New Britain herald., 1926-01-02
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l tell you. I'm going 10 nave aii the fun I can and then I'm going to get married and so on having fun"
 Barbara patted her shoulder. "And the best thing you can do in the meantime Is to jump Into hot tub and then into bed. I'll let you sleep right through when leave in the morning"
 Fancy smiled quite happily and prepared to do as she was told.
 When Barbara passed the bath room. door a few minutes later. she heard the strains of Papa Love Mamma" above the splashing of the water.
 Later, she went Into Fancy's room | to turn out the lights and open the window. "Youll have that talk with your father. won't you. Fancy?" she asked. standing beside the bed.
 Fancy's nose, shining from the hot water md soap, appeared from be- meath the woolly blankets. "I'll tell him. Barbara. but I'm going 10 mar ry Jerome Ball. just the same He asked me 10 last night" !
 The Vale Acres Investigation dragged out for many weeks. Noth- ing was heard of Winston Manners. i New Britain was divided in its sym pathies. As Barbara covered her daily beat she heard varied opinions expressed regarding the culpability of Stone and Reynolds.
 Any man with normal intelli- gence must have known there was something wrong in that deal" argued one banker with caller, while she stood waiting to talk to him.
 The man whom he addressed shook his head. That may be so of Stone" he said. But young Key holds never did have access 10 the books of the company, they say. His part in the deal, was only drawing those folderols of foreign houses 1 all messed up with stucco and lat tice work and dormer windows. Never cared much for that type of architecture myself But he's sup posed to be good in his line. don't believe he paid any attention to the money side of the business"
 When the man walked away Bar bara approached the banker. T think you're wrong about Mr. Rey- nolds,' she said. quite irrelevaitly. | McDermott was placing more con- f1dence in her. giving her front page assignments frequently and relieving her of the routine work. The love- lorn column, however. he refused to take away from her. You have a human touch in that column" he said. And it's a great circulation builder"
 Barbara smiled dubiously. Each day when she ran through the mail she picked up the pink and lavender envelopes and tore them open with feverish haste. And each time she sank back weak with relief against her chair. There were no more let i ters from Violetta.
 Bob Jeffries came into the Tcle- graph office one day late in May. His eyes were shining.
 He searched out Barbara as usual. Miss Badger watching. flounced away as she saw him approaching Barbaras desk. and shut her own with a vicious slam.
 bNhat'e ,,y poh ou smiling at him. Have you found a diamond mine in Hartford county or did you last baseball bet win?"
 Bob perched on her desk, grim ming. Neither. Better than that. I've chance to go to New York;" He leaned back. waiting for her to be impressed.
 The effect was all that he could have desired. Barbara was visibly thrilled. "Oh. gorgeous! What kind of a job. Bob?"
 Publicity for the Ebber theaters," he replied with nonchalance elabo- rately assumed.
 Barbara's eyes bleamed. I'm so glad for you" Her face. fell But what in the world will I do for & side kick, Bob. You were going to be my knight and fellow traveller. Remember"
 Bob laughed. Yep, ] remember the picture hanging contract But really. Babs, you can't expect nae to hang around this burg forever, on the chance that sometime you'll have a picture for me to hang. I have to so where fortune calls"
 He looked so like a pleased boy of ten that Barbara could only smile, too. "ot course you must go," she said. But how we shall miss you"
 Bob raised his eyebrows. ''Oh, I guess my going won't leave much of hole. I'm. not really very nec- essary to anybody in the world"
 Now Bob. don't assume that high tragedy air. You know you're per- fectly suited with this fancy free life of yours. and nothing would bore you more than being tied to anybody or any place."
 Bob smiled. Yep. you're right. I get sort of pale and melancholy over 1t sometimes, when I find a hairpin in my restaurant chicken pie or when cant think of any place to go on Christmas night. But between hairpins and Christmas nights I'm happier than any married man in America.
 The conversation was interrupted by a call to Barbara from McDer- mott. She rose and Bob strolled away.
 Flows Fancy getting along these days?" asked the managing editor, as she entered his office. I've been SO busy this month I haven't given her the time I should"
 We'll" said Barbara, "I think she's all right, though I've found her crying several times since Je- rome stopped coming"
 McDermott nodded his head. Bet ter cry now than later. when there