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CORA’'S QUES

Daily Short Story

T—By Helen St. Bernard

HE young man at the service] station filled the gasoline tank, | inspected the radiator’s contents,! then wiped the fine mist from the windshield. As he stepped back, Marietta Greer pushed her foot against the accelerator. “Do we turn two blocks down to hit the highway to Mount Snow-

den?” she asked over the roar of the g

meer, ~ “Mount Snowden! Say, lady, you'd better put on your chains if you're going over Snowden. It's been rainin’ in the mountains since yesterday and there's a bad stretch of road on top, where it's torn up.” Marietta shook her head. “We

didn’t bring chains, having heard of | | Virginia's splendid roads.” |

“But. I'm tellin’ you the road is]

torn up—it’s being repaired. You'd| :

better wait. . . . | = 2 2 ! ARIETTA turned to her com- | panion, who was setting with | her hands clasped tightly in her lap. | “What do you say, Cora? Do we] cross Mount Snowden today, or do| we not?” Cora shifted her eyes from the] broad street of the lovely old South- | ern city, and turned to her friend. | She spoke slowly. : “Let's go. No use staying here] any longer. We've looked every-| where. We must go on. Perhaps, en the other side of the mountain. | . + .. He lived over there, you know, | before he came to New York, al-| though his letter was postmarked | here.” “On our way then!” Marietta | smiled at the attendant, who shook | his head doubtfully as they started | off. = n = HEY turned the corner, two blocks down, followed .a tree- | lined thoroughfare out of the city, | and were finally on the highway that led over Mount Snowden. On the other side of the mountain lay | their next objective in the trip that | had taken them away from New| York a week ago on a quest that | hinged on a letter-in Cora Leigh's | pocketbook. The mountain loomed | up ahead, a great shadowy bulk, | seen hazily through the rain that] had begun to fall steadily, pattering | against the top of the car. a he must have been in| trouble,” Cora was saying, “or he'd | never have left the way he did, | when we had planned to be married | so soon. Why did he go away with- | out saying goodby? Why did he | just write me from here, saying that, | if I cared enough to wait, he'd be | back in a year? No return address | . nothing . . ..and he must know | that I care—terribly! He must | know I'll wait for him ...” | The letter crackled as Cora drew | it from her purse. She had drawn it from the purse many times be- | fore, to read its puzzling words again and again: i «...X love you, Cora ... and | that is why I have come back here. There is something I must | do before I marry you. All I ask | is that you trust me, believe in | me . .. and if you love me enough, to wait. I'll come back in a year. It means 365 days of happiness out of our lives, but . .. 2 2 2 HE mountain highway had be- | gun to twist and turn about | rocky ledges that rose steeply to the | right. To the left, the mountain- | side dropped off suddenly into green, |

wooded depths, veiled with rain.

“I do love him enough to wait, NO sayy not he so very bad: I know it.

matter what has taken him away. | But a year is a long time. . . .”]

Cora stared out of the car Window | shoulder at the four shadows plod-

at the majestic view. “His Blue | Ridge Mountains. His Virginia,” | she said softly. “He talked about it | often—loved it.” | Up, up, the car climbed, rain| blurring the windshield- . | Then, as they rounded a curve, the stocky figure of a man loomed | ahead, barring the road. He carried | a rifle. Marietta applied the brakes | and the car skidded to a stop just] where the paved road ended. A| long, glistening, deep-rutted ex- | panse of clay spread off to the next | curve. “You've picked a bad day, ladies, | * to cross the mountains,” the man | told them. “We'll have to put on| your chains to get you over this stretch. I'd turn you back, but| there isn't a place wide enough.” | ¥ 8 = {

{ mile of torn-up clay ahead!

| slow . .

| off into space. {| wheels skidded, to be pushed back

{ move on again slowly .

| of paved highway appeared ahead. | With one last effort, the men eased

i work, ‘but as he turned to follow

“Please,” she said, holding out or candy.”

sharply. “And a half | There | hasn't been a car over this road] since yesterday, and it's been rain-| ing blue blazes. Well, we'll see] what we can do.” f He walked to the curve ahead, | motioned with his arm, and shouted. | ‘Hey, fellows, four of you! We've | got to get a car over the crest.” Through the slanting rain and gray mist, four shadows appeared | around a ledge, walking in single | file. They wore stripes. “On the outside of the car, fellows! Brace your shoulders against | it. Now, lady, keep her in low ..

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= = 2 ORA’'S hands ciamped tight, over the purse in which a worn | letter crackled. She kept her eyes! on the road ahead. Four broad, striped shoulders were very near— four capped heads. Over the roar of the motor came the soft sloshing of four heavy pairs: of shoes drawn from wet clay as the men kept step, slowly, |

their feet gripping the shoulder of | §

the road close to where it dipped | Several times the

into the roadbed; spun viciously, to . cautiously. Then, at last, a shining expanse

the car on to the smooth road. The guard gave a sharp command, sending them back to their

them, Cora called to him. He] looked dubiously at the bill she | held through the opzn window. un

2 = “PIPLEASE,” she said.

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That tall one, second in line——" The guard turned to look over his

ding away through the mist and rain. “The second in line? Hmm... Conscience Charlie, we call him. Got into a little jam two years ago. It wasn’t must—just the result of a college-boy prank—but he got scared and beat it. That made it worse, of course. Then, a while back, he suddenly showed up—to take his medicine, he said. So now, he’s serving a year—on the road gang. Conscience Charlie!” The guard tipped his cap as the car got under way again. Cora leaned back in her seat with a sigh. “We can go home now, Marietta,” she said softly. “There's a lot to be done in the next year, and it won't be long——" THE END

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BEGIN HERE TODAY Kay Dunn, pretty young nurse, is hired as a stewardess on Overland Airways and, the same day, meets Ted Graham, veteran pilot, who flies the trans-Pacific route, Kay is assigned the vestern division of the servicd. Monte Blaine, an apprentice pilot, = her marked attentions. Monte is daring, romantic, but Kay is more interested in Ted, whom she sees infrequently. He telephones one morning and she spends the day with him and Dickie, his adopted 7-year-old son. They drive up into the mountains and have a picnic luncheon. Dickie and Kay at once become close friends. Kay has been told that Ted Graham worships the memery of his wife who died years before. He tells her Yrankly that he will never marry again. “Romance is behind me,” he says. “I've my. job now.” NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY

BY DECK MORGAN CHAPTER NINE

ED Graham was in port for almost a week, getting the Mariner ready for its next flight, and Kay saw him every day between her own trips on the Overland route. She had her introduction to the life of the flying colony at Ship Harbor, the home port of Trans-Pacific Airways. It was a homey group. Every one knew every one else—the petty trials, rivalries, good fortune and bad that came to their neighbors. At first they regarded Kay as an outsider, but soon they came to like her. Kay herself was in excellent spirits. She was enjoying her work and was no longer lonesome. ; The young pilots at Ship Harbo were all interested in the new girl. Though she was usually seen with Ted, they liked to dance and flirt with her. Monte Blaine was particularly attentive. : The fact that Ted had known her previously only seemed to spur Monte’s interest. Rivalry was part of his nature.

” = = UT the flying colony knew Monte was the “hero” type of an earlier era—dashing, adventurous holder of trans-continental speed

vate plane and flew to Reno in less than two hours to have a date with Kay. She felt enormously flattered, but when Ted Graham heard about it he called Monte on the carpet and gave him a lecture. ik The day after Monte's trip fo Reno, Kay had a wire from Cen--tral headquarters, transferring her

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with the other sex that beauty is in women. It is their strongest point, whereas what men (and women too) admire in men is good health’ and physical skill and vigor. What men are jealous of in other men is something else—I’ll take that up another day. : :

It wasn’t. a second parting between the two girls, for they would still see each other frequently. Kay hurried out to Ship Harbor that afternoon to see the Flying Mariner take off for Hawaii. Her taxi was caught in a jam and sh2 didn’t arrive in time to see Ted. She ran down to the quay just-as the giant flying boat was taxiing out into open water. Kay, like the other spectators, waved good-by. Tears came into her eyes, blinding her; she didn’t know why. With four 800-hors: power motors roaring in unison, the big flying boat rose gracefully from the water and headed directly for the Golden Gate. 2 E- = HE sun had set and Kay saw the ship’s lights, blinking red and green. Then she could see no more. She wiped the tears from her eyes and turned to find Monte Blaine standing beside her, tall and broad and clean, watching the, ship disappear. » He turned and, with mock gravity, took a handkerchief from his pocket and presented it-to Kay. “There,” he said, “wipe those lovely eyes. You'll have me believing you're in love with that guy!” Monte followed her down the quay. “Come on, sweetheart, cheer up!” he said. “Give us a smile” Kay smiled and they both looked up into the night where a single green light still shone. “There they go,” Monte said, “flying to Hawaii. When I was 22 I was a test 9ilot. I've had 3000 hours in the air, and ~ hold the Panama to New York non-stop record—but in this outfit do you know what I am? Just an apprentice pilot!” = = 2 AY took his hand. “After you've ha 10,000 hours in the

air——* “Tll be an old man!” Monte laughed, - dismissing the cloudy thought. don’t fall in love

with that man Ted Graham. For 15 years he's been ‘living for the air. He's reduced life to a—a science. It’s all instrument work, laying the ground work, taking measurements. Thinks all human activity should be organized the same way.” Kay smiled indulgently. - Monte in spite of his broad shoulders an homescme, dark head, seemed so young. 3 She said, “We Ted—when he's away.

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HARRIET ESTABROOK O'SHEA made a study of this question on 1000 school children, 5 to 7 years old, and found that the brightest children of both sexes— but especially the brilliant boys— either cared little for or else disliked such books as “Little Women,” and Pollyanna books in general, whereas such books were much better liked by the average and slow children... Whether such books were of inferior literary quality and the bright children found them uninteresting for that reason, or whether bright children care less for the socalled “girls’ interests” could not be determined.

NEXT—Is the dream of cugenics to produce an ideal man?

Ship Harbor where, from her window, she could see the trans-Paci-fic liners, moored at the quay. How she envied the men of the crews on those flights! : Ted Graham was away from ‘the home port for the next two weeks. It was the time of the Easter holidays, so Dickie, his adopted son, was = home from military school. Dicke liked “the. grime and dirt of the hangars and he liked tools. Since Jerry Searles (with whom Ted lived) was at the airport all day, Dickie spent most of his time there, too. Kay met him the first day of his vacation, and he came to her with ‘shrill cries of joy, putting grimy little fists around her waist. She didn’t mind. She was on her way home with the evening meal, literally, in her arms. Dickie was hungry. He said, “Pal, you wouldn't invite a guy in to eat, would you? Jerry's food is all right, but it all comes out of tin cans.” Kay laughed. “I'm afraid mine all comes from the delicatessen store, Dickie, but youre perfectly

welcome!” ”

= = E followed her home and didn’t like .it because she insisted he wash his face and hands. When, supper was ready, however, he was shining like a button. “I think Ted likes you,” Dickie confided, over the ice cream. “Once I slipped into his room and he was drawing little circles and writing ‘Kay’ in them. That's your name isn't it?” The doorbell rang and Kay went | to answer. It was, as she had expected, Monte Blaine. He had brought one of the other apprentice pilots with him. Ralph Bangs was a bright-eyed youngster with curly hair and a slight scar cn the left cheek. Monte demanded, “Why didn’t you invite us to the housewarming? Which reminds me, the house hasn't been warmed and you've been living in the colony for a week. Shame, shame!” “I'm not sleepy,” Dickie put in quickly, “When Ted is away I don’t go to bed until 4 o'clock in the morning. Sometimes I don’t go to bed at all!” “Dickie!” Kay said, gathering him into her arms. “Youre so sleepy right now you don't know what you're saying.”

= = 2 HE walked down the beach with 3.) the child. A heavy fog was rolling in from the bay and, after she had turned Dickie over to Jerry Searles and was on her way back to

see more than a few feet ahead. Monte and Ralph were talking smoking when she returned. “It's a bad night out for fliers,” announced. :

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“You know, dear, some other specialist might say that

some outdoor hobby would be

even better for your nerves.”

any for the housewarming.”

“But, Monte, I haven't a thing |

here to eat!” He grinned. “That isn’t the etiquet of a housewarming here. Guests bring their own refreshments.” The bell rang again and Kay thought it must be Monte’s friends. Instead it was Doris Lee on the threshold. “The night plane was grounded,” Doris said. “We couldn't leave the airport in this fog, so here I am!” : Monte appeared in the doorway. “This is a haven for sailors in a storm,” he informed her. Doris saluted. “It's a wicked. night out, sailor. Ralph Bangs was leaning over the radio as Doris entered the living room.” As soon as she saw him she dropped her bag with a clatter. “So it's you!” she exclaimed.

= = = T= young pilot blushed, “Why Doris—" Kay said, in surprise, “Then you know each other?” Doris’ chin lifted firmly. “And pow: The lam tums 1 mw thab

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a little investigating. Do you know what I found out? He has a girl ir every port from Cheyenne to New York! After that the air around Central wasn't big enough for the pair of us. One had to leave and the best man won—so he got out.” This amiable quarrel lasted until the others began to arrive. They were all members of the flying colony. Kay was glad they accepted her as one of thems it made her feel that she “belonged.” With this feeling she went to the windows and looked out at the thick black fog. Her thoughts swiftly crossed the ocean, picturing the Mariner winging its way, perhaps through

just such fog and rain snd light-

ning. - Monte came up beside her. “Don’t look at the fog!” he said. “Br-r-r! It used to be a nightmare, but it's not any more on the trans-Pacific flight, thanks to Ted. Last week he flew from Honolulu to the mainland and didn’t see the ocean after he left Diamond Head. That's in the air!” 2 “There’ll always be some danger,” Kay said. es