The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1934-09-14

even in the grubby streets they
traversed 70 reach the factory.
When they arrived and Malcolm
said, "Well, how did you like it,"
Caroline replied that they must 70
some Sunday morning to . lake In
the hills and have . picnic break
fast.
I'VE can take our lunch pals
now" he told her, land hop over to
. park that's about . mile from
here and eat under the trees"
Today
Every day"
Heavenly" Caroline exclaimed.
'T1l meet You here two seconds
after the whistle blows"
The cars and motorcycles belong.
ing to the factory employees were
parked in an enclosure which, be.
cause Of the hilly topography Of the
land, was laid ct Che side Of the
main building, close to the front.
Those who used the entrance to the
executive Offices could easily be OBJ
served by anyone in the workers
parking ground.
True to her word, Caroline was
there. waiting by Malcolm's motor
cycle shortly after twelve o'clock.
Malcolm was delayed. Caroline got
out her compact and powdered her
nose, . rite she had not stopped for
in the hat room.
A long, cleaning car purred up
the main drive. Caroline caught .
glimpse Of it in her mirror and
flashed around on IN impulse she
could not stay.
Her eyes remained glued on it and
she was simply rooted to the spot,
although her mind accepted the fact
that it would be disastrous to her
for the young man in the car to see
her thereto discover that she was
working under m assumed name in
his fathers factory.
Il WAS tho first time she had seen
Howard since that fateful day when
she had broken their engagement.
Her eyes were hungry for him.
He did not glance her way-a de-
livery for which she breathed .
silent prayer Of gratitude. She
watched him, without moving, as he
gut out Of his car, flung the door to
behind him and ran jauntily up the
steps to tho building entrance. He
was . trifle thinner, perhaps. and
tanned to . beautiful bronze. He
looked % she remembered him
something like . model for good
clothes. His light grey suit-had
Park Avenue tailor stamped in
every line Of il and his soft Panama
hat looked fine enough 70 b drawn
through . finger ring.
Caroline held her breath until he
had vanished from her sight. And
In her heart was . new hurt. There
was no touch Of sadness about How.
ard. His air was that Of . SELF
satisfied man. The loss Of . sweet
heart had apparently left no shadow
1t Ill upon his life.
sneaked out Of her eyes and might
have trickled down her cheeks leav-
ing . telltale mark had she not seen
Malcolm approaching. Malcolm in
his loose-fitting working clothes,
somehow looking % though they
were only . disguise for him. Hast
lily Caroline wiped the tears away
and smiled ct him, chided him for
keeping her waiting.
"How did you know our coach and
four wouldn't turn into pumpkin :"
she demanded.
Malcolm: glance fell upon How
ards car. 1T will-some day." he
said seriously. land when it does it's
going to BE- ! pumpkin like that bus
over there. Beauty, isn't it,"
IT don't think 60" Caroline de-
clared and laughed ct her snippy
tone.
.Of course 1 know you're spoiled
after this coach and four" Malcolm
said. grinning, 'but you wouldn't re-
fuse to ride in . pumpkin, would
you? Because I'm going to have
one. Guess what kept me"
I'm just out Of guesses. There
weren't any fresh ones on the mar
ket this morning."
II WAS in conference with the
supe. I'm going up IN the world.
Have another department to inspect
the powders"
*You aren't leaving the cold
creams {" Caroline asked in dismay.
1.-THE powders are additional. The
next step 10 into the supe's shoes
when he becomes assistant produe-
ton manager"
! ut sounds feazfully important. |"