The tribune independent of Michigan. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1933-1935, 1934-10-13

another affair coming between the
true love she had for Allen. In spite
OF everything. Jasmine WINGED with
an inward fear. Although she krew
before, he returned Richard would
be nearing abolescent and would
demand information on the where
aDoGts OF mis- father.
Time flew swiftly by and the
weeks that had Jagged at first de-
yeioped into months. At the end OF
first year jasmine found herself
poverty stricken although she had
made every effort TO secure posi-
ton. She was forced TO give up the
studio apt. for a back room OF
cheap boarding house. Unwisely
she had spent most OF Richards
gift money for rather expen-
sive clothes for the two OF them
and toys that she thought he was
entitled to.
II was crisp. windy day in
December one of~those days when
one welcomes the touch OF warm
food against the palate and snug,
woody garments hagging the body.
Jasmine mounted the steps OF the
City Trust Bank with a small bank
account book clutched tightly In
her hand. Ii was the last straw and
Jasmine shuddered with the know
leuge OF now soon ten dollars could
slip through her fingers. III II
wasn't Tor little Dick she could
haze made it somehow. Her pride
weiled up against any thought OF
accepting charity from any source
and yet life must 20 on.
a half an hour later she emerged
from the cold gray building thar
had always been brigh tower
rising up from 4 land OF hopeless
ness and now stood SO bleak and
cherries in the backgrounds She
maae n,r way through Tie thrOna
bat pdludcd Oriy-iaird street
Al ~ 4 ten Einu,cs wal, sae board
en q s,rr,t cn and started nv JON
ney toward her home. The C.r was
crowded and She swung onro an
empty strap. Suddenly She Was
aware ol someone watching her
intently and turned incunspicions
~ to find Cliff Martin. and old
friend and former high school class
mate standing very near her. She
smiled politely and hoped she
would have chance to speak To
him. She got off at Ramblau
Boulevard 10 get Crosstown car
and thrilled inwardly with delight
as she saw him among those who
AAh H.
pretended TO be unconscious of his
nearness but was not surprised
when she felt friendly hand slip
ping into hers.
why II II isn't little Jasmine
Ware grown up into a perfect
specimen of perfec womanhood,'
he said cheerfully. his peculiar
/ features wrinkling into frank.
boyish smile. Cliff Martin was not
J handsome. but his model winning
personality made him magnetic TO
those who knew him. Soon the two
of them were strolling down Ram
blau Boulevard. chatting gayly OF
old times. The bright, gay colored
shop windows were symbol of the
looming Yuletide season.
loor little Dick. 1t would be his
first real Christmas but here would
be no toys and lighted tree TO make
him clap his little brown hands in
childish glee
Somehow Jasmine felt ashamed
,of Mrs. Bixley's cheap boarding
house as she entered the dimly
lighted. poorly furnished living
room followed by Cliff.
is that Won Mrs. Foster" faint
voice called from the rear Of the
house and INT burly dark com
lpleXioned middlc-agcd woman. APP
p Il 7 e Il IN with tiny hoy
lpu ing at her apron Al the
sight OF Jasmine he came toddlins
'cross the room gurgling with de
light. He was very pretty in his
blue and white rnmpers and his
chubby little fingers rumpling his
mothers hair. his own being
mass OF extremely black curls tina
tumbled over his hcaG in style
Of It's own. His big bright eyes 50
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