Glacier County chief. [volume] (Browning, Mont.) 1931-1940, 1940-07-26

the house and lining up at the t.
bles. Only in the library the doors
were closed and silence was main
tanned, for there the elect were to
listen to the returns. Loudspeakers
had been set up in other parts Of the
house, too, but not much attention
was paid to them. except that every
mention Of Senator Slopshire"
brought cheers and a demand for
one more toast.
Adele, catching Limpy's eye, sum.
moned her to a corner Of the corrt
dor with a suggestive Tilt Of silken
lashes.
Darling" she whispered, every
body says it is a landslide for Uncle
Lancy. Len must be sick-just sick!
The Governor is out and Len will
not have a job and-don't you think,
darling, 1t would be nice for me to
slip over to the Governors mansion
minute and-sort Of cheer him
up?"
You'll get your picture takenl"
warned Limpy.
"Oh, no I won't. I'll change into
my wind-up costume; nobody's seen
that; and they don't know me SO
well over there. I'll wear a dark
veil. Only Len will recognize me
and he'll hold them off,"
well, as a holder-off, wouldn't
call him tops myself" said Limpy.
II feel SO sorry for him, darling.
I've made it awfully hard for him,
and even Aunt Olympia says it
wasn't his fault. Maybe my con-
science hurts"
maybe it's just your heart" said
Limpy. There's some kind of tie
up between Them"
"But think how much better he
would feel-just to see me-and
know that everything's going to be
all right"
YOU'RE wanted on long distance"
interrupted Hilda Grossly. 1.-THE both
Of you. It's Iowa."
"Helen!"
The girls raced upstairs to the
study telephone. Adele, being old
er, took the receiver. "Hello-dar-
ling!" she said.
adele, is Linpy there? Are
you all right? How is the Sena-
tor coming along?"
"Oh, fine. A landslide, they say"
Listen, darling. Get Limpy close
to the phone, SO she can hear, too.
The returns won't begin coming in
here for three or four hours, but
Brick and I are going to get mar
ried. Right away, girls. I wanted
you here, but-we want to do it now,
so we will be together-however it
goes. At eight O'Clock, girls. So at
eight o'clock, you slip off and say
little prayer for Brick and me,
will you? You'd better not tell Aunt
lie till tomorrow. can imagine what
a wreck she is! Wasn't Limpy's
speech great? Everybody is crazy
about it out here Adele,
know you and Len will get together
again, but-tell Limpy-she is to
come and live with US. Brick wants
her, too. It may be Congress and
it may be the same old grocery
store. But we want Limpy. Don't
forget, girls. At eight"
The girls waited. And a little be-
fore eight, they went upstairs to-
gether and closed the door of their
room and locked it. They both stood
up, holding hands, and at eight
o'clock, Adele said, God bless Hell
en- and Brick" and Limpy said,
"Amen." And then they wept, but
happily, in each others arms.
AS a matter of fact, Helen was
not married till full hour later,
for the girls had forgotten the differ
ence between Eastern Standard and
Central time, but already their low
ing prayer had gone winging on its
way.
Then Adele, wrapped in a long
dark cape over her expensive wind
up costume, with a dark veil shield
ing her face under the jaunty felt
hat, kissed Limpy and smiled.
"Adele, if I could only 60 with
you'll" pleaded Limpy. ut makes me
very nervous for you to go off alone
on such an exciting night
"You have to stay, darling. If
Auntie sees you she won't miss me.
I shan't be gone long; just long
enough to tell him it's all right"
1.-THE reporters'n catch you if you
don't watch out"
"Ill watch out. Anyhow, it's too
late now to lose the election
Adele slipped quietly out and Linz
py was left alone; alone, except
for the Senator and Aunt Olympia
and the reporters and publicity men
and some two or three hundred
noisy guests. But she felt very
much alone. She went in and stood
close to Aunt Olympia. She looked
small and her impish sparkle had
faded to plaintive usefulness.
Don't you feel well, Limpy?" de-
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