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» ' . 1 / ^ ■' THURSDAY, APRIL 13, 1$S3 THE CtlNTON CHRONICLE. CUNTON./4. C. PAGE fulljr scrawled in a hnn<*writin?r sho I \v’th a jerk. There was no addres.s, and seemed io have seen before. “Sorry |Joyce hastily turned the envelope over ’NoticeJo Farmars SEE US FOR THE BEST LOW PjllCES ON FEED. Just received ond car No. 2 , you didn*t^y^ like seeinj? any of the and examined the post mark curious- grang, honey. I can’t stand this any 'ly/ “NeW~ York, N. Y.” she finally longer. Thank Grod, Neil is away forl^^ade out. *rJ;l“„V/Frmrc"jrr"uV'To-^^ r p-;.. NaturarWbitVFwd ISirrr. deark 6" l ioad ’ ! U8 for special low prites in Iota. “That’s the same ‘C’ who vr>toi ‘;,iv dear Florence: Although you' grades of Horse and about the house party,” t’-.oni-ht! to htck interest in hearing abn-jt ‘Feed, two kinds of Hay. Joyce, “and it must be th- ?•• • . " n cry who telephoned yeste d.^y.” > 1 The next letter or. hea y .r I'C' !’ •' -Stationery began: “Siar yl ’ J *y.ej grinned to herself at this poetiic open-, ‘ho FIFTH INS'^LI,.MENT lease you want to ride.. She’s one fin^* .Synopsis: One ^leak November day j little niare, lively as a kitten, without Joyce Ashton, pp6r stenographer, was'the mean streak of Fire Queen. Want ing. “How lovely!” -ho wu castically, and read. 017 w > “I’m sitting in mv r-oom at the dow that faces ^^hf^c you a -. .1 in a skidding taxicab in Chicago. Next thing she renfiembered was two years me saddle her up ? baby, I feel it no le.ss than my iutr to keep you informed- of her o;(i;r She is a most engaging little n/.o, shov ing, even at hor-tendor ago, » jiiocided personality and charm. ' ‘'l.botigh truth compel* me to ad- j h.i - hat you “Oh, I don’t want to be bothered,’’! “I’m sitting in mv room at the win-’uv* she replied, hoping this would soundluow that faces where- you a-- , and ^ enough like the capricious Frills to think of you so ha’*! that I eir.*' y ' . cia possibly feel that the sort of j pass. “Can’t you get me one some-, tie to anything els^e. I’m bitterly ... . j i .^rru. irs which fill your life are* more Three jrrades of Egg Mash. We make special prices on all Feeds. ll.Iu, are pre'babty n-it the suitable person to bring uo a s', ill I cannot under*'.a id how Farmers Exchange Phone 157 . Fui-nished wnth a plausilble excuse whore around here, so I can have it, appointed that I can’' b.^ w t' yo-., unp "tant. more sativfying. than the later whem she woke one morning to j for not riding, this would have been find her^lf in a luxurious house in Califoriiia, with a wedding ring on her hand^ and a pleasant young man, ad dressing her as Frills, telling her to be careful after her fall from her horse of the day before. Her husband an excellent chance for Joyce to have remarlced angrily, “no, if I can’t have Fire Queen, I won’t ride at all!’’ In- Uead she answ'ered, “I’m , not going to ride today, but I’d like to see her,’’ today?” now, this minute. I had N'en livng j ca-e and bringing up «»f d*ar ]it- “VVell, I know a dog I think I could | * ^ lonelv n* lb* baby. I will send you a fe*v .ines' t von" eTflainied 9am smldenlv phc devil. You’ve got to bj* better to- inch month. IMease extend my faithful' get you," exclaimed Sam suddenly., _ “it’s the cutest little white and black i afteimoon.-^ Sweetheart. I Boston bull you ever saw, about two ; thought I d seen you in ali your dif- years old and smart as a whip. Be-; moo;ls, but you had me guess- Sure, I’ll bring her out,” and Sam ; longs to people named March. They’re 1 totlay. J never fel* *s«> nuzzled puiiigraph to break it.s .-mouth .stilted was Neil Packard, rich fruit packer.' disappeared into the stable where she going to China and don’t want to take!^^*^'^^ before. \ou set me. 1 to have! .^.rjtenci •. The significance of its con- gieetmg to Neil. S'>phie.” [ .''pellbcund, Joyce tread thi*^ letter, * which flowed along without u single Confused and troubled, she tried to! heard him speaking in low clucking the pup. Like to have me see if I can.away from me entirely. Ijunts caiuo a.s such an u lexpected find out more about herself and from {tones with a soothing note in hi.s letters in her desk found that she had ^ voice, ^am was a nice young man, but been a heartless, frivolous young wo-1 she fancied he had looked a little dis- man and had become involved in a se-; appointed at the quiet way .she re- rious affair with man named Mait- ceived the news of losing Fire Queen. .)>* get him for you “Oh, yes, do,” said Joyce. “Do >ou want . . . had you better have some I can’t quite get it yet. B makes mej-i^^.y she felt ^eak and shaken. ”A balyl It can’t be true! ... I never even heard-of that . . money? 1 can write you a check.” land. I.ater, when he came to see her, he was hurt and surprised when she TfTe3 to r^ulse Tiim^ ijiit fTn^y her. (Now Go On With the Story) “I don’t think they’ll take any monpy. They’ll be glad to find a good Sam came out leading a daintily- stepping chestnut mar^, with a white' dog.’’ Har Tm^Hcr Inim fore^^^^ ‘^Ger him” as soon as you zled against Sam’.s shoulder with horiyoyv* ^sked Joyce, smiling ortlc.s;'. now ar.l I’m tomn[t.''d to try to gel to you tonight in of ev erything, I’ll be wo'Tied until I find you looking more like you-self. “W..y are you kioping me off like this? I’m pretty rotten at writing. Could F’rills h.ivc had,a baby in '.hat time' see, yes, it could have hap- . . the baby could by now be' as much us five or six months old! Let UK' pened don’t eir# c^, wUi' ybu"knowVT)eIb?ed. but wKi?nTW^vTrRJ(^;^^,t4rr^0 tonti:nk ’"o „ at Saml>!0« “jM having a baby ... ” ’ soft nose, while he explained to Joyce,' crazy to see'him, Now^bvor again—and demonstrate it—how] ^ always been a pet at MacJ^i^^t I’ve decided to have a dog, I want U adore every inch^f you. Won’t yovri^ Bi^ady’s and -j^V-used- t&__bein^jl nway ” up~ri^t away? T want tb|j^^,^ On a! made much over, aren’t you, baby?”j “Sure, I’ll go right of me^ She sat and read the letter again ^4 and again trying tn realize the increijk . . . 1 u ? ible fact that she, Joyce Ashton, was know mow you slept and how yp:a^ jeel now. \11 my love to my Frills, from her a. ring Mait. “Too much fervor!’ murmured Joyce out!” she decided recklessly. "On a [made much over, aren't you, banyT j “Sure, I’ll go right away, Mrs, glorious day like this it would be ajHe stroked her fondly, pushing ber, I was just going to drive crime to stick indoors-If this isn’t a {off when she playfully nipped hisl^jQ^.^ orders,” pleasant change from Philadelphia in j sleeve. “Here, get out, girl, pick on j Joyce wished she might ride with Novemlber! It’s all so marvelous!” {some one your own size. Isn t she a ^ him while he did his errands but real-j critically. She felt only a detached She went down to the dining room j beauty ? Ixiok at her lines, she hasn t: ixiog the inadvisability of such an out-' sort of disgust, as if she were reading ^ ,j buoyantly, careless of whether or not j got a fa^t anywhere.’ * j j^he turned away reluctantly and I a vulgar love letter addi'essed to an- > LVter^ aside it had been Frills custom to appear] “She is a beauty,” agreed Joyce,; ^yj.j^t back to the house where she other. She shook the letter impatient-* so early. . 'with enthusiasm, coming closer andifo^pj ^^at the morning mail had af- ly. “All your fine pa.'ssion is wasted onj After .serving breakfast, Roxie lin-l patting the horse’s neck timidly. “She I,,iypj sorted out the ones ad-j me, .Mr. Maitland!” she said aloud, gered. “Will you be home for dinner,| looks as gentle as can be,” went on | jj.p5,sed to “Mrs. Neil Packard” and] “Well, let’s see what else T have Mrs, Packard?” she asked.-“Marcia j Joyce, wondering whether ^ {carried them down to the far end of {here? After Mait’s passionate com- would like to know if there’ll be wouldn’t have been disgusted with | ^ everything else will seem Joyce glanced up and saw a man coming down thb path toward her. She took a deep breath to restore her courage and looked him over with sur prising calm as she hastily put the (Continued Next Wee’it) guest.s, and how many to expect, and what you’d like to order.” “Yes, I’ll be here for dinner, but this very mildness. Sure she does,” agreed Sam, “but 1 say. get on her, and she’s got all the ifrom the house. The first one was a short note, care- tame.” The next letter made her «it up' — Try — COPELAND CAFE PLATE LUNCH — 250 Sunday b EASTER O ARE YOUR CLOTHES READY? We can’t all afford new clothes for Easier, but we can vvep.r clothes that look new! Your best Dress, Suit and Coat—we j^uarantee to clean 5e.vt. Our cleaning is safe, san- itary, modern and economi cal . . . Our prompt service will please you! Check up on your clean- th|,is morninjo:! Buchanan’s DRY CLEANERS AND LAUNDRY “The Old Reliable” Time-Tested I’ll be alone. And tell Marcia to have; life you want and don’t you forget it. ! anything at all, it doesn’t matter' Say, that mare’s got one of the fastest j what, just so I don’t have to decide: trots of any horse around her, and | myself.” i the smoothest canter you ever saw.’ Slie went out immediately into the] Joyce st»'|iped back a little Tn spite garden and made her way around the ; of Rosita's good character, she seem- diningrioom wing of the house in the * ed disconcertingly big, and Joyce had direoiion of the garage, sniffing de-, a foolish fear of being stepped on lightedly at the exotic fragrance of suddenly. She lingered while Sam led the orange blo.ssoms. 1 Rosila inside again. She was amused to notice a head I There was a varnished wooden sta- “She is a beauty,” agrted Joyce with enthusiasm dodge hack behind the yellow checked' lion wagon standing on the gravel; curtains a.s she passed the kitchen. ”1 dr:ve*while in.side the garage . he could' know they’re -wondering v*. hat can -ee a long lo.v ca", very spoi ty-Iook- have l.apiiened to Frills,” she thought,' ing, with brilliant canary-yellow body smiling. “Well, they’ll have to keep on'and disk wheels. The uphol.stery was, wondei I-h«p«--at 4east_thiiy.-.'Won-’L^,a hiighl lavender leas her, and there' find the change too unpleasant. Now, | was a great deal of shiny nickel about j let’s see —Oh, there’s .somebody! I it. “1 wouldn’t be found dead in aj, wonder if that’s the ‘tsam’ .Neil men- thing like that,” thought Joyce. 1 tionedT'^’^ i fetTTiTmhg*' a momcivi, | “He looks young-and sonietiow not caught sight of her exjiressron. He: like an ordinary sei".ant,” slie thought loolrcd p'aazled and asked, “What’s a.s she approached. “1 wish heM look the matter, .Mrs. Packard? Anything up. HliaTl ‘good-m-'irning’ to at- \vrong with the cai ?’ tract his"'attention? 1 don’t dare call | “Nothing cxcefit that ^ it’s all him Sam till I’m sure he is Sam.” wrong,” retorted Joyce, ennUnuing to Her impression that he wa-t not an .smile. She felt recklessly inclined to ordinaiy .servant was confirmed when go oh and tell him what she really the young man suddenly tumed: thought about it. • around, and seeing her, broke off in “Well, I’d jret tired of those ja'zzy , "his whi.-.rlfng and exclaimetf; “Tjoo<I-*c,>lor.s myself after a said Sam morning, Mrs. Packard! Gee, I’m glad f,ankly, “but it’s a darn good car. j A CE NCR At At: MCTOtrS VALUE The Chcvtt>(et Maatar Six Sport Hoadi&ter '485 Tha Chevrolat WkMm Six Coupa ‘49$ Tha Chavrolat Mattar Six Caaeh >515 Now you can buy a CyEyROLET SIX-CYLINDER CLOSED CAR for as 1iH|p"as ‘445 All price* t. o. b. Flint, Mich. Special equip ment ettra. Low delivered price* and ea*y G M. A. C. term* The Chavroiet Master Six Sport Coupe ^535 The Chavrolat liister Six Setfan ‘595 The Cliavrolet Mastar Six Town Sadam ‘545 ILLUSTRATCO ABOVE - THE CHEVROLET MA$Tfi| SIX Tha Chavrolat Stiincbinl Six Caadi ‘455 \ -. r- -! ^ m\ _ I .11.-.- X The ChjBvrolat Standard Six Coupe ‘445 Cftavrofot S tandard ‘Shc^owpe- wlUt rumble ‘475 t ■ ILiUSTRATlif ABOVE - THE R2CiNTLY ANNOUNCED CHEVROLET STANDARD SIX -V TWO UNES OF CARS-TWO PRICE RANGES to see you out. How are you? Feel shall I back her out for you?” all right?” "No,..thanks, I’m not going out to- His attitude, though deferential Jay.” .She still lingered, however, a.s if; enough, had nothing servile in it. He wel•e^ not quite sure of her dc- spoke in an easy 1 manner, as if ques-' cjvjon. tion.s of varying social levels had *;5uddenly she remenibered some-1 never disturbed him. ^ i thing she had wanted, and forgetting “0!h» I’m all right,” replied everythin-g else, she asked eagerly,! Joyce, feeling relieved that this was “[)q yo^ i^now where I could get a: going to be easier than she had ex- .jog?'* . * I pected. “I did get kind of a bad crack I a.stoni.shme,a on] on the head^ though its better to^y. Itanned face was so unmistak-| able that Joyce realized that she had' ONE HIGH STANDARD OF QUALITY .. Is Fire Queen in the stable?” (She had one thing to thank Maitland for really surprised him. I —he had told her the name of the “But gee, Mrs, Packard, I thought! horse). yoH^idn’t like dogs,” he exclaimed. < Thei-e was just the hint of a grin on ' “Well, I’ve changed my mind,” re- the young man’s face as he answered, 1 tuj ned Joyce, einbarrassment making I “Mr Packard gave orders before he j speak so shortly tr.at Sam seemed left for me to tal^ ^er dver'T:ff"Maff^j tu talce RerAanswei-'^as a Tebuk^ Bready.: ranch yesterday.” “Well. I don’t know exactly what I “Oh?” Joyce frowned, not, as Sam ;do wani,” said Joyce uncomforlably,^ probably thought, in anger at this 1 wishing she had given the matter news, but in baffled annoyance at)more thought before getting into ,it, having to stop and consider every re-; this way. i ^IbaMarad make it . i “Why don’L,yj3u.goJtP.AJlgE^IveiioeLs.,. Now—for the first time—there are two lines of Chevrolet Sixes —the'S/andaref and the Master. Body-styles for everybody. Prices for sei^ral different groups of buyers. But only one standard of quality, and that’s the very same high standard that has made CHEVROLET' the greatest name in low-price transpbrtation! Both Standard and Master Sixes offer models with wood-and-tteel bodies by Fisher—equipped with safety A plate glass in the windshields, and featuriiig Fisher No Draft Ventilation. Both have silent second gears and smooth, fast, six-cylinder engines. In the Standard Six, you enjoy all these advantages—at the lowest operating cost of any iull- size car on the, road. In the Master Six, you get all these advantages, and many more, in an unusually large, luxurious car, along with the greatest all-round eednomy of Mny car of its size. And Chevrolet prices are now as low as $445— for the Standard Six Coupe! CHEVROLET MOTOR COMPANY, DETROIT, MICHIGAN GILES CHEVRDtET COMPANT over from MacBready’s for you in ^suggesUd Sam after a moment. I —'—11— .... ( e . it. - 1' - r.