The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1933-02-27
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JANET HILL Is engaged 10 ROLF
CARLYLE but they do not have
enough money 10 marry. janet
Is secretary for BRUCE HAMIL-
TON, Advertising manager OF
Every Home Magazine, and Rolf
works for the Atlas Advertising
Co. Janet insists they must have
$500 In q savings account before
they can get married.
HOWARD CRESSY, another en-
plOy OF the magazine, tries TO
make dates with Janet but she
diSeOurages him.
She hurrieS home from the Of
ice one Saturday TO prepare n sur
prise birthday dinner for Rolf. On
the way she sees couple enter
Ing the fashionable Brewster
Hotel Coffee Shop and at first
thinks the young man In Rolf.
AfteTwRrd she decides she WAS
mistaken.
The dinner party II n success.
Rolf tells janet there IL some
thing he wants TO talk TO her
about but later evndcs and says
Il was "nothinS." He says he cam
not see her next day because he
" entertaining an out-of-town
friend.
MOLLIE LAMBERT, who lives
across the hall, comes TO Janet's
room TO borrow some headache
remedy.
NOW co ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER w
THE morning was gray and dis
l NAL. Snow6akes. melting to
the touch. filed the air with what
was more a drizzle than a snow
storm. The snow had been falling
for hours yet there was no sign Of
whiteness on the ground-only
slush and mud. February was ap-
parently trying to reveal just how
barren and dreary the world
can be.
In the second floor bedroom of
Mrs. Snyder's rooming house half
pulled blinds dimmed what little
light there was. Janet Hill awoke
and moved restlessly, shut her
eyes, opened them again and
blinked. Raising herself on one
elbow, she reached for her watch
and saw that it was nearly 1890.
Nearly 1920! Yes, that was
right. Janet looked again 10 make
sure. The morning was nearly
half gone. How could she have
slept so late?
Instead of bothering to answer
this question Janet sLlggled down
again into the warm covers. But
she was only postponing the evil
moment. Presently, with a shiver
for the chilly air, she sat up
pushed down the sheets and blan-
kets and was out Of bed.
Halt an hour later Janet had
bathed, dressed and was busy
squeezing orange juice with a
green glass reamer. The perco-
lator was bubbling and the pleas
ant odors of toast and bacon min
gled in the air. Janet had finished
her own breakfast and was pre-
pairing a tray for Mollie.
When it was ready she carried
It across the hall. A muffled voice
answered her knock. There was
the sound Of the bolt turning and
the door opened. Mollie still In
pajamas, the yellow hair frowzled
wildly. appeared in the narrow
opening.
"Oh!" she exclaimed. AREN'T
you the angel. And does that cof-
fee smell good! Come I'M"
Janet entered and set down the
trsy. "Sorry to be so late" she
said. 81 oversight. Get back into
bed, Mollie. I'll pull that little
table over and set the tray on it.
You want to drink the coffee
while it's hot"
Mollie complied. Propped up
with pillows behind her, she
raised the steaming cup to heT
lips.
"Um-s'wonderful!" she an
nounced. "You shouldn't have
bothered like this though, Janet
| feel lots better this morning
I'd have gone down to the cor
ner restaurant only l was lazy
My colds loosened and my head
doesn't ache"
"Then it's just the time to be
careful" Janet told her. Really
you shouldn't go out today. It's
wet and miserable. II you stay