The Daily Alaska empire., 1932-07-28

yNu4 AiAoA NCAOuo CyCo, yONA oNuS. little nose, your kissible lips ant my God-you laugh at me" A soft slender hand crept up t
 his mouth and pressed hard agains
 his mouth with surprising strength
 Jerry, you're so dumb" He sputtered and shook his head trying to speak
 Are you really she asked soft. ly, her dear eyes meeting his a last, going to cast me off and di- vorce me?"
 He stared incredously at her unable, not daring to believe his ears.
 You're a beastl" Her voice shook a little. Married two whole days and you havn't Kissed me |once'
 He reached for her hungrily and If his hard -inuscled- arms all but broke her back, she made no com tplaint. But, of course, she could mt. Her lips were sealed.
 At length, it may have been five minutes later or an hour, Nancy Wentworth Calhoun pushed her husband away and straighten- ed her hair.
 One more kiss"
 Not until you return with an- other load of dishes"
 He grumbled, but hastened into the dining room.
 Just as he was scooping up an armful of plates and cups his eye fell upon a large square envelope. Upon it's face was his own name in large scrawling letters. Anx- ious to return to Nancy, he grabbed a handful of plates and raced to the kitchen. Plumbing open the envelope flap, he withdrew the enclosure, and stared, puzzled at Emory's familiar handwriting
 Whats the matter, Jerry?" Nancy was alarmed at the ex- pTeSSlOIl Oll HIS ldOC.
 Here, you read it to me" He thrust the letter into her hand.
 Dear old top" she read, tits almost time to shove off for New York and, eventually, Boston. But I can't stick it.
 I'm a restless bird of passage a changeling child in family to whom there is no world beyond Beacon Hill. crave new scenes and new doings. It would never occur to me to fade out of the picture without you except that I know what you are too goofy to you are going to stay married.
 So, old man, after these many years, we're arriving at the part ing of the ways, which comes in- evltably when girl makes a trio out of a duo. You and Nancy A great pair, old man! You'll settle down, worry about your golf game and become peevish when the chauffeur clashes the gears.
 Between pals, distance does not count. We'll drift together, old son, from time to time. I'll drop n on you, put my muddy shoes on your mahogany desk and tell you how I got my tan and my touch of malaria. And you'll tell me how your tailor fusses about your respectable bulge. You'll be sorry for me and I'll be sorry for 5ou. And maybe, in all your con- tentional happiness, you'll envy me just a little You'll smell the smell of burned oil and exhaust gas and you'll remember the kick pack of a gat against your palm and you'll wonder where l am and what I'm doing. But, as the old ,liche goes, you can't have every hing
 Remember, Jerry, how we'd roll he dice when we faced difficult decision? Gamblers throw, one ,oll? Well, I've rolled 'em and I'm joining up with Ashwood for | bit of a whirl somewhere. Next o you, he's the gamest little fight ng cock I've ever seen Unlike you le has no future. In which, he 'esembles me, as we'll share to- ;ether whatever old Lady Luck las in mind for us.
 ~You're an onery cuss, Jerry.