The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1937-08-19


penalties. no further. Equally un'
fortunately no one enlightened
Ann Hutchinson. the aforesaid
sweetest, etc. Kansas Cornfields
number, about this cruel naval
regulations. All Academy "drags"
were supposed to know same.
So. after the thrills, the singing
shouting, marching, distribution
of diplomas, cap throwing, the
dancing, the whole blue and gold
pageant that fills an Annapolis
graduation day, Ann found herself
pinioned against Sans brass but
tons.
A LONG WAIT
Sans football arms squeezing
the life out of her, Sans lips
pressed tenderly on hers she
breathed, Yes" That was in an
swer to Sans direct question:
will you marry me, Ann?"
"Of course, waiting those two
years thatll be tough"
Sam Marlin. VIII at do you
mean?" demanded Ann pushing
back.
"It's-it's all wash ngt o MS
fault" he spluttered.
What in heavens name has
George Washington"
Not George. honey. The Secre-
tary of Navy in Washington. He
says no midshipman can marry
for two years after graduation;
makes us all sign up on that strict
understanding. Gosh, I'd marry
you this minute; honest"
well" cried Ann, Indignantly,
mo self-respecting girl wants a
boy on the installment plan, TAX
ing his love in monthly payments
for two years before she owns hmi.
NOT FOR AN ADMIRAL
Sam pleaded, begged, besought
Ann to reconsider. AIMS chin
took a more scornful title.
A week later-the day he was to
start on his midshipman's cruise
when his football trophies ar
rived from Ann, Sam saw a ray
of hope.
This called for a letter. That
letter began a correspondence that
stands today as a postal record
unbeaten in Lawrence, Kan. From
every port touched, Sam mailed
at least one, sometimes four, and
once seven letters to Miss Ann
Hutchinson.
At the end Of a year he was
transferred to the U. S. Cruiser
Raleigh.
Now the Raleigh lay at anchor
in Billefranche, the Riviera's
pockethandkerchief harbor. The
two years that stood like wall
between Sam and Ann were
rapidly nearing their end.
WALKS OUT
Monte Carlo, Sam decided, rated
lengthy letter. He took the bus
for the casino. not with any inten-
ton Of gambling as that vice out
ragged his Kansas conscience. The
sight Of 20 franc chips piled high
on winning numbers left him I'M
moved.
He stopped dead. one foot
dangling in the air. Babbling inco-
herently, he started trotting across
the road.
The chocolate soldier in sky-blue
uniform and Christmas tree trim
mings who directs traffic in front
Of Monte Carlos casino saved Sam
from stumbling under Nice.Men-
tone autobus.
ICOULD KISS YOU!
''1t's Ann" the midshipman was
shouting as he surged across to the
garden. TITS Ann Hutchinson.
Little Ann: gosh" His face regis
tered a fusion of ecstasy, tender
ness, bliss.
Ann rose up from the green
bench.
Why, Sam Marlin, I could kiss
you"
Wrapped in one another, the
two forgot Monte Carlo com.
pletely.
LEFT NE $1,000
and how come find YOU
here?" asked Sam finally.
Uncle Judson passed on. was
his tavorite." Ann endeavored to
look dutifully affected. He left
me a thousand dollars. So I de-
cided to see the world; anyway
some of it,"
"All alone?"
"Uh-huh. I guess a girl from
Kansas can take care of herself"
"But-but," Sam spluttered, i'm.
aginlng the dangers besetting his
corn-fed queens. "how do you get
aloug?"
"Marvelously. Everybody is Just
dandy. Why in Paris boy took
me all around the exposition-and
then to the funniest places"
"S-a-a-ay!" Same boiled at the
thought of Ann exposed to the
wild life Of Paris. Who was this
boy?"
Il don't know. He saw me read.
ing a guide-book
Gosh. Ann, don't you know
that's dangerous? Letting a boy
pick you up. This is Europe
Boys you meet here aren't like
American boys. They're-they're
-" Sam hesitated to enlighten
Ann further. Grave apprehension
filled his eyes.
Il think French boys are just
dandy. Even the fortune teller
was sweet. He told me I was go.
ing to meet YOU" Ann widened