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Show I . ' AMERICAN FORK CITIZEN -Kathleen Norris Says: Should She Marry Him? I . tTW' - -M WW W llA aW W fft JT ssllBBBBaaw. f V . WOl (l!w r dvlnf dinner r eng. but Ml 1"mm. .... liar ann UKl w CHAPTER V , vai already moving living room. Tr'i arm. on" " viin him more than u.r. Etu was suspicious t conversations between her .., h i moiner. one Lnimd when she married buiioess any better. Tomt (lira. I haven't made enough to resole ine win INSTALLMENT FOUR-The Story So Far Wrr. EtU'i raking it in. to fwrry" Vjurj winced. But the said f . AkAHA BIB BCCSUS UJ-4W W mtwsr- J, already glancing toward Birrowed eyes. Accora f philosophy, a man'f moth- I trouble Deiween nun ana if iht could. Mary Etta I iy like a prickly cactus, tab at the leaat excuse. (lettrmlned to have from fly what she demanded of 'yet in spite oi ner euppea V, Liur bad occasionally 'something in Mary Etta'a MA eyes that resembled 'sunt as that seemed in con-rftaber. con-rftaber. it private secreUry to Har-jb Har-jb Leigh, one of the most toft in state politics. He i contractor in a big way. accumulated money with r scruples about honesty, ta bsd gone straight from n course in high school jfflce. She had brains and d keep her mouth shut i married Tom ahe was al-ndling al-ndling most of her employ-its employ-its correspondence, id not wanted her to go on Mary Etta had pointed out of doing anything else, earning almost as much aa ibt big real estate agency tat learning the business. Md to start for himself j. But, as Mary Etta said, I capital. She saw no rea-they rea-they should skimp along to nothing when she could . s monthly salary check. Idn't resign. And she an-! an-! that she did not Intend to 'i earnings took a decided the better. irately they traveled in the direction. The depression the bottom out of the real me early. From being on latent salary, Tom was re-i re-i strict commission basis, tag the past year bad all led to i thin mist. There ofer any quesUon of Mary lifning her position. For om had been coming to the iere he could contribute 0 their common expenses tj Etta's salary continued w. Laura knew the situa-Miitering situa-Miitering Tom's sensitive k ello, Shirley," murmured ' ai her husband's older Wed in the doorway, to did not care for Shir-bluntly Shir-bluntly said that she Mrley belonged in the lav- 1 eld lace school. But Kath-o Kath-o better with her sister-ln-7 Etta held Kathleen at ifth as she did all her to-Kibe to-Kibe did not take it as-a fcMult if Tom asked Kath- them up when she waa Mry Etta herself never wb an invitation. Of worked and she and Tom e-room efficiency in an botel and took most of " out But. as she bluntly wasn't that Mary Etta Propose to be used as a by her husband's tam- wnuuen citizen. Mike Ma-gulre Ma-gulre la a happy-go-iucky. Mtot mayor of th, town. Kathleen. youn.er daughter. U lurlou. at Mrt N.w.um'. patronizing ,tra. a atr.nger had helped camellias on a bosom that was already al-ready overshelved. "How do you do, Laura? How very pretty you look." murmured Mr. Blake Newsum while his wife stiff-ened. stiff-ened. It waa not an auspicious opening aa Laura knew. She wished the gentleman gen-tleman would keep his gallantry at home. But Jalrd'a father was never one to catch nuances. He beamed on Shirley and from her to Jalrd who had taken Shirley's hand was looking look-ing down at her wih an expression that for a moment made of her heart a delirious singing bird. "Handsome couple." murmured Mr. Newsum. "I always said so." His wife gave him one of those looks meant to drop a husband in hi tracks. And Laura nervously Bung herself into the breach. "What a perfecUy charming dress. Belle." "Do you think soV murmured the lady, slightly mollified. "Who could help it?" contributed Tom, back-stopping for Laura. Mrs. Newsum was making like a ship in full sal for the love seat in one corner of the room. It was the most uncomfortable piece of furniture furni-ture in the house and unless sat in at Just the right angle it had a horrifying horri-fying trick, due to weak underpinnings, underpin-nings, of closing up under an occupant occu-pant It really should have been relegated to the dust heap weeks ago, only there Just hadn't been any Mrs. Newsum waa making like a hip in foil sail for the love aeat. P eyeine W h--v,.--. ltri as the had hefnro came to fall in lov ?ho made such an art ?U8hly unpleasant Pri- fen thought Tom waa And she didn't blame if he had -been X diet of cockleburra. WJGunnln tat 'ked with a grin. .ethlm. "It bow you feel toward " he ..id; then jum. "Shl Her "toted cow. down't she Astor'. pt horse?'r jjy t window, felt the CJrk which the .IcM WVe nep nses. He rwv tn no ., fti'm-oA - ' "aww 'W W th hi. .1 . au of heavM .-j ..- fulre. " ueu tt wa. PDer..k V mg UODt JE-?.r too but ah. . "" cgi oi any Jarring noU. '.the hug pink Wdi thing to fill up the wall space. So Laura had trusted to luck and pushed it back into the most inaccessible inacces-sible corner. Only of course if there was any weakness in the enemy's armor. Belle Newsum could be trusted to discover it Laura had a horrible vision of Jaird's mother being be-ing precipitated into the middle of the floor and refusing to trust her weight again to anything in the Ma-guire Ma-guire house. But Kathleen caught the' storm signal and acted. "Dear Mrs. Newsum," she exclaimed ex-claimed rather breathlessly, "what do you think of the plans for the June fete?" Quite dexterously she interposed her slim self between the lady and the point of collapse. Mrs. Newsum, delighted to be allowed to tell about the very important committee of which she was a member, permitted herself to be ensconced in a substantial sub-stantial wing chair. And Laura sighed with exquisite relief while Kathleen winked at her over the . guest of honor's elaborately marcelled mar-celled head. "Shirley," whispered Jaird in a voice that was not quite steady, "do you remember that you were wearing wear-ing blue the first night I kissed you?" Did she remember? Shirley looked down at the soft clinging folds of her blue lace gown. She looked stately and a little aloof. Like a girl in a painting. Very coo and remote. re-mote. And not quite real. But inside in-side she was a cauldron of seething emotions. Did she remember? Her heart aobbed. It said all sort, of frantic things. But her lips only smiled very faintly. "Yea, I remember," said Shirley ai tf it did tiottnatter. Jaird looked white and baffled. Laura, under the cover of Belle Newsum's tiresome monologue on her own prominent connection with U-.iwUniu..al8l.h Covington; managed to whisper to Kathleen. '"Where on earth do you suppose your father is?" Kathleen spread her hands hopelessly. hope-lessly. "Heaven alone knowi.- Want me to see if he can be located?" "He'a got to be," groaned Laura. "Hulda can't hold .dinner forever." A flit tire (or her and kinw her. He telle her ht ta a newspaper man out 01 Job The Ant to arrive for the dinner are Laura's ton. Tom. and hia "Ue. Mary Etta, e Kathleen slid out the door. At breakfast Laura bad been impressive impres-sive about the solemn significance of the occasion. But Mike was Just as likely as not to forget to come to dinner when there were fuesU. But to her relief as she came down the haU Kathleen heard his vole at the rear. He usually came in the side door because there was a short cut across a vacant lot that saved time from his office. "Dad!" .he called Imperiously. "Don't you realize you've only ten minuVea to make yourself presentable?" presenta-ble?" She Jerked open the screen door as she spoke. She meant to chase Mike up the rear stairs aa quickly as possible. Only it wasn't Mike into whose arms she catapulted. "Oh!" cried Kathleen. "Exactly," grinned the black-headed black-headed man In faultless white flannels. flan-nels. "Kathleen." beamed Mike Ma-guire. Ma-guire. "this is Ritchie Graham, gentleman and a scholar after my own. heart" Kathleen stared into the sardonic gray eyes of the irritating young man who had rescued her from the ditch and kissed her and laughed about it The man she had most ardently desired not to see again. "I've brought him to dinner," announced an-nounced her father with triumph. "I hope it is all right. Miss Ma-guire," Ma-guire," murmured Ritchie Graham. He was grinning. He knew she was furious. So did Mike. And they both laughed. They were undoubtedly undoubted-ly soulmates. thought Kathleen with helpless rage. Even though they did not look a lot alike. Mike was almost al-most as tall and lank as his guest Only he was fair. He had a thin, clever, boyish face, blue eyes that were irrepressibly gay, and a droll mouth. His crisp russet hair waa lightly grizzled at the temples. He was forty-five, but he carried off his years as insouciantly as he did ev erything else. "I suppose both of you would go into a decline if I said It isn't all right. Like Ned you would." growled Kathleen. "Do come In and stop cluttering up the door sin." Mike sniggered. "Don't mind the kitten's claws," he admonished his companion. "She only acratches those she loves. Come up to my room, my boy, while I slick down these old gray locks." Kathleen stood at the foot of the stairs and glared after them. How on earth was she going to tell Laura that as usual, Mike had spoiled everything ev-erything by one of his preposterous gestures in behalf of a perfectly strange man who had no earthly business to have precipitated himself him-self into an already overstrained situation. CHAPTER VI As a matter of fact the crisis resolved itself without fatalities. It was exactly like Mike to sow dragons' drag-ons' teeth and reap love apples. Just as Kathleen was turning back to-the living room the telephone rang. "Kathleen?" Alex was speaking and his voice was a trifle thick, a bit inclined to run up the scale at the end of words. "Tell Mother I can't make it for dinner." "Alec I How could you?" "Sure. I'm a rat to do the run out when she s staging a family shindig. But that's how it is. And you can't do anything about it So take the air." "I'm not talking about that You know what I mean." "Do IT What of It? You don;t need to tattle to Mother, do you?" "Don't worry. I ahan't She still thinks you are worth getting all hot and bothered about" Kathleen soberly replaced the receiver. She and Alec had fought from the time they were both in rompers. There were less than two years between their ages. To the casual observer they seemed always at the point of mayhem. Actually they were tremendously tre-mendously fond of each other. And Kathleen, although ahe had no in tention of telling Laura so, was heartsick about Alec. He had been drinking. That was why he waa not showing up for dinner. That meant he had been somewhere with Myra Boone. "Darn cradlesnatchers with blon-djned blon-djned hair and motheaten morals!", muttered '"'Kathleen'"''"4 tmder' her breath. ....... . She couldn't see how Alee could go that sort of thing. It was such a pity he had to finish school the year Dfahtfti a drug on the industrial market Alec was a bundle of nervous energy. ener-gy. He was better suited for anything any-thing on earth than idleness. Mike had tried, to. find him something. Jo do on the newspaper. But Alee hated it He was created to make things happen, not to write up the exploits of others. With na outlet for his dynamic dy-namic desire to make the wheel go faster Alec was, or so it seemed to Kathleen, cooking up a merry little hell all his own, aided and abetted by the worldly Mrs. Boone, wealthy divorcee thirteen years his senior. (TO BE CONTINVW 4, (Bel) Syndicate WMU Ben-Ice.) WHAT TO DO . . . Solly 1$ a cripple . . . sAe's tm low wUh Hugh . . . end Salln mother wondert whether ta meet Hugh's Urmj or aacWEce her 4m$hur'$ wb&es. tt hard question, es peciaUy since Sally's inactivity Is due to a tntgie event thei would never heve occurred had her mother moth-er been wieer lour yen before. Don't fU nod Kethleen NorriS broad-minded, revealing enmcer to thi -Trouble Mother Even If Hugh turn out to be e scamp he will hardly be able to do anything any-thing crueller to Sally than did the weak mother who let a 19-year-old girl go out to night elubi, dancing with man the hardly knew, and to be brought home, when her own escort failed her, by a drunken stranger. By KATHLEEN NORRIS SOMETIMES second thoughts are so curiously different from first ones that one finds oneself, some what shamefacedly, com pletely reversing the original position. That's what hap pened to me after I read this letter, which, presents a strange and unusual problem. "My dear Mrs. Noma, writes a Pittsburgh woman who signs herself only "Troubled Mother," "I am a widow with two daughters, Sally and Betsey. Sally, now 23, waa injured in-jured four years ago when return ing from an evening party. Her fa ther had refused to let her go, but her escort was boy we had known for some time and I finally yielded and said yes. Unfortunately the boy became affected by drink on this oc eaaioD, and Sally camaaersa with another group. There was a terri ble accident, one of the girls and the driver were killed, and something some-thing happened to Sally's spine so that ahe never can walk. I have always al-ways felt that grief over this tragedy shortened my husband's life. He died of flu the following winter. CeeJtaeal to Wheel Chair. "Fortunately we were left well provided for,' and although unfortunate unfortu-nate Investments have somewhat lessened our holdings, I have been able to provide my girls with a charming home, garden, music, ed ucation, hospitality. My Sally is a beautiful creature, wheeling herself about from porch to garden, refusing refus-ing to be Invalided. They tell me there is no reason why she should not be a wife and even a mother. "That is the problem. . About a year ago she met a doctor who was born and whose family lives in this city. He is romantically good-looking, steady, ambitious and successful, success-ful, and my poor little girl fell madly mad-ly In love with him at once and can think of nothing but Hugh. . "He liked her, and was always gentle and brotherly and sympathetic sympathet-ic with her. They talked books, music, mu-sic, played games, but Hugh never made love to Sally, even when vis ibly she grew almost frantic with the emotions that were too much tor her. Finally I told Hugh of the situation, situa-tion, . He was much amazed and very thoughtful, saying that at 34 he had been once or twice la love but that he had never thought of Sally in that connection, bad indeed made a sort of petted little sister of her. He said he would think about it Wants Entire Estate. "When he brought me his answer it was this. ' That he really loved Sally without being in love with her and was very fond of Betsey, too. Betsey is 19. He said he would marry Sally If I would make over to him my home and my properties proper-ties and all the girls' properties and give him the complete management of the estate. That on no other terms would he consider the arrangement, ar-rangement, aa Sally must always have an attendant near her and he felt the responsibility too Irtucn bm-erwlsa. bm-erwlsa. Sally and. Betsey. ; will inherit in-herit their share when Betsey Is 25. I told him I felt deeply ashamed that I had betrayed my. child by 8Bateg-WHt-th wigllauggeatioa. ' "He was called away at just this time for a three months' stay In a Chicago hospital, and Sa Uy drooped almost into illness. She grew thin J .and pale, loat all her animation, and became a shadow of herself. Nothing Noth-ing we could do roused her, but when Hugh returned 10 days ago she suddenly blossomed into radiance radi-ance again and aent for him at once. After a long talk he told me that he was still willing to accept my proposition, but on his own terms. I temporized, feeling that Sally's whole future is at stake, and tm sending you an air-mail envelope with an assumed nnme so that I may have your answer within a few days." Net a Fortune-Hunter. That's the gist of the letter, and as I say my first impulse was quite different from my second aa to answering an-swering it I felt mat Hugh was a fortune hunter who would sacrifice honor for money, get possession of the entire worldly wealth of a widow wid-ow with two young daughters, and then perhaps ill-treat his wife to the point Where she would pass out of the picture entirely. But on second thought I realized that this letter from Sally's mother reveals more than she probably suspected. sus-pected. For one thing, Sally's fa-. fa-. ther didn't want her to go on that fatal night party that ended her young gay dancing days ao tragically, tragical-ly, and for another Sallya mother hasn't been any too successful in her management of the estate since her widowhood. Arrangement Conld Be Happy One. It ia highly possible that Hugh aees that if ahe is allowed to go on making foolish investments there -will soon be nothing left for anyone, any-one, whereas if be handles it wisely and sensibly they will all be better off. At 34 a doctor has reached an age to think of marriage and fatherhood, fa-therhood, and although Sally can never go with him to movies or dances or banquets, it ia highly possible pos-sible that with her Intelligence, devotion, de-votion, sweetness she can make a home for him that will rival all these amusements. If be is a charlatan he certainly hasn't betrayed it in bis past history. his-tory. He haa a fine position and has already made himself a distinguished dis-tinguished figure in his own field. He will give Sally a very ecstasy of happiness, and it seems to me her chance, of successful wifehood are aa good, or possibly better, than those of girls who have had everything every-thing their own way, who think of nothing but themselves, and who never have had the .tern discipline disci-pline that Sally has had. A Good Bisk. So I sent in "Troubled Mother's" envelope my advice that the risk was a good one. All marriages are risks, and Sally's own opinion of the man she loves might be considered some indication of hia worthiness. When Sally's troubled mother dies, be It few or many years from now, it will surely be a satisfaction to her to know that Sally is in safe hands, that there is a man who loves her, and who is into the bargain a good doctor, close beside her. The small amount of pride, the "troubled- mother will -have to swallow is insignificant compared wity) the happiness which Sally will receive by marrying the man she loves. scam p he will ha rdly be- a We to do anything crueller to Sally than did the weak mother who let a 19-year-old girl go out to night clubs, dancing danc-ing with men ahe hardly knew, and 'to bis brought home, when' her own escort failed her, by a drunken stranger. Two-thirds of our traffic accidents .happen at . night; . thousands thou-sands of them happen when dazed, sleepy youngsters stumble but of road houses, stupid with poor food, bad drink, bad air, smoke and noise. The problem of Sally's life never would have to be solved today if . wiser mother bad solved it four years ago. ajfjaJ 03T-- PRANKLY, the purpose of this 1 frock is to make you look sweet and pretty! A high point of charm Is the open-sleeved effect, accented accent-ed by flattering frills. 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