The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1934-08-03

will be asking me to marry him soon
ana I'LL be a great break for him II he
o IL isn't every man who can walk
INTO a readymade home, with a good
cool and the furniture bought and paid
for-"
So she argued when she was on the
defensive. But there were other times,
late at night, when Marcia's defenses
crumbled and she told herself that
there were millions of other girls, much
younger and prettier and far more de-
slrable. AS for a house and a cook and
furn1ture-Karl could we'll afford to
provide a new and complete set of
them. And, at that, he'd only kissed
her once.
1t was on the day when Marcia wore
her new krimmer jacket that Karl Lo-
gan again kissed her. It was a dismal,
depressing day, with a straight, sleety
rain, and Marcia wore the jacket to
bolster up her tagging spirit. With the
jacket she wore a dress in a warm rosy
shade of red wool and a tiny matching
hat. She looked we'll and she knew it.
When she walked into her office and
glimpsed Karl Logan sitting in his
easy chair reading a tabloid, she felt
that he would know it too. He leaped
to his feet at her entrance and stared
at her. And then all at once she was
in his arms and his lips we're against
her lips, n he was murmuring:
"Marcia-my dearest dear!" It was a
long moment before she disengaged
herself, before she drew back from his
arms. She had a silly desire to say,
Aren't you ever going to ask me to
marry you?" Instead she murmured,
This is so sudden, MI. Logan!" and
removed her small rosy hat and began
to s%traighten her Slightly tumbled hair.
! Karl Logan stood back, breathing
hard, and watched her. When he finally
spoke he said something apparently ir-
relevant:
"Your hair" he said, sis as smooth
as ever, now, Marcia And I bet when
you take off that cute jacket that you'll
be wearing an embroidered organdy
collar and that it'll be as crisp as crisp
despite the weather."
Marcia removed the jacket, laughing
a shade shakily as she did so.
Right again, Sherlock Holmes" she
said. "Organdy it is and as crisp as
crisp"
Karl Logan wasn't looking at her
now. He had walked over to the win
dow and was staring down on the wet,
gray traffic cluttered street.
you're a unique person, Marc" he
said slowly. II wonder if you realize
how different you are from other wom-
en-? When I think of you-and God
knows twas there an u~ndercurrent of
real passion in his voice?) I think of
you often, I always think of lovely
Singing things without wrinkles or
creaSeS or spots. When you grow old
Marc, you'll probably wear lavendar
and point lace and white silk stockings.
And you'll sit in a straight chair and
knit innumerable snowy white af-
ghans."
Heaven forbid!'' said Marcia and was
glad that Karl wasn't watching her.
She could control her voice, but she
couldn't control the trembling of her
chin.
and" continued Karl Logan, "your
house is like you. I've about lived
there this winter and I've never seen
dust on a shelf or yesterdays news
papers lying about or ash trays with
smelly cigaret ends in them or soiled
dishes / the ktchenette. You're a
miracle, Marcia, and what mortal man
dares look up to miracles?"
Marcia took her courage in her two
slim, perfectly groomed hands.
"You didn't look up, my dear" she
said, you stopped down-quite far
when you kissed me-"
Karl Logan shrugged as one who rids
himself of a troublesome garment and
turned from the window.
II vas waiting for you to come in,
Marcia" he said in a pleasantly con-
versatimal tone, IT wanted to get your
reactions on that line we're going to
put out next week. I've hired an extra
copy writer and I'd like to put him tc
werk on the promotion"
Marcia said: Give me time to catch
my breath, Karl, and open my mail. II
other words, come back in half ar
hour and we'll talk about reactions"
CTo Be Continued)