The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1934-01-25
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GYPSY MoRELL and TOM
WEAVER are married the same
day rs LILA HOTALING and
DEREK BLISS. Lila expects TO
live in luxury, while Gypsy In
tends to go on with her Job.
teaching I'm a settlement.
After returning from honey
Weavers to dinner. Among the
guests Is wealthy MARKO
BROUGHTON. who once asked
Gypsy 10 marry him. He showers
Gypsy with attentions md Tom In
jealous.
BrouGhton offers her Job on
Saturdays, cataIoguing his library
and Gypsy accepts without telling
Tom. just as she finishes the
work she Is taken III and the
doctor tells her she IL going 10
have baby. Tom insists she
must give up her job ut the set
Element. Gypsy is happy keeping
house until Lila comes back from
n winter I'm Florida and asks her
TO luncheon. Gypsy realizes her
clothes are shabby In comparison
with Lila's. -
Gypsy and Tom spend n week
end with her parents in their
suburban home.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER XIX
THERE was the cabin at Wading
l. Hollow, of course. Let it not be
thought for an instant that the
young Weavers had forgotten that.
But while it was ideal for week.
ends. perfect for a brief vacation.
1t was not to be thought of as a
regular living place. For one thing.
it was much too far from the city
10 miles on the railroad. The
committing would be both difficult
and expensive and on those nights
when Tom was kept late, Gypsy
would be quito alone in an mac
cessible and lonely place. 1t was
delightful place to camp, however
aud on several spring Saturdays a
small car might be seen ploughing
through the sandy road. splitting
bundles at 1t went.
Sue Caravan and Hunt Gibson
came down one bright, blowy Sun
day in May and Sue raved over
the place-the smell Of the sea
and the snug little cabin with its
hunks and its oil stove and its
hl1e curtains. They had merry
supper out Of doors. Tom broiling
steaks over the Goals and Gypsy
ladling out potato salad.
IF | owned the place." Sue said
rehectively. lying luxuriously on an
army blanket, I'D never leave it.
I'd dig myself in and live on roots
and berries" Sue was red-haired
blue-eyed, enthusiastic. She was
some lucky mans good secretary,
down in the city.
"You would mott" Hunt reused
himself lazily to contradict her
You're a Fifth Avenue hound and
you know it. You like this in
small doses bat, deep down, you
want to live a stones throw from
Times Square,"
There's something in that" Sue
admitted. "But honestly, Gyps
I'm mad about this place. Why
didn't we ever come before?"
well, Rosina was here most oil
last summer" Gypsy told her. Its
Toms property. really, but the fam
lily love it so they sort of have il
on shares. The children adore it.
Tom caught her eye and she
smiled at him, thinking of the
child who might-who most Ger
tainly would-be with them here
the following summer. Darling
Tommy, how handsome he was
with the sunburn plotting out his
winter pallor and his long legs
stretched out on the sand! What q
pity they couldn't stay here al
summer long. forget the job and
tie apartment and everything else
Well, there was no use wishing for
the moon. You just had to enjoy
things as they came.
tom, on the other side Of the fire
L felt his heart swell with love
for the small, gallant girl in the
deck chair. Gypsy's color was en-
chanting today-she was all apri.
cot and brown tones-and the sea
air had made her hair one mass of