The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1939-08-14
Q SERIAL STORY
WAR AND A WOMAN
BY BETTY WALLACE so.rs,ssT ,' Sc
CAST OF CHARACTERS
BY BETTY WALLACE

CAST OF CHARACTERS
LINDA sToRN-FeIl in love Win
her best friends fiance.
MARCIA kI>G->ayy girl. loved .
JIMMY CnoPER-NavaI flying in
stTuctor AZ Pensacola.
GEoRG 3 GAMER oN-Lindas
fiance.
Yesterday. Nearing Mobile Jimmy
tells Iinds fhey are foolish 10 try
10 fight their love. n j. better 20
hurt Marcia and George now than 10
wreck two marriages. 4 love you and
I must have seu."
CHAPTER TX
They said goodbye 10 each other.
Linda Storm and Jimmy Cooper,
on the windswept field where little
Jewels of lights outlined the far
boundaries Of the airport. The
great silver ship. with motors
idling, waited for her.
1t wasn't much of g goodby. His
hand held hers for an endless
space. his voice said, Remember,
Linda. This is not the end"
TITS got to be the end" she
jerked.
She ran up the steps and found
seat. She didn't want to peer
out Of the window, but she couldn't
help it. He was standing bare
headed in the night, his face set.
He waved to her. She saw the
shadow of the huge airliner run
ming along the side of a hangar.
Then the field was dropping away,
the lights below getting smaller
and smaller.
Even before the ship stopped its
slowing run on the field at Queens
vile, the next morning, Linda
made out Georges figure waiting,
there in front of the gate. She had
not slept all night, although her
seat was tilted back comfortably.
Too many things battled inside
her.
But now that she was home
again, the immediacy of her
fathers illness claimed her. How
is Daddy?" she asked breathless-
ly, when she and George were
face to face.
I'VE don't know yet George
was tired. His eyes, behind the
glasses, were red-rimmed. I've
been up with him all night. He
kept asking for you.'
A middle-aged, business i X
nurse opened the door to them
when they reached home. Linda
asked her swiftly, 'How's my
fcther?"
DIR. Logan will be here in a
few minutes. You can go right
up"
Linda brushed past her, raced
up the stairs. At the door of her
fathers room, she checked herself.
She must greet him with a smile.
Hello, Daddy" Her voice rang
out, almost gay, almost true in its
forced cheerfulness. What do you
mean by pulling a trick like this
the minute my back is turned ?"
But when she saw his white face
on the pillow, when she saw the
deep lines around his mouth etched
there by pain, her courage falter'
ed. How old he had become. How
weak, how spent!
Linda His voice was thread
Only his eyes were the same. Wise
and kind and holding world OF
love for her. Linda, my darling
She threw her arms around hi:
neck, remembering to be very
gentle. She hid her face.
How good to see you, Linda
I was afraid I'd never see yol
again"
Don't talk like that, Daddy,
she pleaded.
The nurse hustled in. wei
have no excitement, please, Pro
fessor Storm" she said crisply
I'm glad your daughter is here
but you know what l told you
about carrying on"
Nurse Rourke is Tartar
Linda whispered Daddy. Can
call my soul my own"
"Humph! Calling your soul YOU
own is Just what I'm here to hell
YOU keep on doing, I'll REMIND
you"
Evidently they knew each othel
well and thoroughly, despite theil
short acquaintance. Linda's eye'
stung, idiotically. 1t was so mucf
like Daddy to have little joke
with his nurse even at time like
this.