The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1940-04-06
. SERIAL STORY
SIS A WEEK
n. I0IIISE HOLMES
Copyright. 1880. NEa Service. Inc

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little houses for rent. They have
gardens and little front porches.
VIII YOU take a chance with me.
Ann dearest? Win you? I'll hold
nv breath every time the postman
comes. Oh. Ann. I love you So
Ann dropped the letter. Il didn't
answer" she moaned. Paul. my
dearest-I didn't answer your let
ter II was a calamity OF the
most gigantic magnitude. Paul
had waited for the postman--
waited and hoped Tears ran
down AIMS cheeks. She opened
the second letter.
Dear Ann Paul had written.
Let me apologize for my impul-
sive letter of three weeks ago. You
were right to ignore it. absolutely
right. 1t was presumptuous OF me
to write such letter. You had
always been frank with me and
should have known better. Good
luck, Ann. hope you find all the
lovely things you want. Paul"
A maid tapped at the door of
AIMS bedroom. Dinner is served,
Miss Ann. Mr.. Temple and Miss
Irene are waiting"
Thank you. Letty-I'n be right
down" Ann spoke automatically
in strangled voice. She wiped
her eyes and crossed the hall to
the sitting room telephone. Paufs
letters had been written on Y. M.
c. A. stationery. She put in a call
for the Moline Y. NJ. c. A. "Oh,
God" she whispered, holding the
instrument with both hands, let
me reach him."
Then the clipped voice of the
operator. You are connected with
the Y. NJ. C. A. in Moline, Miss
Temple. They are paging Mr..
Hayden And, after a heart
breaking wait, He isn't in, Miss
Temple. I'll keep trying
Ann stood up, she paced back
and forth. II can't wait" she
murmured frantically. 1T may be
hours-I can't wait" She ran
down the stairs. Mr.. Temple and
Irene met her in the lower hall.
| Jrapa oa,,aa 10 ,N,aat hor
rs something wrong, darling ?"
she asked.
Ann burst into tears and Mr..
Temple put his arm around her.
whats all this ?" he asked wor-
riedly.
Its Paul" Ann sobbed. HE
wrote me four months ago-I just
got the letters today" She cried
stormily. He asked me TO marry
him-the sweetest letter-he said
he'd hold his breath till the post
man brought a letter-and l didn't
answer didn't answer"
Call him-right now" Irene
suggested practically.
"I did. He isn't in. Oh, dear"
She leaned her head on Mr., Tenn
Piles shoulder. He held her gently.
who is this Paul somebody ?"
he asked.
Paul Hayden" Ann explained
more clearly. He was only maxi
ing S25 a week. He went away
thought he went away because
he didn't care for me. That was
before I came here. I stopped this
afternoon to see girl where 1
used to live and she gave me the
letters" She raised her head. Her
eyes were shining. I'D rather
marry Paul than own the world
and / didn't answer his letter"
"Where is he ?" her uncle asked.
In Moline"
Where does he work ?"
Hes a floor man in the 10-cent
store"
Mr.. Temple rubbed his chin.
That's not a bad BERTH" he said.
THE smart ones work up to man.
agerships at good salaries. What
kind of a man is he. Ann ?"
Hes wonderful she said
simply.
Irene broke in. He really is,
Dad. danced with him at the
Athens Club-he's good looking
and a college man and awfully
nice"
Mr.. Temple shook his head, be-
wildered You never can tell
about girls" he said. Il thought
it was Steve"
Ann looked at him, her eyes like
twin stars. May I go to Moline,
Uncle John-tonight? I've got to
see Paul"
Ito Be Concluded)
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