The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1938-12-23
y SERIAL STORY
2 SKIS THE LIMIT
BY ADELAIDE HUMPHREYS

Hadn't she seen how different he
was from all their friends?
Had Corey only realized that
very difference was what drew
! Sally TO Dan. II was far more
than Just pity or remorse. 1t was
something that lay within this odd
{ boy himself. his fine courage. his
high principles, his simple non
eSty.
Sally was to hear her father
praise Dan for much those same
qualities few days after her
birthday party.
This young Reynolds is get
ting along very WE'LL" Sam Blair
informed his daughter, during
their twilight stroll. Il talked with
Frank Devons today and he said
the lad certainly is worker.
Steady, conscientious, ambitious.
He is bound to make good. Just
to show you the sort of stuff the
lad has, Devons says that Dan
walks back and forth to work
every day-and it's hike of sew
eral good miles, too!-but that's
only the beginning. 1t seems that
instead of taking the elevator
Reynolds climbs those seven
flights of steps, day after day.
Whatever makes him do that:
Sally asked. If only her father
knew how his words of praise
warmed her heart, how proud
they made her of Dan.
1T seems" Mr.. Blair explain
ed, that Doctor Hartford told
the boy it was entirely up to him
whether his leg ever got as good
as it was again. Hartford told the
lad he would lose that limp in
time if he made up his mind to
it. And it also seems" Sam Blair
chuckled, "that the boy is bound
to prove the great surgeons
words. He's out to get the best
of that-and, unless ! miss my
guess, the lad. will do it,"
That was the best thing Sally
had heard in all her life. That
one day Dams leg might be the
same as it had been, that he
might walk as he had before.
That would mean that one day
Dan might ski again, too! This
thought was so tremendous, so
wonderful that Sally was almost
afraid to allow herself to think
about it. Though maybe if she
believed it hard enough, maybe
if she borrowed some of Dams
high courage and faith, this. pray
er would be answered.
"By the way" her father add
ed, as they went indoors, Il ask
ed Devons to send young Rey-
nolds out tomorrow night with
some papers for me. / thought
when the lad came you might
want to be here" There was a
twinkle in her fathers fond look
at this. A twinkle that deepened
as he saw the lovely color flood
ing Sally's face, the tell-tale de-
light that frightened her dark
eyes.
Sometimes" Sally said, 81
think you're the best Dad that
ever lived" She stood on tiptoe
to give him a fierce squeeze, a
warm caress. 81 shouldn't tell you
that though" she added, dimpling.
".You know I've been spelling you
lately"
She fluffed up the pillow in his
big chair, pulled up stool, sat
down to unlace his heavy shoes,
to hand him his slippers, now that
their walk was, finished. This was
a little loving service she per-
formed each evening.
"Turn about is fair enough"
her father declared. How he en-
joyed being spoiled! And he used
to think this daughter of his was
wrapped up only in her own
young frivolous thoughts and
plans. They had got very close
these past few months from the
time Sally had insisted she was
not going back to school. that she