The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1933-04-06
s'The" Sally
Whitcomb
q by Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate.
WNU Service
By ALICE DUANE

WNU Service
@ ALLY WHITCOMB. from her
- high window, watched the guests
gathering on the terrace above the
lake before dinner with unexpected
resentment.
"Pn cheat" she said. III cheat If
I have to-"
Depression had struck Sally q
double blow. First ii had killed her
well-to-do father. after he had lost
all his money In one of the financial
crashes. She had pluckily looked
about for means of making money.
AS result of her college diploma,
natural taste and aptitude, she had
landed Job teaching smart young
girls in fashionable school. But
smart young girls, like everybody
else. were feeling the depression,
and the Rosecliff school found II
necessary to curtail expenses. Sally,
being the last teacher taken on, had
been the first laid off. And no
other work seemed to be open to
her.
So, after several months when the
shreds of her old fortune had been
her only means of support, she
had gratefully accepted employment
from the mother of one of her old
friends-now married and living
abroad.
1T may be bit trying, Sally"
Mrs. Van Arsdale had said. Aunt
Jane is bit of a trial, and you may
get awfully bored. There's a trained
nurse, of course. to look after her,
but she wants someone young and
attractive as a sort of companion"
i So Sally went to the Adirondacks
with the Van Arsdales as Aunt
James companion. II wasn't so
bad. She read to the 1ctchety old
invalid, she wrote letters for her,
she helped her do crossword and
iigsaw puzzles. Aunt Jane always
went to her room at six. and the
nurse took charge of her then, so
Sally's evenings were free.
She had been swimming In the
lake while Aunt Jane had her usual
afternoon nap when she first saw
him. She hadn't seen him enter the
lake. But there he was. sitting on
the float when she came up from a
dive.
mice work." he said. lazily, adj
miringly.
Sally pulled herself deftly up be
side him.
mice water" she said. when
did you come? Today?"
"Yes. I'm Jack Barnwell. Ever
hear of me?"
Sally racked her brain. "No," she
said after a minute. I'm Sally
Whitcomb."
"ohl" said Jack. .'The Sally
whitcomb?"
Sally laughed. "welL I'm Sally
Whitcomb. l don't suppose there
are two of me-"
| Sally liked him. and sensed he
liked her. too.
She had looked for him again the
next afternoon when she went for
Eher swim. But he hadn't been there.
Today Aunt Jane had been par
ticularly trying. and Sally had
missed her swim. "I'm not going to
take a nap" Aunt Jane had. said
"It's such a nice day I'm just going
to stay awake and work out that
new crocheted mat"
"I'll cheat" said Sally to her re
Election in the mirror, as she
brushed her FURNISHED hair, "I'D
make him like me-"
After dinner that night she wan
dered away from the other guests
in quest of Jack. She found him
smoking under the pine trees at the
edge of the little porch. He jumped
to his feet as she came toward him
Its you. isn't it? | was just going
up to the house" And he started
to walk away toward the voices on
the terrace and the lights of the
house.
well, you're not very polite" SAID
Sally. He turned toward her sud
denly and took both her hands In n
strong, nervous grasp. IL came oui
specially to find yon. Anything the
matter with me?" Sally went on.
"Yes," said Jack sternly. You're
too darned-attractive I'm sorry
I've tried to avoid you. But can't
help it. | knew. the minute l saw
you. like million dollars there on
the float, and now you doll yourself
up so you look like a princess and
follow me out here. What do you
think I'm made off"
Sally giggled in the dark. "It's
two years DID," she said. Are you
rich?"
"No." said Jack gruffly "rm poor
and I'm nobody. And coming up
on the train Mr.. Van Arsdale said
I'd meet Sally Whitcomb here-The
Sally Whitcomb. Said your father
was on old friend"
"Yes." said Sally quietly. lis thar
all he said?"