Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 32, Number 232, Decatur, Adams County, 29 September 1934 — Page 2

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CLASSIFIED ADVERTISEMENTS, BUSINESS CARDS, _ r AND NOTICES FOR SALE FOH SALE Michigan apples, McIntosh eating or cooking. 60c ■per bushel crate. S. E. Haggard, , 1 mile north and miles east of Monroe. 227ablx ’"'FOR SALE — Fourteen inch Oak heating stove, gaa stove, and Kitclieu cabinet. 215 North Third „ Street. 230-g3tx FOR SALE—2wo 1-4 H. P. direct current. 220 volts G. E. motors. One - 1-8 H. P. 110 volts motor; 4 13 plate Presto batteries, good an new. Cort ,theatre. 232-a3t FOR SALE —1 purebred Shropshire "buck sheep. O. T. Johnson. 1 mile _ southeast of county farm. Phone C-861. 232-g3tx _ EO>F SALE—7S acre farm, 6 room house with basement, bank .barn, " in good shape, poultry house, granary. t r quick sale, priced at S3,WO. 160 acre farm. 7 room house with slate roof and basement, good barn 40 x 60 with large cattle shed at- <• tacheri, 400 rods new fence, all M buildings painted and in good repair $5,000. “ , 120 acre farm near Monroe, Ind.. . on U. S. highway No. 27, good seven —rrom house with furnace, barn 40 x ..JW. granary, poultry house, all buildings have been freshly painted and are tn good repair. The land is good J»rn ground and bargain at s§,ooo. « acre farm, five miles from Drcalur. six room house, bai n 30 x .Kjj. ch*» and grmary, mostly black « land and priced at $6,000. -A. D. SUTTLES, agent 232 k.’.t FOR SiLE One four-hole laundrystove Phene 1123 232-1 tx „ FOR SALE -7 head ehoates. Call J mornings, or evening after 5. Mrs. Lulie M. Walters, second house ” north of Calvary church. 230-3tx WANTED * WANTED—Soy Beans to combine. « We’-are now booking jobs. Stef- • fen Bnuthers, Craigville phone. Decatur, Route 2. 22SG-6tx , T. For RADIO or ELECTRICAL repairs call MARCELLUS MILLER phone 625. I specialize in auto radio installation and repairs. Miller- Radio Service, 226 No. 7th st. 172tf

I WHY? Ride on old tires when you can rent a Gillette tire tor as low as 20c per week — after 25 weeks the tire is yours. Porter Tire Co. 341 Winchester St. Phone 1289.

Roy S. Johnson Auctioneer P. L. 4 T. Co. 81. Phones 104 and 1022. Claim your date early as I sell every day.

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SALE CALENDAR Oct. I—Edward1 —Edward F. Bucher. Exec. • John Bucher. Sale of personal property at 515 W. Madison st. Oct. 2 —J. L. Becker, 6 mibs west ,ot Portland. Pure bred Jer- * soy sale. Oct. « —Roth Sisters, 3 miles " wer.t.uf Ceylon. Oct. s—Decatur5 —Decatur Community Sale and Chattanooga Community Sale. Out. 6—Phillip Carsten. 4 miles .. southwest of Waynesdale. Oct. 9—S. D. Griswold. 1 mrie . north of Payne. Ohio. Oct. 12 — Decatur Community Sale and Chattanooga Community Bale. Oct. 13—Irvm Doehrman at Williams on Ada ns Alien county line. Oct. 1G —Orval Keller, 3 miles west and mile north of Geneva. Closing out sale. Oct. 17—Orval Keller, 3 miles west, ’,2 mile north of Geneva. Oct. 18 —Stewart & Kline. Cara den. Ohio. Pure bred Duroc hogr. OcC'J9 —Decatur Community and Chattanooga Community Sale. Ctet.^ 23 —Bruce Pullen. Liberty, Ind. Pure bred Duroc hogs.

MARKETREPORTS 1 DAILY REPORT OF LOCAL I AND FOREIGN MARKETS LOCAL MARKET Decatur Berne Craigville Hoagland Corrected Sept 29 No commission and no yardage. Veals received Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday. ; 250 to 300 Iba - -.. MlO I 200 to 250 lbs $6.00 160 to 200 lhe $5.75 300 to 350 lha. $5.75 ' 140 to 160 lbs - $4.75 120 to 140 lbs — $3.65 100 to 130 lbs M. 45 Roughs — — $4.25 down Stags .... $3.00 down Vealers ..... $7.50 Ewe and wether lambs ........ $5.50 Buck lambs $4.50 EAST BUFFALO LIVESTOCK East Buffalo. N. Y. Sept. 29. — (U.P>—Livestock: Hogs. 400; market inactive, little done; heavy, $7. Cattle. 100; twoway steer and yearling trade during week; better grade, scarce, steady; steers, $8.25 to $9.25. Veals good and choice $8.50 to $9. Sheep. 250; lambs, 25 to 50c lower for the week; slow at decline. Lambs $6.75 to $7. FORT WAYNE LIVESTOCK Fort Wayne. Ind., Sept. 29 —<U.R) —Livestock: Hogs. 30 to 25c lower: 250-300 lbs., $6.30; 200-250 lbs., $6.15; 180200; $5.95: 160-180 lbs.. $5.75 : 300350 lbs.. $6.u5: 150-160 lbs.. $5: 140. 150 lbs. $4.75; 30 to 40. $4.56; 20 to 30, $3.85; 1 to 120, $3.10; roughs $1.50; stags, $250; calves, $8; lambs. $6.50. LOCAL GRAIN MARKET Corrected Sept 29 No. 1 New Wheat. 60 lbs. or better 93c No. 2 New Wheat (58 lbs) 92c Oats 32 Jbs. test 50c Oats 30 lbs. test 49c White or mixed corn $1.03 First class Yellow corn SI.OB Killed Bobcat With Slingshot Miles City. Mont. — (U.R) — Tom Wolf and Roy Brown, two young, sters. slew a big bobcat with slingshots. Hiking over the Wolf ranch, the boys were startled when their dogs started the bobcat. They fol. lowed until the cat was cornered with a cliff on one side, dogs on another anil one of the boys on the other two sides. Tom and Roypelted it with stones from their slings until they knocked it unconscious, then crept close enough to finish the job with a large stone. o \ NOTH K OF < <>VI MISSIOXKR-S SALE OF HEAL ESTATE Ml. 14K3 In (be IdaiMMi Circuit 4 4»urt September Term, ID3I ST \Ti: 4>F : 4 111 OF \l> \Ms i Homan H. RatHienbush vs. Homer Raudenbush. Et al. The undersigned. Commissioner by virtue of an order of the Adams Circuit Court made and entered into in a cause therein pending entitled Roman R. Raudenbush vs. Homer Raudenbush, Homer Raudenbush. Administrator with will annexed of the estate of George VV. Raudenbush, deceatsed, Roger R. Raudenbush. Ruth I. Raudetnbuah, Romain* 1. ( Raudenbush, Roscoe G. Raudenbush. i Robert W. Raudenbush, Raymond H. Raudenbush, Rowena O. Raudenbush. and Olive Raudenbush, (LMuee i No. 14922, hereby give notice that at the Raw office of C. L. Walters, Rooms n, fi. and 7. The Peoples Loan and Trust Company Building, in the city of Decatur, Adams County, Indiana, on Saturday, October 1931. at 10:»»h o’clock A. M. on said day. he will offer for sale at private sale and at not lea* than the full appraised value thereof the following described real estate, to-wit. •The south half of the southwest quarter of Section 13, in Township -’7 North, of Range 14 east containing *0 acres, more or less, in Adams County. Indiana, except therefrom the following described tract, to-wit. Commencing at the southwest corner of said Section 13; thence north ten (10) rods; thence | East eight (8) rods; thence South ten (10) rods, to the south line of said section; thence west along said south line eight (8) rods to the place of beginning, containing one half (&) acre of land.’’ Said real estate will be sold on the following terms and conditions, to-wit: At least one-third of the purchase price cash in hand and the balance in two equal installments, pavable respectively in hot to exceed nine And eighteen m-ontlw, the same to be secured by mortgage on the real estate sold. The purchaser is given the privilege of paying any sum in excess of one-third or all the purchase price on day of sale. C. L. Walters, Commissioner Sept 15-22-29 | Applvntmeat of Administrator Notice is hereby given. That the undersigned has been appointed Ad- i rninifrtrator of the estate of Amanda Hudson late of Adams County, deceased. The estate is probably solvent. Royce A. Walters. Administrator JadNon U. Teeplr. Attorney Sept. 14. 1931 Sept la-22—9

See me for Federal Loans and Abstracts of Title. French Quinn. Scftirir.eyer Abstract Co. ,J . ■ ... _ _ — N. A. BIX IER k y OPTOMETRIST Eyes Examined, Glasses Fitted . HOURS: 8:30 to 11:30 12:30 to 5 00 Saturdays, 8:00 p. tn. Telephone 135.

COURTHOUSE First State Bank vs E. F. O'Brien, note, defendants called anl defaulted. cause submitted, evidence heard. Finding that material averments of complaint ar* true; that there is due plaintiff from defendant the sum of $216.26 in which Is included attorney fees In the sunt

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CHAPTER I Friday, the nineteenth day of December in the year 1930, had begun much like any other day in Susan Broderick’s life. At half past eight she had sat down to breakfast with the family just as usual. And it had been the regular Friday morning breakfast of stewed prunes, creamed codfish on toast and coffee. When it was over she had gone upstairs to help with the Friday morning cleaning—the changing of sheets on the old black walnut beds, the scrubbing of the two big chilly bathrooms, the sweeping of the worn chenille carpets. Lunch had been at one o'clock, just as it usually was. At three o’clock Susan and Lutte Broderick, the younger of her two aunts, had bundled up in their fur coats and come walking downtown through the first heavy snowfall of the season to buy a Christmas gift or two and change their books at the Publie Library. They always returned their books on Friday or Saturday and took out new ones to tide them over the dullness of the week-end. It was five o’clock now. The sky above the eleetrie lights of South Main Street was the peculiar dark luminous blue of winter twilight and, as the two women came out of the library, the five o’clock whistles began to blow, their sound muted and made silvery by the snow that had been falling over the city all day long. “This is what they call ‘the blue hour’ in Paris, Susan,” the older woman said, clinging to Susan’s arm as they descended the slippery steps that led to the pavement. “The tea hour. When we were abroad years ago we always used to drop in at the Ritz or Runipelmayer’s for tea or chocolate at this time of day. “I’d like some now.” she added wistfully. “11l tell you what we can do—When we go up to Harts to look at those little lace face pillows that I want to get for your Aunt Edna we can take the elevator up to their tearoom and charge a little something to eat. Cheese dreams or something light like that.” “Just enough to spoil your girlish figure, Lutie,” Susan said looking down at the heavy face that was on a level with her own shoulder. It - was Lutie Broderick's cross that she could not eat all that she wanted and at the same time remain slender and willowy like Susan who ate what she wanted and kept the wandlike figure of the twenties in spite of it. At forty-seven Lutie had not yet ■ given up hope of marrying and living happily ever after. She wore her dark hair in a shingle bob, 1 painted her pale lips with a flaming I shade of lipstick and was always very bright and lively as though she had made up her mind never to surrender herself to the dullness I and dreariness of her spinster life. t Every morning she went through a series of exercises that she called her "upsetting exercises” and at night she bound up her double chin ; with a rubber strap that fastened at the top of her head. “I suppose you’re right about i eating between meals,” she admitted now as she trudged along past the store fronts that lined the crowded streets. “Only I do get such an empty feeling this time of i day—” Hart’s was the largest department store in the state. It was housed in a white marble building that rose ten stories in th? air. and it covert*! an entire city block. An entire city block filled with the things that women covet—furs and dresses, grape scissors and gardening gloves, draperies and diamonds, lingerie and laundry baskets. French perfume and bath champagne. ironing boards and icecream freezers. The Brodericks had had a charge account there for thirty years, and Lutie knew the place as she knew her own home. “Thanks, we can find our way about.” she said in her most girlish manner to the floor walker who came up to her and Susan in the main aisle of the store. "We’re going back to the linens.” Susan followed her through the crowded aisles to a counter near the elevators where a tired-looking saleswoman drooped above crisp lace and embroidery, yawning behind three lingers r.f her hand. “I’d like to see the little face pil lows that you have on sale today.” Lutie s .id to Wr. “We have <-o-ne for a dollar ninety-e';;’’t “Oh. Dwluiag like that! I want

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to see something good.” Lutie ■ flicked some machine-made lace on the counter with a gloved forefinger. “Something hand-made." It took her a long time to pick out the pillow that she wanted for Aunt Edna, a pale blue one covered with strips of embroidered net and edged with Irish crochet. “It’s to be charged to my account. and I’d like to take it with i me, please,” she said to the saleswoman. and gave her her name and i address. i The woman put the pillow into a i box covered with silver paper and I Lutie held out her hand for it i “I’m sorry, madam, but I can’t 1 give you your parcel until the charge is okeh’d. That’s the rule i here. You’ll have U wait a mo- 1 menu” The saleswoman shook her i

I MW I i /I tar )/1 | '\l “I find that nothing has been paid on your account since ‘be first of August, Miss Broderick.”

head and turned to another customer who had just come up. Five minutes went by. . . . Ten. ... A girl in the uniform of a visiting nurse stopped to ask where the flannels were. A woman in a moleskin coat bought five yards of pink footing and walked away carrying it in an envelope. “It seems to me that iot charge ought to be coming through. I’ve been waiting for it a long time.” Lutie tapped an impatient foot, in a shabby black suede shoe, on the floor. The clerk picked up a telephone that stood on the shelf behind her. “11l call up the office and see if they’ve okeh’d it. madam,” she said. After a moment's conversation with someone at the other end of the vire she set it down and turned again to Lutie. “They'd like you to step up to the business office, madam. It’s on the tenth floor. Just ask for Mr. Dillon.” “Mr. Dillon? ” There was puzzlement in Lutie’s voice and in her black, rather prominent, eyes. The woman nodded. “He’s our credit manager. I’ll hold your package here for you.” » » •• Susan and Lutie told each other many times afterward that they never would have gone up to Mr. Dillon’s office on the top floor of Hart’s if they had known what was in store for them there that afternoon. But they did not have so much as an inkling. “I suppose they want me to identify myself,” Lutie murmured in Susan’s ear on their way up in the elevator. “With your Aunt Edna and me using the same account there’s probably some confusion. Perhaps I ought to have had the pillow sent out on the delivery wagon, but deliveries are so uncertain this time of year.” Mr. Dillon’s office was a glass

and the same la cancelled. Judge ' meut for plaintiff. I Rule To Anewer Marlou Reber et al vs Nancy E. Bowman et al. partition. Appear, ance by John L. DeVoss for defenHirachey. Rule to answer. Appear- ( ance gy John L. DeVoss for defendant. Tevple and Peterson. Answer I and cross complaint filed by Hen- i |ry Hibchey. 1 Charles W. Felts vs Frank Me , — ,

and mahogany cage with a grass ; green carpet on the floor. In the middle of it stood a flat-topped desk and he was stated behind it. a small good-looking man with gray hair and eyes and mustache. He had two or three papers, fastened together with a clip, in his hand and he looked up from them when . Lutie and Susan stepped into the office. •*Oh, yes. Miss Broderick," he said when Lutie had introduced herself. "Oh, yes—l have just been , glancing over your account. I find that nothing has been paid on it | since the first of August. That is five months, Miss Broderick.” “Almost five months.” Lutie. smiling, was her very brightest self. Not even then did she realize what was happening to her. “Os course.

I don’t really know very mrch about the account, Mr. Dillon I never . pay the bills. My family has had a charge account here for thirty • years, and my brother nas always taken care of it Mr Worthy Brod- : erick, you know -the is in ; his name.” She stood before him w'th her ; chin lifted a little above toe collar ■ of her worn mink coat, h- r hands ’ clutching the silver top of old i petit point handbag that hao been ■ a very handsome av-jcle when it was new. Susan sudden" r :ncm- ! bered that Aunt Edna hao bought . it in this very store six or seven ! years before for Lutie’s birthday . and had paid seventy-five dollars i for it. ? “We've always done all our I shopping here.” Lutie went on “I don’t quite understand what you’re | , trying to say to mo about our bill, ' , Mr. Dillon, but if you’re worrying : 1 about it I can tell you that it will ' be paid, just as it always has 'fen | paid. I'll speak to my brother r about it” Under the rouge that , she wore high on her cheeks a slow • dark flush began to show itself. p Mr. Dillon tapped the sheets of I paper that he held with his pen- I cil. “We’ve written two letters to Mr. Worthy Broderick about it,” r he said, shaking his head. “I’m f afraid we won't be able to extend -. you any more credit. Miss Broderf ick, until it’s been taken care of.s I'm sorry—but we’ve let the ae- i - count run on this Jong only because you’re among our oldest cus- _ tomers and have always paid in the t past." “But about my package at the J lace counter—” Lutie was beginr ning again when Susan stopped e her. t . “Please don’t, Lutie!” One of her g hands shot out and caught Lutie’s wrist in a hard grip. “Let’s not 0 bother about that. Let’s just go!” (To Be Continued) B Cooyrlfht. !»33. oy King r»«l«rc» S.i.Mtite Inc

Connell et al. damages. Rulo a- I gains defendants to answer. Alfrletta Dimmitt vs Frank Me Connell et al, damages. Rule a ( gainst defendants to answer. Erman Cowens vs Frank Met on nel et al, damages. Rule against 1 defendants to answer. Cases Set For Trial Albert Lammert vs Alberta Lam- 1 mert, divorce. Application for suit ' money filed by defendant. Waiver of service of notice tiled. Set for hearing October 1. Rule To Answer The Federal Land Bank of Louis, vllle vs Rachel Glendenning, quiet I title. Absolute rule to anewer on or ' before October 15. Orville Rauner vs Howard Harney. note. Appearance for defend- 1 ant by Ralph W. Bogonlus. Rule to i answer. Application Filed The Jackson Company vs Mrs. Naomi Borman et al. account. Application by plaintiff for leave of ( court to make new party defendant. Re-Appraisement Filed < Wilfred 8. Smith, executor of I the will of Oliver T. Hendricks vs Maria L. Hendricks, et al. partition. Re-appraisement of real es- C

SYNOPSIS Susan Broderick and her aunt, Lutie. who had seen more prosperous times, order a pillow at Hart’s department store where the family had a charge account for years. They are summoned to the office of the manager, Mr. Dillon, who informs them the account has been discontinued as it had not been paid for five months. CHAPTER II Susan’s face was as scarlet as Lu tie’s and she never knew just how the two of them got out df the office. As its door closed after them she heard Mr. Dillon say again that he was very sorry in a voice that sounded far away like a voice in a nightmare. Then they were in the elevator once more, packed in with other women whose clothes looked glossy and new even if they were not made of mink as Lutie’s coat was. She glanced down at her own coat of black Russian caracul that looked rusty and “ratty” after four winters. “We’re shabby-genteel, Lutie and 1." she told herself as they get out of the elevator at the first floor. A full length mirror, fastened to a pillar opposite the elevators, caught their reflection—the reflection of two women who were plainly “ladies” but who were also plainly down on their luck in out-of-date hats that turned up in front instead of down in a season when all the new hats hid the right eye, in last-season skirts that were too short, in black suede shoes that were shiny at heel and toe from too much wearing. "Let’s go out at the side door. 1 simply cannot pass that saleswoman at the lace counter,” Lutie said in a whisper, as if she were afraid that someone in the throng of shoppers might hear of their humiliation. Her eyebrows were twisted high on hei forehead in a look of dismay and bewilderment still. “That upstart of a man, Susanl I can't understand why I stood there and let him talk to us the way he did. Just think of hi? daring to!—Why old Crowell Hart, who founded this store, was one of your Grandfather Broderick’s life-long friends!—l wish I’d put that fellow into his place!—” Susan shook her blond head. "Nothing that you could have said would have made any difference, Lutie,” she said. “All that mattered to him was that our bill wasn’t paid. His job is to tell people just what he told us—that if they don’t pay they can’t buy anything in the store." They were walking away from the building now, moving very quickly as if both of them felt that they were in full flight from something shameful. “I don't believe I feet equal to walking home. Susan,” Lutie said as they reached the corner of South Main and Sixth Street. “J think I’ll get on a street car here. I feel —shaky. As if someone ha<# knocked me down and walked all over me.” Her voice was shaking and suddenly to Susan's horror she twgan to cry. She pushed • p her spotted veil and began to brush away the tears that gathered along her lids and rolled down her face. "Nothing like that ever happened to me before.” she went on after a minute or two. “But then we always had plenty of money until the last two or three years, and money protects you from lots of unpleasant things. I used to be miserable because everybody I knew was married and I wasn’t. I used to think I’d marry even a poor man if I bad the chance—but I wouldn’t think of doing it now that I’m older and wiser. I know now that nothing in this world really matters except money. . . . Susan. I’ll never be the same again after what just happened to us. I declare, I feel just like a criminal. Don't you?” “Certainly not, and you mustn't,” Susan answered sturdily as Lutie’s

late tiled. 11 Find For Plaintiff John Gerver va Estate ot Philip i SchuM. claim tor *3OO. Answer ill ' one part tiled by administrator, Edgar Habegger called and default. , ed, cause submitted, evidence beard. Finding amount due $261.35 and that estate is surety Edgar Habegger. Cases Set For Trial Wlllliun Mesel vs Howard A. , Long. note. Cause set for trial October 23. International Harvester Com pany of America vs John McCarty, replevin. Set tor trial. October 26. Estate Cases Estate of Philip. Current report filed Estate of George W. Keller. Executor files current report which is examined and approved and trust continued. Real Estate Transfer ‘Peter A. Habegger et ux to Clin- > ton Habegger ipart of inlot 305 in Berne for SI.OO. Clinton Habegger to Peter Habegger etux part of Inlot 305 in Berne j for SI.OO. Marriage License Marion IA. Stoody, truck driver, Cleveland, Ohl. and Myrtl j C. P.

street car came along. “Ix«t’s forget it. I think I'll walk. Lutie. . Goodby.” i She helped her aunt into the car ! and stood on the edge of the pave- . ment, frowning as she watched it . disappear into the snow-filled dark- . ness. Then as she turned and t started along South Main Street i past the lighted store windows her face began to clear. She swung along smoothly and quickly as if she enjoyed walking, and her lips i parted a little as if she drank in t the cold fresh air with eagerness. ? Under the brim of tlie unfashioni able hat her whole face wore an i eager expectant look as if she were » on her,way to meet someone whom ■ she was very impatient to see. As ' a matter of fact she didn’t know I more than a hundred people in the i whole city, but whenever she was ' out on the streets alone she found i herself filled with an oddly excited ■ expectant feeling ... a feeling that I just around the next corner, in the ■ next block, someone or something wonderful and thrilling might be I waiting for her. So far, in her twenty-one years, . very little that was out of the ordii nary had happened to her. One , day of her life was so much like the next one that she could hardly tell them apart, and all of them so uneventful that a walk downtown and back was something of an adventure to her. The crowded streets were as fascinating to her as the scenes of a play, and this was the time of day when she liked them best. The ofi fice buildings lighting up, the electric signs flashing out, the arc lights glowing above the sidewalks like cold white moons, the sor nd of traf--1 sic that was like the roll of drums. But what always drew her attention m 're than anything else was the army of girls who came pouring into the streets from the stores and offices where they had been at work all day. They struck her as being so much more free and alive and self-reliant than the older people in the crowd, and ever since she had left high school she had longed to be one of them. . . . They were doing interesting work, earning money, going places, meeting people, every day in the week. If they wanted to stay downtown for dinner and a show or concert they could do it writhout asking anyone for ths money. If they wanted the latest book or the newest hat, they could earn the money for it with their own heads and hands. Compared with her own existence their lives seemed filled with color and interest. "There’s nothing like having your own work and your own money,” she told herself now, and as she watched three of them flash past her, arms linked, a feeling of strong determination to get out into life, do something, earn money, be alive and meet other people who were alive and young, swept over her. She had known that feeling a great many limes before, but so far it had never got her anywhere, w hen she left high school at eighteen she had made a fight for a college education—the only kind of fight that she knew how to make. John, her brother, was going to law school, and she had told her father that she wanted to be trained to earn her living, too. “No. I don’t believe in higher education for women,” her father had told her. “You’ll never have to earn your own living. You*!! get married and let some man look after you. What you want to do is to stay at home and learn how to run a house.” A little later Susan begged him to let her take a course at business school that would fit her for an office position, a career of her own. A life of her own. not simply a flat ' existence at home, broken here and ! there by trips to the store nr the ‘ library, by afternoon calls and evenings at the movies, by the vis-

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■ its nf W " ,-p B| to s<-e her usually en lu al)4 ' and .Sumi.,'. had ■ make him i;-. , ian ,, , k . the Broder. [, r; a not enough f.. r h. r . Sh e somethin.- ■ . her own wings. M| ' But whvr ' him he cam, ik at h great deal , ; :a > k abou .' w Steffen. She - n-.ar-y wJB in all probamiuy And. n, her, what u ... have for a i•. a . ,-- t 0 < and typewriting? She was thinking about when she - my saw ing toward h. , • snow. He had m-t closed door of the i r-t National where he w i k-d. and down the steps. He saw as she caughried across the , . walk “Hello, Susan!” He down at her through the ing darkness ar one arms through 1. . "This ly luck—for me! You’ll l«t|M drive you Imm- w- n t von!" W His grin made his face most boyish for a moment thirty a .i.i thing of a J» : z- . the dignified and .-aptnM finance that h< ; --.ibtediy w|M be m ten or fifteen years. not tall and he was rather but he carried h ..self so he looked tall. His features regular and he ha ! fine darkep»M His father and two of hi<«M were directors of •• r rare, san had decided < a-iy m hertnAß ship with him that he and rest of the Steff n men like the bank its. !f—square afl solid and without romance. E “How’s the boy tanker!" M asked him as ‘hey started sotl the street with Wallace shortoM his stride to get into step withs*M He did not answer and g at him. she saw that he was M ing down at her tare handasiiM in the crook of his arm. 1 “No gloves, Susan, on a di’lkl this?" His voice sounded as ifhfl doubted the evidence of his eya 1 But Susan knew that he wasufl surprised in the least really. M never wore gloves if she could it, and she had explained to k>| dozens of times that she disliM them because they gave her hadsl a dry tight feeling as if an vital skin had been added to them, sa never wore overshoes, either, ■ she laughed at h; galoshes, to muffler, his fur-lined driving flow and the foot-warmer on the floorui his automobile. “Just because you coddle y«» self, Wallace, you think I oughtts’ She fished in her pocket for to gloves as she spoke. "Hoatß( I'll put these on if it will make!* feel any better.” “It will. You look just like ■ poor little match girl with pa hands bare." He took a tigMer hold of her arm as they step!* down into the homeward mareMj throng of people on the I ifth Stmt 'Tossing Holding her close to to side he drew her around the corm to the garage where he kept hist# during the day. It stood just I* side the door, a shining black coup with a Fcctoch plaid robe foM* neatly on the scat and the W warmer on the floor. “I suppose you 'oiihe this mhj. too.” Wallaec said good naturw throwing it across her knees,«* tucking it in well at the sides. r» you’ve got to have it. I m to take care of you whether J" want me to or not. young * sa > He had been saying a great mass little things like that lately. reflected as he got in beside ». Throwing out little hints tha. had a feeling of tenderness protectiveness for her. (To Be Continued) Co»nl»bt. nil. V IM rwlum Sr»aa«-I»