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SKI'S THE | LIMIT

By ADELAIDE HUMPHRIES

: CAST OF CHARACTERS ~ SALLY BLAIR .— Heroine. She had everything that popularity could win her, except DAN REYNOLDS — Hero. He might hive had Sally but while he was king AR ; on skis ) ! ' COREY PORTER was king of the social H J :

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Yesterday—Dan asks Sally if she is {- ergaged. Then he tells her that he is determined to stage a comeback, to ski again, and to repay his mysterious : benefactor.

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CHAPTER FIFTEEN

. ‘ONG afterward Sally was to remember that lovely day by the brook and the things they had ~~ talked about and how happy they ~~ had been. = Many, many times she was to | wonder why she had not spoken up ‘then, when Dan had told her about his benefactor and all that _ he felt he owed him. : If only she . had! How much heartache might have been spared. ‘But Dan had told Sally that day _*hat he believed in her. She hdd ~ not had*the courage to risk telling him that she had, in a way, deceived him again. That. her father wes the man who had helped him, because she had asked him to; that Dan owned his position and his chance toc make good in this new world to them. In the weeks that followed Sally wes much too happy to wonder what the future would hold or to question it or her happiness. Iti} wes enough that she and Dan were friends, that Dan was growing more and more like his old self again.

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” ® # { I" was Corey, surprisingly, who > pointed out just how much Dan had changed to Sally one day. Corey, home now, was working in his father’s office—or at least putting up a good bluff at working. * Bally had gone up to Dartmouth for the graduation exercises as she . had promised him she would. 1It|f had been an impressive sight, so many fine young men, in cap and |g gown, stepping from the threshold of one life into a new one. A new life that would be made easy for Corey Porter, whose father was a rich man, who felt, if he wanted, anything badly enough, he surely ‘would get it eventually. Corey still treated Sally with that attitude. He told her as he had before, that he expected to marry her “one of these days.” “You might as well make up your mind to it, my sweet,” Corey said. But he knew now it was not going to be so easy as he had thought. He knew that Sally really believed she loved Dgn Reynolds. Corey had told himself before that it was only because Sally felt responsible for Dan's accident. But now he had to’admit that things hac changed. Dan had changed, certainly. He had got used to the new world he was living in. He seemed to fit in, to belong to it. ” 8 ” ELL, if necessary, Corey told : himself a bit smugly, he would | outsmart him in whatever way came to hand. Even if it was a bit underharded. For if Corey's, principles; wer not as high as they might have been, as Sally's father had marked, it was not altogether Corey’s fault. He simply felt he had to win, since he always had; he prided himself on being a good sport, but he was a poor loser, It was most unfortunate that ' Corey happened to know Yhat Sally's father was the chief stockholder |: _ of the firm that had employed Dan Reynolds! Corey had wondered, cas- | ually at first, if there was anything more to that than met the eye. He resolved to keep his own eyes open,’ Just in case there might be. % 7 7. “Y say,” Corey said to Sally, : 5 ne Jad : ; , 3 - : i / / EL EE we | : 7 V2 / : bh! RAT” Copp. 1938 BY MEA SERvicE, Ne. Tm. nec §/par OFF |

nolds has made a remarkable come- BE HE Rr a rs ‘back.” This was one late afternoon , EVEN THE I'VE GOT TO OFEN UR when “the gang,” as they still styled CROWD BECOMES MORE IMPATIENT. ooo MISS NORTH =THEY'RE ‘themselves, had gathered at the - BEGINNING TO GROW ‘ {1 fashionable club swimming pool which they had frequented all summer long. Dan had just executed a per’ect : backflip from the highest | > springboard. Sally had exclaimed, “Wasn’t that a honey!” and her dark eyes had become bright with ad- * miration. There had been so much more than admiration revealed, not only ‘in her eyes, but in her tone, that

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THIS CURIOUS WORLD

By William Ferguson | Saar \ NR Ny WY Corey had decided it was about time

{there was a “showdown.” Which was NP / AN 8 on 7 ©. why he had remarked that Dan had MI ; R//// 1 2 i! i x A AY /) 7/ mace a remarkable comeback. \ . of A \ mn : \ ARE Te A til : / \- ~~ A “He’s certainly got the best of that ) : 7 : ; ROP Tyas LING. T. limp he Rad" Corey added, not ; oe Ook without a shade of grudging admira- . tion, from himself, that was genu- Rue? que ine. Why! Reynolds walked as good CHAR. , BOOTS we as anyone. It was only when he was SHELL BE tired that he betrayed even a sug- RIGHT BACK it ‘gestion of a limp. : . i 4 “Yes, he has,” Sally said, watching | ~ Dan pull himself out of the pool, climb agilely back onto the slippery letige, walk with firm, sure stride back toward them. Sally had known that Dan had made wonderful progress this summer. But not until \ Corey called her attention to it had : she realized that his long battle ws 4 almost won.

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© ME said, “Dan can get the better 3 Pa ‘of anything, Without help from 1 anyone, either, except himself. That's the remarkable part.” “Are you so sure, Sally my sweet,” . Corey asked, his blue eyes narrow- . ing, “that Reynolds hasn't had any help, at all?” Sally glanced at him sidewise. There was something in Corey’s tone she did not quite understand. She

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“said quickly, impulsively—for in anpther minute Dan would have joined them—“I didn’t mean the kind of “help you apparently are thinking of Corey.” She had referred to Dan's own high courage and faith. “And by the way, I've been wanting to ask you something; please don’t

ANSWER—Easter Island, a tiny, desolate bit of Jand some 2000 miles .. west of South America. omy

aention to Dan that my father has pck in Devon & Devons.” “Doesn’t Dan know that?” It was rey who glanced sidewise at Sally

No, he doesn’t,” Sally admitted. re been meaning to tell him; some I shall.” She had been meaning Dan too long, she realized Somehow something always her from it. I see,” Corey said. He thought he ‘plenty, He thought he saw a

way to bring things to a showdown, to outsmart Dan. “You won't tell him, will you?” Sally said again, half under her breath, for Dan was almost within hearing distance. “You know I won't, if you ask me not to,” Corey returned. Sally gave a little sigh of relief. She was glad she had thought to warn Corey. She would not want Dan to learn who his benefactor had been from anyone except herself. Yet, for some unknown reason, she

still had a nervous, worried feeling. [She made up ber mind that she would tell Dan the whole truth at the very first opportunity—in fact,

. |she would tell him tonight.

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