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Show KTDaughter and His Son j A Great Married Life Story by j fDAH McGLONE GIBSON I (AN EV. M sseed on to another 1 Hr. -rr mn H I r.'!''s!-. ,IUPrlcl Mr Mal-K Mal-K fia f3"1.' ., th nn " I resslon I, tan" " at h ,ion ii"" Pro- BsfllWv.iil.J understand Ald Mr R'-V) J' ', H ak' Herself con- L?- ' Why. ms K Ken was married.) K , , , friendship (An r i. mil (hat man I eer- J K Sellers WK,''''1- "' ' I ' Issssssss " 'V'i' i "nPrnl That hurt I I) M-'', I'., n."ii:l. r..i m fle I 7 flfK? 1 Vri' B ' (hat I i I have been scirixh with vou. Ann bul oi are such a si-lendld ptrton thai I i mp depended upon ,u moro .md more i ? ."'I?" yo" anl "'nK Callahan i hardh ! find If necessary to muke nustst ir,,,", :ibt.u my business nv inoro. l!o is a SiSSSS av,f-A?e y"n K,np "' ,,,arr L ' N?; ivo" deav SV rnAlohmaker, no." i united, m aplrita returning ai im I thought! flnwftl in a now .-hannol "I am not KolnR , marry anyone If my fiiihrr romp back and lovn ni as you rv ho will. 1 am lust roIpk to havo him build mr 'he- kln.l of a houso that I ha.se dreamed of for years, and then. In the evening when nu ome over to seo I am Rolns to sit In a low chair in front or the nro and listen to you two cronies relet e the axpetienoea of voui busv lives Thar a not u normal tutlrc for a pretty civl to U.ri forward to. T said Mr Heiaey, "T6ur dreams should include a stalwart younc husband, mv chlldnnd hildien plaxlnc about the bouse I am euro that some da i shall have yOUr children on my knee ' Aft-aln Mr. lta'M slclied propbetl.-all .is lie said "I ain nfiald no child of Ken s will ever call me crandfjilher." Wn ate the remainder of our luncJi- r..n llently each thinking bis own ihoiiRhts. From his expression I would have said that Mr llalse memories were as barren as were iriv hopes I insisted upon walklnR to the office, alone, as Mr liaises- was golnc to th,. east sddo plant. The day bad been a strenuous one. Events were comlnr thli ker and faster than I thought poV ible. I did not dare to look ahead am farther than to my father's comlnr T wish he would come dav," whispered to myself. Refore could seat myself at my io:k I heard the I li rk In the outer office' who rt-ceivetl callers say: "Mr. Malsey Is out. but you can to In and wait If ou wish " The door opened and I turned quickly 'MarRaret. can this be you" " exclaimed a man whom 1 had never seen before Almost b'.indis i walked atralaut into his outstretched arms |