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THURSDAY, APRIL 5, 1934 MASON CITY GLOBE-GAZETTE [THE OLD HOME TOWN By STANLEY '-·VoO ·WONT- NEED US JsSONM- VOU CAN MOVE IT. (YOURSELF - piece .BY PIECE \THYS WAS THE FIRST SPR)t*» M THATOEP PUTTERMAN DIDNTNEEP HELP TO TAKE DOWN HIS HEAT/rt*- STOVE. CHAPTER 33 There was a brief pause before an answering movement came from inside the door, and the door opened to him. Viola stood in the entrance, dressed to go out, her suitcase in her hand. "Oh, you're up!" said Tiggie in a tone of relief. "Hope you've slept." 'Her eyes gave him the answer, and again in the morning light he as shocked by her look--her transparent pallor, and the shadows that seemed to be ever deepening, imparting to her features an almost unbelievable purity of outline. "I was just coming to see if I could find you," she said. "Is there anywhere where we can talk?" "Have you had any breakfast?" said Tiggie. She shook her head, with a faint, nervous smile. "No, but I'm all right. I " "Let's go down and have some!" said Tiggie practically. "And by the way, my brother-in-law--Harvey Gilmore--will be there--the man you saw last night. You don't mind meeting him?" Her eyelids flickered a little; he saw that she was nerving herself. "Of course not!" she said. "You certainly needn't," said Tiggie. "He's a good sort. We're pals. Come along down!" He took the suitcase from her, and set it on one ' side. "We'll leave that here till later." · "Couldn't 1 just--speak to you first?" she said, with an effort. "I've been thinking a good deal during the night, and " Again he interrupted her with decision. "No, Viola. I'm doing all the talking--and the thinking--today." He held out his hand to her with the words, and as she laid her own within it, "That's all you've got to do," he said gently. "Understand?" She shrank a little. "You're not-going to make me do anything-irrevocable?" she said. "Yes, I am," said Tiggie. Her eyes looked up to his, startled. "Oh, what?" He hesitated for an instant. He had not meant to be sudden; but it seemed he had no choice. Quietly he told her. "Presently, when we've had some breakfast, I'm going to take you along to a quiet church in the city where we can be married." She made a. sharp, involuntary movement. Her hand went up to her face as though to ward off a blow. "Oh, hadn't we better--wait a little?" she said breathlessly. "Wouldn't it be wiser--safer?" "No," said Tiggie, and he spoke with a resolution that would not be gainsaid. "I don't see any point in it. In. fact in my opinion there's every reason for not wailing. I got a. special license yesterday, and Harvey has fixed up the rest." She broke in almost feverishly, but she kept her face hidden. "But --yesterday--you didn't know-everything. It was only last night --that--" "It didn't make any difference," said Tiggie simply. "In fact, if I'd needed anything further to 'make me decide what to do, it would have been that." She turned from him; he saw that she was trembling. "I ought not to let you," she said in a choked voice. "It isn't a question of letting" said Tiggie. "It's just plain necessity. You needn't be afraid that I'll ever do anything to make you regret it." "But you!" she said. "You!" There was a kind of suppressed anguish in her utterance that made him realize the need for firmness. He knew that he had already established a certain ascendency over her and he must not suffer it to slacken. "My dear," he said very quietly, "We're not going back over that old ground now. You are in my care, and I'm going to do all I can to protect you. But first I want the legal right to do so. You can't refuse to give me that--at this stage." She made an odd, blind movement towards him. "I couldn't refuse-to give you anything," she said. "Only--only--are you sure it's fair? Isn't there--some other way?" "None," said Tiggie firmly. "And it's perfectly fair. You need never ask yourself that. Now look here! Wouldn't you like to stay and have your breakfast up here? It'll give you time to get used to the idea. Then, when I've had time, I'll come up and fetch you, and we'll just go off and get the thing done. Come! How does that strike you? You'll be ready for me, will you?" She had turned back into the room. She made a small gesture with her hands. "I don't know--what to say to you," she said. "That's all right," said Tiggie cheerily, looking at his watch. Practical determination was his plan of action at this stage. He had used it before with success. "In half an hour's time then! I'll tell them to send you up some breakfast. You'll be ready?" He paused, wishing she would turn and face him; then, as she did not, he went straight to her, halting close behind her. "Viola!" he said. She turned very slowly in response, not willingly, but as though she had no choice. Her face was set, immobile. "Yes," she said passively. "I'm counting on you," said Tiggie with emphasis. "You'll be ready?" She bent her head; her eyes were downcast. "Yes," she said again. "Very well then," said Tiggie. '"That's settled." And with the words, he turned and quietly left her. He had gained his point. He knew that she would make no further attempt to resist. Yet as he went away he was conscious of no feeling of elation. Rather was the weight he carried at his heart almost a presage of tragedy. * * * Harvey, openly skeptical of the ecclesiastical element, and a gray- haired verger of almost unbelieve. able sanctity, were the sole witnesses of that strangely unreal yet strangely impressive wedding. "Why on earth did he choose a church ceremony?" was the wonder in the mind of Harvey to whom the whole affair seemed unnecessarily prolonged and theatrical. The elderly clergyman who conducted the service had a weary look, as though he were wondering the same thing, but he conscientiously did his best to muster a little enthusiasm and prevent his thoughts from straying in the direction of a parish matter which to him was of infinitely greater importance. Certainly the attitude of the two parties chiefly concerned was not such as to excite any very keen interest. The man, sturdily built, unromantic in every detail, held a Prayer Book with one finger insert ea in the leaves of the Marriage Service for reference, until the loudly- whispered instructions of the attendant verger convinced, him that this was unnecessary, when he turned with a business-like air and handed it to Harvey, who studied it with an air of impersonal criticism for the rest of the service. The girl, wrapped in her cloak, her hat brim drawn down over her small, pale face, seemed intent only upon fulfilling her part with as little delay and ostentation as possible. She betrayed no sign of agitation though the husky quality of her voice made her words somewhat indistinct. The hand upon which Tiggie eventually NEED MONEY? PINE WILL LOAN YOU On furniture, autos, personal property or anything of value to persons who have steady employment. LOANS UP TO S300 Pay back in monthly Installments LOANS MADE SAME DAY OP APPLICATION C. L. Pine Loan Company Of Mason City Second Floor Weir Bldg. 1'hone 234 Big Sister Special Delivery THE IJtHO\-3TERAIO 13 A BIT VJCttlM AsVJO THE BRA-3-S ·5HOOIM SuT uJt'i-u KlMO OF A. CAKL ME fOE.'S BASKET. -YOU'RE GQIUG HOME.-TCJDtty TOtWE UttUE GVR.U MJHO VOO- .1U-13E. \M\TVA -you A. ·SE.COWO. /' MINU COME IN) Wt-TO OF A- CAR.. . . -V ^ . ' . ^ ' ByLes Forgrave -- , "- -- /"Copyrijtlit, 1931. by Central Press Aasoci.ition.Inc., O.K. LET r\E. tH -TfUS -S"C=Me , . ft DftTe vJHH StoU To POOR HONORHO Noui, WO . OP PiHERO W\Trt UJLO NOW) 60 fovOrt To 60UF OJOFftE. 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No, the officiating clergyman was perhaps not greatly to blame, though he blamed himself, for the failure to fix his full attention upon the matter in hand. They were so obviously desirous to get the thing over and be gone. In the vestry, after he had blessed them, he essayed the- old time-worn jokes suitable to the occasion; but only Tiggie laughed, and that perfunctorily, and so evidently from a mere sense of decency that he speedily refrained, suffering his tired and rather gloomy thoughts to travel back to the parochial problem which was harassing his mind. He was too hard-worked to have time or energy to spare for these strangers, though he did throw a glance of disapproval at Harvey for remarking that the good deed thus duly completed and ratified ought to earn them some abatement on the credit side of virtue in the celestial passbook. Again it was only Tiggie who laughed, and that somewhat grudgingly, but Harvey had not spoken with the idea of provoking merriment. He only expressed the sardonic thoughts with which his satyr- like brain supplied him. And the dim church with its long aisles and narrow stained glass windows through which the sunlight could only point long thin fingers here and there, was not in his opinion a very inspiring place. The general atmosphere depressed him, and the musty smell of cassocks and surplices in the vestry did not improve things. He voiced the decision later that the whole edifice wanted fumigating. The catacombs of ancient Rome could hardly have been less stuffy. But perhaps religion throve best in such surroundings. To which Tiggie, newly married, responded, jjrosaically, "Oh, let's talk of things we'know something about!" It was then that Viola, who stood between them veiled in silence, uttered a faint laugh which made them both turn and look at her with concern. They had reached the dark porch of the church; both clergyman and verger had faded away behind them and the road of lorries and tradesmen's vans filled the street in front. Tiggie spoke over head to his faithful supporter. "Go and get a taxi like a good chap!" (TO BE CONTINUED) MINERS RETURN TO THEIR POSTS March Back to Pits After Day of Celebration, Bloodshed. UNIONTOWN, Pa., April 4. /P)-Miners in southwestern Pennsylvania's dominion of coal and coke marched back to the pits today after an uproarious celebration of the eight hour day which was marred by bloodshed. It was early this morning before the last of the 25,000 workers, their wives and children, straggled away to the nine villages leaving the scene of gunfire and street fighting in which 10 persons were injured. The high tide of the day's turmoil was reached as five shots rang out near the platform where Mrs. Cornelia Bryce Pinchot, wife of Governor Pinchot, was praising the union movement and congratulating the men on their most recent victory-the temporary agreement of a seven hour $5 day. As the revolvers barked Joe Kurnat, 27 and Steve Saxon, 29, fell wounded and part of the mob turned on Joe Bosek, 30. The man, severely kicked and beaten, was finally rescued by police. AlUMSKUU, .ft. AT TH ·Zooi-oe.iCAi-7 OH/VTTAM006A, N OAM = I F VOU TOOfi. A TRIP TO THE' MOON, HOW L-OMC7 WOOLt IT TAKE TO PLANET * . A H ' * - Do THET CAt-L."REC'"A FA-ST Col-oft BECAUSE IT R.ON'S? BRICK BRADFORD IN THE CITV BENEATH THE SEA By William Ritt and Clarence Graj ;CUYCHA.' LITTLE DUE- MAY THE. GODS I ILOR.D-MAY I ALSO DEAL KINDLY WITH ME.' I SCOFF ED AND MOW AMARU MAY BE Copyright. 1031. by Centr*( ITEM Association. HAIL.' MAYTAAMAUTA, LOYAL COMMANDER/ MAJESTY, I L. REPORT - MY MEN 60 FORTH TO BATTLE.' GO, MAYTA AMAUTA/ MAY VICTORY BE YOURS AMD LIFE REMAIN WITHIN

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