Hyder weekly herald., 1932-06-18
ROLLING STONE
By JANE OSBORN
tG by Mcclure Newspaper Syndlcate.)
 (WSU Service)


 If you don't care for my advice. all right" Agnes had said. "I am ten years older than you and I am mar ried and some people would think that my advice would be worth something to you. l was simply telling you that l did not approve of Donald Scott as as brother-in-law. He isn't worth a farthing and he never sticks at any thing. Now he's got crazy notion that he can make more money in the city where he doesn't know soul and has positively no opening than he could here in Blenhelm, where he knows people who are sorry for him. I'm married and I know that girl has simply got to have comfortable income to be happy after she is mar ried. Thank fortune George wasn't rolling stone. He had sense enough to go into his fathers store, and as result we have enough-and l am perfectly happy"
 "I didn't say you weren't happy" snapped Daphne. And didn't say that 1 was going to marry Donald Scott. Donald has never asked me to marry hhn. What I did say was that I wasn't going to marry Walter Reed, even if he is your husbands best friend, and even if he had chosen to cramp himself by settling right down here in Blenheim in a garage when all the time he hated the smell of gaSo- line and really wants to be an artist. Perhaps he will gather whole lot more moss than Donald-but, as l said before. who cares for moss?'
 You'll sing a different song four years from now," said Agnes.
 In way Agnes was right. Four years later Daphne was quite willing to admit that what she had once light ly called moss" had perfectly legti- mate place in considerations of mat rimony.
 Walter Reed had resumed his suit from time to time, and being the only eligible in Blenheim, there were times when Daphne had seriously considered accepting his proposal. There had certainly never been anything of the rolling stone about Walter. He hadn't even taken vacation for four years. Not that there was any undue press of business. On the contrary, the state highway had been diverted away from Blenheim, though there had been good chance at one time that it would run right by Walters garage.
 "I would marry Walter." Daphne was saying as she sat with her sister Agnes on the front veranda one pleas ant summer evening, "only the idea of giving up good job to try and scrimp along on what he makes just makes me terrified. You told me once, Agnes, that at least comfortable in- come was necessary to happiness. I think you were right, especially when & girl marries a man that she isn't absolutely crazy about. Walter told me just what his income was. He even showed me possible budget as he had figured 1t out. No allowance for help at all. And just one hundred and fifty dollars year for my dress allowance. He said that his mother had got along on that"
 Daphne did not tell her sister that that very afternoon a tall, well-dressed young man called at the bank, that he had asked for her and that he had turned out to be Donald Scott. Daphne had talked to him for a min ute or two through the gratlngs of the cashiers "cage." She told him that she still lived with her sister Agnes and that she would be at home that evening, "after supper"
 Donald sat with them there on the comfortable veranda. Urged by Daphne he told them something of his life since he left Blenheim. He had gone to big city where he worked for time as newspaper reporter, then somehow he got to do- ing theatrical press work, and that led to brief two or three months on the stage. Then a try in the movies. Then chance to get into the engi- neering end of the pictures. He'd had course or two in engineering when he worked his way through college. But not enough. Followed winter studying-working like beaver to pay his expenses as he went. Then back to the job he had left among motion picture engineers That was two years ago. Since then things had gone rather nicely" Donald mod estly explained.
 linen you're really doing well?" Agnes asked. 'As we'll as If you'd stuck here in Blenhefmy'