The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1939-01-07
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shooting. Not because of her
beauty but because she had dared
at last to face the challenge Of life
without il.
Scar on Cheek
They were not easy-those days
which followed-when the curl
osity of a town which had never
approved of her had to be ignored.
The scar on her check might be of
no Importance to those who loved
her, but to those who didn't--and
there were many of them-it was
source of secret satisfaction.
A moral justification and fas-
cinating topic of conversation. At
last that wild Angela Heath had
gotten what was coming to her.
How do you suppose it happened
Was it true that some man had
shot her because she had gone out
with someone else 6? Up to her old
tricks Just as she used to be with
Louis Brown, only this time she
hadn't gotten by with 1t.
Nobody dared to question Anna
Heath, and Dan Armstrong, who
was the only person outside the
family who knew the truth, had
refused to discuss it. but where
there was smoke there was fire.
And how about that other story
which had seeped into local gossip
like slowly escaping poison gas
Who was the woman in the furs
and high heeled shoes who had
taken room at the hotel and
been seen leaving the Heath home
just before Milton had the stroke
Could it be possible, as some
one had said, that she was An
gela's mother who hadn't died at
all but had deserted her baby
years ago to run away with an
other man?
No word of this was said to her
but Angela could feel the hostility
in their glances suddenly averted
or hotly curious. They asked
about her father but so far as she
herself was concerned she might
have been a ghost returned to
haunt her former home.
Their attitude was not so diff
ferent than it had always been but
she was more sensitive to II. Once
1t hadn't mattered TO her what
anyone thought. Now 1t did. She
longed for friends but apparently
she had none. The girls who had
feared her competition no longer
had reason to pretend. And the
boys. even those who had begged
her for dates, did not so much as
telephone
Gossip Bnzzed
But although gossip buzzed in
barber shop and sewing circle the
weekly paper printed only that
Our respected citizen, Milton
Heath, is recovering rapidly from
his recent illness
The fact contained in this brief
notice was more important to An
gela than any amount of SANDER.
She spent most Of her waking mo-
ments wooing him back TO health
with a gentle tenderness which
never failed. The nurse was dis
missed and Angela, under Daniels
orders, learned the JOY OF putting
new life into one SO near the end
that he could not have fought the
battle alone.
Day by day, under the compan
ionship and ministrations of the
one he loved so much, Milton
Heath improved. The color re-
turned to his cheeks and little by
little he regained the partial use
of his arm. When he was discour-
aged as he sometimes was, her gay
spirits never failed to revive him.
Anybody would think l was a
baby" he grumbled as she helped
him into a wheel chair.
well, you are. My baby. And
YOU love it," she declared, parking
him before the window where he
could look out upon the snow
covered lawn,
Old Shoes
As she stood beside him. flock
of automobiles tore down Main
street honklng wildly. hhe last
one in the procession was dec
GRATED with old shoes and white
banners announcing, JUST MAR
RIED."
That must be the bride and
bridegroom. Milton said.
Angela did not ask what bride
and bridegroom, because for over
a week the town had been talking
about the approaching marriage
of Evelyn Morris and Leslie Bsx-
ter. Such a fine young couple and
just suited to each other. Evelyn
was one OF the incest girls in town
and Leslie would make her a good
husband and have plenty OF
money, too.
She had always loved HIM and