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Show THE RICH COUNTY REAPER, RANDOLPH. UTAH Panholder Time Has Arrived sunbonnet girl and her straw hat playmate, two cages holding applique birds, and a demure maiden with full panholder skirts. The girl holder is cut ed INSTALLMENT SEVEN THE STORY SO FAR: Larry Cutter startled pretty Jacqueline (Jack) Anthony, public stenographer at the Hotel Raynear, by telling her she could realize g her ambitions by marrying him. Jacqueline had Just lost her globe-trottin- CHAPTER V August Hildebrand kept his promise to Jacqueline about the chicken. It arrived from the delicatessen shop on the stroke of six and, even now, was in the oven ' being subjected to a careful heating. It looked beautiful. The little hostess, wearing a frilly apron over her silk dress, cheeks pink from heat and excitement, scurried about the apartment in last minute preparations. Over and over she had checked the items of that menu on her nervous fingers. One more peep at the fowl. Sizzling. Oh! A ring at the bell. When the door was opened, there stood Larry. He seemed to fill the entire opening. A package under either arm. Grinning like a boy. My word! was his greeting to his hostess. The smile vanished. He stood motionless. Wont you come in? Oh yes . . . But you . . The flush in Jacquelines cheeks deepened. I forgot to take off my apron, she apologized in confusion. Im the cook and everything tonight, she added gaily. savings in the stock market, and her father had left her only a month be- lifes fore when she refused him additional money for work on his inventions. Stunned by this double blow, she ae- cepted his proposal. They were married . curring to Jacqueline with unpleasant frequency. It brought a little feeling of sadness, in spite of herself. Larry was going away. He had not said for how long, and she did not feel free to ask. But she knew in her heart that she was going to miss him . . . after tonight. I wont let you forget, she promised very solemnly, with a glance at the clock. Only a little over an hour left! Apparently he was resolved to take no advantage whatever of this unique situation. Playing the game like a perfect gentleman. Jacqueline was conscious of something like a feeling of relief when he asked finally if he might use the telephone. Ill call for a cab and have it take me around to the hotel and pick up my bags. Im packed. The last words had a depressing sound. And little more was said until there came the suggestive honk of a motor horn from the street. Must be my Jehu, he decided. And did not stir. It is, he added, as the silence was broken an instant later by the sound of a buzzer. Please dont take it off, Larry blurted. Youre so pretty . . . Excuse me. But you rather took me off my feet. He transferred the packages to one arm, clutched off his hat and closed the door. Here. I brought you a few posies and some . . . candy. Oh, thank you! . . . ducing. You! room. Larrys laugh filled she declared. But you self-contr- the know how. I can do . . . almost anything, I think. Larry proved to be a superb combination of guest and host. The complete devotion he exhibited toward the food testified eloquently to his approval. And youre some cook! he proclaimed with a satisfied sigh as he accepted a final cup of coffee. Thats the best dinner I ever ate in my life, Jack. Youre a gallant prevaricator, Make yourself comshe retorted. fortable while I carry out these dishes so we wont have to look at them. Whadya mean comfortable? Larry stood up and removed his coat. Get me an apron. Im going to help with the dishes. Nonsense! Ill do them later. Listen. Im boss in . . . your house try to for the moment. Dont ... stop me, either. He walked into the kitchenette and looked about him. Spying some dish towels on a rack, he took one and gravely tucked the corners in his waistcoat Lets go! he ordered. pockets. Jacqueline entered into the spirit of this newest occasion with a readiness that surprised herself. It was rather fun to watch Larry lounging about his tasks in a masculine, but peculiarly deft, fashion. They chatted together familiarly as they worked, .putting things to rights. Dont let me forget Im making a train tonight, Larry cautioned. It would have surprised him to know that this thought had been re- - Kansas City, Mo. Enclose 15 Cents for each pattern desired. Pattern No Name Box 1M-- Address ... and Silly! Jacqueline took herself sternly in hand. It was high time to stop this morning and attend to business. Very resolutely, she set about picking up the threads of her old existence. Two weeks of this wearying, baffling situation dragged out their allotted space. Then something happened. Jacquelines office phone rang. Miss Anthony? Yes. South Side Hospital speaking. The little office seemed to be going around in mad circles. Jacquelines hand clutched at her heart; she forced her stiff lips to ask, What is it? The word Larry struggled to escape. We have a patient who gives his name as Vincent Anthony, the voice went on. Is he your father? Why . . . yes. Yes! It must be! Is he . . . hurt? He is ill, said the matter-of-favoice. It may or may not be serious. But he has asked for you . breathless request. In the hospital office, Jacqueline was told that Vincent Anthony was in the emergency ward, brought by ambulance after a police officer had seen him collapse on the street. That was early the previous eve- ning. cant ol AUNT MARTHA leap in her breast every time she saw a mail carrier pass the door. Each evening she looked breathlessly in her letter box when she returned home. It would .be rather DANHOLDER time is here as transfer Z9364 illustrates. Two courteous of Larry to drop her a note after being her guest that way cute kittens with perky bows, a Jacqueline sat staring straight re- have any candy. Dinner is almost ready. Im going to put it on the table now. And, at last, the dinner was on, Jacqueline looking over the table with one breathless last inspection. It seemed to be all right. Everything there. A swift retreat to the bathroom to divest herself of the apron, to peek at her shining hair in the mirror of the wall cabinet. Then, back again to stand behind her chair and summon her guest to his place. Larrimore H. Cutter leaped to his feet, hesitated. With the greatest he ever had exhibited, he thrust both hands deep in his pockets and stalked grimly to his place. Ordinarily, he would have gone around and seated his hostess. But that would have meant behind her chair, looking down on the tempting brown waves of her hair. It was too much to ask of a man. He didnt dare. Youll have to carve," was JacI hope you quelines next warning. Start with this transfer on panholders bazaars and your own use. Transfer Z9364 Is 15 cents. Send your order to: for gifts, ahead of her, trying to fit the pieces of this new puzzle into an understandable pattern. But only for a moment. The main thing, now, was to reach the South Side Hospital. The hotel doorman signaled a taxi at her It served to put both of them at their ease. The guest dropped into a chair and watched his new wife bustling about. She opened the flowers with eyes that sparkled, exclaiming over their beauty. We must have them on the table, after sirnlug a centraet permitting her to continue her present mode of living, and to nullify the marriage after six months. Jacqueline Invited Larry to her apartment for dinner that evening. Now continue with the story. ct But you shouldnt have tempted me. Im from wood and painted; two panholders form her skirts. was his greeting to his hostess. My word! Ill go out and tell him he found the right place . . . and to keep quiet, Larry observed, getting up. Be right back. The little apartment looked strangely empty now. The air hazy with pipe smoke. Larrys hat lying on the couch where he had tossed it. He closed the door and stood with his back against it, looking gravely at Jacqueline. I be dont away tively. know just how long Ill .he told her meditaIt will depend on . sev. . . . eral things. Jacqueline wondered vaguely if he were about to say he would write. Or if he hoped she would. His next words were entirely unexpected. They came with the force of a shock. Dont forget what I told you about Rannie Hicks. Hes a good guy. And I sure did have a wonderful time tonight. Ill never forget it. He came nearer and extended Good night, Jack. his hand. His wife laid her small hand in his. There seemed nothing to say, She didnt trust her fortunately. voice. Larry looked at her with a twisted little smile. His eyes were half closed. Say, Jack . . .1 dont want to throw bouquets at myself but Id sort of like to have you know that youre standing in the presence of the bravest man in the world. And the . . . nicest. It was Jacquelins heart crying that out. Larry had gone. ... CHAPTER VI For the several days immediately following Larry Cutters departure, Jacqueline gave herself up wholeheartedly to the business of being lonely. She derided herself philosophically and tried to reason out the situation. There was no reason in the world why she should expect to hear from Larry every reason why she shouldnt. She admired him for sticking so closely to his bargain. But her heart gave a strange little Is he seriously ill? Jacqueline faltered. A chronic ailment aggravated by malnutrition. There is a possibility that an operation may be necessary. If you wish to see him, please do not stay longer than necessary. As in a dream, Jacqueline made her way through long d corridors, then into a large room drug-scente- with rows of white beds. What did that woman in the office say? Some- That thing about malnutrition. meant not having enough to eat! Vince ... There he was! Thin and haggard looking. But the same quizzical eyes, the same smile . . . Vince! Lo, Skipper. That was a name he devised for her long ago . . . when they used to sit with their heads close together over the old atlas. Charting courses through the Seven Seas. Vince! What is it? What have they done to you? Where have you been? Why didnt you let me know . . . ? Questions tumbling from the girls lips in whispers, after a lingering kiss on her fathers fore- head. Im all right. Skipper. Of course you are, dear. Can you tell me a little about it? Vince squirmed uneasily.' Like a small boy caught in a misdemeanor. Ive been very busy, he began in a weak voice . . . Working on an invention. Its a good one, this time, and Im almost finished with it. I got a job as a night watchman a while ago . . ; Needed a little extra money for dry batteries. His eyes twinkled. And then, this had to happen. Vince! Jacqueline whispered almost sharply. 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Vince . . . Have you been in town all this time! Pretty much, Skipper. Two big tears rolled unchecked down Jacquelines cheeks. Vince had never left the city. He had hidden himself in some obscure quarter, going without enough to eat while he puttered over his mechanical dreams. Too proud to ask for help . . . help he must have needed sadly. And all these months, the one person in the world who belonged to him had been living in near luxury. Saving her money for a selfish dream, gambling, los. ing Jacqueline controlled herself with a fierce effort. .. (TO BE CONTINUED) HOTEL Choice oftheDiscriminatitigTrareler 400 R00MS 400 BATHS Rates-- . 2.00 fo 4.00 Our $200,000.00 remodeling and refurnishing program has mada available the finest hotel accommodations in the West AT OUR SAME POPULAR PRICES. CAFETERIA DINING ROOM MRS. J. H. WATERS, BUFFET Preside nt - J. HOLMAN Managers and W. ROSS SUTTON WATERS DINE DANCE The Beautiful MIRROR ROOM EVERY SATURDAY EVENING |