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

Mason City, Iowa
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Wednesday, January 6, 1943
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\£jnbatt1ed££ 9"2nBfe» By / /*ine-Ajx* ** s,n» r~··.--» fc . ^·* ,, LORENSt C/tRLETON CHAPTER THIHTY-FIVE FOUR HOURS after she had told her story to Society Sal Paige stood on the promenade deck ot the Lorelei as it plowed lazily out of the harbor, and wondered how Sal possibly could have wrenched from her that guarded information. A nightmare, eternally hidden from the prying. A nightmare about which she maintained a silence even if the person knew the details. Gate, Abby--they were only two out of thousands encountered. Something about Sal, perhaps those demanding eyes, perhaps her wisdom in having seen t h r o u g h Eugenia -- something had virtually l u r e d t h e s t o r y from Paige. But she could not be sorry. For some reason she felt almost light hearted about it. She had laughed gaily when Denison, after having paid Martha a handsome bill for the privilege of being a guest of Sal's, banged on the locked bedroom door. "Hey, Abby and I want to come in there,".he called. Sal yelled back, as gruff and rude as when commanding him to buy her drinks, "You're not coming in, Denison Ware. You're going home." She slid Paige through the door and followed laughing triumphantly into the man's face. "I'm tired and sleepy So go home!" "Sure. Now that you've got my money." Ware's jibe brought a puzzled look to her face. "I don't know anything about any money." Good-natured wrangling had given way to good-natured farewells. Abby napped all the way back to town in the morning balrmness of that tropical country. Perfume from their wilted, though still fragrant Icis, filled the car. Denison Ware hooked Paige's arm through his so that it rose and fell with his as he turned the steering wheel. The little- houses they passed were in the poor section, but were made beautiful by flowers that would have slopped pedestrian traffic on Fifth avenue. That closeness of Denison ware's arms was as near as he came to a caress. They break- lasted beneath a spreading hau tree on the terrace at the Hale- kulani. They drove on from there to the Royal, where Denison wandered in the palm gardens while the two women packed smalt bags and changed into traveling clothes. Abby did some shopping by means of a fast telephone conversation to the men's shop in the hotel. "Christmas, you know," she hurled over her shoulder to Paige. "For Choppo. Store shoppers will have to do the rest of mine." After that they went through the stereotyped, though friendly, farewells that the management offers. Handshakes, Alohas. Identical leis to all departing guests. Then they climbed into Denison Ware's station wagon and drove to the ship. Paige remembered saying, "1 believe this is the most glorious day I've ever seen in Honolulu." "You'll see many more like it," Denison told her. Abby started out roughly. Heavens, yes, Paige. Don't get drippy. Everyone gets drippy when they leave Honolulu--" Her voice deserted her. Denison observed, "And you're the drippiest at all." The distressed little woman dropped her ,head upon Paige's shoulder and began to wail, "That little rescued derelict didn't even come to my room to say goodby." She wept like a punished child. The girl's eyes filled with sympathetic tears. "He's just a child Abby. But he loves you." "Not so much as he loves Rusty " she blubbered. "It's a different sort o! love" Paige insisted to the woman, who now was crying unashamedly. When they reached the pier and were pulled into all the sailing activity, Denison stopped his station wagon at the unloading zone so that the stewards could take the baggage. He reached back on the middle seat and pulled forth specially made leis for the two women. Necklaces of baby orchid·= When he placed Abby's over her head he giggled first at her chic little hat of delectable gooseberries, then kissed both plump cheeks. Paige's lei he simply put over her sleek bare head, said "Aloha " then whispered, "Hurry back, my love." But he did not follow the customary ceremony of kissing aer. 'You two get out," he said briskly. "Stay right here. I'll park and join you." The surging.crowd was like that entering a ball game stadium. Not daring to move, Abby and her young companion just stood, letting the stream of people divide around them. At the large entranceways to the pier shed were the lei women, some young, others old and fat, dressed in shapeless dresses and flat-brimmed coconut straw hats. On extended arms they held perhaps 25 or 20 leis. All the vendors smiled constantly, showing perfect teeth. Nearby were crates of extra flowers. Additional helpers were busy with needles and strings A lovely young girl pounded the deep green leaves of the maile to bring out its fragrance before twining it with brilliant blossoms. There was so much commotion about them that only especially noisy haggling would have attracted vaige and Abby. Everyone began to notice; necks began to stretch in an effort to catch a glimpse of the disturbing customer. And then, to be more dictatorial, he climbed back upon a stack of emptied flower crates It was Choppo. Abby made a move toward him "No!" Paige's hand held her back. "He's buying those for you. Let him surprise you." "But he's wearing that spotless white coat that I ordered not more than an hour ago to be his Christmas present." SCOTTS SCRAP BOOK *-~ By RJ. SCOTT. MONKEY MEAMS MAH* WAS 6un.-Tx.lKE. A'foRPEPO- WHIM U AX ELEPHAWf COKSIBEREI oirf af rfs REVOLVEO OK *. CEKRA1. SPlMDLE. WEBJE-BUtT B/ ^. -t!(t KodEAXS -fe CA.RAy-rtiE £foui.s. EMPERORS ' 'fo fffttESl. WOB.LDS DAILY CROSSWORD ACROSS 47. Sea eagle 1. Coffeehouse *S. Shed blood DOWN 1. A chest 2. Gazelle 3. To fashion 4. Half ems 5. Resort IS. Type measure 22. Like 23. Seasoning 2i. To sleep lightly 25. Rabid 26. Wept 6. Kind of nut 27. A game 7. Seed 28. Mongrels covering 30. Exist 8. Having 32. Exclamation · leafless 33. Shut StemF 34. Domestic V«iterd»y'» Allwti 13. Past fowl 40 Fruit 15. Young deer 3G. Commence 43 Poem IT. Prohibition. 38. PvUgged 44 ' iJnen ists _ mountain crest 'vestment 5. Reach across 9. Algerian city 10. South American republic 11. Lies 12. Tart 13. Southwest wind 14. Arabic letter 16. Frozen 18. Type measure 19. Calcium (sym.) 20. Conjunction 21. Stuff 23. Cutting implement 24- Periods ot time 25. Rural deity 26. Coagulates 28. Summons 29- Level to the ground 30. Hit lightly 31. Frozen water 32. Queen of heaven 33. Chapter (abbr.) 35. Comparative ending 36. Tramp (slang) 37. Not fresh 39. Opiate 41. Metal 42. Utah's flower «4. Highest cards 45. Spoke 46. Tardy i *e CRVPTOQCOTE-- A cryptogram quotation D R W M R A R W M W D W H R A U A E D T R A D R N M R W P K T W . K DR N M R W P -- A Q. J W S U B. ARE IN 3 BOARD AND ROOM "Silly Abby. Ten minutes ago 1 you were weeping over his neglect. Now you'd like to paddle him." Choppo was yelling, "I've got to have that ginger lei for my girl. 1 ve got to havo t\vo ot them." His tones faded into liuskincss. The tears he drew upon at will began to race down his cheeks. "And I've just got one buck. And that's enough." "Let's go on," Paige suggested, so we'll be there when he tomes with the flowers." "But Denison told us to be right -here. "Denison isn't coming back, Abby." Paige had known that when he put the lei about her shoulders and whispered to her. In their stateroom were baskets of flowers and fruit. Boxes kept arriving. Friends dashed in long enough to add still another lei to the rapidly rising circlets of blossoms. Paige was surprised at the number of persons who paid her that courtesy. Some did not even know her; they favored her because she was Abby's roommate, or perhaps they were so emotional with that indescribable emotion that a sailing from Honolulu inspires. They flitted in, arms loaded witn floral offerings, and flitted out again, wondering in shrill voices where they would find other friends. nr""^ 11 ,? h °W° arrived, wearing the prized wlute coat and wliat obviously was the coconut slraw hat Denison had seen mm modeling, although now It v.'as brown and porous from a few days In the sun. ·I. ducked icr head for his flowers. It was obvious hat she wanted to squeeze the little boy, but she did nothing more than place pecking kisses on his tanned cheeks. Although she clasped an affectionate land about the gijjser lei, hsr comment was dry. "I nollce you get your Christmas presents on the fiitli of December." Unabashed, the boy crowed, "Abby, It's the prellicsl coat In the world. It's even better than Rusty's, I'll bet. You're oao swell tomato, Abby." By GENE AHERN BY THE V.'AV, VOUR. LO75DSHIP, lr \au HAVE AMY SOCKS TItAT NEEC MENDING, I CAM TJARfJ 'EM IN MY SPARE TIME /-OF COURSE.1T VOyT B= FAWCY uius YOUR. lr ^ .... -"DO rr, BUT.-- fc^r-C aSSft VMEN I TEL1_ THEU MY TITLE OF LORD IS OMLY A NICKNAME I V/OH'T EVEN GETAEAR.QF SOAP THAT'LL LATHER. / HAS TEN PAVRS Or SOCKS IM NEED Or IT MOW MODEST MAIDENS "... and ] stop referring to me as your 'frail'!" **STRICTLY PRIVATE " xr.e. ^OWEll»"~ DEAR WHEN A BUNCH OF US ALL GOT Ol THE TRAJH OWE. OF THE GliVS S^lb /MEBEE AW(ll£ TOO YOUR, Paige was amazed at Abby's control. "Hi, Choppo," she sang out, and du "Thanks." The woman wondered about his ··one-buck" claim. In a man-to-man fashion she asked, "How are you lived for money, Choppo?" Abb *"* s ' ven Duclts - Y OU need dough, · T 1 '! Ul " a v '" oman clamped her teeth Jfito her jaiv and manogKi not to launh ·No. I believe I have plenty l list ."m"!^- 0 "' ""1 3 '° U d l d - YOU can «»" ^ " wce ^ "' Ulc noi ' al " * ou SCORCHY SMITH- . "Just a minute." ula Abby. "Choppo, isn't that other Id for Paige?" "Sure. I forgot." Jfe climbed upon a chair and dropped it over Her like a horseshoe looping a pts. "Hurry back to Honolulu, Paige, so Eugenia can't keep lousin' up my life." Abby wns scandalized. "Choppo. your education is fioinj to commence with a vengeance when I get bacU." Paige had moved, on to the deck mainly for fear Jlcstwic* Carncs would come to bid farewell to Abby. Now. lool:;ni; " 1 -* 0 ^'-' 1 - llle .'?" 1BIlanfc ' she I:new him. was the extra identification ot Choppo In the absurd coconut straw hat. The eM did not know how Rusty had noticed her among the many persons Jam- mini! the railing, but he had. He mad* a motion as if to lut his hand to her. tlien (illicitly lowered 11 and was lost from sight. Thousands upon thousands of bright- colored serpentines gave the appearanco of having tho Lorelei moored to the pier But even ns they grasped with a frivolous tenacity, tli ed broke thai vessel save o lug t By FRANK ROBBINS EVEN IP THEOE V1HCE A BEAM WE COULDN'T FINO fT.' AND TWBSE'S 6NOUCW C£ ON QUO W1NOS FOB ALL THE JWIVT- JULEPS INI GcOBGIA.' WE'LL HAVE TO LAND; HOLD TIGHT EVenySCOV. GOING TO LST THE OLD HEN SETTLE COWN. MUGGS AND SKEETER By WALLY BISHOP - « ,,. 1/4 .'«· fc By LES FORGRAVE VELLOW IIVES UNDER HERE ITS A LITTLE CAVE IN THE HILLSIDE .MAYBE HES JUST A HERMIT APTER ALL.. 1 LOOKrv ' A RADIO SENDING SET. 1 THIS BlDDfS NO HERMIT. 1 I GET IT NOW I K THIS ANWEHS A LOT OF TrilNSS TiJAT HAVE HAPPENED LATELY.' OAKY DOAKS By R .B. FULLER .THAT CAW vwrr/ BCXUJM N-1 WHAT'S A ^ 'O3MR«RED~wrrH - A MESSAGE v RcOM BJUNEF/. HEH/HEH/HEH/ I EUIME WOULD SOON BE SEND1WG ME MASH MOTES/ WHAT IS MY .POWER OVER NOW, MY CHUMS, WHAT SWEET WORDS HAVE COME FKDM THE FAIE ELAWE? I WARM TOJ JHEY BETTER BE CQOp/ By PAUL ROBINSON THIS iSTVE FADEOUT. IMCaLLEDBAOiTo BUT; RICKEY-I-M LEAVIMS KtZ. HOliVlvcOD 1SIMPLV MUST SEETOU WHICH REMINDS MS IHAVS A FEVJ UMF1N1SHSD LOME- SCENES- Bur N or VI17H r, PICTURES -I'M A '·' MAM O BRICK BRADFORD By WILLIAM R1TT and CLARENCE GRAY (REAY. GIRLS V i E ADVENTURES OF PATSY By CHARLES RAAB HOW ENJOYED THIS, MISS BUT 1 W SO HOW SHE REALIZE NOT MOMEUT TO BE LOST IP I WAV /v. R.OOF OVER DICKIE DARE By COULTON WAUGH WOV! TtilS IS KEEN! YOt/K£ ,,.. Yew, OH YEAH ? veu- DON'T SIT THERE THMN? PKOVSITH HEY, MISTEK, OVER

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