The Nome daily nugget., 1935-01-12

nAr of Fremont and Boylston streets at exactly five o'clock.
 He would, he said. leave the of ice early in order to get there. This would allow them plenty of time for dinner. without having to hurry.
 Barbara was thrilled.
 She thought he might have for gotten.
 The fact that he had voluntarily mentioned the great day increased her happiness 100 per cent.
 She kissed him tenderly and agreed to the time and place of the meeting.
 During the intervening days be- fore Friday Dick felt rather low.
 He hated to resort to such tricks; he hated to make Barbara unhappy if It could be prevented.
 She was so wholly lovable and trusting. Yet he must go through with 1t. It was the only way.
 She must be cured. And so when, at last, Friday rolled around, Dick left the office early as previously planned, but in- stead of driving in town toward the agreed meeting place. he turned his car toward the suburbs and home.
 He drove slowly, moodily. Once or twice he almost changed his mind, but the traffic was heavy and turning about would be diffi- cult.
 He parked his car in the garage which he rented. a couple of blocks from the house. and sat in 1t . few moments, tnhappily contemplating the blank wall ahead. 1t was now 6:15, and he judged that Barbara would just about be arriving at Fremont and Bolyston. He couldn't conceive of her being more than a quarter hour late on their anniversary. ss
 Presently he climbed from the machine, closed and locked the ga- rage doors, sighed heavily. and started home. It was, he reflected, going to be | pretty trying scene when they faced each other later that evening.
 He pictured her now, standing on the corner, looking about for him, an anxious expression in her brown eyes.
 He saw her garbed in her new gown, the dress she had bought and preserved for this occasion.
 He saw the eager anticipation ih her face; the growing disappolnt- ment and despair when he didn't come.
 "It's no more than she deserves" he told himself savagely.
 "I'll cure her once and for all of this habit of being late. She de- serves it!"
 Yet as he swung into the walk and unlocked the front door. feel ing of utter misery swept over him.
 He felt like d cad. sneaky, utter ly unhappy. He wished nightly that he had decided against the idea.
 It was an underhanded thing to do, a pretty low way of getting back.
 
 He entered the living room, flung his hat on the divan and slumped dejectedly into a chair.
 Guilt and shame and misery were written on his face. And suddenly he gave way to the urge he had been fighting against. He leaped to his feet, glanced dt his watch, discovered 1t was exact ly 5:35 and decided that if he hur- ried he could get in town in ten minutes. He could offer some ex- cuse. 4 fiat tire. Engine trouble. Anything to explain
 Abruptly he stopped, stared. swallowed, rubbed his eyes.
 The bedroom door had opened.
 Barbara stood there. fesplendent in her new gown, her hat on her head, gloves in her hands, bag tucked under her arm.
 At sight of him her eyes wid- ened. She rushed across the room.
 "Darlingl Oh, precious. how sweet of you to think of coming home to get me I wondered if you were intending to let me ride in on the dirty street cars And you got here just in time, too. was just about to leavel Another moment and I would have been gone" ]"
 Dick stared and blinked and tried to adjust his confused thoughts.
 Five thirty-five his watch had said.
 And she was just about to leavel And on their anniversary, tool
 Rage seized him.
 He opened his mouth to speak, checked himself. saw her big brown eyes looking at him so tenderly, So lovably, so adorably.
 A feeling of helplessness. utter. stark heiplessness took possession of him. He wondered what he'd better do. wondered what he could