Breckenridge American (Breckenridge, Tex.), Vol. 28, No. 121, Ed. 1 Tuesday, June 1, 1948 Page: 3 of 6
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XXI
TESSICA dressed rapidly. late for
,her engagement with David,
woke Betsy and hurried her into
her clothes and across the street
where Doris was busily engaged
cleaning out her closets.
"Bill's coming home/* said Doris
over her shoulder. "After the
training he's had in the Navy hell
expect to have the place looking
shipshape, won't he? I got oft
early this afternoon. I'm not go-
ing back to work until Monday
so if you want me to keep Betsy
any time—"
Jessica smoothed Betsy's ruffled
curls. "II will not be long now
until we leave here," she said con-
fidently.
"Any further word from Tom?"
Doris frowned at a spot on a man's
cheap sports "coat and removed the
coat from its hanger. Betsy ran
about eagerly investigating the
contents of a box Doris set on the
floor for her to examine.
Jessica stood in the doorway
stripping her gloves through her
nervous hands. "No," she said,
"but he's due home any day now.
I'm planning to leave just as soon
as I can after he arrives."
Doris shot her a glance. "You
think it will be easy?"
"How can he keep me?"*
Doris shrugged. "I've never
known anyone more stubborn than
Tom Blake, unless it is his daugh-
ter."
Jessica left with that, stifling
her own doubts as she took the
bus, and wishing that she had
abided by her first decision not to
see David.
DUT Just seeing him dispelled all
doubts. It was tun to have a
handsome, broad-shouldered man
come-forward to greet you eagerly.
Exciting to read the gleam in bis
bright eyes.
"You look wonderful today," he
said, and his eyes darkened. "But
this is no place to tfll a woman
that you love her."
Jessica said, "I'm a fool to see
you after begging you not to call
me, David."
"Such a lovely fool."
"David, I'm scared," she said.
"Scared?"
"Of myself. I can't explain ex-
actly. Maybe I'm trapped by a
sense of duty. Maybe I'm infected
with a feeling of obligation %ich
makes me fear I won't have the
strength to oppose Tom when he
comes."
"What do you mean, exactly?"
"I'm afraid of Tom's mother,
David. Really, I'm not being silly
about this." She told him about
the scene that afternoon and David
listened gravely.
"It's probably just as well that
she knows the truth," he said.
"Why not tell her quite frankly
that you plan to divorce her son?"
"I couldn't" Jessica shivered.
"There will be unpleasantness
enough later. Besides, 1 owe it to
Tom to tell him first."
There were so many things Jes-
sica wanted to discuss with David
that afternoon. Mrs. Blake's grow-
ing influence with Betsy, her at-
tempt to awaken Betsy's interest in
her father, her own uneasiness.
But there were eager plans for
the future to discuss, too. Already
David had requested a leave of
absence. Possibly he might be
sent abroad for his firm, and it
was not impossible that he could
combine business and a honey-
moon.
Events moved swiftly these
days. Rationing was abandoned
on many things, regulations lifted.
Was it imDossible that he and Jes-
sica take a wedding trip on a clip-
per to Europe?
She found herself alarmed by
David's indifference to any ob-
stacle which might arise to pre-
vent the fulfilment of these plans,
plans which seemed fantastic and
unreal as Jessica listened.
• •
'FHEY drove deep into the park
where David had surprised her
that day in October. He stopped
the car and indicated the bench
where she had sat so lonely, never
dreaming that she would see again
the man she had talked with at
the airport—David. Odd now, to
think of David as a stranger.
"There was never a doubt in
my mind about you from the first
moment 1 saw you, Jessica," he
said. "You were lovely then—you
are beautiful now. That's because
you belong to me."
But she didn't belong to David
—not yet
She couldn't bear to discourage
him when he pleaded with her to
let him hotd her in his arms.
All wrong, she knew, knew with
an odd and growing sense of ap-
prehension, a strange presenti-
ment that they were crowding
their luck.
"David," she spoke his name
brokenly, her heart torn by a
great fear.
David said, "You're crying. This
is no time to cry. Look, darling,
tell me why you are afraid."
She only clung to him, unable
to put into words her feeling, un-
willing to spoil this hour with
doubts and apprehensions. Beset
by a sense of bereavement, she
lifted her face to meet his good-
by kiss.
Maybe she lacked courage. May-
be weakness explained her failure
to have the hope David held that
they would soon be happy to-
gether. Possibly she was a coward,
unable fo make the right decision.
Why else should she stand and
look after David's car as it drove
away, wanting to cry out and beg
him to take her with him?
Jessica was obsessed by a feeling
of deep despair which haunted
her all that evening. There were
so many obstacles between her
and the new 'happiness David con-
sidered so certain.
(To Be Continued) 5t
Hotel De
For Mexico City
MEXICO CITY <C.K' —One of the
largest and most modern hotels in
Latin America is scheduled to ue
opened here June 1.
It is the Hotel de Prudo, an 11-
story building with BOO rooms and
65 suites. It has enough murals and
art work to oualify it as an art
gallery and will be a vitual city
within a city when completed.
The managing director, Luis
Osio, said accommodations will in-
cludt everything from single runn
to grand suits having three bed-
rooms, three baths, living room,
dining room, library and smok'nyr
room. Osio clainm that on two
rooms in the hotel are exactly
alike.
The modernistic public artists as
have murals by :-ucH wltio ■
Diego Divera: the Fr,""*s
Marcita Bloch; arid Pierre Vail
Parys Bourdelle, and the Mexicans
Roberto Montenegro and Miguel
Vovarrubias.
An indoor swimming pool, a spa-
cious roof garden and a stive
level arcade including restaurant,
coffee shop, soda fountain, gift -
shops, stores, barber shops, beauty
shops, flower shop, etc., also are in
the building. *
TUESDAY, JUNE i,1948— BRECKENRIDGE AMERICAN—9
Flowers
Occasions
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Drive by the Brecken-
tidge Floral Co. and
see part of our wed-
ding equipment on dis«
play in our window.
BRECKENRIDGE FLORAL
W. Walker St. Across from Hospital Phone 4
Stan Batinski. six-year and senior member of the professional De-
troit Lions. supervises early football for his four-year-old son, Mike.
The former Temple guard conducts a Detroit trucking business
during the off-season.
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of fear. UnvM U uttre everything
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XXII
T UCY was different. She would
come home from work and
make a listless effort to eat her
® supper, help with the dishes as
usual, and sit down with a book
or her sewing. But her thoughts
were not upon the book. She
would drop the sewing in her lap
and stare vacantly across the room
'-■" at nothing in particular.
Her gray-blue eyes mirrored
alarm when Jessica asked her one
evening, "What's wrong with you,
Lury?"
"Wrong?" She tried to speak
briskly, picked up her sewing, a
dress 'she was making for Betsy,
' and began to work with almost
feverish activity. "What could be
wrong?" she demanded.
Mrs. Blake came in from the
<itchen and sat down near them.
She said, "She's worn out waiting
an Betsy. It isn't her place to take
so much responsibility. When I
had children—"
Lucy spoke mildly but firmly.
"When you had children the sit-
jation was entirely different.
Mother. You had a husband in
ihe home who could help you."
Mrs. Blake paid no attention
to her daughter but went on to
;ulogize Genevieve instead. How
capable, such a good girl and so
lelpful. "I really don't know how
[ could have managed this past
rear without her," she observed;
ind. although she did not look up,
Fessica felt her mother-tn-law's
lard eyes fastened accusingly
jpon her.
Finally, Mrs. Btake. receiving
10 response from*Lucy, and no
evidence that her baiting would
irinc a retort from Jessica, got up
ind returned to the kitchen.
• • •
r UCY dropped her sewing as the
kitchen door closed behind her
mother. "I wish Genevieve would
not persist in coming here," she
said. "She upsets Mother." She
smiled faintly. "You have prob-
ably guessed that Genevieve has
wanted to marry Tom ever since
they went to Sunday school to-
gether. Mrs. Miles and Mother
had no other idea but that Tom
and Genevieve would marry even-
tually."
"Maybe she still has hopes," re-
marked Jessica, tossing aside the
paper. "Look—why does your
mother hate me, Lucy?"
Lucy's work slid from her lap
to the floor. She stooped and re-
trieved it removed her thimble
and stuck her needle into her
thread before she answered.
"Mother's bitter," she said slowly.
"She's always been like that—hat-
ing someone. I think she despised
my father. He liked to laugh,
have fun. Mother taught us that
pleasure was a sin. 1 grew up
thinking of only one thing—what
I must do or not do to go to
heaven. Now, I wonder—" She
broke off and her eyes shifted
away from Jessica's as she went
on hastily. "I shouldn't say that
I try to do what is right"
Jessica swung her chair about
and caught Lucy's slender fingers.
"You're too good, Lu," she said
impulsively. "You should have a
life of your own, marry, have a
husband."
The color flooded Lucy's deli-
cate skin. "I'll never marry," she
said bitterly. "I'll live here with
Mother until I'm pensioned. I'll
be like those horrible old maids
who become queer!" She covered
her face with her hands.
She was crying. Lucy crying!
"You'll be nothing of the kind,"
Jessica assured her. "You're sweet
and lovely, Lucy. All that stiff-
ness is a sham. You're a tittle
fraud, pretending you like to think
of nothing but wotk. It would
do you good to leave this town and
go away from your mother. Really,
I mean tt A change would do
Orphans Find A
Friend In Heed
MEMPHIS. T.-nn. <U.B> — Even I „
handicapped orphans get a bre*k. |
according to Mirhale McCormack ;
of the Tennessee Children's Soci-
ety. He reports the adoption of a
four-year-oW deaf mute who physi-
cians say wilt never walk. ] t
A woman who had a mute
brother felt str: ngely drawn to the ;
silent, smilline '.ittle fellow and
adopted him, McCormark said.
Of th" infant with the invalid
future, McCormack said:
•"Hie child has a real home now
She sold herself to a couple by her
radiant smiles, curley blond hair
r-d blue eyes."
Advises Toothless
To Visit Dentis*
BOSTON' — Even if youBra
toothless, you should see your den-
tist at least twice a year.
That's the belief of President
James H. Mavcock of the Massa-
chusetts Dental Society.
"Becausp the mouth is the
source of iwnrishment through
which alt food must pass before it
is digested, we must be absolutely
certain that this part of our anat-
r mv is heatthy," he said.
He said twice-a-year examina-
tions would lead to early discovery
of any infections or other forma of
unhealthy mouth conditions.
Congressman
LYNDON
JOHNSON
wonaers tor you. Buy some new
clothes—remember you're young—
find a boss who isn't a slave driver
like Hugh Linton."
• • •
T UCY dabbed at her eyes, bit her
±J lips. "I don't know why I
went to pieces like that," she said
apologetically. "Things haven't
gone so smoothly at the office late-
ly. I've been nervous and Hugh
has been impatient with me—"
She looked up startled. "I mean
Mr. Linton. And I shouldn't criti-
cize Mr. Linton. He's been so gen-
erous to me always...." Her voice
trailed off and again her face
worked pitifully. "I'm ashamed
of myself," she said angrily.
"Please don't tell Mother, will
you?"
"Of course not," said Jessica.
"But you work too hard. No man
should expect his secretary to
spend her evenings bent over a
typewriter."
Shortly afterward Mrs. Blake
returned, flashing a suspicious
glance at Lucy. "Would you like
to walk over to Genevieve's,
Lucy," she asked, "and see if
she can help me tomorrow eve-
ning with my jelly? I've" never
seen a girl so capable as Gene-
vieve."
She rambled on, but Jessica rose
and said: "Want me to go with
you, Lu?"
"Will you?"
When they were outside together
walking down the street, Jessica
took Lucy's arm. She said. "I
want to tell you something. Some-
thing which may upset you, but I
think you should know."
Lucy said, "It's about David
Gregory, isn't it?"
"He is in your office?"
"Yes. Of course, I seldom see
him, for I'm in another office, but
he has frequent conferences with
Mr. Linton."
Lucy knew a David Jessica had
never seen. Jessica thought of how
little she knew of David except
their meetings. She felt a stab of
uneasiness. Once before she had
been tricked by ardor and infat-
uation. Was she weak and starved
for affection and consequently vul-
nerable when she had met David
Gregory?
(To Be Continued)
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DALEHART, Tex. <U.R> —T. H.1 Covington, Hubbard, Mount Clam,
Corkill, Dallas rancher, is con- Whitney aud Waco.
viced that Texas Railroad Com-
missioner Olin Culberson is a man
with a very long memory.
Cublerson was in Dalhart to
address the Panhandle Firemen*;;
Association. Naturally, he made
the rounds amounj? the citizens,
being introduced to rne and all.
Corkilt was among those infcro-;
duced. Culberson causally asked:
"Did you say vour nam was
Corkill, spelled, Corkill ?";
"That's right," the rancher re-1
plied.
"Then," said Culberson, "you
used to wark for the Katy Rail-
road at Hillsboro 4.'t years ago." j
Corkill laughed. "That's correct.
But I don't remember you work-!
ing there."
"Yes," Culberson explained. "I
worked three as agent. Yo.i;
were working for the roadmaster."
All that was correct, Corkill
told friends later. "I was about IDj
and since I'm two years older than
Olin, that made him about 17."
YOUR
Hillsboro, Tex. TP) — Ameri-
can Legionnaires from at least ten
Central Texas towns will attend
the annual reunion of the Robert
Vadtn-Ernest McBride post No. 4
her May 28.
The rcurn in will be held at the
American Legion Park in Hills-
boro," brgining at 6:30 p. ni.
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