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

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MASON CITY GLOBE-GAZETTE THE OLD HOME TOWN By STANLEY ONE TIME I THROW A PAPER UP ON A PORCH IT BACK- 7/ ^- IT JUST DOUBLES Sister Courtesy Comes First By Les Forgrave BUT AMW LITTLE GIRL NAMED ·SA\_W WQYT LWE ANO VJVA/W ' DOES?1 TROCXS CAN'T COts*£. *M TV-US VJA.Y' MO\M GET OUT A.W GO DEUNEWY HAVE MADE -SO SOLD A.-STD DWME OP WOT SEMEME SO HAVAEOWOU! YOU MEW-MERE RODS UOOKIrOG ·TO VOO. 1-5THEREl LITTLE GIRL t «ALLf _ J '^ehd'nLDJl CHAPTER 36 THAT EVENING Tiggie wrote a letter. It was very briefly but quite courteously worded, and it informed Philip Grierson of his marriage to his step-sister that morning and of their subsequent departure for Farne. Of Viola's health he said nothing, merely stating the two facts with businesslike simplicity, and leaving the lawyer to make his own inferences. "Don't know what you want to write to him for. He'll only think you a damn fool," said Harvey. "He can think what he likes," was Tiggie'a unmoved rejoinder. "But I feel it's up to me to let him know. If he wishes to verify the marriage, he can look at the register." "Bet you he won't take that trouble," said Harvey. When the letter was finished, they went out to post it, and then turned along the path that led by the gurgling stream to the shore. A perfect summer night was closing in on the perfect day. The sun had dipped already below the wide waste of waters. The tide was going out and a. great peace fffled the -bay. Far away to the west a bank of rose-lit cloud hung motionless like a shining curtain, and just above it--a silver lamp in the ineffable blue--the evening star glowed vibrant as though it swung, from an unseen cord. Close at hand the sea had the translucent look of molten metal. The breeze had died with the day, and there was scarcely a ripple on its gleaming surface. The rocks stood out with extraordinary clearness, dead black against mother-o'- pearl, while all around and about . them gleaned pools that reflected the soft rose of the sunset. Down by the tiny quay there was some activity. Fishing boats were putting out with the falling tide, and men's voices came to them across the intervening space, scarcely breaking the crystal silence that hung like a spell upon the bay. They sat down by mutual consent and smoked their pipes, but Tiggie had little relish for his and very soon it smouldered out. "You'll revel in this place," he observed. Harvey looked all around at the darkening sea and the frowning cliffs and the magic, fading shore before he answered. "There's not so much difference between the desert and paradise as you think. I hope you'll revel too." Tiggie sighed and took out his dead pipe. "I'm damnably anxious," he said. "Yes. It's been pretty rotten for you," said Harvey, with unexpected sympathy. "But the wind'll change. It always does." Tiggie looked out to sea. "My wedding day!" he said. Harvey's sympathy evaporated and he laughed. "Well, you didn't want rice and rose leaves, did you ?' Tiggie rose. "No. But I should have liked a wife," he said. "I'm just going round to say good night.' He indicated a little white cottage half way up the cliff from a window of which a light glowed like a beacon. "All right. I'll wait here," said Harvey. And Tiggie went away with ben head, treading heavily. He mounted the little winding path in the dusk. The murmer o: the sea grew more distinct as he as cended. Whea he reached the porch wi ' its shining white doorstep he paused and looked back over the bay as though half afraid to knock for ad mittance. The scent of gorse ming led with the salt tang of seaweed and a throb of emotion which he di not analyze went through him. H Pressure Pete Poor Examples By George Swan turned with a groping movement and found the door open. "Is that you, Uncle Tiggie?" said a child's voice and a small figure in a white frock slipped out on to the step and held his hand. He looked own at her and squeezed the little confiding hand. An odd sensation at the back of his throat prevented speech. Joyce pressed close to him. "Mummy says, 'Don't worry!'" she said softly. "I stayed up to tell you Auntie Viola is asleep now, and she thinks she'll be better soon." Tiggie found his voice with an effort. "Oh, that's all right," he said. "I just wanted to know." "Of course," said Joice wisely. "You love her the same as we do. Isn't it lovely to have her back-even though she is ill? She'll soon get well here, won't she? Where did you find her, Uncle Tiggie?" Tiggie sat down on a wooden seat beside the porch. He was beginning to feel that he had traveled far that day. Gently he drew the child on to his knee. "Yes, I love her--the same as you o," he said. "Do you remember that ight in the Red Sea--when you cere so ill--nearly dying--and she aved you?" "I remember," said Joyce, her lead against his shoulder. "And 1 emember you too, Uncle Tiggie-and how you lifted me up when I hought I was sinking--right down o the bottom of the sea. I wonder --do you think Auntie Viola feels ike that now?" "Not if she's asleep," said Tiggie. 'She is asleep." reiterated Joyce-'in mummy's room. I'm taking care of Jenny Wren tonight. She's asleep ,00. The two boys are with Jessie he nursemaid at that next cottage up there. Mummy thought it would e quieter." She paused after explaining all these arrangements, and Tiggie murmured, "Very nice," scarcely knowing that he spoke. The child's gentle spirit and the exquisite peace of the summer night were beginning ;o have their effect upon him. His mxiety grew less acute. Joyce sat within the circle of his arm conscious in some dim fashion :hat he needed comfort, but she did not speak again for some time. Her childish opinion of Tiggie, as expressed to Jack, was that he was ime of those nice people who didn't have to be talked to. Presently, however, she addressed him upon a different subject. "Uncle Tiggie, do you think that when people die they just fall asleep?" Tiggie started. Somehow, though his thoughts were completely inarticulate, he had been pondering the same sort of problem himself. He answered her sadly. "I don't know." "It's what the Bible says," suggested Joyce. "Afraid I don't read the Bible," said Tiggie with simplicity. "Oh, don't you?" She lifted her head from, his shoulder and regarded him, her eyes wide and dark "Don't you know anything about God, Uncle Tiggie?" she questioned. "Very little; hardly anything," said Tiggie. He paused a moment, then, with an odd sensation of hope at his heart, "Do you?" he said. "Yes!" said Joyce slowly. "I know He made us, and He watches us every day to see if we're being good, as He wants us to be. And--and-He listens, Uncle Tiggie, in case we have anything special to ask Him for." "Yes?" said Tiggie. "And you can get whatever you ask for," proceeded Joyce steadily, "if you can only believe it's coming. Have you ever tried, Uncle Tiggie?" "Never," said Tiggie. "I have," said Joyce. "And it came." "What was it?" said Tiggie. "It was Jenny Wren," she told him simply. "I did so want a sister as Frank Merriwell at Yale Into the Storm By BurtL Standish use. IT . - VOUVU WE. RICH WITH ·SHPiUG., TB6KT NO '"" £PiM6lU ""·*-- THE TNI6HT--voe.\-L., vje OTTPV AND flPDIO VOO'U- HPA1 TO Goat?! NOW % OUE.TO t«E DAIRY TO ROUTE, ,_·? Cutiyrilht. IMI. 7 Ctntnl Tmt Muggs McGinnis There Ought to Be a Law By Wally Bishop Copyright, 1934, by Central Press" Association, Inc., Etta Kett The Flying Squad! By Paul Robinson PEEK: INS-IDE -- HEI5.ES A VMIMDCW NO IfS 1HAT 5TOU5M BLUE -- AMD PAPkSO NEA,r2THE GANKT 'Ibo-'tHIS kootiS SUSPICIOUS/ VJELL irs A FUNNS TIME or NIGHT TO BE CASHING THEY'RE THST FEU-CMS (^ WU/CT DoMT S I *CAIO 4 ^ 1 J J~ ( M A N \ a'ers OP 1 ) AUo 'Does AU- I VrTR6\\bRK^j 7*~ AUD A.6AtVaot= OTHER/" \ GUYS VMKT MMT ta-te VidH" 1 - 1 / JUrAPS UP AWD TAKES AU- WjTpe. MoMV lj-- -y, NO TIME-HERE BEHIND THEII2CAIJ.- VIHEM Nou NELL UAHDE Op- I'LL NEED MONEY? PINE WILL LOAN YOU On furniture, autos, personal property or anything of value to persons who have steady employment. LOANS UP TO $300 Pay bach !n mon twy Installments LOANS MADE SAME DAY OF APPLICATION C. L. Pine Loan Company Of Mason City SfTnnd Floor Weir Blclff. 1'honc 334 well as brothers. It's lonely being a sister to oneself. So I told mummy, and she said, 'Why don't you pray for one?' So I did, Uncle Tiggie, all by myself, every day and every ni»ht outside my ordinary prayers which don't really count, and when I'd kept on for ages and ages, so that I nearly gave up, only mummy told me not to--she came. Of course she was very tiny. She is still. But she'll be a proper sister some day when she's a little older. She's very nice to play with even now. And I was so glad I kept on," ended Joyce, with a faint sigh over the weariness of that prolonged importunity. "It does show that God listens, doesn't it, even though He may be too busy to attend straight away?" "Yes, of course," acquiesced Tig- She was still looking at him through the gloom with her beautiful child-eyes of faith. "And there's something else the Bible says." she said softly. "It is if two people make up their minds to pray for the same thing, they'll get it much quicker than one alone. Shall we do that, Uncle Tiggie? Shall we both, when we've said our prayers, ask God to make Auntie Viola well again?" "All right," said Tiggie. He was deeply moved, but he could think of nothing else to say. If a shining pathway to Heaven had suddenly been revealed and she had suggested that they should walk up it together, he would probably have said the same. Joyce got off his knee. Her face was very reverent, mysteriously confident. "You must remember all the time that it's going to be done," she said. "That's very important. You won't forget that, will you, Uncle Tiggie?" "I won't forget," he said. She lifted her lips to kiss his cheek. "I'm going now. It's bedtime. Good night, dear Uncle Tiggie! You will say it, won't you?' He gathered her close for a minute, hiding- his face against her, Then abruptly he let her go. "Good night, darling," he said huskily. "Yes, I'll say it. I won't forget." "Then it'll be all right," said little Joyce with confidence. (TO BE CONTINUED.) FIGURESlVEN ON STATE DEBT Gross Public Debt of Iowa in 1932 Was $97.66 a Person. ments than in 1912. Of the 1932 gross debt in 1932, the state was listed for $16,495,225; ;ounties, .$121,761,980; cities and owns $42,343,567, and school dis- ricts 555,178,693. Townships and drainage districts did fairly well--townships with no ild debts spent only $160,688 of ^174,981 receipts, and drainage dis- .ricts with debts of $6,211,294 took n $2,638,017 and spent $586,503. DES MOINES, April 7. Iowa's jjross public debt was ?241,990,759 in 1932, an average of S97.66 a person, federal statistician Starke M. Grogan reported today. The figures are from a survey just completed. In 1932, Grogan said, Iowa collected in all taxes $192,059,754, or $77.51 for each person in the state. Iowa spent $200,135,802 or $80.77 a person, exceeding income by $8,076,048. Spending in Iowa by governmen 1 agencies has increased sharply dur ing the last 20 years, Grogan said-204.9 per cent in cities of more thai 2,500 population. 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