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SUNDAY, MARCH 18, 1934 MASON CITY GLOBE-GAZETTE THE OLD HOME TOWN HI4H POCKETS SMITH, HAS NOW UVBP ON HK5H SROUND FOR SIX MONTHS BUT HÂ« STILL WALKS AS HE DID WHEN HE LIVED ON THE RIVER MUD FLATS JUEAt TfflS F1BST: Captain Tittle Turner, returning to England from Indln, finds pretty Viola Norman on shlpponrd, deserted by her husband and Irtenlslcw. After frustrating her attempt at suicide, he learns she Is to become n mother. He Introduces her to friends of Us on board, the Kutherford family, Â·alia later aÂ»k Viola to Â»ton with them Â·when they reach Eneland. Dnrlns Â» wTM about Viola's future on deck Turner suddenly kisses her paÂ«Â»lonatcly when the ntcamw lurches and Â»he Is tlirorm Into his arms. Tlitirle Is filled with self-reproach and next day' "ends "Viola a note of apology. She replies she Is not pnRry but when e p e s e -n -- - -confronts Viola two days later, Â«he says the cannot accept Ills financial aW now. Turner finally persuades Vola to let Wm help her with the undcrstandlne she will pay him tack, as they near Inland. After naylng coodbj'* to Viola and the Btitherfords, Tttfle Roes nero.s tnuland to the home of his sister, J Â° M '^. w , lleI . 0 J;g hosband, Harvey Gllmore, an "rtlst. treetÂ» Wm. HarÂ»-ey takes TlBsle to Us stadlo and Bhows him one painting In particular. NOW GO ON" WITH THE STOBY) CHA.PTBK 18 "GREAT-- HEAVENS!" said Tig- ^He found himself staring at something which at first sight appeared to be a jumble of indistinguishable form and color. Then, as he gazed, the thing took shape as a nightmare dawns on a sleeping brain. "Great-- Scott, man!" he said. Is it liell-- or what?" ' " "Yes, hell,'.' said Harvey grimly, , "with the water-supply completely cut off. They're all dead, you see. Â· Â«.Â· Soon.of them bave been dead lor a. - 'long tinie."But"they're atUI suffering That's the essence of the joke. ' They loved their bodies so muca Â·when alive that they're still chained to 'em even while they rot. Pretty idea, what?" "Take it away!" said Tiggie In open disgust. "It's the filthiest thing Tve ever seen." Harvey laughed softly, with a certain exultation. "I thought it'd turn you up. But it's a masterpiece, you know. They'd hang it fast enough at the Salon. It would fetch a foi- tune in France. It's name is Corruption." "Take it away!" reiterated Tiggie. "It's putrid. How the devil do you think of these obscene things?" "I don't," said Harvey simply. "Genius is like birth and death. It comes naturally. You can't harness it either, whatever the critics may say. By the way, have you ever noticed how very few of them can be said to possess the first feeble spark thereof?" He turned the picture slowly away from Tiggie's outraged gaze and returned it with an air of reverence to its corner. "Well, that's what happened to me," he resumed, "when I went on strike. After I'd caved in. and done it, like Nebuchadnezzar, my understanding returned to me, and I became more or less human. I discarded drugs and took to drink for a time and after that by easy stages I crept back to the normal.'"I-- see!" said Tiggie with slow enlightenment. So complete blindness was Janet's prime attraction. "You're a funny devil, Harvey," he d. I know it," said Harvey with his faun-like grin. "But picture a woman of intellect dealing with such a situation! The thought's too horrible" His grin became a grimace He pulled out two or three more canvases with a hint of impatience "Now I'll show you the sort of fool game I've been at for the past year waiting for the inspiration to boil up. It's completely inane at present, but I fancy the breath of lire will come eventually." He came to Tiggie and stopping, propped On pictures against the chair he baa oc cupied. "This is only the germ," he said. "Thought it might interest you to see. It's a study of a girl I saw dancing in a cabaret show abou that time-- a wicked little baggage of course, but pathetic in a way. It'. the sort of thing you might develop said. COME fWJAW At^O VtP^IS. "TUH POOR |_ YEAU 1 . WE'S I VJAVIX . OORTVUW. r* NÂ«GWT "STARVE. ' - YOONG M(MO, A POLE. ASOOMO .YOONt "SCARED WTO By STANLE\ . VT CAW'T PW Mcosfsi Â·MERE. WA. PCXE.7OO .VW, SOT ( VOO.HUV4 *** t v . l A.*, t f ' \T "SONVH. FOOO . \T. T SOMP'M \MraOM6 VOSTH By Les Forgra?e Copyright, 1984, by Central Press Association, Inc. Hep\u. THPVT, . -5o IT I_\KE PI - -Fere P.KO To I5"o muss PSOM THE-SOOTH -?bue. ETC -- Keep -me ONE-TO High Pressure Pete '. \FTHf\tiSTUE (COME OM! CASE.WWt 3ET1E(Z//HOU'IJE THE ' - ME Ai-OMG. Tlclrrr STOFF. THEM wuV UOT LET AAP GO LET ME WU PESEO-TEI? THOUGH *JOCEr RNPS MSBL AROESTEP Frank Merriwell at Yale STlRUWG, -THE / GUILT/ 3 HNS Burl L Standish Muggs McGinnis Cc^m 1934, by CÂ«ted ft*. 1 L AsMht 'Â° n ' '" C COME TO THINK; OF tr HErzes tons BIG snor AT Xouit. HOUSE - lAwnerz OP SOME.THINS . ,,,,,,- MANGE NOT-- MANGE THP.TS WHS MOUI2 OLD MAM "WAS AU- IN A SVNEAf WSOltr FINDING AND DID I SMACK: HIM PLENTY. 0 HESAIDNOU JUMPED our OF HIT CAR SO I CAME SACIC HERE PUT TOtS [3DSE. Vou. NO-JUST GOT A DUCKING -- HENfM fHRTDIRTN DIRM DOG' ViOULDNf ffBE SVteu.-;? WPNAP ME SAID AM HEIRESS - THATS A LAUGH ."f into vice or innocence. It's neither fiendish nor divine at this stage. I don't know which way it will work. It has possibilities in either direction. Sometimes I call it 'Jade,' which is hackneyed, and sometimes Â·Aquamarine'--which anyhow is original so far as I know." "Good heavens above! 1 _. _ gie, and sat in unbreathing silence thereafter for so long a time that Harvey presently looked round at him to ascertain the cause. "What's the matter, you old blighter? Got a fit or something?" "No," said Tiggie. He spoke slowly, with a sort of suppressed violence. "It's--it's--you've got to make a decent thing of this. It's like someone I know. Don't play the giddy goat with it, Harvey! Make her--as she is--beautiful!" "What ho!" said Harvey. "Can you produce her?" Tiggie's eyes came to his in swift, distracted glance that had in it a sort of torture. "She's--nothing to me," he said rather desperately. "Nothing, that is, but a friend. You might not even see the likeness. No jne sees the same. But to my mind --to my mind . . ." he broke off, seeming to struggle for words. 'Look here!" he said finally. "You may take it from me. Not ---'Aquamarine'!" -"Ye gods!" said Harvey between astonishment and gratification. 'You speak as one who knows!" .Tiggie got up from his chair. He was trembling though he sought to cover it with an attempt at lightness. "Yes, I do know," hfe said. Tve traveled all the way home with ler from India, so I ought to. Make t 'Aquamarine,' old chap, and you'll be all right. It's the one word iat describes her. I wonder I never iought of it." Harvey was still watching him with eyes that saw keenly through all subterfuge. "AU right, Tiggie," he said at length, "I'll make it Aquamarine 1 --on one condition." "Well?" said Tiggie. He was smiling, but there was strain behind his smile. Harvey did not speak for a moment or two. He was still studying him closely. Then at length with abrupt resolution he named his con- "Just this," he said, "that you take me to see her." Tiggie's answering laugh had a note of bitterness. "You're asking for the moon," he said. 9 9 9 During the days that followed, Tiggie did many things in Harvey's company which left practically no impression upon his memory. They fished and boated and loafed together through the first spell of early summer, an incongruous but oddly congenial pair, each of them waiting after his own peculiar fashion for a call that did not come. She had promised to write, but the days slid into weeks, and still Tiggie did not hear. He could have written to Spot's- club address, but he did not do so. He had no pretext for the moment, and Spot presumably was busy seeking a home. Later, if he did not hear, he would send him a line, but for the present he schooled himself to patience; schooled himself to take a purely artificial interest in Janet's poultry when Harvey failed to provide any other distraction, compelled himself to go for long hard tramps over the countryside when this also failed. There was very little society at Coltham. Houses were scattered far apart. The aged vicar and his wife called once a year, the few other neighbors hardly as often. An old college friend of Harvey's lived on a yacht on the Broads about five miles distant, and Harvey was wont to spend several weeks of every Paul Robinson NEED MONEY? PINE WILL LOAN YOU On furniture, antos, personal property or anything ol value to persons who have steady employment. LOANS CP TO SSOO Pay back in monthly Installments. LOANS MADE SAME DAY OF APPLICATION C. t. Pine Loan Company Of Mason City Second Floor \Vilr Phone 224 summer with him. But this year, because of that mysterious call for which he waited, he was in no hurry to pay his usual visit. "I douot if I shall go at all," he said, when Janet questioned him, "In any case, it would be a bit cruel to leave Tiggie to you and the hens." Janet was practical enough to see the force of this, though she remarked with some justice that Harvey's own society could tie scarcely more enlivening. However, as Tiggie was quite obviously not in search of social distractions just then, perhaps it did not matter very much. That the change which she bad noted in Tiggie at their meeting went deeper than any merely physical condition she was well aware. Something had altered him, but what that something was she did not pause to inquire. There was in Janet a very deeply-rooted respect for other people's privacy, so deeply- rooted in fact that it was her instinct to repel rather than to encourage confidences. As for Tiggie, it would have been easier for him to confide in Harvey than in Janet; but he did neither. He went his way in dumb endurance, the consuming fire within him, something telling himself that the torture was lessening more often strung to a pitch of suffering that was scarcely aware of anything but itself. He yearned for Viola with an Intensity that almost sickened him. He had not thought it possible that her absence could so affect him. There were times when he was even ashamed of his wild desire for her. For it was beyond all restraint. Physically and mentally it held him in an anguish of longing that was outside his experience. He could not drive her image from his mind. At night when, after stren- uous exercise, he sought to rest, she rose before him--a pale, sad vision ever and hopelessly beyond his reach. In fitful dreams he saw her still, and started up from them crying her name through the darkness, fighting- to reach her through immense and suffocating billows which perpetually beat him back. In the morning- he would rise early and tramp forth, wan and exhausted, into the dew, feeling utterly unlike himself, unnerved and shaken to the very core of his being. (TO BE CONTINUED) RATEWHAP DEATHS GOING UP Report Shows '34 Continues Trend ofincreased Car Fatalities. DBS MOINES, March IT.--The trend for increased severity in Iowa motor vehicle accidents, which was an outstanding characteristic for 1933 continued in 1934, Robert A. Teter of the accident,record division of the drivers' license department reporting 47 persona killed in Iowa this January as compared with 41 in January of 1933. The number killed in January, 1932, was 32. In January, 1934, there were 1,081 accidents compared with 1,073 in January last year. In January this year 844 persons were injured, 18 pedestrians were killed and 149 pedestrians injured. For January, 1933, there wore 11 pedestrians killed and 108 injured. Of the drivers involved in acci- dents, 4 were asleep, 31 had been drinking, 15 were blinded by headlights and the views of 30 were obstructed. 40 More Loans Made. GARNEK, March 17.--Corn loans for the week in Hancock county totaled $22,952.40, with 40 obtaining loans, bringing the total borrowed since Dec. 1 to $895,091.17. At any rate, the citizen who asserts we don't have any more old- fashioned winters has been silenced. --Indianapolis News. AKlMSKUlV X3EARAOAH= DOES /^ PIPE FITTER. SMOKE PIPE TOBACCO? OOHM VC, CAR.THAGE,. Ni DEAR MOAH= WHEN THE OL.TJ-L.ADY KlSSEO COW, WAS IT WITH PJ-EASUJSE OR- SHE THE MRS N.M. PftAY, AKft 010,0, DEAR. 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