The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1936-04-24

those competition drawings. They have
to be presented in six weeks. don't
they? Little enough time, and I'll be
hanged if I can make the trip In to
toy var another S t day day.. With xha,,t my ~ d ssgs4a1
ideas than anyone else in the office;
could you come out to the country for
q couple of weeks and put in some
concentrated work on the preliminary
sketches? That is, Of course, if you
aren't tied up with anything important
In the evening""
I'D like to do it very much"
Good. That'd give you a month back
here, to supervise completion Of the
presentation drawings"
Francis Harden, along with six Of his
leading confereeS, was taking part In
a competition being held under the d.
rection of the American Institute Of
Architects for a group Of university
buildings in the middle west. Dormi-
tories, administration buildings, recre-
alton hall, chapel.
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 a
full-fledged diplzmj. After a brief ap-
premiership, as craftsman, in what
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. on1 cold SsSYN1U orGoro1lO RI hivn-
self:
well, then, come out Sunday eve
ming and we'll 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 it out, picked up the four
then folded it exactly as it had been,
and replaced it. "Now, my boy. there's
something 7 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
'The fact Of the matter is, I'VE a
very obnoxious daughter"
mo. It's a fact" the older man re-
iterated;- and then, because he was
perfectly willing to poke fun at him
self In front Of someone he liked: "Or
l do, that my daughter should be OBJ
us this out of office hours?"
Harden nodded. "Strictly man to
man, and damn delicate. You'd prob
ably have a new name for her-I STOP
ped trying to keep up with your mod
ern expressions about IS years ago
01lf IN mo ghnSC q uQnnn0
harelipped 200-pounder, looked relieved.
lot on the market"
mot like Gabrielle" Her father
mopped his brow. "Whew-the very
thought Of what she puts me through,
opens every pore. If my wife were only
nlving-do YOU know that I actually
mealsP o As though RI theSy weren't Mra w unapp my
thing enough with this newfangled
diet! Suitors follow me in the streets.
Mothers call me up and beg me to
make Gabrielle lay off. WHY, I want
you to know she actually has a black
cigaret box with a skull and crossbones
on top that she keeps fraternity pins
and gold footballs in"
"A sadist. no less!" said Kenneth
"Anything with pants on. Six or 60,
makes no difference. Nobody's safe.
You won't be safe, my boy, and that's
Just what I'm getting round to-"
Kenneth took advantage of a pause.
Me, I like to bring out the Cleopatra
IN my women. I don't care so much
about having 1t rammed down my
"That's what you think now. But
you'll swallow It all right, hook, line
and Sinker. I'll find Gabrielle's profile