The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1933-04-07
"The" Sally
Whitcomb
By ALICE DUANE
G. by Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate.
WNU Service


fore dinner with unexpected resent
ment.
III cheat" she said. "PIl cheat II
/ have to-"
Depression had struck Sally double
blow. First it 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 a result
of her college diploma, natural taste
and aptitude, she had landed a job
teaching smart young girls In fash
ionable school. But smart young girls,
like everybody else, were feeling the
depression, and the Rosecliff school
found 1t 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 CRATE
fully accepted employment from the
mother of one of her old friends-now
married and living abroad.
sit may be bit trying, Sally" Mrs.
Van Arsdale had said. "Aunt Jane is a
bit of 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"
Col 20 4h4 10
with the Van Arsdales as Aunt James
companion. 1t wasn't so bad. She
read to the crotchety old invalid, she
wrote letters for her, she helped her
do crossword and jigsaw 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 after
noon 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, lazi1y, admir-
ingly.
Sally pulled herself deity up beside
him.
Nice 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 minute. I'm Sally Whit
comb"
"Oh!" said Jack. 1.-THE Sally Whit
comb?"
Sally laughed. "Well, I'm Sally
Whitcomb. I don't suppose there are
two of me-"
They sat silent, content, for a few
minutes.
Come on" he said suddenly, jump
ing up and reaching out a hand to help
Sally to her feet. It's time to go
dress. Race you to the dock"
They plunged together into the cold
water and swan silently to the house.
Sally liked him, and sensed he liked
her, too.
She had looked for him again the
next afternoon when she went for her
swim. But he hadn't been there.
Today Aunt Jane had been particu-
larry 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 refiec-
ton in the mirror, as she brushed her
FURNISHED hair, I'll make him like
me-"
After dinner that night she wan
dered away from the other guests in
quest of Jack. She found him smok-
ing under the pine trees at the edge
of the little beach. He jumped to his
feet as she came toward him. ''It's
you, isn't It? | was just going up to
the house." And he started to walk
away toward the voices on the ter
race and the lights of the house.
well. you're not very polite" said
Sally. He turned toward her suddenly
and took both her hands in a strong,
nervous grasp. Il came out specially
to find you. 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 / saw you. like
million dollars there on the float, and
now, you doll yourself up so you look
like princess and follow me out here.
What do you think I'm made Of"
Sally giggled in the dark. "It's two
years Old" she said. "Are you rich?"
NO." said Jack, gruffly. I'm 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 an
old friend"
"Yes," said Sally quietly. as that
all he said?"
"All? 1t was more than enough,
when | went to South America two
years ago, with the vain and mistaken
idea that that continent needed me to
gather up fortune, I knew all about
you. I'd fallen for you then-your
picture in the rotogravures. One of
the richest, most popular girls IL
town"
well? Didn't you make good?"
"No. l lost what little | had. And
now I'm sort of secretary for Van
Arsdale.
But so am I. l mean. ! haven't 6
cent in the world but what the Var
Arsdales pay me to amuse their funny
old aunt. and thought you were
well. anyway-you see-we match,
don't we?"
And Jack derided that they did
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