Vashon Island news-record. [volume] (Vashon, Wash.) 1919-1954, 1922-03-31
WHO'S AHEAD7
BY MARION e. LEIGHTON
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1871. by Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate

with the ecstasy OF successful shop
ping tour still anlmntlng her immacu.
late little person. Then she stopped
short. Howard, her ndorlng husband
was talking unguardedly into the telc.
phone, bllssfully unconscious OF her
presence.
"All right he said, "you take Hester
and III take Molie. Snme plnce OF
course-where we left 'em Tuesday
night. But It's absolutely the last
time. Fred--I don't want Ann to get
wlse--think she's suspicious now. That
paint got Off OF Mollles nose nearly
gave me AWAY"
Annette was stunned for moment,
then righteous Indignation stiffened
her spine and drew her pretty mouth
into Il straight, hard line.
The brutel The abomnable hypo.
crIte And with a woman like this
M0llie person who painted her nose
thought Annette.
After the dishes were washed
Howard advanced II lame excuse--it
sounded very lame. indeed TO Annette
and departed to keep his appoint
ment with Fred.
Two minutes Inter she burst into
Mrs. Fred's kitchen with her tragic
tale Of broken faith.
"Oh, Beth, what do you think? How.
d---Fred--o-o.o-h ~
Her voice broke---ended In wall Of
misery.
Beth turned to Annette white face
from which, the glow of happiness had
all departed.
II know" she said with Icy compos.
ure.
II stepped into Fred's office this NJ.
ternoon," Beth told her; "he was Talk
Ing with Howard over the phone about
two glrls-tonlght. heard Fred
mention-Hester-and fled"
Annette seized Beth's arm in
frantic grip.
"Come on, get your coat and hat and
we'll follow them and have It out, to-
night" Beth gasped Historically.
"Where-where do you suppose they
went?' asked Annette, when they were
in the street.
II know" Beth replied tersely. 1.-THE
river"
Behind clump Of bushes they
stopped at the sound Of voices and
gripped each other with warning
clasp.
Two gllstenlng motor bonts were
drawn up to the bank. Bending over
the engine of one was Fred, while
Howard was fussing with the tiller
ropes of the other.
Just then Howard stood up straight
and addressed his fellow culprlt.
"Gracious, Fred--aren't they two
beauties7' he enthused.
"You bet they arc" agreed Fred.
wont the girls be surprised2"
Beth gasped and clutched Annette's
arm In vise-like grip.
"Oh-the hypocrites!" she hlssed
A puzzled look crept into Annette's
eyes.
"Why--I belleve-they're talking
about us-and the boats" she whis-
pered.
Beth gasped again-thIs time with
amazement.
"Look There on the side of Fred's
boat Isn't that name7'
"Why-its-Hester!"
"And the other one'-both cranlng
their necks-"it's Molliel"
II think we owe them one for that"
Annette said after time.
"All right-lets pay It," agreed Beth.
When Howard and Fred parted that
evening in front of the latter's bunga-
low, it was all arranged for the sur
prise to be staged the following eve
ning-two brand new motor boats for
1'the girls
Howard ran whlstllng into his coy
porch, stepped into the hall and
switched on the light. 1t struck him
that the house was strangely dark and
silent.
He called loudly for Annette. No
answer
A letter placed consplcuously on the
newell post caught his eye and he
picked 1t up.
With a sense of foreboding, he tore
1t open and read:
"Your cruel fathlessness is break
Ing my heart. have gone home to
mother 1t is useless to follow me-
my lawyer will arrange Immediately
for divorce. ANNETTE"
Stunned, he leaned against the stair
case for support, unable to grasp the
meaning Of 1t.
Just then Fred burst into the hall
with like missive, waving 1t wildly In
front Of him.
Howard looked at his friends face
and passed hand YEARLY across
troubled brow.
my heavens, yours too2' he
groaned.
1t was five minutes before they could
talk coherently, then Fred sat down
heavily on the bottom stair
"I-rather guess-we're behind In
this surprise game, old man." he said
hoarsely.
Came an audible smoker from the
living room and Howard sprang across