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THE DAILY SHORT STORY

THROUGH WITH WOMEN

Rus Walden wns through

women.

with Betty Ann, it proved, knew how to Mae cook. Rus, being a men, ate heartily Absolutely through! Stogdill, to whom he had offered his and with relish and caught himself heart and soul, had spurned his atten- sighing with contentment." He hadn't tions, thereby, embittering him against eaten anything save canned food since all females.

his arrival.

The day after it happened, Rus was After dinner Betty Ann washed and offered a job with an investment house dried the dishes and tidied up the cabin. at fifty dollars a week, which was She was efficient. She made no fuss. exactly the sort of job he had been After everything was done she curled looking for for two years. He turned up in a chair before the fire. Firelight it down. What good would a job do played on her face. She was, Rus dc- him now? He had an income of thirty cided, about the most gorgeous thing dollars a week. He figured he could he'd ever laid eyes on, and how he hat- get along very nicely as a hermit on ed women like that! He went to bed. that amount,

growling that she could have the front room and she'd better lock the door,

So Rus perused a map. He perused and perused and presently he located a

Rus woke to the smell of frying

tiny area of blue, indicating a lake with bacon. He heard a splash. Outside no towns near. The name of it was Betty Ann was coming up from the Sourpuss Lake. Rus decided to go to beach wearing one of his bathing suits. Sourpuss Lake because it suited his Her skin was tanned a deep brown. The bathing suit didn't detract from her Venus-like figure.

mood.

He was amazed to discover that At breakfast Rus almost smiled. But Sourpuss Lake was a beautiful body he caught himself in time. He went of water, tree-lined and mountain- out without a word. At noon he re- hemmed, and that numberless cottages turned. The roads, he said, had been dotted its shores. From a real estate opened. A car was coming to get her. agent in the lake town of Not Wel- The car, came at noon.. Betty Ann come, he arranged to rent the most looked at him sadly. She seemed to isolated cottage available. He hired a hate to leave. She thanked him for all car to drive him out.

he had done. Rus didn't look at her. The cabin was neat and clean and After she had gone he went inside. He roomy and built of logs. It had a stone sighed. Boy, it was good to be alone Torch with Lorenzi. Harp. fireplace and nestled in a

of again, How he hated them! Presently white pine trees. There was a sandy he got up and walked around and then strip of shore line offering excellent sat down again. There was something bathing.

the matter and he didn't know what it Two evenings after Rus' arrival a was, When dinner time came he open-

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terrific thunderstorm blew up. He sat ed a can, but everything tasted horri- on his porch and watched it. Presently ble.

he became aware of a feminine cry for "Women!" he thought disgustingly, help, and he perceived an overturned "I hate 'em!" Then he got his hat and canoe with a figure clinging to it not walked all the way to town. He found fifty yards off his bathing beach. out where Betty Ann lived. She was

Rus' impulse was to let the maiden face lighted at sight of him.

sitting on her porch looking sad. Her mlin distress drown. He resisted with all

the energy a 28-year old healthy youth folks! They just got back. I've told "Oh, you must come in and meet my could resist, but finally yielded to his them all about you!" heroic instincts. He dragged the canoe and girl ashore and brought the latter confirmed the suspicion that Betty Ann So Rus met Betty Ann's folks, who into the cabin. He built a fire in the wasn't at all like Mae Stogsdill. The stone fireplace, produced some of his next day he came to town again and own clothing, refused to admit that sent a telegram. When anyone could be as beautiful as she came he called on Betty Ann. looked, snarled a reply when she thank- ed him for saving her life and went out, heading for the next cabin where he knew there would be a telephone and he could summon a car to drive his unwelcome guest away.

1

the

answer

I'm going to take it."

"That job." he said, "is still open.

"Won't you be back?"

"Oh!" said Betty Ann, disappointed.

Rus sighed. How he hated women! He was through with them!

But he never reached the other cabin. "You bet your sweet life I'll be The storm was the worst since the hur- back!" he said. Betty Ann ricane of '38. Trees were down block- happily. Rus smiled. He was glad he smiled ing all roads. Communication was had reserved the right to change his ruined. Rus, cursing his ill luck, re- mind.

turned to his own cabin. His unwel- (Released by The Associated News- come guest had dressed and looked papers.) more beautiful than ever, despite flan-"' nel shirt and trousers that were too: big for her.

"Roads are "blocked," said Rus. "You'll have to stay here all night. Bad storm." -

"What do we care?" said the girl.: "I'll get some dimer.”

ed,

NAZIS GOT £10,000,000

London, To-day.

"Won't your folks worry?" Rua aak- Altogether, £10,000,000 sterling of Czech gold was transferred by "My folks are away. I live down at the Bank of International Settle- Not. Welcome. My name is Betty Ann ments to Germany, states the Econo- Hopkins." She smiled, showing even,

white teeth. Her eyes sparkled. Ap. mic. Editor of the "Daily Herald.” parently she thought this was a won Of this amuont, £6,000,000. had · derful, adventure. Rus snorted and lain in London and the remaining went back on the porch. How he hated women!

£4,000,000 in Basle Trans-Ocean.

FOR BALE

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