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The Captain's Daughter

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CAST OF CHARACTERS MARIE LA PORTE—Model in exclu. sive dress shoppe, lives on a barge. 3 , \ DAN DONOVAN—Playboy son of a H 2 Fe 3 A TT

rich Irishman, in love with Marie. TOMMY RYAN—Leader of the truckers fighting Marie's father. LYNDA MARTIN — Society debutante,

wants to marry Dan, BAPTISTE LA PORTE—Marie’s father, owner of a fleet of barges.

. "YESTERDAY — Modeling a gown for Lynda’s aunt, Marie breaks into tears when Dan's engagement is mentioned. She pleads illness. Later, when Dan

calls, she refuses to talk to him. a : | i A 2 > 5 SE Ga 2 oN ; oon she meets Tommy. He urges er ‘EH . & i ¢ 4 3 & yd to a i off. hte with © : 3 ! 9 i S ; 3 ; ZL if py - lq) / A V2 \\ se N24...

him. She agrees, denying that Dan meant anything to her. 9 7 Z

CHAPTER ELEVEN DAN HAD PUT in the most miserable night of his life after he and his father came home from the West Side court. In vain he had tried to tell Mike that Lynda

Martin meant nothing to him. “You can't go back on a poor girl like that, Dan,” Mike had said firmly, as they walked in the front door. As soon as they reached the upstairs living room he had told his father quite emphatically that he was not going to marry Lynda Martin. “And who, then, might you be, referring to?” inquired Mike. «Marie La Porte,” Dan replied promptly. ‘She models clothes at Varnet’'s. Her fathe®owns a couple of barges.” “What the devil do you mean?” And then the storm broke. The caustic comments about the : i 2 ba fight on the barge pier and Dan’s Ei AS mol 2 Z 32 $ oo ° MARRIAGE SERVICE E LICENSE:

failure to knock Tommy Ryan out were as so much tea-table chit-chat, ANY (OU Eo MARRIED

compared to the Jovian rage that 4 J : Mike indulged in now. : : : : / r “Not a cent of my money shall ye ¥; SE Ee : : oR ave if ye marry that girl!” he ; N ~~ cried. Dan lit a cigaret and leaned - rz gingerly against the fire-place. He was still sore from the blows Tommy had landed. “Very well, father. You've often said it was about time I did something to earn my living.” Mike tried another line. “It’s not alone the money youll be missin’.” His voice had the emotion that only the Irish can muster. “But ye'll be breakin’ your mother’s heart.” Dan spoke quietly. “After all, I'm marrying the girl, not mother.” Mike paced angrily back and forth. “A bargeman’s daughter! Have ye gone mad, boy?” Dan smiled. “I believe her father owns the honorary title of Captain. At least I heard him referred to once or twice this evening by that prefix.” Mike snorted. “A common canal boatman for your father-in-law! As if any child of his could be good enough for a son of mine.” Dan laughed. “That’s very funny, Dad. As a matter of fact, Bat La Porte doesn’t think I'm good enough for his daughter. He as much as said so tonight.” “Where does this illustrious fam{ly live?” On the barge Molly, down at Pier 6.”

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“It’s headquarters . . . the Major says for us to go over there and put ; down that artillery fire. He can’t sleep.”

FLAPPER FANNY

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MANNERS ?

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ONCE IN BED, Dan began to realize how sore and bruised he really was from the fight. Every bone in his body ached separately. His head throbbed and his eye pained him. Harder to bear than the physical pain, however, and even his father’s anger, was his uncertainty about Marie. He loved her so much that be didn’t see how she could possibly not love him, and yet, that might very easily be. : Early as it was when Dan arose, Mike had already dressed and breakfasted. As they met in the hall, Mike put an affectionate arm about his son’s shoulder. His tone was kind. «we'll forget last night, laddie. If ye want to marry the girl, I'll not oppose ye, though I still claim the right to stick to me own opinion.” ‘Dan didn’t speak for a moment. He couldn’t. He just pressed his father’s hand. Finally he said, “Where are you going to early, Dad?” Mike's voice became gruff again. “I've a little matter of me own I want to settle. I'm one to clean up business as I go. I like to be certain of me ground. I'll be telling ye about it in detail later.” With that he was gone. Half an hour later he was asking a straggler leaning against a pile head on Pier 6 where the barge Molly might be. : Mike approached the Molly amiably enough, but his tone nettled Bat when he introduced himself + gas Michael Donovan. Bat thought it condescending. “And why do you want to be seeing La Porte?” he demanded. Mike lost his temper. “I want to see the father of the girl my son Dan says he’s goin’ to marry,” he roared. .

#2 2 8 BAT, WHO HAD been up since dawn trying to figure how he could reclaim the cargo which Tommy Ryan had taken last night, looked at Mike in bewilderment. “I'm Marie La Porte’s father, if that’s what you want to know,” he * shouted, “but your calls wasted, my fellow, if you think you can persuade me to let my daughter marry your son.” He snapped his fingers in Mike's face. “I have not the intention of letting my girl marry a waster.” . : «your daughter isn’t good enough for my boy,” screamed Mike, waving his cane at Bat. He clutched his hat with his free hand as a sudden gust of wind swiped it. «Is that so?” shouted Bat, rolling up his sleeves. : Mrs. La Porte, hearing the racket, | had hurried up on deck. Desperately : pe she caught Bat by the coat tails. C5 \ {| “Will you never stop fighting?” she| cried, pulling him back toward the hatchway. . On the pier Mike danced up and down with rage. “Your girl has no

social standing,” he yelled. “She IT FROM MEMORY lives on a barge.”

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... AND LET BE THE MAN FIRE Bla ROAR PAST US ON EACH SIDE

WERE WELL START A FIRE OF OUR OWN

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“Fan says I can’t use lipstick until I'm sixteen!—gosh, by that tim T’ll probably need it.” 3

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"IMAGINO-LINES”

—By Raeburn Van Buren

ABBIE AN' SLATS T-

[JUST BecAUSE A PAL NEEDED THE NO, POP.-BECKY DIDN'T NG DID WE' ING I SE A ee 2 + TAY HERE LAST NIGHT- NEW YOR IN ABOUT FIFTEEN ED ON A WASN'T SHE HOME ? | | MINUTES, MISS! WIEL You BE HE CALLED ME A FOOL #/ ; | | GETTING OFF AT 125% ST. A OR GRAND CENT

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Can YOU STUDY THIS DESIGN 30 SECONDS, AND DRAW

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versation was abruptly cut off. Mrs. 1a Porte had yanked him in. The hatchway was banged shut. Mike gave a derisive laugh and stamped off the pier. Five minutes later he was calling Dan. | “I take back all I said this] mornin,’,” he roared into the phone. “Yell not marry that blithering! bargeman’s girl if I kin live to prevent it.” b

CHINA HAS 107 INSTITUTIONS OF Iii: 2

HIGHER LEARNING — 42 UNIVERSITIES. 36 COLLEGES 29 TECHNICAL SCHOOLS :

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