Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 17 February 1941 — Page 14

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“You méan you have an appetite?” He pretended to be very disapproving. ; “Well,” she apologized, “I didn’t . @at any breakfast.” -. “I missed it myself. A nice meal, breakfast. Specially the coffee.” _. “Octavia sent along the breakfast prew in the thermos.” © “So I discovered when you were foraging for the firewood.” “Rent, you cheated! For that you an twiddle this fork while I have @ cup by myself, too.” + He moved awkwardly to the fire. Phe placed the fork in his hand, ‘touching the steak with it to give ‘him his bearings. He didn’t want sympathy. He hated being fussed pver and pampered. Fuphy how she Seemed to understand him so well. + Funny, too, as she sipped the hot . poffee, that she couldn't take’ her eyes from him. She was certain now that the wind and sun had whipped t the whiteness in his face. Even the dark glasses didn’t look so ghtening. And what a swell 3 e he had. It went straight to yur heart. Her heart. April Burett really, falling in love for the frst time. % She kept making herself think that he would understand, that he ouldn’t care because she was April nd not Ann. Every time doubts

ted up, she downed them. :

“What's it like in the Army, i t?” She started conversation for a little while to keep from think‘ing too much. ! ¢ s u's “AH, IT’S A grand experience,”

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When you get’ up early in the morning, you look out and the first thing you see is the flag flving at the post. It does something to you. I always find myself saying, ‘Good morning, glory.’ Yes, and I’. thinking of you and the flag all in one. Hundreds of us there, Ann, and I guess most of them feel lie same way I do.” ;

“Tell me more, Kent.”

“Drills, mess, maneuvers, all this becayise everyone in olive drab has someone back home, som:thing at stake that he’s ready to defend.” “You can: talk like this, Kent, after what happened to you?” “What happened hasn't turned out so bad,” he said. “I've lost my eyes for a little while because a rookie lost his head. Buf if it hadn't been like that, niaybe you and I would be miles apart and growing farther away all the time.” April winked back fears, When pride in a man mixed with the new stirring of love, it made a dynamic combination. “I'll remember this day "the rest of my life,” she found herself saying aloud. i 5 Kent's face was alight again. “I knew we could come back,” he said. “I was sure of it.” ‘And that was a wintér Sunday, a clear, blue Sunday on & hill above a windmill farm. i When lunch was ove! and Nip had been stuffed with steak scraps, April led the way to a stone wall, where two flat rocks &cjoined to make a love seat. Hid . This was the time to tell him!

She braced herself. She fortified

was fair in love and war—and wasn’t this a little of both? “Kent,” she began, reaching for his hand, “you were right. This —this is the real thing.”

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love you more than ever,” he said. “It almost seems as if I had to go

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derful you are.” - “I've changed,” she whispered, holding her breath. “I'm not—I'm not the same girl, Kent!” His head went up. It seemed as if his mouth had suddenly curved in a grim line. “Yes, you're the same girl,” he said, “but you've come into your own. You're not just a shadow of the Glitterbug any longer.” + In her quick, startled gasp, he went on. “I knew it from .the minute you met me at the train.” “You—you what?” “April made a career of outdazzling you, outshining you until you'd lost all confidence in yourself. Thank heavens, you've had your eyes opened to her at last.”

(To Be Continued)

(All events. names and characters in this story are fictitious.)

ARMY DAY APRIL 7

WASHINGTON, Feb. 7 (U, PJ). —Army Day will be celebrated this year on Monday, April 7, because the usual date of observance, April 6, falls on a Sunday. Secretary of War Henry L. Stimson urged all branches of the Army to give “cordial and enthusiastic

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