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OUT OUR WAY By

WHY, ICK!

Sylvia

By Williams

WELL, OB ALL DE ALLS! I THOUGHT DIS HOSS SEEMED KINDER HARD # TER GIT AWAY FROM DAY CORRAL FENCE! DAWGONE

SAY~WE GOT TO KICK FER LATER MAWNINS! WHY, ONLY YESTERDAY, ICK WAS FOUR MILES

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-Pacifie route. : Kay is assigned to the western division of the service. Monte | Blaine, apprentice pilot, pays her marked attentions, but Kay ‘is mare interested in Ted. She and Dickie, Ted's adopted i-year-old son hecomes close friends. The. three spend much time together. One night Kay and Ted have a long talk on which he explains his views on marriage. To he successful, he says, a - ‘marriage must be planned scientifically, Just as a plane flight. Kay does not agree to this, but when he asks her to marry him, she savs yes, The marriage takes place the . honeymoon, a (rip to the Orient by plane, is a glamorous adventure. Afterward, with Ted away from home for * weeks at a time, Kay is lonely. She Aries to keep busy, caring for her home apd for Dickie, refuses invitations to parties. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY ’

By DECK MORGAN CHAPTER FIFTEEN

feos ave months Kay's life was made - up of long, uneventful

weeks of waiting for Ted's return,

interspersed by brief and delightful days when he was at home. Together they wasted time gloriously whenever he had as much as ‘a week ashore—idling on the beach, fishing in the High Sierras, climbing in the Yosemite Valley. Once ~ the three of them—Kay, Dickie and ~ Ted—flew to Southern California and spent two days in Hollywood. But soon Ted began to spend all his spare hours in his workshop at the airport. He was putting final touches .to the gyropilot, hoping to use the robot on a trial flight across the Pacific. The minute he came in from his regular duties on the line he'd lock himself in the workshop and stay all day, sometimes late into the night. Kay tried to overcome her loneliness, told herself that when Ted had finished work on the @yropilot he would be his old sel again. Then they would have more good times, But one night he came home, more tired than usual. He sat down on the divan and Kay brought his slippers. It was one of the things she liked to do for him, but he forgot to reward her with a Kiss.

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“" HAD a physical examination today,” he announced. “The doctor says I've been working too much ashore. Got to plan things mores scientifically from now on. On the trans-Pacific flight we have everything worked out. Certain hours for sleep, the proper diet, the proper exercise. That's the way it should be——" Kay said, “I should think that when you're ashore-you'd want to ~ break all that routine. It sounds monotonous to me.” ~ He gave her an indulgent smile that made her hands feel hot with rising rebellion. “I'm going to’ bed every night at 11 o'clock,” he said. “Eight “hours of sleep. Then some set- ‘ ting-up exercises. And I've got to cut out some of that heavy food you've heen giving me for break- - fast. Fruit juice, coffee, toast and two eggs from now on.” 3 ‘#Doctor’s orders are law with me,” she said. “Of course I'll have to change my whole diet, but I'll leave that up to you. You can go over to the airport and talk to the dietitian.” “I've only eaten one of her meals,” Kay said, “but it was tasteless.”

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ED did not seem to hear. “For :. a well-ordered life,” he went on, “I ought to take up some sport, too.” . Suddenly his eyes glowed. “1 have it! If I eat lunch at the airport, I'll save enough time so that I can play golf with Jerry at 4" ~ “But you've never played golf! ‘Why don't you come home and exercise with a medicine ball on the * beach—with Dickie and me?” ' “The doctor says golf is the scientific game,” Ted said. “It coordinates the mind and muscles and trains the reflexes for flying. It's better for my job.” : Kay said, “Are you planning a ‘pioneer flight around the world for Trans-Pacific Airways or are you planning a scientific household?” . *_¥Both,” he told her eagerly. “One goes with the other.” . ; ‘But, Ted,” Kay protested, “even when you're in port you'll be away from home almost all day!” She sat down beside him, leaning her ‘head against his shoulder. “You're out there over the ocean most of the time, anyway. Give me a little of your time!” “Darling,” he said, stroking her head. But he didn't change his plans. “Couldn’t I learn to play golf with you?” she asked presently. He frowned. “I'd love to have you, Kay, but you see, at the club, they're mostly men. The flying

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perso them, off the job. It improves th morale of the force.” :

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SEE,” she said. “But I'm going to learn to play golf, too. I'm going to a professional tomorrow.” He locked at her again. “Go ahead!” he said. “More power to you. By the way, I've got a budget in my pocket that ought to help run the house more easily.” Kay looked down at the neat rows and her eyes opened wide. “Ted, that's not enough for cosmetics! And look at. the allowance or candy and chewing gum! Dickie uld eat that up in a week.” : “That reminds me,” Ted said, “I k Dickie had better have a litmore scientific training, too. e's hanging around the airport ‘much. And he tells awful fo the pilots. Why, Kay, he

laughed. “That's just a fig-

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ed himstlf into the room with a shriek of high glee. ; “Pal!” he said to Kay, “did you see that hydroplane across the bay? That was my brother. He waved at 'm> and I waved—" Dickie saw Ted then and hushed. | He dropped his head, said quietly, “Hello, Ted.” He came into : the | room and sat down. Kay put her | fingers on Ted's lips, binding him to | silence. | n ” » AY tried to adjust. herself to the new, scientific regime. { She planned the .days. She got up at 7 every morning, in time to see Dickie off to school. She took beauty exercises by radio, then went to cooking school. In the | afternoon she took a golf lesson from the professional. She joined two clubs, with the result that she played bridge in ‘the colony almost every afternoon,

_| whether or not Ted was in port.

And, because she was interested in the new novels, she joined a | weekly club where younger matrons met to discuss literature. It was there that™she met Mrs. | Watts, who was not really a | younger matron. Mrs. Waits was the mother of five children and seemed to be well versed in child psychology, a subject often discussed by the club. “My dear,” she said one day lo Kay, “your marriage seems SO romantic. And you have that darling Dickie—but he must be a problem.” “Dickie?” Kay said. a sweet, obedient child. know a sweeter one.”

” » ” RS. Watts smiled, stirred her I tea primly. “That's what we all think, my dear—until we learn.” “Learn?” ; “My dear, there is a child psy-

chology school in Oakland. 1 must {ake you there and enroll you. On our way home we’ll stop at my house and I'll lend you some books. There are three volumes in the course—all there is to know about children. I'm . sure Dickie must be a problem. Why, his mother—his real mother—died when he was born. And his father, they say, flew a plane in a circus!” “Of course, I know all that,” Kay said, laughing. “Ted told me. And perhaps Dickie is a problem. He spends too much time at the airport, and he’s taken to telling wild tales of things he imagines.” Mrs. Watts made a grimace. “That's the first sign!” she said. “His psyche needs looking after as well as his body.” at ; “I'll be glad to enroll for the

“Why, he's I don’t

course,” Kay told her, grateful to Mrs. Watts.

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\N the way home (hey stopped for the books and Mrs. Watts accompanied Kay home for a second cup of tea. If was not more than five minutes before Dickie arrived, running into tii¢ house. He had stopped at the airport and his face and clothes were dnudged with grease. Jerry, the iigchanic, followed, spologetic. ’ But when Jerry saw Mrs, Watts he turned to go. Kay iad to call after him. “Thanks for bringing Di~ia home!” The older woman peered through the curtains at Jerry's retreating figure. “That man,” she said, doesn’t look to me like the sort I'd want to trust a child witia.” Kay only laughed. She arose to get Dickie his bread 2nd jam, and when she returned Mis. Watts eyed her, obviously horrified. Dickie had been telling a tale whicli he repeated now to Kay. ¢ “My brother,” he announced, “has a seaplane bigger than 4 hotel. Yesterday he and I flew all the way to China. We killed eight pirates and cut off their heads with butcher knives.” He swung his arms about, emphasizing the bloody details. Mrs. Watts cried out, "Who is this brother?”

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AY shook her head, denying the tale. “Dickie” she said easily, “eat your jam now.” When he ran out of the room shortly afterward, Mr8. Watts arose and began to walk the floor. “He is a problem child!” she said ominously. “You must make your deeision now. If something isn’t done, the child's life may be blighted!” Long after Mrs. Waits had departed Kay thought of what she had said. The word “blighted” frightened her and she began to worry. Even Ted had been alarmed by Dickie’s stories. She called Dickie in from the yard before dinner, but she couldn’t find it in her heart to destroy his precious illusions. “Dickie,” she said, “let's play. We'll just pretend. Reinember, this isn't real. Ill pretend I'm your brother and you pretend that you can fly an airplane. “But I've already been up in the air once today,” Dickie told her. “I looped-the-loop 10 times. Then I jumped out in a parachute and landed on the beach.” Tears rushed to Kay's eyes and she hugged Dickie closer to her. Then she stood for a long time before the window, gazing at the sea. Emotion choked. her. She was frightened,

t (To Be Continued)

(Copyright, 1936, by NEA Service, Ine.)

' OU know, I'd sorter like ter bz mayor of Sou’port,” announced Cap'n Bill Pease, rolling his pale blue eyes around the assorted group of men assembled in Schwartzs general store.

A loud guffaw greeted this announcement, for though poor littie Cap'n Bill had once been one of the keenest whalers of the Atlantic’ seaboard, he was now old and doddering. ~ When the laugh had subsided, Deacon Crosby stroked his reddishbrown whiskers, and suggested, “Here's some blank nomination papers Mayor Norton gave me to circulate for him. But he don’t nead ’em, so let's sign ’em up for Bill here right now, and see what sort of a race he can give Norton. It only takes fifteen signatures.” No sooner said than done, The paper was quickly filled out and signed. Then, amid roars of laughter, it was duly turned over the town clerk, who happened to be passing the store.

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LL hands then began kidding Cap'n Bill about his candidacy. But Bill himself took the situation quite seriously, and finally became nettled at the rough humor of his friends. “You seem to think I haven't any chance of election,” he bristled. “Of course you haven't!” replied Deacon Crosby, himself becoming serious. “Say, you don’t actually think that you're more popular than Charley Norton?” “N-no,” agreed Cap’n Bill thoughntfully. “But I do think that I'd make a better mayor than him. An' I aim ter beat him.” “Have you any money that says so?” snapped Crosby. “Well—five dollars,” replied Bill guardedly. “Taken!” shouted Crosby. fellows witness the bet.” 2 = 8 " OT any more easy money lying around, Bill?” chorused the others. “Yes,” replied the Cap'n, quietly, a peculiar smile on his weather beaten old face. “I'll bet five dollars with any feller in town that ¥ get elected mayor of Sou’port.” “Taken! Taken! Taken!” sounded from all sides. Soon, the news had spread through Southport—not only that Cap'n Bill was running for mayor against the hitherto! invincible Charley Norton, but also/that he had a standing offer to bet any one five dollars on the outcome. Bill had a tidy sum salted away, and everybody knew the bets would be good. As a result, bets flowed in. Martin, the printer, contributed by printing some blank forms on which they could be recorded. Every adult in the tiny village bet

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had already placed bets with Cap'n Bill, he sent for the old follow. “Bill,” said he, “doi’'t you realize that all this betting has destroyed whatever chance you may have had to get elected? Every one of these 98 persons will be sure to vote against you; just to win his or her bet.” “I reckon. they will, at that,” replied Bill calmly. “Well, I'l] tell you what I'll do,” asserted the banker. “I'll bet you $100 even money; thai Charley Norton beats you more than 10 to 1.” “Taken!” said Bil. quietly, and this bet was duly recorded, along with the others. Election day cane, Cap'n Bill was at at the polis bright and early and cast the first vote. » 3 ” EACON Crosby vas the second in line, but Bill promptly challenged his vote, “On what ground? prised election clerk “He ain't eligible ier vote,” replied the old Cap'n succinctly. “But on what ground?” persisted the clerk. Hid “That’s thy story, snd I'll stick to] it,” asserted Bill, anc nothing more could they get out of him, All day long, Cap'n Bill stayed at the polls, challenging votes. His challenges became : standing joke, the subject of loud uffaws. When the polls cidsed, all 104 of Southport’s registered '. voters had cast their ballots, znd the ballots of all but Cap'n Bill and his four cronies had been chillenged. Then the votes were countad—99 for Norton, five for Pease. :

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” * wg “4 YOME on! Pay up, Bill!” some one shouted. But Cap'n Bill sho se his head. “I ain't licked yef.” he asserted doggedly. “I'm goin’ ter ask fer a recount.’ “Aw, quit your stilling!” shouted the crowd. But Bill remained obdurate, The next day, he duly applied for a recount by the County Board. The whole village turned out for the recount. Bill wa: there, in the front row of spectainrs. € The chairman of the County Board picked up the [first ballot. “Why, this ballot is marked protested!” he exclaimed. “On what ground?” = & u “YNELIGIBLE to voie” piped Bill. “How can you pioye it?” For answer, Cap'n Bill handed over one of the form: on which the wagers had been recorled. “Umm!” ruminated he chairman. “So this voter bet oii the election, did he? Ballot throw out. Section 120 of the Statutes |i ovides that the ballot of any one wii» has bet on an election shall not bv counted.” But’ Bill Pease I¢(, too!” object one. 3 “Fair enough,” raplicd Bill, with a

good | 8rin. “Throw my ha lint out, too.”

Boa): proceeded to the Noiton votes, and one of the five Peni votes. Four

ballots were counts ‘or Cap'n 3ill, |

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