Salt Lake Telegram | 1938-10-27 | Page 15 | Don't Marry the Man

Dont T Telegram m I Marry Fiction By JEANNE BOWMAN The Man Continued from Preceding Page th h. h two she and Donald were alone alonen in n a fairy circle The midnight chimes of the clock stopped them The two young men left for the hotel and Kathleen in inthe inthe inthe the room assigned her contrarily threw herself onto the bed and burst into tears muffling the sobs with her pillow She had been ashamed of her peo peo- And she loved them so Mrs McDonald wouldn't know that Angus Angus Angus An An- gus wasn't really gruff and unjust that he was only worried terribly worried and thoughtless And Mrs MacDonald couldn't know that Aunt Beatrice would not have llave been rude to a stronger stringer particularly particularly particularly par par- a maid that when Aunt Beatrice rubbed against her niece there were always sparks flying moaned moan does Bee B But t why she always have to look like a coal burner burn burn- er on the upgrade Kathleen quieted in fear She hoped her father would keep an eye on those At home the servants servants servants ser ser- ser ser- were trained to follow their trail retrieving lighted stubs and putting out fires in up up- She sat up dried her eyes and fell better Some good might come out of this trip At least Angus could see she hadn't exaggerated in her letters He would unquestionably ably build a new hotel And just let Beatrice get one good look at the inside of the cots and there would be new ones After all they were Gregorys She wondered if the conquests she I had made before coming to Neutrality Neutrality Neutrality Neu Neu- had been won by the of The Golden Goden Girl background rather than by her own Ive had to work to make Donald notice me Bridget just sits and acts her age and he hangs around her like a sick love-sick pup What has she got that I haven't Donald had bid Bridget alinger- alinger a linger lingering ing ng good night He had merely given Kathleen a smart salute And I cant can't fight Bridget she mourned On next thought she fet feat it might not be necessary Angus might win the information he wanted wanted wanted want want- ed from Old Balmy and and her hes work would be over at least her II need of winning young Donald She went to sleep with an ache in her heart and a heretofore unknown sense of personal defeat Awakening she knew she must find some way way to see her father alone and without the or even the Gregorys knowing Friday Copyright 1938 for The Telegram