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About The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965 | View Entire Issue (March 12, 1942)
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She had quarreled with her fiance, rich Ned Paxton, a gay blade, and was about to leave his auto when she changed her mind. Her slip per fell out, however. Bruce impulsively | asks her not to marry Paxton. But she turns away from the subject. Returned to Alaska, Harcourt saves a bridge from collapsing. Hale, the chief engineer, re sponsible for the Saw in construction, had left before the spring breakup. The camp has a new secretary, Jimmy Delevan, apparently a sickly youth who keeps | much to himself, but the Samp sisters, who run the Waffle Shop, take a mother | ly interest in him. Now continue with the story. CHAPTER III “The new secretary is quick and accurate as a sharpshooter,” said Tubby. “Never see him round,” Harcourt observed. “He isn’t. Sticks close to the Samp girls. I’ll bet they baby him. Wom en haye to have something to moth er.” “Red spots still in evidence?” “Yep. They wouldn’t admit it, but I suspect the men steer clear of him.” “Poor boy! It’s a tough break. Cu rious I’ve never seen him.” Logs were blazing in the roughly built stone fireplaces when Harcourt entered his cabin. A tawny husky, stretched at length on the couch, lifted his head from the pillows and whacked a wel coming tail. His master laughed as he rubbed his wide-apart ears. “I suspect there’s something wrong with this picture, Tong. If we had a missus you wouldn’t be al lowed to sleep on that couch, old fella.” The dog concurred with a guttural rumble. Returned from a shower and a change of clothes, Harcourt gath ered up the mail heaped on the ta ble. Newspapers, letters, maga zines. He lighted his pipe, settled deep in a comfortable Morris chair and opened a long, official envelope. What had the authorities to say to him, he wondered? Dark color rose to his face as he read the letter. The authorities had to say that he had been made chief of the outfit, in place of Hale, demoted and re called. Harcourt stared thoughtfully into the fire. He had made good. He had come to this northern country after having been honorably dis charged from the Engineers Corps of the army six years before. This promotion meant the doubling of his salary. It meant that he could pro vide certain luxuries for a wife—a wife in this wilderness! Not so good. He had indulged in all sorts of wild visions since his return from the States, had pictured Janice in the fan-back chair which had been de signed for a lovely woman. Had she married Paxton, Paxton of the golden tongue and purse? With dif ficulty he switched his train of thought. Hale was out of it. Would ne be a good sport and make things easy for his successor or would he fight? Fight. Harcourt answered his own question as he entered the candle lighted Waffle Shop and met the malevolent glare of the demoted chief. Tatima, the Indian waitress, moved from table to table, a savage from the tips of her beaded mocca sins to the top of her superb head. Her face was darkly, tragically beautiful. Her black hair, parted in the middle, was drawn with satin smoothness over her ears, the blood flowed redly under her olive skin. An immaculate white apron par tially covered her gay cotton gown, from her neck hung a string of evenly cut, sapphire-blue beads. Harcourt took the chair which Grant had reserved for him. He sensed the lull in talk as he entered. Did the men already know of his change of status? Opposite him sat Stephen Mallory, the coast mission ary, white-haired, lean, Alaska-sea soned. A blond giant, with the regular features of a Greek deity, thickened and coarsened by over-exposure to self-indulgence, loomed above the ta ble. He dropped a hand on Har court’s shoulder. “So—that was your business in the States. To turn informer! You think you’ve supplanted me in this— as in another quarter?” Harcourt shook off the heavy hand. Clean cut, well groomed, lean, virile, head high, he was the antith esis of the man glaring down upon him. His gray eyes were like black coals. “Don’t waste theatrical clap-trap on me. Hale. You have your orders. I have mine. I’ll see that they are carried out.” “I get you! Wait until I turn in my report, you — you home breaker!” Grant sprang to his feet. “Skunk!” Hale lunged at him. The men in the room rose as in a body. Har court seized his erstwhile superior in a grip of steel. His voice was low. "Cut this out, Hale. You—" “Get out of this shop. Hale! An' don’t you never step foot in it again! You’re not boss no longer,” twanged a woman’s voice from the door which Harcourt seized his erstwhile superior in a grip of steel. led to the kitchen. Martha Samp stood in the opening like an aveng ing fury. Under one arm was a massive yellow bowl. She empha sized her ultimatum with the wave of a batter-covered spoon. Hale met her steady eyes. With a snarled imprecation he stalked from the shop. A sigh of relief like the passing of a vague wraith soughed through the room as he banged out. Men re sumed their seats and their attacks on the waffles heaped on their plates. As the atmosphere cleared Harcourt demanded in a low tone: ‘‘Why the dickens did you fly at Hale, Tubby? Keep out of this mess. Disappointment plus his habits has crazed him. The very absurdity of his accusation should have held you." ‘‘Ba-gosh, I saw vermilion when he insinuated—” “Forget it!” “He wouldn’t have been demoted had he behaved himself.” “He knows that. That’s the trage dy of it. He has dug his own pro fessional grave and realizes it. He’s a wizard of an engineer when he's himself. I’ve learned so much from him that I shall be everlasting ly grateful.” “Mebbe so, mebbe so.” Tatima came over to Harcourt’s table and said: “Miss Martha she say for you to go to her cabin, soon's waffles eat. Walk in, she say. She come soon.” Stephen Mallory looked after her thoughtfully. Shook his head. "Ta tima’s a puzzle to me. In a crisis she’d revert to the pagan creed of her ancestors, which was to end a quarrel by the surest and easiest method.” “Ba-gosh, then she’ll get Hale sometime.” “Cheerio, Tubby, Hale will be off before she realizes that he’s going." As he made his way to the living quarters of the Samp sisters, he re flected on Hale’s vicious thrust. Home-breaker! Evidently he intend ed to twist friendly sympathy for his wife into a sordid liaison. Tubby and he had been sorry for Millicent Hale. Dainty as a figurine, the wom an, little more than a girl, had taken her marriage vow, “And leaving all others cleave only unto him,” literally. She had followed her hus band into the wilderness. Once or twice when her brother had been away from headquarters, she had turned to him or to Grant in an ex tremity. They had done what they could to help. He obeyed instructions and walked into the Samp cabin without knock ing. The room was characteristical ly New Englandish, furnShed as it was with the Lares and Penates the sisters had brought. It had an at mosphere of homey charm. An old time melodeon stood in one corner, a radio kept it company. Curious samplers, quaint silhouette portraits brightened the moss-chinked walls. From the warm security of the hearth rug a coal-black cat regard ed him unblinkingly with slightly disdainful green eyes. Over one arm of a wing chair drawn near the fire dangled a pair of legs and feet en cased in leather leggings above heavy shoes. From its depths came the sound of soft, regular breathing. Harcourt smiled broadly. Grant's secretary asleep, he’d bet a hat. He tiptoed across the room. He noted the boots, small for a boy even. Ilis eyes traveled over the curled-up body in its rough brown tweed to the face. His heart sus pended action. His glance flew from the vivid mouth with the faint red line of irritation above the upper lip to the tapering fingers from which dangled a small golden mustache. A wavy lock of black hair had fall en over one eye. Long lashes, gold en-tipped, lay on the crimson cheeks. The world crashed about his ears. The boy asleep in the chair wasn’t a boy! It was the girl to whom he had said good-by in New York. It was Janice Trent. • • • Harcourt never knew how long he stood staring incredulously at the girl’s face. Janice Trent! Impossi ble! What had brought her into this wilderness? Had she married Pax ton and found the marriage unendur able? No, had she gone so far as that she would have stuck it out. Had she run away before the cere mony to escape the publicity attend ant upon a last-minute broken en gagement? He remembered the fro zen voice he had heard at the tele phone the night he had returned the slipper. The black slipper. He could see the buckle of it now. A sligbt cough at the door drew his eyes as steel to magnet. Lean, gaunt Martha Samp, with admoni tory finger at her lips beckoned with the hand which clutched a news paper. Without another glance at the sleeping-girl, Harcourt crossed the room. Martha Samp hooked one bony finger into the pocket of his coat and drew him outside the cabin. She soundlessly closed the door. Still holding him she led the way to a rude woodshed. Put her lips close to his ear. "You've found out?" He nodded. “The Lord be thanked! I won’t have to take the responsibility. What you goin’ to do?” Towers of purple dusk were ris ing against the afterglow. Far off snow caps, like white islands, dot ted a rose-streaked indigo horizon; hot blue and white stars, cool red stars spangled the sky. Harcourt’s eyes came back to the lined, gaunt face of the woman beside him, "Send her home on the first boat. This is no place for a girl.” "Sakes alive, I’d like to see any harm come to her with Mary an’ me here!” “But, Miss Martha! You don’t think she should stay here mas querading as a boy!” "Course not, now that you know. But, she hadn’t oughter go back. Read this. It came in today’s mail. Weeks old, I suppose.” She opened the newspaper, pointed with a knob by finger. Bruce Harcourt stared down at the pictured faces on the sheet. Jan ice Trent! Paxton! The letters of the caption under them danced imp ishly. Bride Disappears Four Days Before Wedding. Janice had run away to escape Paxton. Would he try to find her? She was here, in disguise, asleep in the cabin behind him. What should he do? What could he do but stand between her and a heart-breaking future? He looked at the paper again, tried to say lightly: “It’s absurd to think this has any connection with—with Grant’s sec retary.” The woman sniffed. "Sakes alive, let’s you and me not play at cross purposes. We’re the only ones that child has to help her. I know that’s her because she told me that she’d run away from marryin’. When 1 saw this paper I guessed that she was the girl 'twas all about. Lucky she had spunk to throw him over. You kin tell from his face, hand some as a picture, easy-goin’, that, where women’s concerned, he’s as false as Mary’s teeth.” In spite of his anxiety Harcourt laughed as he visualized the glitter ing uppers and lowers of the young er Samp sister. “Does Miss Mary know?” "Of course, but she won’t tell no one. Jimmy Delevan, as she calls herself, told me that she’d known you back in the States.” “Does she think that I suspect her identity?” “Sakes alive, no! She’s sure you don't. First time she laughed since she arrived—she’s got a laugh like music—was after she came face to face with you up in the woods, the time the bridge was movin’, an’ you didn’t recognize her. She’s safe with Martha an’ me. We’re tickled to death to have someone besides a black cat to make fools of ourselves over. The men haven’t come near Jimmy Delevan. They don't like the red spots on his eheeks.” Harcourt’s throat contracted un bearably. He had forgotten. That lovely girl threatened—he demand ed unsteadily: "You don’t think it’s serious?” Martha Samp grunted derision. ’Serious! Don’t you know paint when you see it? She’s as sound as I am, an’ there ain’t nothin’ sounder between here and India’s coral strands. She thought the red cheeks would be an explanation as to why she came up into this country.” (TO RE CONTINUED) I Slacks Ensemble With Skirt Is Ideal for Defense Work Hv CHERIE NICHOLAS TIME was when slack suits were regarded as an amusing and passing whim of fashion, especially by women who prided themselves on being conservative in dress. Never theless, slacks persisted in the mode, with the result that today fashion-wise leaders declare that slacks are headed for their greatest success season. Of course there’s a reason. And that reason is that they are undeniably practical. Women will need slacks for the busy life they must perforce lead in the days to come. You will be needing them for doing your bit in civilian defense, for work on the farm, for bicycling, for hours of rec reation and rest. Yes, there's no doubt about it. Slacks have become a positive “must have.” In many jobs where women are taking the place of men, in field or factory, the call grows more urgent each day for clothing which hasn’t any loose gewgaws or extra full ness to catch in machinery. Wide slacks are no more practical than skirts. Utility slacks must be nar row at the bottom or caught in at the ankles after the manner of the workaday outfit pictured to the left in the above illustration. This surf blue denim coverall is one of the types favored for farm or defense factory work. Its surplice closing, tie-belt that eliminates the use of any sort of metal fastening, huge pockets and buttons for holding trou sers in at the ankle are required j utilitarian features. A bright peas 1 ant square tied about the head adds a pleasingly feminine touch. There is a time for work and a I time for play. When work is done, i slip into immaculate white slacks like those shown in the center of the above picture. Slacks are simply constructed and easy to make as these give emphasis to the growing sentiment among women that it is wise to sew and to save these days. This one-piece slacks suit is cut from a very simple pattern, and it is made of serg-a-hed, a wonder fab ric of all-rayon weave that looks exactly like an expensive French serge. It washes and irons beauti fully and can be had in white or a range of exquisite colors. Search the fashion centers over, and you won’t find a more complete many-purpose slacks outfit than the nicely tailored four-piece suit shown to the right in the above illustra tion. This foursome consists of slacks, coat, skirt and sleeveless jacket fashioned of black and white check rayon weave. Checks, by the way, are the rage this season for jackets and slacks suits. You'll be seeing and hearing about checked fabrics wherever you go. This stun ning slacks ensemble is purposefully designed to take care of versatile costume needs for the woman who leads a busy life. You can mix and match the various pieces to your heart’s content, and it is more than a work suit. Whether you travel by train or by air, or motor to your des tination, or dash about town to keep appointments, this smart many piece suit can be manipulated to tune perfectly to the occasion. If it’s a bright accent you are seeking for your slacks, you’ll find plenty of it in the new blouses that are made of the splashiest big color ful prints imaginable. When a yen for the utterly feminine besets you, wear a dainty white frilly and sheer blouse. Make sure that it is styled with a foamy white jabot, for they are wonderfully smart. (Released by Western Newspaper Union.) ‘Menu* Buttons Buttons are more decorative than ever in the spring fashion picture. Treated, for the most part, as trim ming or accessory accents, they are made to achieve striking effects. Use them on a jacket or a dress and watch the reaction of admiring friends. Among the stunning but tons designed this season, two of the ! most thrilling types are the ceramic roses used to trim the afternoon dress, shown at the top in the above picture, and "menu” buttons like the huge "turkey on a plate” but tons that dramatize the tailored jacket illustrated below. 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