White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1930-03-07

Auu CrleO TO tell I6tner aOOuI II,
but-always didn't. l told myself |
wanted to surprise him later on-but
l think knew he wouldn't lie, me-"
"The trouble with you, Ginger. lie
your mathematics" he said very
gently.
She gazed at him a moment IL
speechless wonder.
"Math-"
"Yes You know that a whole lie
ts wrong-but you figure that half
a lie is no lie at all. I've-er-noticed
that about you several times"
Ginger smiled TREMENDOUSLY at that.
and fresh rain Of tears swept her
face.
II know It," she confessed abjectly,
Il know It. But 1t Is 80 much easier
to get what you want that way"
"Oh, Gingerr"
How Ginger weptl The past was
wreckage of delicate dreams. the
present wave of establishment. the
future swept bare BY the relentless
winds of certain privation.
ooh, Eddy, can't stand it, sim.
ply can'tl"
Slowly, very gently, he turned her
head upon his shoulder, lifted her
face to his, and, for the first time
kissed the trembling. tear-wet lips
Gfnger's hand gripped his shoulder
He held her close In his arms, moved
his lips gently across her wet cheek
pressed them upon the damp curls
that clustered at her temple The
slender little figure grew suddenly
tense in his arms, her hand chung to
his shoulder. After a long still mo-
ment she drew away from him. slow
~. and looked at him mistily, with
troubled eyes. whose tears seemed lost
in wonder. Eddy did not finch be.
fore that wide-eyed questioning gaze.
Firmly he patted away the last Of
her tears and then. almost defantly.
before her very eyes, he leaned
toward her, kissed her again She did
not protest. When he released her,
she lay Imply In his arm, her face
close to his face, and stared as one
spellbound-lhat old, familiar face,
which seemed suddenly very new and
Observation-Disclosures her.
like me, Ginger?" he asked gently.
Ginger's answer was a startled jerky
bob of her head. A half-smile quiv-
cred to her lips, to be quickly ban
ished by the strange wide look Of
wonder.
''Why?" he insisted. Because I'm
like your father?'
Her hand frightened lis grip on his
shoulder. Her cheek pressed his.
"You-you're not-just like my fa-
ther," she whispered
Ginger, you burlington dear
little darling"
No word of protest from Ginger.
Els hands caressed her. His lips
sought the curve of her slender throat.
II know you hate tc be paved"
"Oh. Eddy" she interrupted indig-
nantly. "you don't paw. You're not
that kind"
Her small hand found itself upon
his cheek, her slim fingers touched
1t, strOked 1t, with u caressiveness as
old as The world.
II know I'm not al all a romantic
figure"
Ginger drew away from him. There
was cold Indignation In her eyes,
scurn for herself, hel young girlish
folly. She saw. as for the first time,
the tender warmth of his gray eyes,
the fine firm lines Ut his kind lips.
the strong assurance In the poise OF
his head-all the clean honest nice.
ness OF the old familiar face. And
her heart cried out to him, remember.
ing his thousands sympathies through
SO many exigencies, his unfailing hu
NOR. his untiring interest And Gin
ger, BUNDLED afresh before this sweet
new revelation Of the old old friend
cried on, reprOachfulv:
ooh, Eddy --wasnt
THE ENDl