The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1934-01-27
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GYPSY NORELL and TOM
WEAVER are married on the
same day rs LILA HOTALING
aud DEREK BLISS, but Lila ex-
poets tn live i'm luxury while
Gypsy keeps her job teaching in
settlement school.
Gypsy has To struggle TO keep
expenses within Toms income.
Another problem is Toms
jealousy OF wealthy MARKO
BSOJ CLIFTON who once asked
Gypsy to marry him and whom
they meet At the BiisSeS' home.
when the doctor tells Gypsy
she il to have baby she gives
up her Job. summer comes on and
il intensely hot. Gypsy and Tom
nOEc to n cottage on Long Island
owned by Il friend.
Lila makes an unexpected call
Mt the cottage. She seems restless
aud diScontented and for the first
time Gypsy Is sorry for her in
stead of enVyiaG her.
NOW 60 on WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER XXI
THE summer waned all toe
L swiftly. Blue days, golden
days there were in August, when
Gypsy flung her arms aloft for
sheer Joy in living; when there
was not a cloud in the sky; when
the borders blaZed with phlox and
larkSpur and zinnias: when the
nights were drenched with dew
and YOU Weakened to cool, scented,
blowy mornings.
There never was such a sum-
mer. The Morells came over from
Blue Hills in the shabby car and
there were picniCs on the grass
under the laden apple trees.
Steaks were broiled over the
crude outdoor oven. Tom rushed
home early, exulting in the luxury
of his own vine and fig tree. and
there were two wonderful weeks
VIXEN he was home altogether.
The corn ripened under the sun
along the highways. The fruit
hung heavy on the trees. Hay was
stacked in golden tents in the
fields. and on one gorgeous day
in late September GypSy's child
was born. She had been rushed
10 the city hospital the night be-
fore. For 10 long hours she had
writhcd in pain, digging her nails
into her flesh, trying to stifie the
cries that were wrung from her.
At S O'Clock the baby's wall
sounded and the watching young
husband, pacing the corridor out
side, sagged against the distem-
rcred walls in an agony OF relief.
Its over, it's over" he whis-
pered. When they allowed him in
TO see her an hour later she was
LYING white and seemingly broken
in the narrow bed. Only her eyes
were alive. moving alertly in her
tanned young face.
Tommy oh, darling.
Tears OF weakness ran down her
checks and his own eyes watered
in sympathy.
Was it so terrible, dearest"
He had her hands in his. His
eyes were rowing anXiously over
her dear. familiar features.
She shut her eyes, on a long
sigh. Let you see the baby?"
Not yet, honey. The nurse
said :"
A figure in striped and crack
ling cambria glided in. Times
up, Mr.. Weaver. This young lady
must get some sleep" And he
had TO go. after q kiss and a
whispered admonition.
She's all right, She's perfect
" fine" the doctor told him. "She
came through spleadidly." But
Tom was not convinced. His Office
mates rallied him robustly on his
grimness. "As if they knew what
it was all about" the poor fell
low thought witheringly, wincing
to think of the long night and
Gypsy'S smothered cries. But
afterward, when they brought the
child TO him that evening, and he
gazed upon him-his own SON
his spirits mounted. 1t was going
to be all right-it was going to
be all right! He and Gypsy and
the little fellow! Why, that was
an unbeatable combination.
S.TSN'T he the darlingest ?"
l. 1t was week later and
the baby, a bundle of pink blanket