtV A lAfotk of TCURAL she could have Townley with his compliments. After all, what did it matter? There were millions of going out of And tht ap- girls. This China and peared to be that! On the tender returning to shore he stifled his last regret and, find- entered into conversation with Sue. Sue of the wine-red hair and smoldering eyes always piqued his curiosity. Two years ago when she married into the navy against IT'S LIGHTER ABOVE-THERE IS ANOTHER EXIT/ parent's command, her father there- ASCENDS/ GAMLA/ after refused to recognize her. was, Val guessed, a girl whose indo- 'Give lent manner masked a hysterical intensity that reminded him o' a drowsing volcano. And he sensed that although quiet, easy-going Brad adored her, and was doubly her slave because she had given up her family for his sake, yet it was her husband's fear of a scene that permitted her to dominate him. (TO BE CONTINUED) tÂ«ave for Lake. . ELMA--The Rev. P. E. Donnelly, pastor of the Immaculate Conception church, Elma, and the Rev, A. N. Tibeau and his assistant of St. Mary's church. New Haven, left Monday for a week's outing at Mine Lac lake, Minn.