The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1938-06-11

I
Iove-and kept it!
JOE UNPARALLELED new
places, new jobs, new girls.
HELEN-fcll in love--hard
once.
Yesterday: The climax comes
when Terry defies her relatives
at home, tells them she and Joe
are going to be married Joe 10
shocked! But it is too late.
-. CHAPTER XII
He moistened his lips, rocking
little on the seat, looking at her.
She watched his face, fascinated
He did not say anything.
Joe" she said suddenly.
LETS get out of here" he
snapped, and got up abruptly.
She followed him outside the
shop. She stood in uncertainty on
the sidewalk beside him while. ne
looked up the street and down
the street, rocking little, omi-
nously rocking, his face unread
able.
Then he heard her make a
queer sound, and he looked at her
sharply. She was crying as she
stood there, quietly, almost sound
lessly crying. He did not make
move, staring at her. She did
not look at him, but she, slowly
turned and walked off down the
street, alone.
He had never seen her cry. She
looked forlorn and alone to an
intensity of loneliness such as he
had never seen either. He knew
what loneliness was. He knew
what happiness was. He knew
what it was to have happiness
snatched from your grasp, wan
tonly, by needless life.
Loneliness was creeping over
him as he stood there. and she
drew farther and farther away,
not looking back. Once he would
not have recognized it.; now he
knew it all too well, clammy and
cold. The anger drained out of
him. down through his very feet
into the insenate earth. p
He set out after her at a quick
pace. .......
When he caught up with h.
and fell into stride he gripped her
hand hard. "Cut il he told her.
"Stop that" +. .. - - -
Obediently, abruptly, the sob
bling ceased. She walked by BIS
side, very still. He went on. hold
ing the hand hard. =. =
"All right" he said. 81 think
you're nuts and I'm no, better.
I'll take, it on" -.
The small hand in his gave a
convulsive start and gripped him
hard in return, "You mean you'll
marry me?" '.. .,.. - ~.
81 think we're out of our heads,
So we might as well get mar
ried." s.. . j..
And there was a sudden CULVER
ing breathles radiance III the dusk
beside him. . ...,...... ~.
They walked together long
time. Neither one went home.
They walked through the dusk in
to the darkness of the night. They
stopped at a lunch wagon and
perched on stools and ate ham
burger sandwiches while a tenor
voice came over the radio sing
ing song that shook them
strangely and that they would al
ways associate with just that mo-
ment. The announcer said it was
the "Barcarolle" from "The Tales
of Hoffman" -.
1t was not with difficulty that
Joe was shaken; his entire being
tremhled with a tension. He was
afraid, nightly afraid; he was
haunted by poignancy, by the
ghosts of an old passion that
trooped invisibly around. And he
was humbled. He was humbled
by the clear, calm abiding Joy that
he had unwittingly called into be-
ing, that walked and sat and
dreamed beside him, wanting
nothing more forever.
That happiness was so cruel
He was responsible for it, and it
mastered him, and its mastery was
like a clutching of his flesh with
barbs. He had known happiness,
and he had known grief and desc
lation, and they had unnamed