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Friday, June 19th, 1936.
The Radio Post, Fredericksburg, Texas,
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to govern that self is strength.
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We are informed that Townsend
sympathizers are supporting Tom
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judge, 83rd. judicial district. Martin
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and in the old way had kept the
place in an uproar while he man-
aged a bath; Cliff had come at
about three o’clock to gather up
presents for the Bly tree.
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matronly in spreading silk; the the seven clubs in the county will
baby in his fur-trimmed cap and present for judging their dresses
caped coat. I and foundation patterns by which
Just as they started Bruce had ' they were made. The winner will
come in to escort them, and a mo- be sent to the short course at the
ment later Tony, who had to 1 A. & M. College where she will
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There were scrolls and scrolls
and scrolls when the Oldsmobile
good will caravan arrived in Texas.
One, with more than 100,000 signa-
tures, was presented to the people
of Texas. Another from the gover-
nors of other states was given to
Governor Allred. A third, was pre-
sented to Mayor Sergeant of Dal-
las. All carried messages of good
will to the people of Texas from
the people of the rest of the coun-
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the Emporium packing room now!” - ■ -
Cliff had exulted, as they had filled Mary Ann Carter, County Home
his arms with the very creditable [Demonstration Agent of Mason,
Taft collection. Everyone had been I will be in Frederick? burg June 2
dressing then, for it was to be an , at the district cour room for the
early dinner; Aunt Meggy, crimped purpose of judging the county wide
for me here at ten tomorrow, Cliff.
We’re going off somewhere to talk
together. It’s good-by, of course.
After you’re married, I’m going to
New York, if they’ll send me, and
Larry won’t be back until late au-
tumn. We’ll never see each other
again.”
“You poor kid,” Cliff said in sud-
den sympathy. “It’s not your fault
it had to be Larry you liked! It’s
rotten for you!”
Tony’s face wrinkled, and her lip
shook; she looked away, swallow-
ing with a dry throat. She said
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The women are working hard in
order to complete their goals for
the wardrobe demonstration and
much fitting satisfaction is being
enjoyed through the use of the
foundation pattern.
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I to ask us, and I don’t see
how we could have gotten out of
it,” said Aunt Meg in an undertone.
“But, gosh, it’s more fun at
home, Christmas Eve,” Bruce ob-
served.
“Sh-h-h!” Brenda muttered in
horror. “Your voice is absolutely
penetrating!” They were all in
the Bly library, guests at the great
Christmas party that Cliff’s par-
ents-in-law had been planning for
weeks. For the moment only the
Tafts were in the room: Aunt Meg
rustling in silk; Bruce handsome
and sulky; Brenda in rapt attend-
ance upon little Anthony; Cliff
nervously proud of them all. Al-
vin had just arrived; Tony had
had to do the Christmas tree at
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(he Donny murder and mentioned
in the Bellamy divorce.”
“Who got you into tpin the first
place? Didn’t Larry put you on a
bus that night and send you
home?”
“Yes; you weren’t here, I remem-
ber. Yes, I got here about three
o’clock. But you see the fact of
the bus picking me up there at that
hour gave them something to work
on, and then this Miss Wallister
of Oakland gave them my name.
She’d been in the car Larry and I
stopped before we went to the
Donny house.”
“Who’s she?”
“An Oakland schoolteacher. I
did a story about her once.”
“The Bellamy outfit’s all going
away?”
“China.”
“When do they go?”
“Day after tomorrow.”
“Going to see her before they
go?”
“No.”
“Will you see him?”
Tony said “no,” again, immedi-
ately adding: “Yes, he’s to come
“You and he—you mean you and
Larry—?” Cliff stammered.
“Oh, yes.”
“And how long’s this been going
on?”
“There wasn’t much to ‘go on.’
Months, I guess,” Tony said in re-
ply.
“Well, then, what’s the idea of
being so decent about it?”
“I 'don’t think it’s exactly—de-
cency,” Tony said, with an effort.
“It’s just Ruth’s idea of the best
way out.”
“You didn’t dine with them that
day, then?”
“No, and neither did Larry. He
started before dinner, and I wait-
ed for him at Del Monte, and he
picked me up.”
“What time was this?”-
“A little after six. We had din-
ner at King City; we talked for
three hours.”
“Ha!” Cliff ejaculated. “And she
didn’t bawl you out?”
“No. She prefers it this way.
She’s protecting me, and saving
him from his own ridiculous folly,
and they’re all going to China to-
gether.”
“Will he go?”
“He has to go. Otherwise she’ll
divorce him.”
“Threatens that, huh?”
“She doesn’t have to threaten.
It’s just that—oh, she’s not well,
and her mother wants to go, and
her niece Mrs. Polhemus is going,
and if Larry won’t come to his
senses and go happily along with
them—well, she’s just done.”
“Gosh, what a mess? Maybe he’ll
throw her down?”
“How can he, Cliff? For one
thing, she really does love him;
she’s always been kind to me. And
even if he did, that’d finish me.
That’d give everyone a chance to
say that I was the girl mixed Into
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meeting Caroline and Ruth' for
lunch and to do some last shop-
ping. A truck would call for the
trunks at five o’clock; they would
put their nightwear and their books
and hairbrushes into their hand-
bags tomorrow morning, and the
apartment they were abandoning
would be full of cheerful conversa-
tion.
And so down to the big white
ship, and through the pleasant
flurry of passports and finding their
staterooms with the clutter and
confusion of the waterfront all
about them; with the bay steamers
pouring soft whistles into the noon
air, and the salt water ‘slapping
idly against the piers—
She seemed to be hearing his
voice again, feeling the tightening
of that big arm about her shoul-
ders; she seemed again to see the
brown face and the high-bridged
nose, and the movement of his
brown lean hand when he took off
his glasses to look at her—
Tony crossed her arms' on her
desk and put her head down upon
them. Waves of bitterness and
longing broke over her, and reced-
ed, and strengthened to break over
her again.
Yawning, a call boy came in to
arch himself like a snake over a
telephone. No, the managing edi-
tor wasn’t there yet—the city edi-
tor wasn’t there yet. Ring back,
please.
He dawdled away, and Tony flat-
tened the curiously assorted notes
on her desk; brought her heavy
eyes to them. She picked up a pen.
one more Christmas tree before
joining them at the Blys’. It was
this circumstance that gave them a
chance, Cliff and Brenda and Aunt
Meg, to discuss her, when they
found themselves for a moment
quiet, out of the noisy current, in
the big leather chairs of the Bly
library.
(To be continued)
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L. F Bailiff, 80, of Danville, Ill.
on Sunday conducted his own fun-
eral. He delivered an hour-long
funeral oration to about a thou-
sand listeners. His request was
that at his death they place his
body on a pile of logs and set these
on fire and hold no other ceremony.
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the Orphanage, but of course she
was coming later.
The Bly house was enormous; it
stood majestically on a Pacific Ave-
nue corner that commanded the
sweep of the cold winter bay, and
the Presidio slopes, and the Golden
Gate.
“Oh, glorious!” said all the
guests as they arrived to find the
big back drawing room deliciously
warm, and a great wood fire roar-
ing and snapping in the enormous
fireplace. Like all the houses along
Pacific Avenue on the north, the
living rooms, with their windows
for commanding, the wide pano-
rama, were at the back; the en-
trance hall was a jumble of wraps
and of attentive maids today, but
there was plenty of holly and mis-
tletoe there too. Christmas trees
stood in all the corners and up on
the great angle of the stairs, and
scented the air with pine.
There were relatives asked in for
Christmas: faded gentle elderly
men and women basking in the
family glory; there were nice boy
cousins, all penniless, evidently,
rather variously dressed, but bash-
fully amusing and talkative, and
being very much encouraged by Un-
cle Rick and Aunt Tina. There
was one spectacled nice girl cousin
with her young man, and there
were meaningless young men for
Geraldine and Pauline, and of
course Martin Gossing and Helo-
ise. For Heloise was going to be
married too, only two years after
Mary Rose, and Mamma positively
said this time that she didn’t want
to hear another word of engage-
ments for years!
Over this heterogeneous party
Dr. and Mrs. Bly reigned in happy
excitement. The doctor told Aunt
Meg at every opportunity that that
was what the house was for: to
give the young people a good time.
He reiterated in great satisfaction
the statement that it was his idea
to have Clifford’s people—have ev-
eryone. Cliff’s aunt, and his sis-
ters and brothers—why not? It
was Christmas.
Evidently the big table—forty-one
would sit down at it—had been in
the process of getting set and deco-
rated for the better part of the
day; as for the tree, concealed
downstairs in the billiard room, its
completion had occupied the family
for weeks. The atmosphere of the
big house was one of innocent
laughter and cheer; the Blys, the
Tafts, the cousins might all have
been children again, gathering at
the piano to sing the carols Pau-
line played so nicely, bending over
the great jig-saw puzzle that was
spread on the library table, run-
ning up and down stairs.
Brenda and Alvin, with the pre-
cious woolly armful that was An-
thony, had arrived at the Taft
apartment that morning before
Tony was out of bed, and Brenda
and Aunt Meg had spent a happs
day managing the good, sweet, con
tented baby, Tony had rushed of
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They sat in the parked car
and stared out at the sea that was
veiled and gray under the fog. It
was the quietest hour of the morn-
ing; Tony and Larry had the beach
to themselves.
“Is Ruth bitter about it, Larry?”
“On the contrary, she doesn’t see,
or she won’t admit, anything to
be bitter about. She’s very happy
and very affectionate, and grate-
ful to me for going along, and sure
I’ll love it all!”
“She’s taken that position,” Tony
said, in a hard voice.
“She’s —yes. She’s taken that
position.”
The girl’s voice was gentler, her
blue eyes shadowed, when she
spoke again.
“But she knows we love each
other?”
“She never had said so. She
talks of what the best thing is for
all of us. For me, and for you—
for all of us.”
“Poor Ruth,” Tony said; “what
other attitude can she take, unless
she wants to let you go?”
“Caroline and Mrs. Patterson
help her to keep it up.”
“Keep up—?”
“The—well, the little fiction that
the whole thing is—is just some-
thing to be hushed up and forgiven
and forgotten.”
“Forgiven and forgotten!” Tony
said, with the proud color in her
face.
“They seem to feel that there is
no question that I like you too
much and you like me to much,”
Larry said. “But since it’s Larry
and Tony, they must be protected
and excused. Larry’s like that, and
poor little Tony didn’t know what
she was letting herself in for, what
gossiping tongues would make of
it!”
“I suppose so,” Tony said dryly.
“Does Ruth believe it?”
“Ruth always believes what she
wants to believe. Yes, she believes
it. As far as she’s concerned it’s
true. Much the best thing for all
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had taken off her white hat; her
dark uncovered hair lay In loose
rings and sprays against the man’s
shoulder. He could look down and
see the smooth clear tan of her
cheek, where the fine down of a
peach showed against the white
light of the strange muffled day,
and the lowered thick dark eye-
lashes, and the curve of her fine
wide mouth. Tony again was in
white today; but her loose soft
coat was brown, and the small
square pumps braced against the
foot rest were brown, too. Larry
tightened his arm about her shoul-
ders.
“It won’t be forever, Tony.”
“No. Somehow — somewhere—
the roads will come together again.”
“And meanwhile we’ll think of
each other—and of today.”
“Ah, that’s what they always
say,” the girl said wlth a break in
her voice. “And then they forget!”
“I’ll not forget. Ah, you’re so
sweet!” he said, with his lips
against her forehead. And then,
“Tony, we couldn’t just run away
from it all?”
“Not from Bendy and Bruce and
Cliff and Aunt Meg, no. They’ve
all hoped too much for me, done
too much for me. It wouldn’t be
fair.”
“It’s like a terrible dream that
we’re together now — that you’re
safe in my arms here, Tony—and
that tomorrow that ache for you—
that ache for you, will begin—and
there won’t be any cure!”
“No matter where we are, no
matter what happens, we’ll always
belong to each other, Larry, won’t
we?”
“You’ll always be what you are
now, Tony—the only person in all
the world for me.”
“And you for me,” she said, 1b
a voice she tried to hold steady.
“I’ll always be glad we had this
much, Larry. This is something—
this is more than I ever thought
I’d have.”
“It doesn’t seem possible to say
good-by,” Larry presently said very
simply. Tony stirred herself against
his arm, drew away.
“Let me look at you, Larry.”
They looked gravely at each oth-
er : the tall, lean brown-skinned
man, with the high-bridged nose
and the deepset eyes, and the girl
in her white frock and brown coat,
with her dark hair disheveled and
her blue eyes set in delicate cir-
cles of umber, and fringed with
dark lashes that were frankly wet.
“It’s good-by, my dear,” said
Tony.
He put his arms about her, and
for a long minute she lay against
him, and felt his kisses on her lips.
“You’ll forgive me, Tony, for ever
letting this happen?”
“Ah, if you’ll forgive me! I let
it happen. You didn’t.”
“My wife !” Larry whispered. And
straightening herself in her seat
beside him again, the girl repeat-
ed it with her wet eyes shining.
“Yes—nothing will ever make me
anything but that, Larry. The wom-
an that was meant for you."
He touched the starter, turned
the car on the short brown grass.
They drove back into the city, and
at the door of the newspaper office
Tony said only another half-audi-
ble “good-by.”
She went up to her desk, stop-
ping to hang up her hat and coat,
straighten her hair. Her face
looked odd to her; it was white.
The newspaper office was very
quiet at twelve o’clocks Larry was
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