Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1936-04-18

those competition drawings. They have
4 TO be presented in six weeks. dom
i they2 Little enough time, and III b
hanged II / can make the trip Ia &
town another day, with my doggons
toe. You know more about my genera
IDEAS than anyone else IN the Office.
could you come out TO the country fos
g couple Of weeks and put in some
concentrated work on the preliminary
sketches2 That Is, Of course. If you
aren't tied up with anything important
in the evening"
'I'd like to do 1t very much"
Good. That'd give you month back
here, to supervise completion Of the
presentation drawings"
Francis Harden, along with six Of his
leading conferees, was taking part in
q competition being held under the d.
rection Of the American Institute Of
buildings IN the middle west. DOrmi-
tories, administration buildings, recre-
alton hall, chapel.
Though Kenneth was not his head
designer, Mr. Harden considered him
his best. After completing an archi-
tectural course at Cornell, with prac-
tical experience garnered during the
summers, he spent four years at the
Ecole deS Beaux-Arts and was now q
full-fledged diplzmj. After a brief APP
premiership, as craftsman, In what
was known as MIR. Harden's short
haired department, he became a de-
signer and let his hair grow-figura-
lively.
Old Francis had had his eye on him
for some time. Deliberately singing him
out to work hand In hand with on this
proposition was a distinct token Of con-
fidence in his ability. Kenneth realized
It and said, Holy mackerell" to him
self.
'well, then, come out Sunday eve
ming and Wen get to work in earnest
in the morning. Now, my boy" Mr.
Harden cleared his throat. He removed
the handkerchief from his vest pocket,
examined the gray and black mono
gram, shook 1t out, picked up the four
corners and made a little parachute,
then folded it exactly as it had been,
and replaced 1t. Nov, my boy, there's /
something feel It rather my embar- |
RAISING duty TO speak to you about"
Immediately, with some anxiety, |
Kenneth began casting about in his /
mind as to what had become Of his /
sketch OF Old Man Harden as a faun. /
very obnoxious daughter"
Kenneth grinned.
No. It's fact, the older man re-
lterated; and then, because he was
perfectly willing to poke FUN at him
self in front Of someone he liked: ~Or
perhaps you don't think it's as odd as
DO, that my daughter should be OBJ
noxious"
''Is this out Of office Flours2"
Harden nodded. Strictly man to-
man, and damn delicate. You'd prob
ably have new name for herr stop
ped trying to keep UP with your mod
I'm expressions about IS years ago
'ut TO me she's a vamp"
Kenneth, who'd had visions Of a
larelipped 2O0-pounder, looked relieved
That's not too terrible. There are a
OF on the market" i,
mot like Gabrielle" Her father
nopped his brow. "Whew-the very
bought Of what she puts me through,
pens every pore. If my wife were only !
iving--do you know that / actually
lave detected young men with my I
meals? AS though they weren't unappe-
ling enough with this newfangled
ietI Suitors follow me In the streets. I
dothers call me up and beg me to {
make Gabrielle lay off. Why, I want I
GU 70 know she actually has a black !
igaret box with skull and crOssbones
n top that she keeps fraternity pins (
nd gold footballs in" 4
a sadist, no leSsl" said Kenneth /
sughing e
Anything with pants on. Six or so.
lakes no difference. Nobody's safe r
'ou won't be safe, my boy, and that's /
ist what I'm getting round TO-"
Kenneth took advantage Of a pause.
Me, like to bring out the Cleopatra c
! my women. don't care so much b
bout having it rammed down my b
lroat." e
That's what you think now. But .
1un swallow it all right, hook, linel b
40 sinker. Ill find Gabrielle's profile d