The Western news. [volume] (Libby, Mont.) 1933-current, 1933-08-10

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The last box contained merely hats
and shoes to go with the dresses
Doris Du Val didn't believe In carrying
papers around, evidently.
The search had yielded the informa-
zion that yellow and lavender were her
favorIte coIors and that she had un-
donbtedly been rich. Nothing more.
Was Rocky really her husband7 She
peered again with strained eyes into
the pictured face. II he could only
speak! II he could only tell her who
she was. where they had met. Gently
gradually. she felt sure she would
come back to connection with her past
II she could only see him.
1t seemed to her as she looked Into
those serious boyish eyes as II she
must remember. Surely the time he
had given her the ring. Some of that
might come back. She sat turning the
ring over and over and bordering. But
1t was useless.
Mrs. Du Val tapped ON the door
Aoftiy. An hour had passed In these
thoughts.
Come In" said Doris.
"Oh, oh C'est tres mauvais! Veree
bad You must rest At such time
young girls must rest. and not tire
themselves out
Doris was getting rather weary of
being told that at "such time" she
must take care Of herself. The such
time seemed to be always. But she
smiled. 4 was just going to get
dressed for dinner"
"Oh no." said Mrs. Du Val. I'VE
live very simply. Do not dress to-
night. 1t Is too exhausting ar
such a."
TN just wash my face then" said
Doris hastily. She disappeared into
the bathroom half expecting to be told
that lat such time" girls shouldn't
wash. Then she smiled ruefully,
ashamed OF her Impotence.
The drawing room was attractive
with flowers and books Alone. there
for moment Doris looked about for
newspaper. Unable to find one, she
turned on the radio.
Instantly an orchestra blared. An
avalanche of jazz poured into the room,
flooded the whole quiet countryside.
Almost Immediately there was another
and larger roar from the hall outside.
Oscar Du Val, his white hair disar-
ranged, his black eyes rolling angrily.
rushed In.
Turn 1t off! Turn It OFF" he
shouted.
Amazed and frightened, Doris ran
to obey. AS the sound was cut off, Du
Val looked at her blushlng furiously.
I am sorry" he said. Il am very
sorry. did not think 1t was you. The
servants have orders never to touch
the radio"
Il didn't know" said Doris. I'm
sorry"
Mrs. Du Val had darted Into the
room.
Roaring like a mad bull at our
little GIRL" she scolded.
Du Val looked heartbroken. "Oh, /
am so sorry"
Making noise like one hundred ele-
chants and frightening our little girl
at such timer
But Oscar Du Val now looked more
frightened than Doris.
Mrs. Du Val turned to Doris. "You
see what 1t is to live with an artist
You can thank your stars that
brought up my son to be business
man. Oscar cannot work with the
radio going. He does not like to have
the outside world come to him."
yes. to be told must wash my
teeth every day. Me. have never
been to the dentist In my life."
He will not have anything come
Into the house. No RADIO No news
papers Such mani We never play
the rado'except on Sunday afternoons
when we love to listen to the phIlhar-
monte concerts"
YES" said Oscar eagerly. He looked
at Doris as IL pleading with her to I'M
derstand. "The Philharmonic concerts
are very nice. like them very much"
The evening passed quickly. Listen
Ing to the talk of the famous sculptor,
Doris nearly forgot all about her own
worry. She felt that Ii she had not
already fallen In love with the son,