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The Question of Inflation
The most pressing question at \\ ashington these
d*ys has to do with currency inflation; and, so far has
the tide carried us in the last few months, the chief point
at issue now is not whether we are to have inflation, but
how the inflation is to be attained.
One group is plunking for out-and-out inflation of
the traditional type, with the devalued dollar, a flood of
printing press money and so on.
The other group—which seems to include the ad
ministration—evidently prefers to get virtually the same
result in a different way. It is banking on vast bond is
sues for public works and other projects, on the price
raising provisions of the farm bill, on minimum-wage ami
■hort-week regulations.
Of the two programs, the latter seems to be the saier.
Straight out inflation is generally pretty hard to control.
When you start it you run the risk of being unable to stop
it—and if that happens yon eventually find yourself in
more trouble than you were in in the first place.
But the interesting thing is the fact that practically
everybody seems to be in one or the other of these two
camps. Those voices which, a few months ago, were loud
in opposition to inflation of any kind are stilled now. 1 he
nation as a whole is about ready to admit that inflation
of some kind is inevitable, and that the only problem
now is to decide what kind to adopt.
Economists have pointed out that the o ly alterna
tive to inflation is a continuing deflation of industrial
wages and retail prices.
Wholesale commodity prices nowadays are down just
about where they were at the beginning of the century.
It will not do to adopt any inflationary schemes to bring
them up, all other prices must get down into line.
This would mean dollar-a-day wages for the mass of
wage earners. It would mean retail prices such as our
fathers and grandfathers knew. It would mean sharp re
ductions in city, state and federal budgets that unemploy
ment and hunger relief projects could get no more public
funds. It would, in short, mean a terrific intensification
of the nation's present difficulties.
Not even the most hard-boiled deflationist wants that.
We have turned our faces in the other direction. Inflation
seems to be coming; the only question now is what kind
we are going to have.
Revenue From Beer
When the beer bill was being put through Congress,
it was estimated that the taxes accuring from the sale of
the beverage would bring the federal treasury approxi
mately $150,000,000 a year. It begins to look now as if
this estimate were far too low.
To yield that much revenue the beer industry would
have to sell 30.000.000 harrels a year—an average of
slightly more than 82.000 barrels a day. During the first
24 hours of legal beer, reliable estimates put the total
sales at between 1,000,000 and 1,500.000 barrels.
To be sure sales will not continue in anything like
that volume. But even if they go on only at a tenth of
that rate—which is surely a conservative estimate—the
tax revenue will be far greater than $150,000,000 a year.
It looks as if the beer tax will be a far more impor
tant revenue producer than anyone had dared to hope.
The
Once Over
THE LOW-DOWN ON INFLATION
It is about time somebody ex
plained ail about inflation, the de
cline of the dollar, etc., in words
anybody can understand. So here
goes:
Briefly, the idea is to do away
with the old Model T dollar and
bring out one along snappier lines,
with less wind resistance, quicker
pickup, wizard (F. D. R.) control,
free wheeling and a new aluminum
body or something. iStop us if we
get too technical).
• • •
The dollar now buys too muen.
You take oats, no, one second
thought, let us not take oats. When
you start talking about oats tiie
conversation leads to horses and Use
first thing you are bitting two dol
lars on the fifth at Harve de Grace.
Take wheat. Wheat is so cheap that
a man with wheat on his hands Is
worse off than a fellow with a pent
house.
• • •
Take spinach. In 1928 a dollar
would buy only enough spinach for
; two adults and nine children. To
day the same dollar will buy enough
spinach for 26 adults and 98 chil
dren. and the situation is aggrava*
ed by the fact that the adults arc
so sick of spinach they are more in
sistent than ever that the childun
eat it. Do we make ourselves clear?
(Voices: -Non
• AW
Well, lei us speak in terms of
yachts. In boom tunes $50,000 w-ou’d
buy one yacht, without a tender or
set of pil'* rules. Today yachts are
selling for $500. three for $2,500.
with an extra pair of biue pants
thrown In.
• • •
Now what does this mean? Huh?
It means that things are unbalanc
ed. We’ve got to get the dollar low'
er so it wall send goods such as
wheat, spinach, yachts, copper,
steel, beer, jig-saw puzzles and oth
er essentials hiRher. »Even if this
were easier to understand you
wouldn't like it—Ed).
m • •
So what? So we inflate commodi
ties. We put 38 pounds in the front
i res and forty-five in back. And
we deflate the dollar by letting out
the air all around. Then what lave
we got? Have we got u dollar? No.
The dollar is gone What have we
got in its place? In its place we
have a flat tire.
• • •
We trust we have made every
thing clear.
A Real Comedown
That the dollar was sinking was
known to most people, but only a
few realized it would ever sink so
low that folks would begin swapping
it for common stocks.
Ima Dodo says he uncle has .n
vested all his money in a riding
academy so he can be assured of
stable money
Very Evasive
The difficulty in supporting the
dollar doesn’t surprise most people
They have had trouble keeping a
dime.
What America needs, some stat**s
mcn seem to think, is a good ten
cent dollar.
••Congress Considers Gag Bill.”—
headline We hope It extends to
radio comedians
Those hats the girls are wearing
this spring must have been de
signed by the fellow who gets up the
costumes for the annual carnival
at Nice.
Quotations
In a certain measure I am re
markably like St of the Eng
lish. First I convince myself that a
thing Ls not going to happen and
when it does happen I say perhaps
something will turn up.
— Ruyard Kipling. English author
• • •
Federal legislation should provide
for the careful and rigorous reg
ulation of the granting of loans by
banks to their own officers and di
rectors.
—Leonard P Ayres, banker and ec
onomist.
• • •
He did ont fret Himself for things
or place or power.
- Mrs Pearl S Buck, novelist and
missionary.
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New York
Letter
BV PALL HARRISON
NEW YORK—At the Club Rich
man : Handsome Russell Patterson,
the artist; Johnny Green, the com
poser; dainty Mitzi Mayfair; Jim
my Durante and his nose; Hal
Le Roy, the dancer from Cincin
nati; smartly-togged Jean Aubert;
stout and beaming Sophie Tuck
er ... These and many others ap
plauding Gilda Grays return to
Broadway. An older, but a new
Gilda, singing torch songs instead
of shimmying. More than 15 years
ago she was discovered by Sohpie
Tucker, and started on her career.
Until this night the two perennials
hadn't met since the “Gaitics of
1919” ...
At the new spring revue of the
Cotton Club: Carl Van Vechten,
the writer; Lupe Velez and, of
course. Johnny Weismuller; Lju
Holtz; Eddie Cantor; Ethel Mer
man; Sophie Tucker ... Every
body applauding the singer, Ethel
Waters ... Miss Waters recalls
gratefully how. many years ago,
she was led out of oblivion by Miss
Tucker, given several dresses and
recommended for a spot on
Broawa.v ...
At the Hollywood, on the third
night: A spotlight, searching out
celebrities, has little trouble land
ing on Sophie Tucker. She takes
! a bow, then stills the applause
with her booming voice: "I'm leav
ing Broadway for awhile, folks ...
I'm going %o Chicago tome frow,
and tonight I want to try out some
of my new songs on you ... ”
Stopped ’Em at 17
After three numbers she sat
down, flushed and triumphant;
j “Guess there's life in the old girl
yet; they seemed to like 'em. Now
tor Chicago; I'm opening at the
Two - Twenty - Five Club, very
swankj. on the Gold Coast. And
think I'll have my own club at
the worlds fair.
“Chicago likes Sophie Tucker.
I’ve been going back there several
times a year for—let me see—since
1909. remember that first day; it
was at William Morris' American
Music Hall, and I was number
two on a twenty-act bill. I was
Just a kid. 17, ran away from home
three years before, and didn't
want anybody to guess my age. So
I had a black velvet gown, with a
train, and my hair up in exactly 125
curls. I came on holding a sheet ot
music. The orchestra started that
dum-dum-de-dum bit from Faust
—and most of the audience made a
break for the bar at the back of the
hall!
’T stopjied ’em. though. I let out
one loud bellow and rooted 'em in
their tracks. Then I went into ‘The
Lov-m' Rag—the Lov-in’ Rag—’ and
they all rushed back and sat down.”
• • »
Russian l - Birth
Noboay would guess It. but So
phie Is a Russian instead of a corn
belt Amazon. Back in the early
nineties, she confided, her parents
fled Odessa and went into hiding
i near the Italian border, which thev
hoped to cross. Their name was
Kalish ... Into their retreat one
day stumbled an ailing young Ital
ian, fleeing military service in his
own country. The Kalishes nursed
him until he died, then took his
passport and adopted the name It
bore—Aduza
They took ship for America A
daughter was born to them on the
boat, and they called her Sonia—
Sonia Aduza.. They settled In Hart
ford. Conn., and there Sonia learn
ec to sing and to yearn for the st age.
Finally she ran away to New York,
where her lusty voice won her small
turns on beer garden stages. Made
up In blackface, she shouted '’oon
songs, later appeared In burlesque.
After she had married a man nam
ed Tuck, somebody suggested she
use the name of Sophie Tucker.
The sun will be colder during the
next few years, predicts the Smith
sonian Institution Yes. and so will
the look of bankers asked for loans
on suburban allotments.
Nobody need be surprised at the
way Pres. Roosevelt threw out the
first ball to open the season at
Washington We've known ever
since March 4 that he had plenty
of speed.
Man reports his canary, silent 13
years, began to sing th; day Rooftr
velt was inaugurated. Sure it wasn't
| a bluebird.
• • •
The Italian who invented the post
I card has just gone to his reward
While we hope he Is having a fine
time, we are glad we are not there
• • •
Easter is one time when a woman
may be depended upon to use her
head.
• •
News item says there Is a cave on
Manhattan Island that was used by
the early Indians as a home. Bet if
you'd look It up you'd find it full
of bankers.
• • •
Speaking of deflation, it ought to
, bring the bloated bondholder back
1 to normalcy.
• • •
House of commons passes a bill
that fresh drinking water must be
available wherever meals are setv
ed. Better pass an amendment that
it must be labeled, so Englishmen
will know what it Is
• • •
Will Hays says experience has
proved that vulgarity in the
| movies doesn’t pay Which may ex
plain why .so many companies are
on the rocks.
Movie Sidelights
CAPITOL
The hum of a propeller, the roai
of motors, and Lady Cynthia Darr
ington's moth piane ascends into
the heavens to hurl a romantic
bomb-shell into the orderly life of
a staid British statesman, who has
been a moral husband for twenty
years.
RKO-Radio Pictures’ "Christophei
Strong,’’ featuring Katharine Hep
burn as the adventurous aviatrix
and Colm Clive, showing Wednes
day and Thursday at the Capitol
Theatre, pictures this dramatic,
fast-stepping situation.
Christopher and Cynthia forget
friends, morals, conventions. He |
leaves heme. wife, daughter and !
society; she makes him her world I
They enjoy supreme happiness for ’
more than a year—and then the i
boomerang in the form of a pro
spective child. Cynthia doesn't tell
Christopher, but formulates a fatal
plan to liberate his infatuation
and return him to home and ca
reer.
QUEEN
Although the racket, devastating
In its scope and often leaving terror
in Its wake, has forced itself upon
the American economic structure
during the past decade, its far
reaching effects are realized by
comparatively few. How it has
spread Us influence to the lives of
the men in the street is embraced
by the Columbia production. “State
Trooper," a story of wilful sabotage
in the gigantic oil industry, which
comes to the screen of tne Queen
Theatre next Thursday and Fri
day.
According to the major premise
of the story, the petty racketeer is
unimportant, but *hen great com
bines plan viscious attacks upon
industries which deal directly with
the public, at times they will stop
at nothing in an effort to accomplish
their ends.
DITTMANN
Clark Gable and Jean Harlow,
platinum blonde charmer of the
screen, are seen together for the
second time in their careers in
“Red Dust", sensuous drama of
Indo-China. which heads the pro
gram at the Dittmann Theatre
Sunday.
"Red Dust” is a romantic ad
venture story laid amid the rubber
plantations of Indo-China. The
plantation setting alone occupied an
entire sound stage and contained
eight separate rooms built around a
large compound garden. Porches,
, mat roofs, and flooring of rough
hewn timber construction were du
plicated from photographs of build
ings in the little known district
which serves as a locale for the
plot.
RIVOLI-SAN BENITO
Which is the Kmg of Beasts—is i
it the lion or the tiger?
1 During the filming of "The Big
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Today’s Radio Features
WEDNESDAY, APRIL 26 (Central and Eastern Standard Time)
Note—All programs to key and basic chains or groups thereof unless speci
fied. coast to coast (c to cl designation includes all available stations.
Program* subject to change. P M.
NBC-WEAF NETWORK
BASIC—East: weaf wiw weel wtlc
wjar wtag wcah wfl wilt wfbr wrc wiry
when wcae wtam wwj weal. Midwest:
. wmaq wcfl ksd woe-who wow wdaf
NORTHWEST A CANADIAN — wtmj
wiba kstp webc wday kfyr ckgw cfcf
SOUTH — wrva wptf wwnc wis wjax
wfla-wsun wiod sum wmc wsb wapl
wjdx wsmb kvoo wky wfaa wbap kpre
woat ktbs kths
MOUNTAIN — koa kdyl kgir kghl
COAST—kgo kfi kgw komo khq kpo
kfsd ktar ksu
Cent. East.
4:00— 5:00—Al Bernard, the Minstrel
4:15— 5:15—Trio Romartique—also o
4:30— 5:30—Schirmer. Schmitt, Pianos
4:45— 5:45—Paul Wing's Story—cast
6:00— 6:00—Meyer Davie Orch.—to c
5:30— 6:30—Back of News—aiso cst
5:45— 6:45—John Pierce, Tenor—to c
• :00— 7:00—Concert Ensemble—to c:
Maud A Cousin Bill—wmaq wdaf
6:15— 7:15—To Bo Announced
6:30— 7:30—Elvia Allman, Songstress
6:45— 7:45—Tht Goldbtrgs, Sketch
7:00— 6:00—Fannie Brice, Geo. Oleen
7:30— 1:30—Shadow Mystery Drama
8:00— 9:00—Ranny Weeks end Band
8:15— 9:15—Rocking Chair Memories
8:30— 9:3(^—Josef Lhevinns, Pianist
9:00—10:CO—Cob ’ipe Club—cst to cst
0:30—10:30—Dance Hits of Yesteryear
—east. Carveth Wells—midwest
10:00—11:00— Vincent Lopez Orchestra
10:30—11:30—Dance Orcheetra
11:00—12:00—Ralph Kirbery—haste
11:15—12:15— Trank Libuse's Orchestra
11:30—12:30—Mark Fisher's Orchestra
CBS WABC NETWORK
BASIC—East: wabc w-icc wade woko
wcao waab wnac wgr wkbw wkrc whk
ckok wdre wcau wtp wjas wean wfhl
wsnd wjsv; Midw.st: wbbm wgn wfbm
krnbo woco krnox wowo
EAST AND CANADIAN — wpg whp
wlhw w*hec wlbx wfex wore efrb ckac
DIXIE — wgst wsfa wbre wqam wdod
wnox Kira wreb wla< wdsu wtoc krld
wrr ktrh ktsa waco koma w«1ho wodx
wbt wdae wblg whas wtar wdbj wwva
tv mbs wsjs
MIDWEST — wbcm wsi<t wcah wmbd
wtaq wkbh kfab wi*n ksej wibw kfh
wmt wnac wkbn wgl
MOUNTAIN—kvnr kl* k«h ksl
PACIFIC COAST — khj koin kgb kfre
kol kfpy kvl
Cent. last.
4:00— 5:00—The Captivators—C to C
4:15— 5:15—Dr R* Mi Trio—to coast
4:30— »:30—Skippy. Sketch—east only
4:45— 5:45—Th# Lone Wolf—east only
5:00— 6:00—Mansfield Orches-—also e
5:15— 6:15—Mansfield Orchestra — c
to c. The Devil Bird—midwest only
5:31^- 6:30— Jack Oempoey Gym —
aaat. Skippy, Sketch—midwast rpt
cent. test.
5:45— 6:45—Just Plain Bill — eaat
only; Lone Wolf- midwest repeat
6:00— 7:00—Myrt and Marge — east
6:15— 7:15—Buck Rogers in 2433
east Martin's Orchestra—Dixie
6:30— 7:30—Tiavelers’ Quartet—east;
Freddie Martin's Orchestra—Dixie;
Art Collins’ Orchestra—midwest
6:45— 7:45— Boake Carter—basic; Be*
tween the Bookends—west
7:00— 8:00—Light upera Gems—to e
7:30— 8:30—Kate Smith, Songs — ba
sic; Dictators Orchestra—Dixie
7:45— 8:45— Lyman's Or.-basic; Die
tators—Dixie. Organ —west
8:00— 9:00— Mary Eastman-also cst
8:15— 9:15—Romantic Bachelor—to c;
Four Clubmen—Dixie
8:30— 9:30—Burns and Allen—basic;
Ann Leaf, Organ—Dixie
9:00—10:00— George Givot—cat to cst
9:30—10:30—Edwin C. Hill—also coast
9:45—10:45—Little Jack Little — east;
Myrt and Mirge—repeat lor west
10:00—11:00—Barlow Symphony—C to c
10:30—11:30—Joe Haymes Orch.—c to e
11:00—12:00—E Ducnin Orches.—c to o
11:30—12:30— Oxzie Nelson Or.—c to e
12:00— 1:00— Dance Hour—wabc only
NBC-WJ2 NETWORK
BASIC — East; wjs wbx-wbza wbal
wham kdka wgar wjr wlw wsyr wmal;
Midwest: ifeky kyw kfkx wenr wla
kwk kwer koil wren wmaq kso
NORTHWEST A CANADIAN — wimj
wiba katp webc wday kfyr ckgw cfcf
SOUTH — wrva wptl wwnc wla wjax
wtla-wsun wiod warn wmc wsb wapl
wjdx wimb kvoo wky wfaa wbap kpre
wnai Ktbs kths
MOUNTAIN—koa kdyl kgir kghi
PACIFIC COAST — kgo kfl kgw komo
khn kpo kfsd Ktar
Cent. East.
3.45— ■»:45—M. Sherman's Orchestra
4:15— 5:15—Oick Daring—east only
4:30— 5:30—The Singing Lady—cast
4:45— 5:45—Orphan Annie—cast only
5:00— 6:00—Maud A Cousin Bill. Skit
5:15— 6:15—Kinq Kill Kare A Adolph
—east. Dick baring—midwest rpt
5:30— 6:30—Three X Sisters. Songs
5:45— 6:45 — Lowel Thomas — east:
Orphan Annie—midwest repeat
6:00— 7:00— Amos 'n Andy—east only
6:15— 7:15—Octavus R. Cohen Story
6:30— 7:30—Black String Symphony
7:00— 8:00—The Crime Clues Mystery
7:30— 8:30—The sstere Trio—east
7:45— 8:45— Phil Cook and Hie Act
8 00— e;00—Sherlock Holmes Adven.
8:30— 9:30—Donald Novie— also coast
9:00—10:00—Tnt Revelers' Quartet
9:15—10:15—Vic A Sade. Comedy Act
9:30—10.30—Pan-American Concert
10:00-11:00- Pickens Sisters - east
only. Amos 'n Andy—repeat for w
10:15—11:15— Bernice Clair. Soprano—
rast. Cohen Story—west repeat
10:3"-11:3C-— Master Singers Chorus
11:00—1?:00— Bert Lown's Jrchettra
11:15—12:15—Sherlock Holmes—c rpt
11:30—12:38—Johnny Johnson's Orches.
REMEMBER HOW EXCLUSIVE THAT PLACE USED TO BE?
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Cage,** which coxes to the Rnoli
Theatre Thursday, this question
was answered tor the first time in
animal training history.
Until Clyde Beatty had almost
completed at Universal City stu
aios, “The Big Cage,’ even he
didnt know. An unlorseen and
unpreventable accident lor the
first time brought together a lull
grown lien and a full gioan tiger
in a place where this argument
could not be interrupted. It was
no fault of Beatty and his seven
--—--1
circus attendant*. They tried in
every way to ‘top the fight, but
you can't stop a lion and tiger
fight like you can a d«\ fig.V.
Part of this actual latal battle
s shewn in •The Big Cage.” All
hail the lion. He is King of Beasts!
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DARLinG Pool »=■
MONICA O'DARE !
wrong side of town In the shahhy
little shingled cottage which had
been the only thing left to the
O'Dares when "darling Papa" bad
gone.
Monica O’Dare sighed. The day
had been warm and business in
Mr. Vernon’s drugstore, where she
worked, had been unusually brisk
She was tired. She did hope
things would be smooth at home.
She wanted to look fresh and un
worried the first time Dan saw her
after an absence of months. She
shivered, thinking of ail the girls
Dan must have met during the
winter In Cleveland. Dan wras
"learning the business" in his
uncle’s mills. He was 21, the Car
digan's only son. They were proud
of him. and Dan, it must he ad
mitted, was rather proud of him
self. He had left an eastern college
the year before to go into “The
Works” and it was felt, in the fam
ily. that the boy bad done a fine
thing.
Monica wondered, for the hun
dredth time, how she had had the
great good luck to attract Dan.
Hadn't she been in love with him
for years—since second year high
school, really? And hadn’t It
seemed the most fantastic dream
come true, two years ago. when
Dan had first begun to notice her?
She went over the scene in her
mind again. She cherished it. It
had been during the first week she
had clerked at the drugstore.
• • •
CHE bad been arranging the per
**■' fume bottles iD the case, her
back turned to the door, when she
beard bis voice. That slow, deep
drawl bad set her pulses pounding
Sb« went on. fingering the squat i
crystal containers, afraid to turn
around and betray what she was
feeling. Thou she heard Mr. Ver
non's good-natured. “Guess there's
somebody you know here, Dan
Meet my new helper. Guess you
two know each other.”
She had turned, hoping the ner
vous puise In her throat, now float
ing madly, didn't reveal itself. She
had been rewarded for her calm
demureness by a flash of interest
in Don Cardigan's smoldering
eyes. Her own, velvet lashed, with
their amber depths, were lifted in
nocently to his.
“God. make him like me. make j
him like me!” she had prayed, with
simple fervor.
Well, he had. And he did- she
hoped! Perhaps this summer, this
week, things would be settled be
tween them. Perhaps—it migtht be
as simple as this—Dan would come
to see her tonight and say; "Let's
cut down to High Springs Satur
day and be married.”
He hadn't ask her yet. In ao
many words. But everyone in town
knew she was ”D.m Cardigan's
girl.” Everyone expected him to
ask her. Only Monnie. herself,
sometimes felt a sick pang of ap
prehension. When they were to
gether it was ail right. Dancing or
riding down the yellow roads In
Dan’s old roadster It was when
she was alone, when her mother
looked at her anxiously, worriedly,
not speaking her thoughts, that
Monnie knew terror—terror at the
thought of losing Dan.
She turned in. at length, between
the ragged lines of privet that tier
dered the red brick walk, and went,
with brisk steps, toward tbe lillie
white bouse. i
It was a nice little house, a trifle
shabby, it is true, but home, for
all that. If Monica longed for the
fleshpots of "the Hill” she gave no
outward sign of it. Not for the
world would she have hurt her
mother's feelings. The O'Dares had
been used to better things. Before
Papa’s death they had had a trim
red brick house farther out, with
sloping lawns, and a colored man
to keep the borders tidy. Papa bad
had a little car, too, and they had
been a prosperous little family.
Now everything was changed. Mon*
nie. in spite of her few years, bad
a burden to carry. Bill helped but
it was Monnie to whom the mother
looked for everything.
"Hello, there!” She hung her hat
on the outmodeled "hall tree”
(how she hated that thing!) and
passed through to the kitchen. Mrs.
O’Dare was at the stove, stirring
something.
"Hot!” Monnie said simply,
pushing back the ringlets of
bronze hair and sighing. She was
wishing, this night, for cool food
on silver salvers, for a great high
room with silvery green curtains
swishing at the windows and a
man's face (it wore Dan's features)
smiling down at her. She saw her*
self wearing organdie of palest
pink, flowing to her toes. There
were blue slippers on her feet
"Mo—ther!” The shrill, girlish
voice of Kay brought Monnie
abruptly back to earth. Kay stood
in the doorway, her youthful bosom
heaving with some real or fancied
grievance, her eyes, gentian-blue
where Monnie'a were amber-dark,
smoldering.
"Mo—ther! You said you’d press
my linen and you didn’t!”
• • •
\FOXNIE compressed her lips.
1 "Why didn't you do It your
self? You know Mother’s worn out
as It is?”
Mrs. O'Dare Intervened.
"I'm sorry, honey. I didn't seem
to get around to it I was on tht ,
Ro ail day.” Her fine, delicately •
lined face was flushed and tired.
Monica felt a surge of affection for
her and with it the familiar flara
of Impatience Kay's unreasonable
ness so often evoked.
*T1I do It after •upper," Mrs
O'Dare said gently.
Monnie swung. "You won't do
any such thing! You'll go and lie
down while Kay and I do the
dishes. You had that bad head
ache yesterday and you're a wreck
now ” Her eyes blazed into Kay's.
She followed the sulking young
ster into the hall, shutting the
door behind her. In a low tone she
said. “How can you. Kay? You
know she’s tired out Doctor Allen
said-"
Kay shruRRed her shoulder#
Petulantly she muttered. "All yo
care about is getting your o*
way If you were going out wl
Dan Cardigan It'd be a differ*
story."
Monnie flushed a deep sea?
What did Kay know about D
arrival hack in town?
“Dan’s back In town," Kay
spitefully. “And I bet be
eveu telephoned you."
Monnie's heart began tc*
thickly, painfully. She felt 11
suffocated. But she mana^°
say. with dignity:
“I knew he was coming. f<1
from him the other day "
Kay smiled wisely. ,0* I
didn’t see him driving d^in
street with Sandra aboutj**1
two. Oh no. be wouldn't* **
come around, not till hej*1?**
ready, And when he | *
find you waiting righ' .
left you" I
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