The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1937-08-05

through the gates at the Newark
airport and beyond, the great
ship. with it's cabins lighted,
waited. People were saying good
by. There was a prevailing AIR OF
gaiety. She glanced up. There
were no stars tonight. Ihere
would be more rain.
She was hoping that there
would be a message for her from
Phil at the airport. There was
none, however. Every time a
messenger boy appeared she
waited for him to come to her.
None stopped. Oh surely the tele-
phone would ring before 1t was
time to leave the waiting room,
and it would be Phil-of course
it would ring!
1t didn't.
"We're taking off. Mrs. lrv-
ing" the junior pilot told her at
last.
"Thank you" She remembered
to smile.
So Phil was going to let her
90 out of his life without good
by. So simply as this, life, could
end. She drew deep breath,
threw her head high as though 1T
had carried crown and would
do so again, and stepped into the
shin. The motors were humming.
Miilicent was saying goodby to
Ronnie.
Then-an attendant came run
ming. "Mrs. Irving. Mrs. Irving"
he called. -,
Eyes, here ann Even to her
own ears her voice was shot with
glimmerings of wild, glad color,
Phil had not forgotten?
She accepted the message and
held tie yellow envelope care
fully as the ship glided down the
apron and took off. Up, up, up. 1t
had cleared the lower buildings,
1t was taking on ceiling. Now the
towers of Manhattan, at the side;
swung out of the dark night ana
the golden lights that Shone be-
low were part of the yellow car
net that covered the world. She
held the message tightly, afraid
TO open it. For n moment 1t was
sweet not TO know the contents:
AT last she tore the flap. A wild
terror seized her. Suppose-it was
not from Phil, Anne knew that
she was leaving and quite prob
ably Millicent had confided IN
Bruce. 1t was strange that Bruce
had sent no farewell token or
message. Quickly she opened the
telegram. When she saw the we'll
loved signature her heart became
Ouieter. She read: Darling, /
don't know how | missed you stop
forgive me stop you are a Jewel
stop phil ,
She did not know what she had
expected that note to say. After
all, there was little that it could
say. She felt let down and tired.
She would go to bed. She put
on her rust satin travelling pa
iamas, and stretched herself on
the cushions, thankful that this
ship had sleeping compartments.
Judith slept and when the
StewardesS called her half an hour
from Chicago, at 5 o'clock, she
arose quickly, dressed and evad-
ed newspaper contacts at the
airport. Word that she was aboard
had spread. The plane to the west
did not leave until II o'clock so
she and Millicent had a leisurely
breakfast of orange juice, corn
mullins with marmalade, crisp ba-
con and coffee. They were tired
of waiting long before noon. and
relieved to be in the air again.
The ship climbed higher and
higher, through blue sky and sun
light. while small towns and riv-
ers became part of a miniature
world far below. Tea was served.
Dinner. Night began. The plane
was due in Reno at 1927.
The sky had grown rougher as
twilight came and they neared
the Rockies. Judith felt the up
ward motion, sensed, the ship be-
ing caught in a gigantic wind,