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TUESDAY, APRIL 17, 1934 MASON CITY GLOBE-GAZETTE THE OLD HOME TOWN By STANLEY I SUPPOSE I'CAN BE THANKFUL NO ONE- IN "THIS MOUSE HAS cSONE I POUO OR YACHTINiS! £ ·nrto u CHAPTER 43 Just AS the darkest hour precedes the dawn, so often in life, when hope is most dismayed, the coming of a happier epoch is at hand. From the day that Spot made his experiment and bore his patient out into the sunshine, surrendering her as it were to the kind offices of nature, Viola began to improve. Very slowly, barely perceptibly, her strength which for so long had seemed to wane rounded the curve and began the difficult ascent. They hardly dared to believe it at first, saying only to each other that she was at least no weaker, but as the golden days slipped by it became apparent that she was indeed gaining ground. The children were allowed one by one to come to see her, and though she spoke but little she enjoyed their visits and was not wearied by them. The transparency of her pallor which had so " alarmed Tiggie changed gradually to something more nearly approaching the flower- like whiteness which he had observed in earlier days. The purple shadows grew less intense. Her smile became more frequent, and at times her eyes sm'" "* also as though her spirit were rty emerging from the gloom and rising into the light of day They had no intimate talks together in those days, avoiding by mutual consent any topics that might cause her agitation. Such conversation as passed between them might indeed have been overheard by all the world without being construed into anything other than the most casual talk of friends, but Tiggie spent more and mor« time by her side, and none questioned him for so doing. That his presence gave her pleasure was fully obvious, and Spot, noting the change in her, was the last man in the world to attempt to check anything which might assist towards the improvement. He was also the last to admit that the change was permanent, but when one day Harvey waylaid him with a strange hunger in his eyes and asked if he might be allowed to congratulate him on the triumph he had achieved he did not repudiate the compliment. "There is certainly less cause for anxiety," he said, "and I don't think ·we need fear any sudden collapse now." "I should like to congratulate her too if it won't upset her," said Harvey. "She knows me, you know." "I don't see why you shouldn't," said Spot, who regarded the artist as an amiable freak who knew how to gain the favor of children--probably on account of his freakishness. "Don't stay too long, that's all!" "I'll be discretion itself," declared Harvey, and departed at once with his impulsive gait to pay his respects to the invalid. She was lying to the corner of the tiny garden in a cranny of the cliff which had come to be regarded as especially her own. Tiggie had been with her for an hour or more and had just gone down to the sea for a bath with the children. Her eyes were open and saw him the moment he paused at the gate, which was but a yard or two from where she lay. He stood bareheaded, looking up at her with a certain fireiness, though the gesture with which he sought admittance was full of chivalry. She raised her hand a little In answer, and he lifted the latch and entered. "It's all right. I have the doctor's leave," he said ag he reached her. "You're better now?" It was characteristic of him to ·waste no time in greeting. He did not even take her hand. Conventionality held no appeal for Harvey. "Yes, thank you. I am better," Viola said, and she did not address him as a stranger though a slight tremor of nervousness assailed her. "I'm glad of that," said Harvey. "May I sit down?" He took the chair beside her which Tiggie had recently occupied and turned it round deliberately so that he sat with his back to the sea and the sunshine and fully faced her. "It's nice to look at you close," he said. "Peering at you through field glasses at a half mile range isn't nearly so satisfying." "Oh, did you do that?" said Viola. "I wonder why." "I wanted to see you," said Harvey. He got up suddenly and adjusted the sunshade which was fixed to the head of her couch. Then he sat down again, surveying her critically. "That's a better effect. They only think of comfort--these people." He spoke with a snort of contempt. "Doesn't comfort count?" asked Viola, faintly smiling. He looked at her with a momentary indignation that melted into an answering smile. "Depends what one most wants. But you're just as comfortable with the shade at that angle--and infinitely lovelier." "Oh, don't!" said Viola with a slight movement of shrinking. Harvey's brows came together. Tm sorry," he said. "But why not? It surely can't matter to you whether you are lovely in my eyes or not." A faint rare tinge of color rose in her face, and he leaned forward in- :ently watching her. "It isn't that," she said slowly, after a pause. "I know--quite well--loveliness is only a relative term--the gift of appeal. Certain types"--she spoke rather painfully with her eyes downcast-"appeal only to certain people." "Well, but that's obvious," said Harvey.' "It may not gratify you to know you appeal to me--but I don't see why you should mind. I'm quite a harmless lunatic--at least I think I am." "Ah!" Her voice was very low. 'If I'd only known that--long ago!" Harvey nodded. "I remember. You were afraid of me--wouldn't believe that the poor crank had his points Well, I don't blame you, my dear I was more or less of a wreck in those days. But I didn't mean any harm." "I know," she said. "I know now.' "How do you know?" he questioned curiously. "Because of Tiggie." Very simply her answer came. "Because you're Tiggie's friend." "Oh, my stars!" groaned Harvey 'Some halo--that! I doubt if I can live up to it. But I'll try." His regard was suddenly whimsical. "He's a good lad--Tiggie, though the last person I should have expected you to take up with." "Do we any of us do--the expect- er?" murmured Viola. The color had deepened on her face, and Harvey sat watching it with the appreciation of a connoisseur. "Well, I don't," he said. "And I dare say you don't either. We'll hope not. This world really wouldn't be endurable if everybody toed the line at a given signal. After all, our ancestors only made laws for the fun of breaking 'em, and I don't see why we should take a different view." "What an extraordinary idea said Viola. Harvey smiled upon her with a kind of amiable mockery. "Not a bit! It's the logical conclusion. I could give you heaps of instances-even in the present day. Cars for one! We won't mention the speec limit--that's too old a joke. But cut outs--the law allows them to b fitted, but not to be used. Baths The law compels them to be sup plied to the doleful poor, and ther after 10 days of unabated sunahin makes it a criminal offense if few er than a dozen people make use o 60T X Crf\V3'-r. 1 DAP AND -ftAB BOY* BE.'SIOE.'S TvAEWE AWt Cro-VER U^-Sot*o. TvUVIS'S UA KE TM AT AJ5E. WT ^-OR *vAt -1 POX IT OUT OF VAV VA\V»O. TWfW ·S/V.IA.^) i_\VEO V\E \WOJLO»JT OO, TO BE IK»TWKJ Tt-\0 I Y.WE.O TvAERE . ·WE. FIRST VAVVJvJte T WANE.TO'K'MW- 1 CA*Vt COME T COOL.O DO tT. By Les Forgrave , by Central Press Association. 1ST 15 MINUT£5 LPiTef? , two OUR ror OF LEftVE YT5 HOT-- foff HPiLF Bt-4 /LETS CTPI HOOR ^er / coov_ HE. %X OFFIC Uf? flcTbftE ·' 1M Pressure Pete He Was Gone Long Enough By George Swan THE OU D1ET THIS WAV M6AM5 /o. CURVE. WOO) I'LL SHOW MOL HOW "To HOLP THE Fbfc PITCHES. TttE 0M.L TWS WW, CAN) ·'. tewtM f PITCHING Frank Merriwell at Yale f(20Mi ' L'EU { COLUMS, STUPV A Lesson in Pitching BurtL. Standish To HAVE LIVED \VHsM THose WERE AROUHD? Muggs McGinnis The Good Old Days By Wally Bishop Copyright, 1934, by Central Press Association, Inc. _ IM DEAR.." HBJ-O PHIL-ETTA. WENT TO A MONIE WTH NOUR. RNAL -- 1" All-1 OOlS TAKE ITOM -IH6M MND OUT THB( CAN WALK AU-CNEI2.NOU .VOUR.E SUNk. i' EM \NHOS OOW AND MAKE 'EM 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 back In monthly Installments LOANS MADE SAME DAY OF APPLICATION Ce L. Pine Loan Company Of Mason City Second Floor Weir Bldg. ' Phone 224 Man the Master By Paul Robinson the same water. At least that is what it amounts to. My own idea is that they ought to circulate sea water by means of tunnels throughout the country until it ceases to be an island, and then . . ." 'Yes? Then?" said Viola rather breathlessly. This man had an amazing fashion of carrying one along on his own fantastic imagination. He laughed at her openly. "Well, you can do the rest. When we're joined on to the Sahara even the doleful poor will have to go unwashed. After all, cleanliness is nothing but a form of snobbery- like the rest of civilization. It's completely alien to human nature." "Oh, really! Are you sure?" said Viola. And then for some reason, caught by the gay mischief of his eyes, she also laughed. Harvey leaned back in his chair and made a silent gesture of clapping. "I'll wager no one else has done that for you," he said. "Not even the great and solemn Tiggie himself"--he glanced over his shoulder--"who is at present heaving about in the swell like a porpoise. Does he do that for your amusement or his own?" "His own," said Viola. Her look followed his to the sunlit sea, and she did not realize that his eyes immediately returned to her face, dwelling upon it with tense concentration. "Awful old ass--Tiggie!" he suggested. "Look at him, playing the giddy goat with the kids!" "He can't be a porpoise, an ass, and a goat," objected Viola in her soft voice, still watching the distant scene with a tremulous smile about her lips. "A mixture of all three," said Harvey, tugging at his beard aggres- sively. "He won't set the Thames on fire, you know, though I've no doubt le'd help with the rest in putting it out if someone else did." "Yes, he'd help," she echoed in the tone of one who repeats a thought rather than replies to a spoken remark. "And he wouldn't grouse to anyone if he burnt his fingers doing it," pursued Harvey, "He's what I should describe as a very good average--with occasional peaks. Nothing great, you know, but " "Not great?" breathed Viola. Her eyes suddenly came to his, alive with a resentment that played in their glance like a lambent fire. "You say he is not great?" she said slowly, weighing her words. "Then --you have never met him." Harvey began to chuckle softly to himself, as though at some secret joke. "Well, tell rne your idea of him," he said, "if it won't tire you too much! I'd awfully like to know." "My idea of him!" The fire died down in her eyes; they sought the shining sea again with an expression that held both pride and pathos. (TO BE CONTINUED) Real Estate Transfers Cummings, A. H., to John E. Gallagher, Rec. Chicago Joint Stock Land bank $1.00 N',4 SW and SW SW and NW SE ex RR railway and NE SB 10-95-20. Jan 10, 1934. Sewell, L. P., to John B. Gallagher Rec. Chicago Joint Stock Loan bank Sl-00 W'i SE and E',i SW 6-96-20. Feb. 21, 1934. Glanville, Thomas R. wf. to Mary Elizabeth McConnell SI.00 Lots 13, 14, and 15 all in B 3 H, E. Francisco's Second Add M. C. Feb. 4,1932. O'Leary, H. A. wf. to Lucia O'Neil, trustee $1.00 tract of land, 127 ft by 48.88 ft in NW cor L 1 in sub of Lots 21 to 30 in SHi 3-96-10. March 19, 1934. Graham, Ethel M. hus., to Clair C. Graham $1.00 QCD L 21 Hoyt's First Add. M. C. April 7,1934. Sherman, C. 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