The Washington times., 1930-09-02

cent sheen to 1t. It seemed too
delicate even to touch, like the
petal of a flower. Her eyes
were dark blue wells. Of happi-
ness, and their thick, curled
back, sunny lashes gave them
a laughing look.
The younger engineers found
excuses to hang around the
camp, in the bunkhouses they
talked about her, joked a bit
at FarnSworth's expense. How
long would an old codger like
that keep such a pretty young
wife?
'"This is certainly doing you q
world Of good" Farnsworth told
her. You're a different girl-a
different girl"
Cathie lifted honest blue eyes
to her huspand's. 81 Lm," she
said. I'm going to be a much
nicer person than I was before
came to the mountains"
win BE Nicer
Farnsworth smiled rath e r
sadly, "You were alwa. nice,
my dear"
Then I'll be nicer!"
The queer part was that she
meant it.
ITS because I'm IL love-" she
thought, happily. land it can't
be so wicked to love someone,
when it makes you really want
to be kinder to everyone else
:. especially when I never see
Gordon / probably won't
see iim alone again till we go"
She planned that meeting
the sweet goodbye. his hand in
hers. And would it be very
wrong to kiss him just once
more? When it was goodbye?
She decided it wouldn't be .
Poor Cathie! When the day
came there was leave-taking
enough-all the Moores but
Gordon lined UP to speed them
on their way. Gordon wasn't
there. He had left before day
light. on a trip of his own.
After the big, blue car car.
rying the FarnsworthS back to
town was gone the blind aunt
said, 1T was too bad Gordon
wasn't here And what did
you say the business was that
took him aWay?"
Neither David nor the old
uncle could say.
Gordon Mystery
"She must be very pretty,
the little Mrs. Farnsworth," the
blind woman said after a pause.
And how would you describe
her David?"
"Who9 Mrs. Farnsworth?
Umph! Yes, you'd call her
pretty. A blond. Blue eyes,"
II had that in mind. Does
she shine. David. Is there a
shimmering in her hair. and
"a" -.
Damn it all, I said she was
pretty!" cried David, the wo-
man-hater, edging away.
The blind woman stood still,
smiling gently. Strange Cor
don didn't stay around more.
He was always the one with
the liking for the ladies. Not
like David. I remember how
he danced attendance on the
Willoughby girl: She must
have been very pretty, too"
But different. Maudie," her
brother put in "A pretty wo-
man. and you've said it. Now
this other one. this Mrs. Farms
worth =. she'd be hard to
forget. A man likes to look
at her, and to talk to her, too"
"And Gordon had no time
for her?"
"GOrdOn's No FoOp'
David Moore pulled his hat
over his eyes, in the gesture so
much like his younger brothers.
"Gordon's no fool" he said
bluntly. "The girls married.
Besides he's not one to lose his
head over a woman. The Will
loughby and the others. what
did they mean? Nothing!"
Miss Maudie Moore nodded
her Silvery head. II was just
asking" she said. "You forget
sometimes, my dearS, that
there's no sight in my eyes. So
I must ask questions"
Precious few you ask" her
brother said, before he went
back to his box-like office at
the end of the building.
He did not go to work i'm
mediately. He filled a pipe and
Lit it slowly. looking past his
Uttered desk into space.
''Maudie's worried about Cor.
don," he thought. "She thinks
there's an attraction between
him and FarnSworth's wife. I.
Maudie sees so much more than
the rest of us. never knew her
to be wrong. Farnsworth look
ed pretty glum. .Pshaw. I'm
not going to worry. I'd trust
the boy"
The whistles blew. On the
dam a new shift went to work.
Old Andrew Moore still sat al
his desk looking into space.
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