The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1941-07-04
FOOTSTEPS
TN THE FOG
n, FIr>oRE cowAN sTONT

NeFsihe pam HIl4e - AAAA4 sa=4.N
that the people find the things
IN the most improbable places
under doormsts. in their laundry
bags Of wrapped around milk
bottles. FOR instance. It's said
that they have even been slipped
under pillows and into pockets n
the most exalted Max circles.
Indeed >" stephan said hlsndly.
Bu, that seems a rather reckless
form of practical joke don't YOU
think ."
Well. It's a kind n reckless
ness that seems = have gone over
IN big way with the masses. Ac-
cording 10 the story. one bright
lad who slipped tract into a
German generals glove became
Public Hero Number One over
night. It seems that ne had been
thumbing his nose at the secret
police for - long without their
being able 70 put the finger on
him that he was nicknamed Der
Poltergeist'
'Poltergeist' - Deborah echo
ed from the magazine rack.
That's supposed to be some kind
Of malicious spirit that goes around
pinehing people. isn't it,
Well. he seems to have been
pinching some Of them all right
where il hurt. They say
some Of the pamphlets have been
printed in this country; and |
understand Mr. Won Thamann
Angelas eyes were dangerously
innocent that your secret
agents are very busy trying 10
find out who the boys are whovs
been doing the homework here
Y see" Stephans tone was
still gravely polite; but his eyes
danced wickedly. And you hoped
that I might be big hearted
enough TO tell you what they nave
found out? But even if I were
as well informed as you seem 10
think oh, well, l suppose I might
as wei give up say. Miss Silva.
would you mind telling me how
you found me out ."
oh" Angela announced coolly,
we all knew this summer that
you hadn't come all the way over
here Just to read poetry
So All Of you" His
grin vas quite open now. Then
you no doubt also know that IN
my bag upstairs are documents
containing the darkest secrets Of
your War Department
say. do hope you won't give me
away. You see. it's devlish i'm
portsnt 10 me to get away with
them without losing my own
head"
For a brief instant Angela ex-
smined him behind narrowed lids.
Then she laughed.
You certainly can look as COM
pletely dead-pan az anyone l ever
knew" she said. Anyhow, I'd
stake my head that when you go
home and turn in your report.
/ Mr.. Poltergeist,' or some other
poor reckless devil in the circula-
ton department over there is CO.
/ ing TO find himself in a concen-
tration camper worse.
Perhaps" Suddenly there was
m more laughter in stephans
eyes. and his mouth was grim.
But after all he took that risk.
did he not He must have known
what he was in for"
"Well"- Angie got To her feet
George Washington took few
risks too, thank God, Don't
bother to look any more, Dehhy,
think III go home and read the
Bill OF Rights"
Al the doorway she stopped.
BY the way. Debby.' she said,
remember that fishermans ditty
you were asking about that night
lin California 49,. The one about
the fog e. Well. the rest of its
just come to me. Altogether. 1t
goes something like this
III fated is that which comes out
OF the fog.
For in the end II must return
whence IL came.
/ And never can II come again
Unless It is drawn by a spell
Which neither Heaven nor earth
nor sll the powers Of dark
ness may break
. She went out. little secret
smile upon her lips,
So your little friend thinks I'm
a dangerous character ." Stephan
said. After this when she IL
around I must take care TO look
as desdpot as possible but no.
he broke off al Deborah's inyolun-
tary giggle. Il SEE that 'dead-pot'
Is not the correct usage. I fear
shall never learn.
He vas laughing but his laugh
ter was not entirely spontaneous.
So Angie had got under his
skin.
on the dinner table we're can
dies IN the great branching can
dlesticks which mad been a we'd
ding eft n Deborahs great
grandmother. set or the lace cloth
which Bridge produced enly On
state occasions. and the cherished
: old Iovett china all for the
Captain
Yet il was through Bridge that
dinner almost ended in social as