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j2omaucc oh. jZeviaw M*j rible light ' i was Hi ilh the : i had a daughter. Her Helen had a boy friend, srold. Harold had one This what happened. They dragged the condemned man into the parlor. After he had seated himself in an arm- chair, Mrs. Brown smiled sweetly. Helen squeezed his hand, and Mr. Brown belched. Mr. Brown, it seems, had a bad case of gas. Harold had a bad case of fright. He did not know which he preferred. Death in the electric chair, or Mr. Brown for a father-in-law. Nevertheless he faced the family bravely. Harold wasn't a coward. He simply didn't know any better. Sweet little Helen was the first to break the awkward silence. "I've told you so much about Harold," she said. "You could hardly know him any bet- Mr. Brown waved a chubby hand. "That, my dear," he replied, "remains to be seen. Your young man looks bright enough from where I'm standing, but maybe I need glasses." ■ Harold twisted in his chair. He was already "Gee — I've been looking forward to meeting you," he lied. "Helen has often told me what a swell family, she has." But Mr. Brown was not impressed by this salami. It was sliced too thin. "Young man." he continued, "have you asked for my daughter's hand, or was that her idea?" "Yes sir," remarked Harold. "I've come to ask for Helen's hand." "Oh — then you wish to marry her? "Don't look now — but I think you're right." ;-Gosh. dad," she moaned, "1 love Harold, and Harold loves me." "Oh nuts." Harold shuddered. "Who said that?" he wanted to know. But Mr. Brown ignored him. "I don't wish to seem too severe," he went on, "but Helen must marry a man who can support us — er — ahem — I mean — support her in the style to which she has been accustomed." Mrs. Brown chimed in for the first time since the inquisition began. "Good Heavens!" she exploded, "I hope Har- old earns more than that." . Mr. Brown nearly choked. "Quiet, Matilda," he whispered, "before the chump changes his mind.'' But Harold played ignorant. This wasn't too hard for Harold. "Gee," he cooed, "every time I flash my lamps on Helen's kisser my ticker does a tap dance." Helen grinned at her father. "You see," she said, "I love Harold, and Harold loves me." But still Mr. Brown was not impressed. His idea of love was the dollar sign. .t do you do for a living?" Til :ale! "What do you sell?" "Electric mousetraps." Mr. Brown grinned foolishly. He had heard of electric mousetraps. But he a mouse when he saw one. And he didn' opera glasses to see Harold. "How's business?" he wanted to know. "Terrific," replied Harold, "but it'll pick up. Mr. Brown was coming along fine. He wa getting more bewildered by the minute. "How's that again?" he inquired. "Only yesterday," replied Harold, "I receive' a five dollar raise." Mr. Brown rubbed his greedy hands togethe: "Is that so?" he beamed "And how much ar you making now?" "Twenty dollars a week." Ms BROWN coughed awkwarc looked at his wife. "He has a sense of humor,'1 marked. "Make a note of it." Mrs. Brown looked at Helen. Heler at Mr Brown. Mr. Brown looked at and Harold looked sick. "Gee," said their prospective son-in hope you don't have any objections to r Dear little Helen thought it was time to her boy friend's defense. M1 looked Harold, 1 RS. BROWN was horrified. Her husband ; flabbergasted, and Helen blushed. 'Good lord, young man." exclaimed the lady of the house, "do you expect my daugh- ter to marry you on twenty dollars a week? That isn't enough to feed the goldfish." "But I haven't got any goldfish." Mr. Brown "And you hi "And you nevi of birdseed." vas fit to be t ven't got Helen either," he roare r will have her. Not on that kii CONTMUED OAlLASTPAGe

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&EE THAT HOUSE? WELL, THAT'S "HOTEL HOPEFUL" OF COURSE, THAT ISN'T IT'S REAL NAME, BUT THAT'S WHAT IT'S INHABITANTS CALL IT "HOTEL HOPEFUL "!S MRS. L UCINDA MICHAEL'S ' BOARDING HOUSE FOR YOUNG LADIES, SITUATED ON A SIDE STREET IN OUR BIGGEST CITY. TO THIS HOUSE, YEAR AFTER YEAR COME GIRLS FROM ALL OKER THE COU/VTRY, SEEKING THEIR FORTUNE IN THE BIO TOWN. SOME OF THEM FIND SUCCESS AND LEAVE HERE TO GO ON TV HAPPINESS AND FAME. OTHERS LEAVE TOO .. BROKEN HEARTED, SOME TO WANDER UNKNOWN AND UNHAPPY, OTHERS TO RETURN TO THE LITTLE TOWNS THEY NEVER SHOULD, HAVE LEFT BUT LOOK... THERE'S A YOUNG LADY ENTERING NOW.' LET'S FOLLOW HER INSIDE, SHALL WE...?

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NOBODY EVER CALLS OUR GRACIOUS HOSTESS HERE MRS. MICHAELS. WE CALL HE- ' LOVES I JUST THINK...THEY ALL LIVED IN THIS HOUSE.' BUT WHO'S THIS ONE DIANE? SHE LOOKS FAMILIAR ...BUT I DON'T QUITE PLACE HER... THAT'S CANDY BRENT SHE USED TO BE ...WELL IT'S A LON© STORY. COME UP TO OUR ROOM AND I'LL TELL YOU THE STORY WHILE WE GET READY FOR BED. ■\5UPE IS... AND I'VE = ROOM I BEEN HERE FOR YEARS. I'M THE ""OLDEST MEMBER OF HE HOTEL HOPEFUL... D STILL HOPING. CANDY BRENT ONCE UVED HERE. SHE WPS MY ROOMMATE, TOO. BUT WHO IS SHE, DIANE? I DONT KNOW THE NAME. WELL, CANDV WASA TALL BEAUTY FROM THE TALL CORN COUNTRY SHE WAS A NICE KID, MAYBE A LITTLE TOOAMXIOUS FOR THE GLAMOROUS UFE BUT SWEET AMD KIND. SHE WAS A PRETTy 0000 SINGER TOO/AND 1 WAS REHEARSING IN A SHOW I CALLED "GIRL TIME; A FLOP IT TURNED OUT... SO I TOOK CANDV TO SEE THE BOSS. ^ M-atlk

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INTO THE WD/AN DANCE WHERE THE STAR, V/OLA VIVIAN, WAS SUPPOSED TO KILL HERSELF BECAUSE OF A BROKEN^ HEART. %JRE,EVERYTHING WAS GO/NO FINE WEN SOMETHING HAPPENED THAT I'D BEEN AFRAID OF SINCE THAT FIRST DAY.... WELL, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? I'VE BEEN WAITING- TWENTY MINUTES OH, DIANE (Vfi , BEEN TALKING / TO MR. MARTIN AND GUESS WHAT/ HE WANTS TO TAKE ME OUT TO ALL THE OH.OH! THAT ROUTINE, HUH? LISTEN, CANDY... IT ISN'T TRUE THAT ALL MEN IN SHOW BUSINESS ARE WOLVES... IN FACT AfOST OF THEM ARE THE NICEST GUYS ON EARTH. BUT THERE ARE NO-GOODS IN EVERy GAME, AND I'M TELLING YOU LOU MARTIN IS ONE OP THEM' , OH, DIANE, THAT'S SILLY/ HE'S BEEN VERY NICE TO MB! BESIDES, I HAVE TO V MEET THE RIGHT PEOPLE IF I WANT TO GET AHEAD, DON'T I7

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0T WAS ffO US£/ MARTIN HAD PLENTY OF CHARM AND HE USED ALL OF IT ON POOH CANDY SHE THOUGHT HE WAS PERFECT AND THEN TO MAKE MATTERS WORSE, JUST AFTER OUR LAST DRESS REHEARSAL .. i ' CANDY, IM OOlNG TO GIVE YOU A LITTLE SPOT OF YOUR OWN, TO SING- A SONG JACK, WE'LL HAVE TO CUT A COUPLE OF MINUTES OF VlOLAIS COMEDY BIT IN THE SECOND ACT. j. . ^ I HEARD THAT, LOU ' . [ YOU'LL CUT MV NUMBER OVER fAr-TN^ _ mv DEAD BODV'' SO YOU THINK YOU CAN PLAY AROUND WfTH THIS FRESH KID BEHIND MY BACK AND THEN LET HER STEAL PACT OF MY TIME ON TOP OF IT, DO YOU ' WELL I'M THE STAR OF THIS SNOW AND EfTHER SHE GOES OR I DO-' ___ BUT,VIOLA,ICANT FIRE HER /WE OPEN TOMORROW/ I PROMISE NOT TO , GIVE HER A SPOT OF HER OWN BUT I Mm AS WE LEFT THE THEATRE A FEW AWUT& LATER, MARTIN RUSHED UP fO CANDV.ALL SMILES ! FELT SOMETHING WAS WRONG- PUT I HAD NO IDEA WHAT WAS TO COME LATER... CANDY, I'VE GOT A GREAT IDEA .' YOU K.NQW THE SPOT WHERE VIOLA GRABS THE FAKE SPEAR AND COMMITS SUICIDE? WELL, I'" GOT A WAY YOU CAN HELP TO MAKE IT TFN TIMF^ MORE PFFPCTIV6/ — — J TEN TIMES MOXB EFFECTIVE HONEY DO IT FOR ME IF THIS SHOW IS A SUCCESS, IT MEANS PLENTY TO ME' I'LL BE BIG ENOUGH TO DO AS I PLEASE.... THEN I CAN STAR VOU IN MV NEXT SHOW' PLEASE FORME' WELLTHE FAKE SPEAR WILL BE IN THE WINGS, RIGHT OFF THERE INSTEAD OF VIOLA GETTING IT HERSELF YOU BRING IT TO HER.SLOWLV CRYING- CANT YOU SEE THE DRAMA OF IT? THE MAID, THE LOVING PRINCESS. YET HANDING HER THE VERY INSTRUMENT OF DEATH.' I HEARD WHAT HE TOLD YOU, CANDV SOMETHING SMELLS BAD ABOUT THE WHOLE THING ' I DON'T KNOW JUST WHAT BUT -

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ffS&f NIGHT THE HOUSE WAS PACKED, OF COURSERS IT IS FOR ANY OPEN/NO. AND THAT AWDE IT WORSE, WHEN THE THfNCr HAPPENED.. VIOLA VIVIAN WAS A BIO HIT... I HAVE TO ADMIT SHE WAS A GOOD PERFORATE/? THOUGH I COULDN'T STAND HER1 PERSONALLY..

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0008 LITTLE CANDY' THEY'D HEARD ABOUT HER FIGHT WITH VIOLA, AND HER ZUNN/NG AROUND WITH MAKTIN THAT DIRTY SKUNK1 50 THEY BROUGHT HER TO TR/AL, BUT BETWEEN ALL Of US HERE IN THE HOUSE, WE DIDNT HAVE MONEY ENOUGH FOR A LAWYER! SHE DtD GET ONE LUCKY BREAK, THOUGH.. MISS BRENT THIS YOUHO MAN IS A LAWYER, GEORGE SIMMS. HE HAS OFFEREO TO DEFEND YOU. ARE VOU WILLING? MISS BRENT f... I HONESTLY BELIEVE IN ^OUR INNOCENCE WILL YOU LET MB DO WHAT I CAN PQR YOU ? S TOLD THE YOUNG LAWYER MY SUSPICIONS ABOUT IOU MARTIN TO THIS DAY I BEL/EYE HE PUT THAT SPEAR THERE TO KILL VIOLA VIH/AN SIMMS TRIED HARD TO PIN THE BLAME ON MARTIN BUT THERE WASNT ENOUGH EVIDENCE. ■ y, THERE WASN'T MORE THAW CIRCUMSTANTIAL EVIDENCE AGAINST CANDY ElTHERi AW SHE STUCK RIGHT TO HE/? STORY YOUR HONOR, SINCE FORTUNATELY - THE VICTIM/VIOLA VIVIAN, IS RECOVERING, THIS YOUNG LAOY IS CHARGED WITH ATTEMPT $U NEYER FORGET THE MOMENT WHEN THE JURY MARCHEO INTO THE ROOM READY TO GIVE IT'S VERDICT N THINK I WAS MORE FRIGHTENED THAN POOR CANDY WAS! AND THE LACK OF EVIDENCE IN THIS CASE CAUSES US TO FIND FOR THE DEFENDANT' NOT GUILTY/

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WELL FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE, THEN.WHY IS HER PICTURE IN YOUR HALL OF FAME? WHAT OlD , SHE DO? J ' — — "* f SUE OOT MARRIED... TO GEORGE SIMMS, TMt V'-UIHO LAWYER. SHE LIVES OUT IN THE COUNTRY NOW, WITH TWO OF TW6 MOST BEAUTIFUL CHILDREN YOU EVER SAW-' BUT THAT ISN'T THE BEST PART, HERE, TAKE ' LOOK AT THIS LIVING MAGAZINE^ PAGE TEN... THAT'S WHY I TELL THE STORY TO ALL YOU NEW GIRLS. IF YOU WAVE A BOY SACK HOME SOMEWHERE WHO WANTS TO MARRY YOU, WELL. ..THINKIT OVER/ THINK ABOUT CANDY BRENT/ a IT'S YOUR LIFE, HONEY/ TOMORROW YOU START LOOKING FOR YOUR FUTURE HERE IN THE Biff CITY. . BUT NO MATTER WHAT YOU DECIDE TO DO, NANCY,.. HERE'S WISHING YOU LUCK/ GOODNIGHT, DIANE. ..AND THANKS, FOfi TELUNG ME THE STORY... I'LL THINK ABOUT IT/ _JlB SO THERE'S AJI/OTHEP NEW O/RL W AUNT MIKES BOARDING MOUSE. WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO HER BEFORE SHE MOVES OX? PERHAPS SHELL BE THE NEXT TO E7AID HAPPINESS OR HEARTBREAK... PERHAPS IT WILL BE OA/E OP THE OTHERS. IN OUR NEXT ISSUE, WE'LL TRY TO BRWO YOU ANOTHER STORY FROM HOTEL HOPEFUL? [g

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SHE-SHE'S RIGHT, JANE/GEE- I CANT TAKE YOU TO THE MNCE THAT WW-WHAT WOULP PEOPLE THINK/ ?m POH'T YOU LEARN TO BE- - WELL, RE A REAL GIRL? /PLEASE, BOB—LET'S GO, WE'RE LATE.' Alii? I FOR 600WIE5S' SAKE, ^PRWE CAREFULLY.' YOU 1 KNOW HWI NEWOUS . I AM/ JTSWULP HAVE KNOWN T< CHUNSH,BUT-«LLJ GUESS I TOOK WHAT HE SAIP TOO MUCH TO HEART-- J#m UF MY MIUP TOf.HWGE--ANPILElW- 1 FAST .'MY NEW PERSONALITY SEEMEP TO MARE A HIT WITH EVERY W I MET- - TOMMY, WATT.' 1-OH.6EE .' IT'S HO USE AM A TOMBOY I WELL, I'M TURNING OVER A NEW LEAF.RI6HT NOW! IF THAT'S THE WAY BOYS LIKE IT, I'LL BE THE SAPPIEST, SWEETE5T UTTLE TKIN6 THEY EVER SAW/ OH 6EOR6IE --PLEA5E .'POTT WALK SO ^4 &kST/ I-I'M JUST TOO LITTLE TO KEEP UP WITH ANYBOPV AS BIS AHP STR0N6 IT WASN'T TILL THE SPWN6 THAT \ WAS WHETEEll THAT I MET TMFMjtf BUT THE MINUTE I SAW HIM, I KNEW/ ANP HE SEEMEP TO FEEL THE SAME WAY-- (VAvWHWIW WHY, BW/ NICE TO SEE YOU ] HI.JANE/PO YOU THINK A COUPLE OF) AFTER ALL THIS TIME.' ANP = MUSCULAR GUYS MIGHT BE OF SOME A RIGHT WHEN I NEEP A MAN.TOO ASSISTANCE ? M -'THIS PARNEP CHAIR IS TOO COMPLICATED FOR THE FEMININE MINP/ X CERTAINLY HAP A LOT OF PATES IN THE NEXT FEW YEWS, I'LL SAY THAT/ OF COURSE.I PIPWT MEET ANYONE I REALLY CAREP FOC.SO I PSJWT REALIZE HOW FEW OF MY PATES LASTEP MORE THAN A WEEK ORTW-- JANE, THIS IS X A PLEASURE- Lj HAL GORDON- J I'M V£RY GLAP HAL, MEET < TO MEET YOU, j—* JANE KEAKE.J^JANE /j— -"£* THANK. YOU—HAL. IF I MAY CALL r*n|fc YOU THAT— SO soow ? S^-^w* lib mm I WISH YOU WOULP, JANE . WHY POH'T WE MAKE ABATE FOR THIS EVENING,* THAT YOU CAN GET USEP TO THE NAMEj STRANGERS, SI -ANP I CAN GET USEP TO HOW \ PRETTY YOU ARE/? J

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HAL W6 EVHWTHINS 1 HOPEP MET fc—ANP SUPPENLY I KAUZEP I WAS M LOVE.' I WAS PETEHAIHEP TO KEEP HAL IHTEttSTEP AW PEWTEP TO ME.ANP AT FiEST IT SEEMEP MY TECHNIQUE MS PERFECT/ONE NIGHT, A MOUTH AFTER WE MET, HAL FEOPOSEP AMP I ACCEFTEP7 JANE, I'M SO HAPPY 1 COULP FLM/ JUST THINK Yl-I'M HAPPY TOO, --YOU ANPIAREGOINGTOBEMAWtlEP.'LET'S IpEAR-BUT-WTI- 4UST PANCE LIKE THIS TILL— TILL THE ENP OF/I GUESS I'M HOT SOMETHING IN HAL'S VOICE.IH HIS MANNER, TOLP ME HIS REMARK WAS A SLY PiS AT ME.I KNEW I HAP TO PO SOMETHING FAST-WT AS USUAL, I PIP THE WOK THING /

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TMS CLIWX CAME ONE WW WHEN WE KENT SwiUHINd IT OCEAN KACH-THE W«ES ' ■ WGEE ROLLING IN, HIGH AMP FOAMiHG, JUST THE WW I HAP LIKEP THEM WHEN I WAS fOUN«E.Wt I HAP TO PBETENP TO SE AFRAID OF THE Ml- -ME, THE CHAMPION SWIMMER OF MY HXJH SCHOOL CLASS /

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MO.HAL .' HO* IU CHAME-I'LL BE HFF EREHTJ • v ANP WHAT'S WORE—I'M MOT TAKING A YOU HOME TILL I'M GOOP AND EEAPY.' I WON'T HAVE YOU SPOIUWi THE FUN < FDR THE OTHERS.' NO* I'M GOING UP\ ANP FIND BOB AMP KAY, AND YOUCAH ) SIT HERE TILL iE SET DAM 600?/ AND READY TO LEAYE.' GD0P8YE/, 7MF MOMEST I HAP TEiEP 50 HAW TO PREVENT HAP C0ME--ANPGONE/ICOULP HARDLY SEE HAL AS HE MARCHED AWtt FOE THE TEARS IN W EYES/ I TRIED TO CALL AFTER HIM, BUT MY HEART WAS SEATING MADLY IU MY THRO! r - ^Mp 4AY0 THEM HAL *AS GONE--AND IT WAS ALL OVER.' »Y PREAM, MY LOHE.KY HOPE FOR THE FUTURE—ALL OVER.' DIMLY. I HEAR? »ICES,SAW THE PEOPLE STREAMING PAST ME, BUT I COULD THINK. OF NOTHING --NOTHING BUT THE BURNING ACHE IN MY HEART .' ALL EIGHT, FOLKS— NO MORE SWIMMING .' WATER'S GETTING MUCH TOO EOUGH.I WOULDN'T WANT TO y^ J X REMEM&ERTKE LIFEGUARD STOPPING TO SPEAK TO ME, BUT IT ALL SEEMED TO BE A DREAM~A SAD DREAM, IN WHICH ONLY MY TERRIBLE SENSE OF LOSS MATTEEED.'

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/ SHE'S FAINTEP.' OUT Of^ { ^THEWW.EVEKYBOPV/J I — Vf— W^ WHEN I CAME TO, I IMS IN HAL'S JWM5--AW FOE A H WA5 HAP^. WT THEHHaWCWSEREP-- . ■ THERE— SHE'S SNAPFIHS OUTYoH.HfiL.I— OM.' I— I'M SOWTf /IKNOW OF IT/SHE'LL 8€ AU RIGHT, hlW— PON'T LIKE WOMEM WHO FAIHT, THftHK GOODNESS/ J — i HUSH UP, SILW/ AFTER SAVIN6 THAT SOT'S LIFE/WU PESEFJE TO FAINT OE ANYTHING ELSE YOU LIKE .' MOW I KHOtU WE JUST AS I THOUGHT 10U WERE, UNKHNEATH~AMAYE,WONPERFUL GIRL

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MgLL WE HAD OUR DATE ALRIGHT ., AND WHAT A WONDERFUL DATE IT WAS.' DAN WAS A PERFECT DANCER AND WE FOUND THAT WE AGREED ON EVERYTHING. .. A6SOLUT6LV EVERYTHING/ ^JUNE...! KNOW THERE MUST BE BETTER WAYS OF SAYING THIS BUT.. .WELL, IT SEEMS TO MB WE MUST HAVE BEEN MADE FOR EACH OTHER / _^ LET'S START EARLY TOMORROW M*~~ — "^ AND SPEND EVERY MINUTE ^/T OF COURSE, Ct tup rjftv ^^flS^ffig^ £ n* m ' i wa= T-wmFn/ ,|WB SS^Siffl U09INO ^OU^ JPhAT NEXT DAY DAW AND 1 LEARNED A\ORE A60UJ ■^ACH OTHER THAN SOME PEOPLE DO IN VEARS. WE BOTH LCW6D TENWiS AND SwitfMlNG.WE LOVED A LONG, LAZY DRIVE IN THE SUN... AND SOMEWHERE, SOMETIME DURING THOSE GOLDEN HOURS DAN PROPOSED TO ME AND I ACCEPTED, GLADLY, YEARNINGLY.,

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iTOalf an hour later, as we SPED ALONG THE HIGHWAY OUT- SIDE OP TOWN DAN TOLD ME WE WERE GOING ACROSS THE STATE UNE...TO£E/HMM£0/. HBT SEEMED TO ME I HADN'T SLEPT A WINK BEFORE THE I PHONE RANG NEXT MORNING.... «3n0 BEFORE I'D HAD TIME- TO THINK IT WAS DONE. WE WERE MARRIED/ ~ AND YOU, JUNE.. .DO YOU^ TAKE THJS MAN TO &6 YOUR LAWFULLY WEDDED^ HUSBAND? H MYSTERIOUSLY INSISTED ON DRIVING SACK TO HIS MOTHER'S HOUSE AFTER THE CEREMONY HE WOULDN'T TELL ME WHY- AND SO IT WAS QUITE A SHOCK TO ME WHEN WE OPENED THE DOOR AND.... WELCOME, DEAR..., AMD CONGRATULATIONS/ 1 WANT TO APOLOGIZE COC THE WAV I ACTED LAST NIGHT YOU SEE, DARLING, 1 HAD A TALK WITH MOTHER LAST NIGHT. AND SHE MAO A CHANGE OP HEART ' SHE DEOPED TO GIVE U5 THIS RECEPTION «tlF >OU*ve BEEN PAYING ATTENTION. YOU'LL REALIZE THAT I MET DAN ON A FRIDAY AFTERNOON... AND WE WERE HAW1N& A AT FIRST SIGHT /"OH, I FORGOT TO TEU~ 3* VOU THAT v~Ab AU TEN r V£ARS ACVO.' DAN AND ' HAVE BEEN WAPPILV AAARPlED EVER SINCE AND THIS IS THE WAY WE- LOOK NOW'

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Suae-- its wc dancupio,' you ■' ') mx know who i am ■- the little _ k guy with the bow and arbow j who makes you &et that dee" f liciou6. dee-u&htfvjl feeling ,called love! nice job i have . >eh? but you might as well- j vkhoyv-- like any other pro" ■£, -J\\ FES5ION, IT HAS IT'S DCftW- .backs, you humans are , pretty hard to get along j with sometimes! when i < think of some of the tan-2 gled romances i've had to 5tqaighten out, i-- oh brrother,! teu. vou wha.t i'll just give vou a uttle example. how listen to ' This one. -%&■ "' STABTEO ONE DAY ~~ j

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see , what i mean ? was he a dummy about girls ! 6ut i was 96t to fix him - but good.1 all i hao.to. 00 was loop a nice easy arrow and •1sh00t it while jim is looking Bright at bobbie, and — • WHY CIS5Y JONES! I OH. NO! OF "TN ARE---„ J All THE • WOWWWll? JgS WELL" NOW YOU SEE HOW mt» TROUBLE YOU PEOPLE CAN BE TO WE1. THERE I WAS, WITH BOBBIE IN LOVE WITH JIM. AND JIM IN LOVE WITH CISSY, THE WRONG GIRL! VOU MAV THINK I SHOULD HAVE SHOT AN ARROW INTO CISSY, AND CALLED IT A DAY- BUT I'M A CONSCIENTIOUS GUY, AND CISSY WAS THE WRONG GIRL TOR JIM. NOT THAT SHE WAS BAD-- BUT SHE WAS AN AWFUL FLIRT, AND JIM WAS A PRETTY SERIOUS YOUNG MAjjJ .HEART SO- THESE WAS JUST* ~_r3£p*1 tHINO K B6- I HAD TO GET THAT ARROW IPtw^sl OUT OF JIM'S BACK1 BY THE WAY, DID VOU J„ S lr EVER NOTICE THE ARROW STICKING agSC i> JM OUT OF SOMEONE'S BACK WHEN THEY ARE ^>¥°^, BOBBIE, I'LL BE ■ 'r BACK TO TAKE CARE OF THIS MESS, Well, right then i had an ap- pointment a long wav off. •* seems some girl named rita was in need of mv help with some kino of prince or some such • thing — anyvvav- I CAME BACK ALL RIGHT- BUT WAIT TILL I TELL YOU WHAT I WENT THROUGH BEFORE THE THING WAS OVES! •, T*7

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fIRST THING 1 OIO WHEN 1 GOT « BKK TO COLLEGE A FEW DAYS * LATER WAS TO LISTEN IN ON THE LOCAL GOSSIP — AND IT WAS JUST WHAT I WAS AFRAID OF! WHO CARES ABOUT THAT ? D'JA HEAR SHE'S SO MOPEY!)THE LATEST? r-*-\i -r— cissy's E TELLING EVERV8O0Y SHE'S COT JIM O'RIEN TIED AROUND HER FINGER "¥a SHE HAS! SHE'S WEARING HIS RING! Have it out in a jiffy AND-- HEY! ,« ,,, WATCH IT ! » hx '' ffMMPH! ILL FIX THAT! - DON'T YOU CRY NOW. KID/ I'LL riND THAT BIG LUNK RIGHT NOW, AND JERK THAT ARROW ? . \ — f—1. OUT OF HIM.' \ ' / / WELL, FINDING HIM WAS EASY ENOUGH, HE WAS PLAYING TENNIS, AND THERE WAS CISSY SHOWING HERSELF OFF AS HIS GIRL FRIEND. BUT GETTING THAT ARROW OUT OF HIM WAS QUITE A ROUGH JOB AS YOU'LL AGREE WHEN YOU SEE WHAT HAPPENED! g, NOW! • " JUST ONE GOOD YANK ON THAT ARROW, AND — NOW" I'VE GOT IT! UGCGHh! cow on -- arrow! aww, it's NO USE! GUESS IT'S IN TOO BEEF EVEN FOR ME ' why did 1 have to shoot that arrow so hard? well, ill have to try something else. now. if ican just throw bobbie and jim together. a few times, MAYBE ~

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GOT 6. DATE 1 COMI BACK WITH CIS5Y- HERE, YOU SEE YOU APEiWHAWWA AROUND.^ MEAN, r* BREAKING POOR LITTLE GIRL'S >H HEART! SHE'S THE pg RIGHT GIRL FOR TBI YOU, CANT YOU SEE-? 5J AHHH-- WHAT'S "THE USE!? •>• OP COURSE I 00, JIMMY! BUT GSI — I'LL 6E SO LONESOME , SITTING At HOME JUST THINKING AEKJUTYOui WELL-ETYE NOW, f J-^-J^X DARLING! -<====5=3=7=3»^-^--=-^ SITT1NG AT HOME — HAH! NOT LITTLE CISSY.' IF HE'S WILLING TO LEAVE N\£ ALONE — HE'LL HAVE TQ TAKE H15 CHANCES I I CAN HAVE A DOZE.N DATES FOE TONi&HT" OH ARNOLD-- WHAT WEC£ 1 AtTAGiCl, \ YOU SAYING ABOUT A NEW CAR— ?JCl5! WHAT ^TIME SHALL I PICK YOU UP!

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SAY, THE POOL LOOKS Y THAT'5 A l PRETTY IN THE J GOOD IDEA" MOONLIGHT. CISSY ! { nt-ROMANTIC WHAT SAY WE — L HERE WAtK AROUND A BIT? And then the atom, is divided into" whew* this is dull stuff! wish 1 could SEE CISSY SIGHT NOWJ jmvr- That's just what i want you to do, jim.' come ok- why don't you take a walk down by the pool? it's a beautiful night! come on, jim! JIM! POOL, POOL, POOLJ TAKE A > THE POOL? t= I SHOULO STUDY, BUT IT'S SO HOT" I'VE GOT IT! I'LL TAKE A SHORT . WALK" WAYBE DOWN TOWACDS /T^V, THE POOL Wf — IT WORKEDI ANO THEN, WITH JUA HEADED FOR THE POOL, 1 GOT ANOTHER IDEA- TAKE A SHORTCUT THROUGH THE BUSHES, JIH-- RIGHT TO THE EOCE OF THE POOL! ' MIGHT AS WELL CUT

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Tvc — W VOU BRUTE! VOU SNEAK! WW USE VOU C0M.6 DOWN HERE ANO - GOSH. CtSSV, I'M SORRY - NOT! VOU DESERVED IT! THE MINUTE mv back is turned you're off flirting 1hat did it— [ with somebody else' the arrows | 7w LOOSE!.," HERE SHE--?- WE'RE THROUGH, CIS5V! I--COMESII I'VEGOT AND FURTHERMORE ;— 'IT! NO TIME TO WASTE, THOUGH — HAVE TO FIND BOBBIE RIGHT AWAV! ,^r^ I LOOKED ALL OVER THE PLACE FOR BOBBIE. SHE WASN'T IN HER ROOM. OR THE DRUGSTORE' BUT LOOK WHERE I FINALLY FOUND HER! FENCING! DARN IT! I THOUGHT THIS WOULD KEEP MV MIND OFF JIM --BUT HE'S BACK! WHY 00 I HAVE TO KEEP THINKING OF HIM! CAUSE VOU LOVE HIM BABY! LOOK- YOU'RE NEEDED DOWN AT THE POOL! COME ON NOW, HURRV ". 00 DOWN TO - THE POOL! *

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MY, IT'S A PRETTY MIGHT! GUESS I'LL WALK DOWN TO THE POOL " YOU'RE DARNED TOOTIN' YOU WILL, SISTER, IF I HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY ABOUT WELL! LOOK WHO'S COMING! CISSY! WHAT ON I Ohmhh.i could EAgTH--?/--,SCgEAM!THAT- THATAPE! THAT JIM O'BCiEN-l HATE HIM! _, BOBBIE.' MAVBE JIM'S IN TROUBLE! MAYBE — MAVBE HE'S Hum! bet re c KIND HIM BOBBIE — BUNi, faster! and heaven foegive' we for what i am about to do i deserve to get even with vou and jim somehow. after what you've put *-»-ci 'iut\ Hi AT ISSUE! ' SO LCNG.NOW'-MAYBE ILL HAVE iOL> IN ONE OF MV STORIES SOMEDAV - , _,

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MOST® VOU HAVE R£APADVICE-TO-THE-LOVELORN C0LUMNS--PERHAP5 SOME OF YOU HAVE WRITTEN TO THEM. BUT HAVE YOU £VEE WGNPEEEP WHAT MS ON 8EHIHP THE SCENES? HAME YOU EVERTRlEP TO IMAGINE WHAT II MUST S£ LIKE TO RECENE HUNPEEPS OF LETTERS EVERY PAY ASKING FORWUR HELP ? HERE, IN CATHARINE CARTER'S CASE WOK, WE WILL TRY TO TELL YOU SOME OF THE STORIES SUCH A COLUMNIST KNOWS, ANP HOW THEY AFFECT EVEN HER OWN LIFE . TSMf MOMENT I REAP THIS PARTICULAR LIT- I A TRI6P, Kfljj ANP AGAIN, TO. COMPOSE AN ANSWER TO* THAT QlRL.SJT SOMEHOW 1 COULPN'T. I WA5AFMIP THAT NO PRINTEP WORP COULP PENETRATE THE P6PTHS OF PESPAIR IN HER HEART.THEN I F0UN7 MYSELF LOOKING A6A1N AT THE rtPPRESS OF THE' ENVELOPE--ALARGE HOSPITAL SOME MILES OUT- SIPETHE CITY--ANPIKNEWWHATIHAPTOPO WELL,HERE t 60 AGAIN .' I KNOW I CAN'T SPARE THE TIME, MP IXMWJir I'M KING SENTIMENTAL IPIQT--BUT HERE I GO

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17 HAS A \SM PRIVE TO THE HOSPITAL.BUT I WAS IN (.UCK.I AR8IVEP PLiRmG VI51TWG HOOK FOR THE STUPENT NUfBE5,ANP IN A MATTER OF WOMEHTS.BETTT JOHES APPEAREP- WELL--ARE VOU ■NpE5,I--I'M LEAVIHO, 60INS SOMEWHERE ?_} FOR GOOP. BUT- -WON'T WU SIT DOWN FOR A WHll^?

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I KNOW.JIM--BUT WE HAVE IT ALL F GEE, I'LL MISS 101, \ PLANNEP SO WELL .'YOU'LL BEWORK- BETTY-ALL THOSE I IMS IN YOUR FATHER'S BUSINESS AMP YEARS IN NURSING 7 SAVING MONEY.ANP THEN WHEN 1 BECOME SCHOOL .' J 1 A NUKE I'LL WORK TOO--ANP WE'LL BE J ABLE TO 6UYAH0USEANP SET MARRIED \ANP-OH,JIM, IT'S GOING TO WORK OUT, HI, VOU TWO LOVE 81RP5.' BETTY, YOU OF COURSE YSAY-LET'S ALL WALK NOT, JOAN 'J TOWN FOR A SOPA.f- WEREN'T GOING TO LEAVE TOMORROW WITHOUT SAYING GOOPBYE TO Y0UR> BEST FRIENP, WERE YOU ? |— ' ^3fr JsF* vB' i't fltf i r ^^ JSFL c* %aS^Brkft m^L W/r YOU KNOW, BETTY, I'VE HAP MY EYEMlPE / IT'P BE TOO MUCH UKC THE' ON YOUR BOY JIM HERE FOR A LONG J MOVIES. YOU KNOW-BEST FRlENP TIME. AREN'T YOU AFRAIPI1L d 5TEAL5 HEROINE'S SWEETHEART STEAL HIM WHEN VQU'RE AWAY? TbESIPES, JIM'S MINE FOR GOOP, r7^*^f^r^^^^^^/ J'flNE THINQ.'VOU TWO"" #Wtr PAY, I STARTEO SCHOOL HERE AT THE HOSPlTAL-AND NO MP. PIER SI«L EV« UVEP/ 1 LOVEP THE VERY IPEA OF KWfl A NURSe.OF HELFTIIGFtOFLE--THESTUPiESWEReWONPEKFUL"t- ' ' — ■-ANP BEFORE WE BEGIN I WANT TO SAY THAT WE'RE ALL PROUD Of) YOU YOUNG LAP1ES FOR HAVING CHOSEN A CAREER OF MERCY.WE NEEP NURSES DESPERATELY THESE PAYS.' BUT BEST Of ALL WERE THE LETTERS FROM JIM / HE WtOTE RESUUKW AT LEAST ONCE A WEEK-WELL, AMY WAY, MVFlgST -rfJE Jlgg OgjNfJj CT' ' ANOTHER 5CENTEP MISSIVE YuH, SHUSH /HOW CAN ) FROM THE BIG HEART THROBJ I REAP WITH YOUR < GABBING/?!

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9 1 HASN'T mm& -0E M l«1 LETTEfc I EVE2 HA0 FROM 1 jinu it came use a Bon of lisktmng out of a clear Slue snti| - -ASP I PON'T KNOW HOW TO TELL YOU.BETTT.] IL'f I MUST, JOAN AMP I WERE MAERIEP YES-/ TtBPAY IN 5TATEV1LLE.W6 HOPE YOU WON'T \ BE TOO HUKT-- • -" MAEEIEP .' MARRIEP WITHOUT ' EVEU— EVEN WARNING ME .' OH , NO jf'c.m^AT i=ifcg'ip'oF cdu'i&.OH.HOw I gWJ_ IM, HOW COULP YOU PO IT ? SFTER ALL OUR PLAH5' WONPERFUL PKEAMS/ ANP TO THIHK-- I JOKEP ASQUT FRIENP STEALS- -OOOH, WHAT A FOOL I WAS J- -ALL OURJ rf ,' BESTj^ *W>THSN,AFTEETHAT.! 5EEMK> W BieOM-rtEWNP IH A MIC FOE WEEKS ANP WEEKS J FELT I HAP NOTHING TO LIVE FOE—THAT ALL MY WORK ANP WAITING HAP BEEN FOE NOTHiNQ.I KNEW THAT WHEN 1 GRAPUATEP AS A WURSE.I'P BE ALON£--ALONE,WITH HO QUE I " WORLP CLOSE TO ME/T THAT'S ALRIGHT .OH, SAY. MISS JONES-* I'M PERFORMING A LITTLE EXPERIMENT IM THE LABORATORY, ANP I COULP USE AN ASSISTANT. I HOW ABOUT IT ? J

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OH.COMEON.'WUIL ENJOY iT:ANPBE5lP£S,Y0UUB£A COUPLE OF STEP5 AHEAP IN, YOUR STUDIES. } \M 'well, if you\ really wamt \ | [ME TO- J 1 wpow M R* ^'JM v% /S^\l T*A*S TAKE A PEEP INTO THAT AUCROSCOPE. SEE THAT WIG6LY THING ?THATS THE MURPER- ER WE'RE AFTER/IF WE CAN Fl HP * BETTER fiWWI T HAT PAY ON , LIFE TOOK OH A HEN Ml INGI POCTOR CROWN LET ME HELP HIM EVERY TIME I WAS FREE,ANP I SUPPENLY REAUIEP HOW MUCH I CPUU) STILL 00 WW VH LlFE.'OH.l PIPtt'T CO*- n.nrn fOfij.Fi .iim.&ijt rur ache in «y mty WAS FORGOTTEN AT LEAST WHEN I K*5 WITH POC- TOR CROWN IN HIS LABORATORY— (7 'BETTY.YOU LOVELY LITTLE PU«E"IT'S ME MNP' 'riiF s-mrrPMS Mr ah r>Ni;r o«t Pi'-rflXjHE ONE FTH£Y CALL LOVE ,'BLTTYWtiNQ-I LOVE Yf>U,r

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I /MP AS I LISTENED, MY WHOLE WORLD FELL APART AROUNP ME.T FELT AS IF I'P BEEN STABBEP THROUGH THE HEART WITH A DAGGEK OF ICE-KEN HAPNEVERLOVEPME.'IWASJilST ANOTHER EXPERIMENT/ """ I5H0WEP MISS JONES CONSTANT ATTEN- TION.AMPINSISTEP THAT SHE WORK WITH «E ON *f KP£RI- JMEHTS.IN NO TIME.SHE WAS A NORHAL.HAPPf SJRL.WT THE FUNNY PART OF IT IS THAT THE EXPERIMENT I WAS CARRYING OUT ON HER HAP AN UNEXPEC- TED EFFECT ANP THAT'S THE STORY, MISS CARTER. I RAN km FROM THERE AS IF THE PEVIL WERE AFTER ME .' BUT THIS TIME— I DIDN'T CRY 1 1 SUDDEN LY REAUIEP WHAT A ROTTEN PLACE THE WORLD IS, ANP HOW CRUEL ANP iRP PEOPLE REALLY ARE/ ANP SO NOW, 1 DON'T WANT TO BE A NURSE WHY SHOULD I HELP PEOPLE WHEN THEY'RE SO TERRIBLE?! JUST, WANT TO BE LEFT ALONE J FROM MOW ON / KTTY, WHY PON'T YOU HAVE A TALK WITH "JOUR YOUNS DOCTOR 1 YOU MU5TN'T GIVE L ■ ■ -^ UP ALL YOU'VE WORKED FOR LIKE THIS I < IT'5 NO USE, MISS CARTER . L APPRE- PERHAP5 HE PlPN'T MEAN WHAT HE SAIP--1 ClATE YOUR TRYIN6 TO HELP ME-BUT N^ — ' 1 I'M LEAVING: 71T SEEMS A SHAME, JU5T WALKING OUT LIKE THISANP [NOT EVEN TELLING ANYONE.BUT— WELL.BETTY, AT V 7 LEAST KAN GIVE YOU A LIFT INTO TOWN./

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WAfT, BETTY, BEFORE YOU SAY ANYTHING.' IT'S TRU£ THAT I FIRST BE- CAME INTERESTEP IN YOU A5 A SORT OF EXPERIMENT- -BUT IF VOW KAITEP THAT PAY,YOU'P HAVE HEARP ME TEtL DOCTOR, FRAME THAT IN THE ENPI FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU .' IT'S .TRUE, BETTY- -I LOVE YOU MORE 1 THAN_1.CAH SAV / y BELL|tou TWO, I GUESS IT'S* TIME FOR ME TO BE GETTING ALONE- .' YOU WON'T NEEP THAT RIPE TO TOWN MOW, BETTY.' Kn--MI55CARTER.'WN'T60.'YPON'TTHANKME,CHILP--IT'5ALLIN ■'RE TOGETHER ASAJN.'--IT'Sj MY PAY'S WQRK/TRAHJ WRECKS, ALL PUE TO YOU .' BQOH BROKEN HEARTS, HANDSOME MCTORS I'M USEP TO IT/GOOPBYE.ANP GOOP LUCK—YOU HAPPY PEOPLE,' AMP THAT'S THE STORY—CASE HISTORY #737. 1 WISH IT WERE POSSIBLE FOR ME TO TAKE SUCH A PERSONAL INTEREST \XEVERY LETTER 1 RECEIVE, SO THAT ICOULP TELL YOU EACH STDRY.BUT AT ANY RATE.I'LL BE BACK SOON TO KING YOU ANOTHER TRUE AP- VENTURE FROM CA7HAKMS CARTER'S CASE BOOK! a

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"Bu- lo- gee, Dad. I love Harold and Harold "You've already said that." "Have I? Well, we're slap-happy about the whole thing." Mr. Brown started to pace the floor. "Of course," he admitted, "a salesman, if he's a good one, can advance rapidly. I don't sup- pose you'll a/ways be earning twenty a week.'' Mrs. Brown thought it was time to drag in the feminine angle. "What about your personal habits, Harold?" she asked. "You are trustworthy, I presume?" "Oh, but yes." "And honest?" "By all means." "And faithful?" Helen was furious. "Of course he'll be faithful," she cried. "Won't you, Harold?" "Aw — let's go to a movie. Your eld man gives me the hives." "See here, my lad," Mr. Brown roared. "We've got to know what sort of a man our little girl intends to rope in — er — er— I mean, intends to "I heard you the first time, Mr. Brown." "Now then, Harold— do you' drink?" "Yes sir — every now and then." "Oh — given to alcoholic fits, eh?" "No sir — I mean — that on some occasions I—" "We can't have any drunks in this family. You understand that, don't you?" "I suppose you were born with that tomato hanging over your mouth." HELEN threw her arms around her boy ' friend's shoulders. "But dad," she groaned, "I love Harold, and — " "And Harold loves you. Yes, we know all about that. But will Harold make you a good husband. That's something that we don't know." "But if we love each other how can we fail to be happy?" "Don't ask me how you can fail. You'll find a way. They all do. What I want to know is this: Is this donkey the right man for you?" "Oh, Dad, don't talk like that. You'll make Harold feel like a bum." "On twenty dollars a week he can't feel like a playboy. He couldn't buy you a second hand At this point Harold came to his own defense. He rose to his feet slowly. With a low bow to Mr. Brown he quietly remarked: "If you don't mind my saying so, sir — I think you're a hee!." And Harold resumed his seat. Mr. Brown was trying desperately not to swallow his up- pers. He only had one set. Poor little Helen commenced to weep. "And I thought you'd hit it off so well," she moaned. "Oh," her father replied, "we'll hit it off al- right. If this mousetrap seller will stand up for a minute I'll dust off his jaw with a right hook. He can't insult me in my own house. Or can he?" Mrs. Brown stepped between them. "Please," she said, "not in the parlor. There isn't room enough for my husband to fall." And Harold was ready to take a powder. And I don't mean headache powder. "I gotta go," he said, "and when you gotta go — you gotta go." "Oh, Harold," said the weeping Helen, "you're not forgetting your proposal?" "Forgetting? Lady, I have forgotten." //^EE here, you young squirt," Mr. Brown 7^ roared, "if I ever catch you in my daugh- ter's company again I'll skin you alive." "Listen, you old gas bag," Harold snarled, "If I'm ever ^caught in your daughter's company again I'll send you my skin parcel post." Mr. Brown nearly collapsed. "Get out of here," he ordered. "You'll marry my girl over my dead body." ' - "Don't tempt me, you old buzzard." "But. Dad — I love Harold, and Harold loves "Aw— button yer lip." Helen twisted her handkerchief. Mrs. Brown ' , twiddled her thumbs. Mr. Brown gritted his phony teeth, and ^Harold wiggled his hips out the front door. The Inquisition was at an end. The Victim had escaped. BUT Mr. Brown was far from satisfied. His insults were not as sharply defined as they might have been. He must be slipping. "That young punk got off too lightly," Mr Brown exploded. "I must be losing my gnp. I used to be able to insult a person within one minute and twenty three seconds after meeting him. I worked on him for fifteen minutes." Mr. Brown scratched his head. "Matilda." he said, "how long did it take me to insult you after I met you?" "About two seconds, with a crack about my hat." "Ah— let's call it a night. I'm getting old." THE END

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