Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1934-07-28

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and tin be . great break for him II he
does It isn't every man who can walk
into readymade home, with good
COOK 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 AEarcla's defenses
cr1mbied and she told herself that
there we're millions Of other girls. much
younger and prettier and far more de-
sirable. AS for q house and q cook and
furniture-Karl could vel afford 20
provide new and complete set Of
them. And. sc that, he'd only kissed
her once.
It was on the day when Marcia wore
her new krimmer jacket that Karl Lo-
gan again kissed her. It was q dismal,
depressing day, with a straight, sleety
rain. and Marcia wore the jacket 70
bolster up her Tagging spirit. With the
jacket she wore q dress IN a warm rosy
shade OF red wool and tiny matching
hat. She looked well and she knew It.
When she walked into her office and
glimpsed Karl Logan sitting In his
easy chair reading q tabloid. she felt
that he would know Il too. BE leaped
10 his feet at her entrance and stared
at her. And then all at once she was
IN his arms and his lips were against
her lips, and he was murmuring:
"AIarcia-my dearest dearl" It was
long moment before she dlsengaged
herself, before she drew back from his
arms. She had q silly desire to say,
Aren't you ever going to ask me 70
marry you2" Instead she mTmured
This Is so sudden, Mr.. Loganl" and
removed her small rosy hat and began
10 straighten her slightly tumbied hair.
Karl Logan stood back, breathing
hard. and watched her When he finally
spoke he said something apparently ir-
relevant:
your hair" he said. lis as smooth
as ever, now. Marcia And bet when
you take off that cute Jacket that youl
be wearing an embroidered organdy
collar and that tin be as crisp as crisp
despite the weather."
Marcia removed the jacket, laughing
q shade shakily as she did 50.
fright 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 unique person, Marc" he
said slowly. Il wonder II you realize
how different you are from other wom-
emp When think Of you-and God
knows twas there an undercurrent Of
real passion Ia his voice2) I think Of
you often, always think Of lovely
shinging things without wrinkles or
creases or spots. When you grow old
Marc, youu probably wear lavendar
and point lace and white silk stockings. l
And youu 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
,hin.
And, continued Karl Logan, your
house Is like you I've about lived
here this winter and I've never seen
lust on shelf or yesterdays news
papers lying about or ash trays with
smelly cigaret ends in them or soiled
aishes In the htchenette. You're 8
miracle. Marcia. and what mortal man
iares look up TO miracles2"
Marcia took her courage ia her two
linn, perfectly groomed hands.
You didn't look up, my dear" she
aid you stopped down-quite far
when you kissed me-"
Karl Logan shrugged as one who rids
himself Of troublesome garment and
urned from the window.
Il was waiting for you TO come IN,
Marcia" he said in 9 pleasantly con-
tone, x wanted 10 get your
factions on that line we're going tol
nut out next week. I've hired an extra
opy writer and I'd Like 10 put him TO
york on the promotion"
Marcia said: Give me time to catch
ny breath, Karl, and open my mail In
Ither words, come back ia half an
Iour and wen talk about reactions" .
CTo BE Continued