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March 27, 1934

The Mason City Globe-Gazette from Mason City, Iowa · Page 13

Mason City, Iowa
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Tuesday, March 27, 1934
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TUESDAY, MARCH 27, 1934 MASON CITY GLOBE-GAZETTE THE OLD HOME TOWN By STANLEY TORNED OUT, WHE^ 1 -'-"., -ra BE_, if ^| E u BAB**; THESE ARE -DAE REAi-MEl-ANCHO DAYS FOR ED -WORDLESS. V/HO DEUVERS Vyl\SBIN$S FOB HIS WIFE - WHEN HE CAN FINO rsio OTH^fft OUT rfriiai* v HEAD THIS FIRST: Capt. TlgRle Tamer, retarnlntc to England from India, finds pretty Viola Nor- tnan on shipboard, deserted by her husband *nd friendless. After frustrating her attempt at iiulcldc, he learns she U to become a mother. He Introduces her to friends of his on board, the Rutherford family. When they reach England, Viola goes with the ButherlordH for a visit and TlKRle proceeds to the home of bin sister. Janet, realliln? he Is deeply In love with Viola. Janet's husbnnd, Ilnrvey Gl'mofre, nn artist, shows TlRfile a piUntlnjj of a dnnclng girl he had found In a cabaret on the continent. Amazed, Tlgcte recoKnlzea her as Viola. He Crows morose as she falls to write him. As Harvey and TJcEie leave fur n. visit to London, Turner receives a letter from Grlcrson Co.. lawyers, with a cheque In payment for a loan he hod. advanced Viola. In I*n- don he makes an appointment with Grler- son. The lawyer refuses to jjlve Tljrple Viola's address. Grlcrson tells TlgRle Viola Is not married and that she Is his step- Bister and now In his core. Turner runs Into Spot Rutherford at his club and learns ho and his family are taking a cottage at rarne nnd that he, too, is searching for Viola who left the Kutherfords to fo to her brother's near Putney. TlKRle nnd Harvey Ho to Putney only to learn from Griewm's housekeeper that the lawyer Is not there. She Insist* that no stepsister of Grierson has been there. Turner finds Harvey mlsslns as be leaves the Grlcrson house and waits for Wm under a tree. Harvey rushes up to B»y he has found Viola and TlfiK'e catches nlsnt of her entering the garden of the Giierson home. (NOW GO ON WITH THE STOUT) CHAPTER 25. Tiggie was trusting blindly to fluck now. It was a type of adventure that held no appeal for him, but necessity compelled him to carry it out. If he were on a wrong scent and encountered a total stranger, his confusion would be complete, but he did not stop to ask himself how he would deal with the situation. He would simply .have to take his chance of making out some sort of case for himself. The path he followed in the desired direction parallel with the road until it came out beside a wide stretch of lawn. This he quickly realized was in full view of the house, and he paused for a moment before fully exposing himself to the staring windows. But in that moment he caught a distant glimpse of a figure moving among some trees at the end of the lawn, and instantly resolution stiffened within him. He had got to risk something, and alter all, even if he were making a fool of himself, the penalty could not be a heavy one. The worst that could happen to him would be the loss of his dignity, and he was too simpleminded to attach any serious importance to that. So, with quiet boldness, he stepped forth into the open and walked across the lawn. Before he reached the sheltering trees he had lost sight of the distant figure, but he pursued his way unfaltering in the direction in which he had. seen it, until arriving at the end of the lawn he stopped to reconnoiter. He looked back at the house, and smiled a little as he saw that all the windows were shaded by sun- bunds, so that if his.progress had been visible from them at all it could cot have been for long. Standing where he was in the deep shadow erf some fir trees, he was quite Inconspicuous, but with the exception of that elusive figure there was apparently no one but himself in the garden. A winding path led away among some nut trees, _and this he decided to follow since there seemed nothing to be gained by standing still. There was no sign now of anyone near or far, and he began to wonder if the figure he had seen had turned back again into the road. If so, he would do the same, but he would search the place thoroughly first. Now that he had gained access to it, he would not abandon the quest until he had satisfied himself that it was vain to continue it. He left the wide lawn with its well-ordered flower beds and entered the green shrubbery beyond. He found it deserted save for a loud-voiced thrush who seemed to be emulating the errand boy whose whistle was again audible as he took his departure by the tradesmen's gate. After a few yards another path bisected it, and he came to a further pause considering which way to turn. The sight of an ivy-covered summer house on his right decided him. He would look here first, though hope was fast dwindling. He was not sure that he had really expected to find her even at the outset, and now he began to feel that it would need a miracle to make his long search end in success. She could not be hiding in this empty suburban garden with the roaring traffic at the end of the road, she who had stood with him in the fiery eastern dawning and watched the sun rise ·over the desert! He drew near to the summer house, still telling himself that it was absurd to look there. It was probably only a tool shed, and he would discover no more than a gardener enjoying his siesta. Somehow that thought made him tread lightly. He had no urgent desire to disturb any official slumbers. A mere glance was all he needed ere he resumed his search of the rest of the garden. So, with as little noise as as possible, he approached, and halting behind the screen of ivy leaned forward to peer within. For a second or -two he stood so, his sight, accustomed to the glare outside, finding the dim space within hard to penetrate; then there came to him one of those moments which stagger the senses like a blinding flash of lightning-- and pass, leaving an indelible mark behind. He drew a. deep hard breath and slowly straightened himself. The search was over. She was sitting in the deep shadow of the arbor, white-faced, stony, her eyes downcast, her hands gripped tightly together. It was evident that she was wholly unaware of him, and her attitude was one of the most complete despair. Only the occasional fluttering of the drooping eyelids gave evidence of the suffering behind that mute endurance. And Tiggie, dumbly watching, felt the old fire kindle and spread within him. It was the most poignant picture of anguish upon which he had ever gazed. Her very immobility made it the more arresting -- the more intolerable. He would have been shocked in any case by her general appearance, for she looked terribly ill. There was no hint of color in her face, and the cheekbones had begun to show in a fashion which made her almost unfamiliar to him. The eyes -- those fixed, veiled eyes -- were deeply sunken. Somehow she gave him the impression of a being starved, lost, and near to dying, in a strange land. It came to him that he could not stand there any longer without making himself known. The sense of trespass which had been banished by the shock of his discovery returned upon him, spurring him to action. He realized that he was looking upon that which he was not meant to see, and he cast about for a means of revealing himself to her without startling her. And then, even as he stood there debating the point, afraid to speak, she moved, turned her head slowly, and saw him. Her whole body went rigid in a second; her eyes widened till they had almost a sightless look, gazing, startlingly blue, out of her death- pale face. She spoke no word, made no attempt to speak; only it seemed to him that a nameless fear stared at him out of the stunned silence of her soul. It was in answer to that fear that Tiggie made his first blundering effort to reassure her. "I say," he said, "I'm awfully sorry-- -io butt in HO 1 . MO V3ONOE« VOO DOH'T T=W WH TvU-S B\G BRUISED UJMP ON VOOR VJ\»1S ,1 OOBEUHMt. IT'S OMOEO. -U4H. -SK\^ % . VJENE SCX To GET TUfsCT OOT. ^. 'T WUQT yoo. JUST HOLD «TLl_ NNRONG XNVTtt TUVS The Delayed Mail Copyright, 1934. jy Centra^ Press Association. Inc. High Pressure Pete Worse Than Drowning __.SO ',F TH6 VouMQ \ SEE WHERE THE out OF HE VALE fA.M iMTe.eFep.iMG... wn IX) TO HELP HINV. CoiteeM MC^W. HRILLE THE HAJOD50WE. DIZ1J\MG A. TROC\_ FOR. AAVUV. j I'LL T^LV.\JJIT^ ·x^ 1 Frank Herriwell at Yale Colleen Has a Plan BortL Standish \v: Copyright, IflSI, by Cenlral Prew Arawlillon. Int PUBLIC IBRW SlLEKlCE AUNt U1Z.IE MAN HAN BEEN Av MAN HATER. BUT SHE CANT |~\ MAKE ONE our OP ME ' MERE ARE THE RAPER.S-- AtL NOUtt DAUGHTER. HASTOOO IS SWEAK-TO REMAIN SINGLE AND THE FORTUNE is HERS. I WOULDMT =1\E Up W( COX FRIENDS FOR, ALL SO I'll- INHErctr A HUNDRED THOUSAND DoLLArss IF r A HUNDRED THOUSAND BUCKS/MAN 1 HAMENT HAD A DATE IN roun. DANS AND I'ME GOT AN INCH OF ousr on ME AU3SADV. For Love or Money . V. i Pit Off, toDTijht. 193). Ctnlra] Press Ais'n. I \ Paul Robinson NEED MONEY? PINE WILL LOAN YOU On furniture, nutos, personal property or anything oj value to persons who have stady_ employment. LOANS UP TO $300 Pay back In monthly Installments LOANS MADE SAME DAY OF APPLICATION C. L. Pine Loan Company Second Floor Weir Bide. Of Mason City Phone 224 on you like thin. Do make allowances if you can! I simply had to come. You don't mind, do you?" She continued to stare at him as though she failed in some way to take him in, and there was that in her look that cut him to the heart. He saw that once more she wag afraid. But it was not his fault this time; he had done nothing to frighten her, unless his persistence were the cause. It was that thought that emboldened him to draw a little nearer to her. "I say, what is it?" he said. "You're not upset by my coming like this--not sorry to see me again?" She made a stiff, mechanical movement and to his relief her staring eyes fell from his. They seemed to close for a moment, and then the strangest smile that he had ever seen crossed her face. She spoke in the soft, half-whispering voice that he remembered so well--the voice that was like a child's. "Why have you come?" she said. "Why!" said Tiggie. He came up to her and suddenly he was trembling; all that he had endured for her sake rose up overwhelmingly within him goading him to action He stooped over her. "Why have I come? Why, to see you--because I've got to see you, that's why! Do you think I'm to be put off with a wretched lawyer's letter.--and a cheque? Viola!" His voice broke oddly on her name, and he stooped and repeated it with a vehemence that challenged his own weakness. "Viola! I'm not like that--if you are! Why did you do it? Why didn't you write to me yourself?" He was close to her now. He could have touched her, but he die I hot, For she made a shrinking movement of withdrawal. "It's no use asking me things," she saifl. "Philip's letter--must aave told you." "Do you think I'm going to believe anything--Philip--Bays?" demanded Tiggie scathingly. "Or anyone else for that matter? You are the only person I'll listen to in matters concerning yourself. That's why I've iome to you like this. Can't you understand?" "Oh yes," she said. "I understand." And again the strange smile was on her face--such a smile as a martyr might have worn. "I hoped you wouldn't. I tried--very hard-to prevent you. But--oh, yes--I understand." "Are you sure you hoped I wouldn't?" said Tiggie She nodded quietly, not looking at him. Her hands were no longer gripped together; they lay folded on her lap. "Yes. I did hope you wouldn't," she said. "You see, it can only hurt you. And--it can't help me." 'That's got to be proved," said Tiggie, with a certain doggedness. "I don't know of course, but should say--it might help you." "That's because you don't understand," she said. "You can make me understand," said Tiggie. He paused for a moment or two, but he was master of himself now. perhaps her com- cerned, we're--exactly as we were." "It's no good saying that," she said; "because we never were--anywhere, were we?" "I don't know so much," said Tig- _ie, with that curious mastery which seldom characterized him save in her presence. "I think we used to be friends anyhow." "Board-ship friends," she said with her wistful smile. "That never lasts afterwards, you know." "Oh, doesn't it?" said Tiggie. She shook her head. "It doesn't count anyway. You yourself said that--you said you were only foolish when you were at sea. You've--had time to come to your senses since then." (TO BE CONTINUED) Gets 30 Day Sentence Because He Objected to Being Thrown Out NEW HAMPTON, March 26.-Elmo "Jinx" Ingalls, 23, New Hampton laborer, will spend the next 30 days in the Chickasaw county jail because he objected to having his brother, Lefty Ingalls, state highway commission employe here, eject him from Lefty's home. Lefty felt that his brother should stay at their parents home but "Jinx" felt that u p _ a warrant charging "Jinx" with battery and assault. posure had served to restore '=,he might be able to "soften" Lefty own. "You can refuse, of course, but u p_ Lefty retaliated by swearing out I shall find out somehow, I mean to know." "That's so like you," she said with a little shiver. "And it isn't--as if it could do any good." "Never mind that!" said Tiggie. "You've done your best to frighten me off, haven't you? And you haven't succeeded. So far as I'm con- Class Is Confirmed. L A T I M E R--The confirmation class of the St. Paul Lutheran church of which Rev. E. H. Grummer is pastor, was confirmed on Palm Sunday* BRICK BRADFORD IN THE CITY BENEATH THE SEA By William Ritt and Clarence Gray 4,2 BRICK WO MA.UCO VAlMLY ATTEMPT TO PERSUADE THE I MCA FOR DEFENCE OF CITY, HASTA AND ^^ME COMPLETE THDR PLkWS THE ATTACK ' MOTIFY ALL CUN CUlkFS I'VE FOUND THE OUTPOSTS OF AMARU'S GD,\R.DS AMD I'M READY TO DESTROY THEM ' TO BREAK CAMP AM) SOOMMDU UJILL SIT BESIDE ME OM THE--WROME- MY BRIDE. 1 YOU TOO, LITTLE.\UH1TE B1ED! VOE ATTACK AMARU TOMIGHT, YOU GO WITH US ' rnj

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