The Nome daily nugget., 1935-02-02

| = as oatOn, CdLHe III anu Queried affably:
 "Well, my boy, what's the good word?"
 The Japanese beamed and came to stop by Marks chair, holding forth a small silver salver on which lay several letters.
 "Mail of the afternoon having ar- rived, sir. I bring only those with writing that have familiarity" he added. "Others from studio are leaving in sacks, as per the usual"
 "Ah-lots of fan mail today, eh2 Seems to get larger all the time. We'll, let's see the personals" '
 Satoh handed him the top letter from the tray, saying:
 Excuse, please-this one pretty extra important l suggest"
 The actor glanced at the small, neat script in purple ink and took it eagerly.
 "I should say sol Anything from Anita always comes first, and. We'll, I'll be hanged! A San Fran cisco postpark. That's queer; she didn't say anything Saturday about going up. Now I wonder what.
 His voice trailed off as he slit the flap, drew out the single sheet of paper and unfolded 1t.
 There were only three lines of writing:
 "Darllng: Meet me in the Hotel Admiral lounge at ten Tuesday eve ming. I think we can arrange what we planned. Hastily, Anita" 9
 Mansfield bounded out of the chair, all casualness gone from his manner, and cried:
 "Great Scott! Satoh-get an ov- ernight bag ready, quick!"
 The valet scurrled away without question.
 Mansfield strode to the phone and dialed. I0
 "What time," he asked, when con nection was made, "does the next plane leave for Frisco? And can one of your cars go direct from the field to the Hotel Admiral7 .. All right-hold a seat for me. What? .. Oh-er-J. R. Johnson"
 
 Dashing into the room where Satoh was packing gladstone, the actor said exultantly:
 "Wen, after I return from this trip there'll probably be- three. of us here. How does that strike you2"
 The Oriental showed wide row of gleaming teeth.
 'T think pretty too nice for you. Miss French very fine quality girl, all right. But how's about her fa ther which don't like actors and you special7"
 Mark spun around with sud- den look of comprehension, ex- claiming:
 "Of course-her father: I'd for gotten about him. That makes 1t all clear. She's gone up there to escape his interference and prob ably plans that we'll fly to Nevada for the wedding. Swellw
 Half an hour later Mansfield stepped from his limousine at the terminal entrance of Grand Central airport and approached the ticket window.
 Preservation for J. J. Johnson" he said.
 The man behind the grating stared at him and then smiled in recognition. ~r
 "Yes, sir-only 1t was ]! B., Mir. Mansfield"
 "Oh, all right" the actor replied with mock resignation; tits getting 50 I can't do anything on the quiet any more." '"That's because of your great popularity. sir; every one knows you. Going north for. personal appearanceT
 Mansfield's buoyant mood over balanced his customary reticence.
 "Well, I'll tell you," he confided, taking his ticket and change; tits sort of private one. I'm going to be married" Immediately he knew regret. The eyes of the ticket clerk widened with surprise and an al- most avaricious delight.
 Turning hastily away to avoid further talk, Mark strode toward the waiting plane. As he did so, the other man grabbed up a telephone and spoke excitedly into its mouth piece: MGiun mn thn E-npninn. oi4