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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 ANN, J1MMIMV GBB. WHATTA YOU KNOW 'BOUT DOGS? HES GOTTA EAT L.OT5A BONES To BE A FIGHTERS'. CHAPTER 42 It was nearly three weeks later that Viola was carried out into the sunshine to lie on a couch in the cottage garden above the blue bay. It was an occasion of great rejoicing, but any celebrations thereof were sternly prohibited by Spot, who maintained a dragon-like vigilance over her and allowed no one but Tiggie to approach. Tiggie indeed had been permitted to see her for a brief space of time each day, and was in the habit of studying the morning paper solemnly and conscientiously at her side, uttering occasional commonplace remarks upon what he read, but conversing not at all. She liked to lie and watch him, responding with a smile when he spoke, but speaking herself scarcely at all. She seemed to realize that everything was in abeyance just then except the all-important task of building up her strength. It was very slow in returning, so slow that the progress made was almost imperceptible. It fluctuated also in a fashion that at times caused Spot very grave anxiety, though only his wife was aware of the fact. That final move of his to bring her out into the sunshine was in the nature of an experiment. She herself would have preferred to remain quiescent in the sunny little 'bedroom with the slanting ceiling and .the white roses climbing-around the lattice window where she had lain so long. But Spot, with all his kindness of heart, could be quite firm when he chose and he gently overbore her reluctance. "No one shall bother you," he said, "but I want you to get some real sunshine into your veins. We'll take you out just as you are. Helen will rig up a bed for you, and the fewer clothes the better." She had yielded with her usual passive submission, and so when Tiggie came to her he found her lying in the garden, wraith-like in the strong sunshine, her weak arms, wasted almost to the bone, lying bare outside the blanket. His first delight at seeing her there was swiftly swallowed in the shock of beholding the ravages of illness in that untempered light, but his habitual slowness of expression gave him time to conceal it. "Why, this is just what you want," he said, as he grasped her hand for a moment without lifting it. "Better than a dozen medicines." She answered him with the pathetic smile which always seemed to be vaguely veiled in pain. "I shall do wonders now," she said in the voice which was seldom more than a whisper. He sat down and opened out his paper as usual, but he stared at it without reading a word. The sight of her lying there in the vivid sunshine had shaken him to the depths. His own abundant strength seemed in some fashion to make it monstrous. After a time he turned his head and silently regarded her. Her eyes were closed, but as if she felt his look upon her she opened them almost immediately, and her faint, flickering smile answered it Tiggie spoke, as it were in spite of himself. "Are you feeling very rotten?" She hesitated and he saw her sigh before she finally replied, "I suppose I'm lucky to be here at all." "Oh, don't put it like that!" said Tiggie, wondering if in discussing the matter he were seriously abusing Spot's confidence. "You know I'd do anything to get you well again, don't you?" Her eyes still faintly smiled «t him though a mist of tears rose at his words. "Yes. And I have tried," she said. "But--I sometimes think that--it's a pity. You'd be better off --really--if I didn't." "What?" said Tiggie. He leaned forward, swept by a sudden rush of feeling beyond his control. "You really think that? You don't, Viola? You can't!" Her lips quivered in answer. She tried to speak and failed. Hastily he restrained himself, and once more laid his hand over hers, feeling it cold in his clasp. "It's all right. Don't be distressed!" he said. "But you mustn't say that sort of thing, dear. I can't stand it." Her hand moved softly in his, but not seeking to escape his touch; it was more like the stirring of a frozen bird responding to its warmth. She found her voice, and though it was small and threadlike it had a certain steadfastness. "It's--so nice of you to care," she said. "I know you do--and I didn't mean to hurt you. It's only that-now that the reason for it all is over--now that there is no future to plan for--I can't feel that you ought to waste yourself over me any more. You see--I could never be a real credit to you, I should only be--a burden." , The tears were on her cheeks now. Tiggie pulled out his handkerchief and gently dabbed them away. His own emotions were deeply stirred and he had difficulty in holding them Jo check. "You mustn't," he said. "You mustn't. I've never been able to tell you yet how much you are to me. I hoped you'd understand." She made a brave effort to smile at him, seeing his distress. "Oh, I do," she said. "I do. But--it's as if we'd married on false pretenses, isn't it? And that--troubles me." "Oh, let's talk sense!" urged Tiggie persuasively. "I'm rough and ready, and it's not easy for me to express things, but you'll get to know me better presently, and then you'll understand." "You don't think it should be--undone again?" she suggested faintly. "Please don't be vexed at my saying it! You see, the reason for it all is gone now." "My dear," said Tiggie quietly but forcibly, "the reason--so far as I'm concerned--is greater now than it ever was. There, I think you've talked enough. If I can't convince you now, I shall later. Just leave off worrying and take me on trust!" "You're very kind," she said with a sigh. "I don't know why. I can't understand it at all." "Never mind now!" said Tiggie gently. "But I'm your husband, remember, and it's my job to take care of you." Her eyes had begun to droop wearily, but they widened a little at his words. "Don't tell anyone!" she murmured. "It's not as if--as if we need, is it?" "No, no, not yet," said Tiggie kindly. "There's plenty of time for that. But don't forget you belong to me will you? Never forget that!" He spoke earnestly, and again her hand stirred in his own with a small clinging motion that made his heart beat with a strange fierceness. She was so fragile, so helpless, so pathetically dependent upon him. As her eyelids slowly closed, he pressed her hand reassuringly and released it Then he spread his paper once more, but for a long time he sat gazing at it without reading a word. He could not fully fathom her scruples, but thev moved him to the depths. Poor tired little soul groping her way half reluctantly back into the world that had so cruelly ill-used her! What wonder that she shrank from the forming of new ties now that the actual need was past? She was like a slave escaped from bitter thralldom, fearful lest another galling yoke should be laid upon her scarred shoulders. He wag certain now, beyond all doubt, that but for her extremity of need she would never have consent- NEED MONEY? PINE WILL LOAN YOU On furniture, autos, personal property or anything of value to persons who have steady employment. LOANS DP TO 5300 Pay back In monthly installments LOANS MADE SAME DAY OF APPLICATION C. L. Pine Loan Company Second Floor Weir Bldg. Of Mason City Phone 32 Sister A Token of Appreciation ByLes Forgrave Pressure Pete Might Get Time Off for Good Behavior MVSTAVCEM VOO W3.E I VCNGO PECVCY 'SO -We. «MI -SttiT)i f , HKUFBttO-CHER. T TOR. VAV ONHW. K1OM NU-3S eETW VJOOO NAV5-S-SAA.W HOYT -TO , TUE-SE. TO YOU. ftrs LOVIG /vs T CA,« *,TAY! TO .·F A«»K NNHERe. -SHE. UVN) E.-. WW, l o U\K.E. 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Get Along Little Doggie Paul Robinson ed to link her life with his. She had jeen driven by stern circumstances alone, and now, had she but the means to her hand, she would fain free herself again and drift away. He took a stealthy glance at her and saw that she was sleeping, but even in her repose the lines of sorrow and of suffering,were piteously clear upon her flower-like face. She looked like a solitary child who lad never known the joys of child- lood, in whose heart grief alone had found place. "She doesn't love me of course," he said to himself. "Only as a friend. It's that she's trying to tell me. But she needn't be afraid on that account P'raps I'll be able to explain that next time." He returned to the paper with the air of one who has a duty to perform, and conscientiously read and re-read the first paragraph he saw until its meaning began at last to filter through the haze of his troubled thoughts. He did not know that her eyes presently opened and dwelt upon iim with a long, long look in which a strange, veiled yearning seemed to linger, and they only closed again at length to hide the rising tears. When the time allotted for Tig- jie's visit came to an end, he left ler very quietly with a smile and a louch of the hand, and joined Spot, who was signaling to him from the porch. "What do you-think of her?" he asked in an anxious undertone as they turned into the cottage together. "Think!" said Spot. "Just what I've always thought. My opinion doesn't alter from day to day." "Well, what is it?" said Tiggie with blunt directness. "I may as well know it as not. Is she going to get well?" "Oh, my dear fool," said Spot, "what is the use of asking me that? Am I to take refuge in the usual platitudes? She is better than she was, and I E^e no reason why she shouldn't. I'll tell you my opinion if you like. I think there is very little incentive left, and the vitality is low. If her husband were to come home"--he paused and looked reflectively at Tiggie, "it might make a difference." "Great heavens above!" ejaculated Tiggie with involuntary force. "D'you really imagine she wants that--rotter?" Spot stroked his chin gravely. "I think she wants--someone," he said. "Well, but " Tiggie spoke almost inarticulately; he was quivering with a nervous agitation that seldom assailed him--"that's not possible! I tell you she isn't! If he died tomorrow--she wouldn't shed a tear." "P'raps that's the trouble," said Spot. Tiggie glared at him with actual ferocity for a moment or two, and then flung away. "Don't know what you mean," he said gruffly. Spot did not attempt to explain himself. He was too fond of Tiggie to have any desire to provoke him to anger. After a pause he said quietly, "Well, Im not the sort to waste time on idle surmisings. We're doing the best we can for her, and no one can do more. I'm hoping this sunshine treatment may make a difference. 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