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FRIDAY, MARCH 30, 1934 MASON CITY GLOBE-GAZETTE THE OLD HOME TOWN By STANLEY -AND IM SAYWÂ«i NO" MIND "COO, I ONL.T SUGGESTED WE HKje .Ml OKlENTAL TO PEP UP FESTIVAL- A GOOD ITEM FOR NEXT VNEEKS CLARION SID FLE.TCHEES IDEA TO RAISE MONEY AT THE SPAIN'S- FESTIVAL. FOfe THE 05= THE PETUNIA BEDS L.IBRARY NEVER EVEN CAME TO A, /OTH AT DRIFT BEAD THIS FIRST: | Opt. Tlffgle Turner, returning in England ; from India, Undo pretty Viola Norman on flhlpboard, denerted by her htwbaiid and friendless. After iniairatinc her iittempt nt jRtilelde, he learns sho is to become a mother. He Introduce her to friends of his on board, the Rutherford family, who take Viola with them upon their arrival In England. TlKKie, Â· now deeply In love with Viola, pocs io the home of his sister, Janet. Her husbund, Harvey Gllmore, an artist, amazes Turner with Â» painting he has done of n, Klrl whom TIc- jlo recognizes as Viola. She was a danclnjt girl HÂ«rvpy hud tnct on the continent. As Harvey and Tiesle leave for a visit to London, Turner receives a letter from Grierson anil company, lawyers, with u cheque In payment for loan he had advanced Viola. Puzzled, and with no word from Viola, TlK- jfle Interviews Grierson who refuses to give Turner the pirl's address and tells him nhe Is not married and that She Is his Step- Blstcr. From Spot BuJherford, In Jxmdnn, Tigsle learns Viola left the Rutherfords to go tÂ« her brother's near Putney. After locating Grlerson's home In JPutney, Turner is Informed by the housekeeper that Grierson has no sister living there but Harvey, who Is with TIpKie, catches Blftht o* Viola enter- Jns the Karden of the Grierson home. In the wbor of the carden Turner's lonfc search for Viola ends. Comforting her, she tells him he would not understand why she hadn't written him. After much quesUonlnR an to her apparent change In attitude, Viola offers to tell Tlgffle ail of her past, finally Vlnla agrees to accompany TlKftle to the Rutherford's cottaRe nt Fame for her wanlnff health. Turner leaves her to rejoin Harvey. (NOW 00 ON WITH T1IE STOBT) CHAPTER 38. : Tiggie relapsed into silence, Harvey still watching him through Wanting, speculative 'eyes. That decision of his had as it were become revealed to him before he had left Viola's presence, but he felt that it iiad existed ever since his interview Â·with, Grierson, perhaps earlier than that. It did not matter to him what they said--Grierson or Harvey or anyone; it was all of no importance. He did not even ask himself if it could be true, this idle talk of the past. It seemed to him futile and unnecessary, like the unearthing of dry bones. So far as he was concerned, it was utterly false, but he had neither the time nor the means to refuse it. The point at issue cow was how to save her, and he was concentrated--soul and body--upon that alone. The sight of her white, starved face and eyes of mute, unquestioning despair had moved him ,to an excess of energy and impulse almost unknown to him. She had left his raft--he saw it clearly--lest she should sink it. And now she was sinking herself in deep waters. He saw her as it were borne by a current there was no withstanding, now sucked under, now flung again to the surface, battered and broken, overwhelmed in the stormy seas of life, sinking lower with each engulfing wave. Long ago he had told himself with uneasy insistence that it was no business of his. But now-strangely vitalized and fortified by that new power in comparison with which his former strength was as that of a pigmy--he was ready to establish and defend his right to deliver her against all the world. Her low-spoken entreaties were even now" in his ears, entreaties that he had swept aside almost without effort, but which he would never forget. She had begged him to leave her, knowing that if he did so she would sink, knowing that even now she was sinking, even now his help ing hand might not be in time Her wan, pinched face hung per petually before him. He knew--in his heart he knew beyond all ques tion--that she had given up all hop for herself, that it was only for th sake of that other life that lay in the future that she had turned t this- impossible haven. Again he words came back to him: "There' nowhere to turn to--but the river. She had not turned that way, possi bly because of that other life o which she must be conscious; bu she saw no future for herself. 0 that he was certain. It was for him to make a future for her--to build a wall about and guard it--a wall that should keep out the very sea itself. Harvey's voice broke through his meditations. "And what do \ve do next?" it asked. Tiggie looked at him with the eyes of a dreamer suddenly awakened. "Yes, I'll do that," he said deeply. And then, "Sorry, old chap! What? Oh, I'm going to pay. You go on and get a taxi! We're going back to town." "You're spending a fortune today," observed Harvey with a grin. "Wouldn't it be wiser to--" Tiggie waved him away. "No, it wouldn't. Time's short. Besides, J haven't spent anything for the past six weeks." He did not know quite why he desired thus to justify his actions in Harvey's estimation, but he did not want the fellow to think he was as mad as he was himself. And it was true that there was no time to be lost. That white drawn face, the misty, pain-haunted eyes--that look of sinking, sinking, sinking in deep raters! He had been a fool to stay way so long. Why had he not ought her sooner? He swore to imself as he waited for his bill that e would never be that sort of fool gain. Just as he would never stop o take -off his boots before plung- ng to save a drowning creature, so ow he would wait for nothing. Time as everything. Time was life. "Are you going to help me?" he aid to Harvey when they joined ach other outside again. Harvey grinned rakishly. "Drive n, my Quixote!" he said. "I am 'ours to the death--and enjoying Another might have taken excep- ion to the levity of his reply, but Tiggie did not even notice it. He oiew that Harvey would cloak his ast moment with a jest if he possessed the strength. He also knew .hat Harvey's jests often held more meaning than the serious words of saner men, and respected them accordingly. He sensed in him a sym- mthy which was wholly without ex- cession, and he was grateful for it. No ordinary considerations weighed with him now. Simply in face of ler need he was offering all that he had, and if later this should involve itill greater sacrifice he would offer that too--even to life itself. For :hus was Tiggie fashioned, after the old, grand immortal lines, often since defaced and marred, but which still in some are yet traceable--the unmistakable and indelible stamp which originally was cast in the Image of God. * e Â» A long bright evening succeeded that dazzling day. The silver trunks of the birches on the heath flushed to a soft pink as the sun went down, and a scent that was scarcely a breeze stole whispering through their branches where the buds were fast opening. Tne sound of the distant traffic grew remote, and the reek of petrol fumes became intermittent. The birds' hour came with the sinking sun, and the trees were filled with song. The bells of a church not far away were also chiming, casting as it were a veil of peace over the strife and hurry of the world. A few dogs scampered about and harked in the welcome coolness, but there was 1:0 actively discordant note anywhere. As'the sun disappeared and the pale rose of the sky deepened, a new moon became visible far away in the west, sinking with the dying day. It was long before the light began to fade. The diffusion of it seemed for a time to make it stronger. Tiggie, walking up and down under the overhanging limes by the gate in the fence which he made the meeting place, was inclined to resent that lingering light Not that he was in any way ashamed of his action, A LITTLE -S\\_Mee. SAvWD SORB. ENOOGW- JV.V1D WÂ«. P*i N3ORESS on VT. NNUV WHAT DO YOO MEAN A RING."? PECKY YOO'RE. SCMH UTU.E GIW.S ] PET. BUT MJE OON'T Â«.Â«0^ V1WQSE;/ - - - -- VO^S SO BUSY PVXIW WlS ByLes Forgrave voO'Â«e. vJofMNfa FOR ne- --m- MW ? 3WT THE."We. vn High Pressure Pete ON I J, O oe )lftoo$\z: By George Swan stmuw PITCHES FOR. THE VouE. PITCHw ISN'T OGSISKENOUGH-, OFP TUE FIRST IfCAE HE COMES TO 0W,H2N4tWM-Â« 0eo.use we is TOOTIRH? To iw MS SOU 1WVU UMCTS OFSOO Frank Merriwell at Yale WORM MAC? VJEARY HIS MIGHT-LOMCf -foiu, Caught Napping VJlTHOOT VWJ'MG By BurtL Standish PUT ovie. our IKl CEtflSR FIELD II 1 . X'LU HAfitU=L IT VA.! , INFIELD FUV.'! 7 Mnggs McGinnis By Wally Bishop i WAS A SBFAK I TOOK; ALONG - 'SEEING J , so WAS HIS CHECK--vie THAT I'M GOING our wim DICK; ' HE VvJOULDW THE d\fi- UNLESS I A DATE \NIPH HIM, On PHIL-HOW DID MAKE OUT IN THE CAR. KINDA M6LTED HIS Sales Appeal Paul Robinson NEED MONEY? PINE WILL LOAN YOU On furniture, autos, personal property or anything of value to persons who have steady employment. LOANS UP TO SSOO Pay back in monthly Installments LOANS MADE SAME DAY OF APPLICATION C. I*. Pine Loan Company Of Mason City Phone 23-1 but he wanted the way to be as smooth as possible for her who had already traversed so rough a course. He would make everything smooth for her when she came to him, but until she she came he could do nothing but wait in grim uneasy patience. He had left the taxi three or four hundred yards away at the bottom of the side road, waiting round the corner; for it was much lighter than he had anticipated, and there was no need to make it conspicuous. Besides, he preferred to wait for her in solitude. He knew that what he was doing would have been described by most as an action of sheer, freakish eccentricity, but--like Harvey when in the grip of his genius--he was not his own master, and he had ceased to stand apart and wonder at himself. Because he was influenced by a certain reaction, and the shock he had received that morning had but served to set him the more stub' bomly in his course. But he no longer questioned with himself as to the truth or falseness of the cold- blooded statement made by the man Grierson. In some fashion It had been too briefly and brutally uttered to convince him. And Viola's own piteous distress hsd not convinced him either. He did not know all; possibly he did not know anything beyond the one irrefutable fact that she was in dire need of his help. Beyond that now he did not seek to know. With the plain, almost childlike, directness of his nature he was ready to go forward upon the very slender knowledge he possessed, basing his whole procedure upon his own unsupported convictions regarding her. Instinct was his only safeguard. He had trusted to it before and so far as he could remember he had never regretted it. So he walked up and flown in the fading light waiting for her with that stubborn patience which was his British heritage. (TO BE CONTINUED) Hen Lays Double Egg. TITONKA, March 29.--A large egg weighing six ounces and measuring eight and three fourths inches in circumference with a perfectly developed normal size egg inside of it was brought to the Mayfield Cafe Tuesday by Martin Brandt, local farmer. One of his leghorn hens laid the egg. Students Return for Work. AMES, March 29.--Nearly 3,000 students had returned to their classwork at Iowa State college yesterday for the beginning of the spring quarter. The registrar's office announced that up to Tuesday night 2,880 students had registered as compared with 2,816 at a similar date last spring. St. Olaf Choir to Sing. AMES, March 29.--The St. Olaf College Lutheran choir from North field. Minn., a group of 60 student stagers, is to present a concert at Iowa State college April 11. The choir, which sings without piano ac companiment, is directed by Dr. F Melius Christiansen. Guild Issues Booklet. FOREST CITS, March 29.--The Christian Writers guild at Waldorf college issued a mimeographed booklet entitled "Christ Among Stu dent Youth" which contains article^ written by members of the group. The Rev. Stanley L. Olson, dean of religion, is faculty advisor of the organization* Weir Named Receiver. GARNER, March 29.--W. R. Weir of Davenport has been named as receiver of the Farmers National bank and is now in charge. Mr. Weir or many years Has been connected with the Union Savings bank at Davenport Charles Wellik, who has sen conservator of the Farmer's National bank since shortly after ,he bank holiday, has been released. Cleaning a brace of ducks purchased from a Portland, Ore., market, Mrs. George Tilka found gold nuggets worth $4. ^OAH NUMSKUU. " DEAR NOAH = DOES -A UOCOMOTIVE BLOVJ A SHOULD A (GlMSS F=-R.or*\ i FEl_l_OW SHE DOES NOT KNOW? i-UCY WAAS^PEIJftYSOoHS, OHM CAM I SETA KEY TO OPEM A HEMLOCK? BuDi-Jsvei.- BRICK BRADFORD IN THE CITY BENEATH THE SEA IMTHE FLOOEE- STAGRED ARDEHS OF THE WN6.THE LOVELY ODVA CUYGHA, DAUGHTER OF THE THESE. FLOUJE.R.S.' THEY'RE MAGNIFICENT' By William Ritt and Clarence Gray, AFTER YoLR SO GORGEOUS.' BUT THE BU3SSOMS SPEND AMACJUS LftST PEACEFUL HOUR/ CITY IM AMERICA Â» ,, [ UONE SO LOVELY, PBmCESS, A.S YOU .' ,,... GOMPAfcE WTW THE JEWEL \OU CALL AMAfcU.'