HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance-Times, 1936-09-17, Page 6PAGE SIX WINGHAM ADVANCE-TIMES Thursday, Sept. 17th, 1936
by Ruth Harley
SYNOPSIS: Maris Trevor is dis- been with the concern a short time
couraged because Rod O’Rorke
spends all his money developing an
invention which he hopes will pro
vide an income so that they can
marry. Maris thinks tlmy should en-
jj»y the present rather than deny
themselves for the future. She be
comes uncertain of her love for Rod.
Perhaps there would be more happi
ness with someone else,
* * *
“Don't worry, Dad,” Maris heard
-Stan answer. "They’ve got Rowene’s
picture and they'll have one of her
in the outfit after the show. We
don’t want to give away all <.»ur ideas,
or no one will take the time to come
to the exposition.”
“It’s a stunning looking gown,” re
marked Milly as they came alongside
the office. “Still, I bet if you or 1
had the chance to wear it, we’d look
just as* well. But let me tell you,
Stan’s a hard baby. He hasn’t any
eyes now except for Rowene.” Ami
so, the office vamp acknowledged her
defeat.
A smile hoveled around Maris’ lips
as she said, “Surely you haven't giv
en up hope?”
Milly did not reply, for the star
salesman was just a few steps ahead
•of them. He had already proved re
ceptive to Milly’s wiles, so Maris en
tered the cloakroom alone.
As she stood before the mirror and
touched up her lips, then set her hat
at the correct angle, another girl en
tered.
“Gee, if I didn’t think it was- so
ciety’s latest bud, Miss Rowene Quirk,
standing before the mirror! Gosh,
young Stan will need to look out or
he may be mistaking your for his best
girl.”
The color mounted in Maris'
cheeks. She cried, “Quit your kid
ding!” But a glow of happiness swept
through her. Did she really look like
Rowene? She’d never given that a
thought, for she’d only seen the girl
once before.
“It’s no kidding. I bet if you
on that bridal gown, you’d look like
her twin. Honest, when you were fix
ing your hat, you quirked your eyes
up just the way she does.”
“Fat chance of me wearing the Fay
son gown. Guess I should be glad
I get a chance to address the invi
tations for- this bit of humbug.”
“Huh, so that’s what you call the
exposition. Thought you’d have had
a word of praise for young Stan, try
ing to put the firm on its feet atfer
all this depression.”
“Oh, I guess it’s a good idea all
right, but gosh, what do ideas do for
• us? Only give us more work and
keep us slaving at our desks longer!”
“Haven’t you finished with the ad
dressing yet?” asked the girl as she
opened her locker.
“No, we’ll be at it all this after
noon and may have to stay late.”
“Well, I won’t. The boy friend'-
taking me to the ^hore and you bet
I don’t want to swelter in the office
a moment longer than I have to." i
"Someone will have to ztzy,” de
clared Maris.
“Tell Miss Riggs to count me out/* ?
cried th" girl as ’-he k-L t5-?
She knew that only girls who bad there's
had
[with this exposition than I reckoned
on and I’d like to get the feminine
viewpoint on some of our announce
ments. ‘ Would you mind coming in
to the office for a few minutes. I
shan’t keep you long.”
Again Maris smiled, suddenly glad
she had had to work late. And as
she walked with Stan along the cor
ridor, her eyes were sparkling. He
was—well, “charming” was the only
word that described him. No wort-
dcr Rowene was quite set up about
her engagement. No wonder she lik
ed to show him off to her friends.
“Won’t you sit here?” he asked as
they entered his office, and he indi
cated a chair beside his desk. “Now,
I’m going to read this announcement.
It’s only a short one, and I want you
to tell me exactly what you think of
would be asked to do this work.
Hurrying from the room, Maris
realized she would surely have to
stay overtime. If she did, then there
wouldn't likely be any chance of fur
thering her acquaintance with Stan.
But as she ate some shrimp salad and
drank a cup of coffee, a smile curv
ed her lips. So the girls thought she
looked like Rowene? Did they ready
mean it?
Pulling out her compact, she stud
ied her face in the mirror with a crit
ical eye, Then when she snapped it
shut and slipped it into her bag and
had taken out the change to pay for
her lunch, she whispered to herself,
“I guess they’re right.”
She stepped through the revolving
door. A little frown creased her fore-1
head. What good would that do her ’ it, Remember, in this business we are
Rowene Quirk was in in the morning, all dressed up in the wedding gown
she is going to wear at the show.
anyway; was her thought, especially
if what Milly had said—that Stan was
engaged to Rowene—was true?
Back at her machine once more
Maris addressed the envelopes in fev
erish haste. She did not want to
stay late. If only she could reach the
sidewalk when Stan entered his smart
roadster! If only somehting would
happen, so he would recognize her,
and . . . But, there, she thought, what
was the gool of wishing?
Five o’clock and the sound of scrap
ing chairs and tramping feet told of
-ier fellow workers’ release. A stack
if envelopes still rested on her desk.
Miss Riggs had told her they must
be finished. She was thrusting one
ifter another into her machine with
impatient fingers, when she suddenly
realized someone had stopped at her
desk.
Maris raised her startled, lark eyes
and met the smiling gaze of Stan
Fayson.
“I’m sorry if I frightened you,” he
| said in his drawling voice.
I “Oh, it’s all right,” Maris answer-
| ed. “I was so busy I didn’t hear you
■ coming.” She waited expectantly to
’ hear what he wanted.
“Well, I wonder if I might inter-
•upt you/’ he continued. “You know |
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wrote her suggestion.
Reading it carefully, he looked up
suddenly and his brown eyes fickertd
with amusement. “You win,” he said.
“I felt there was something wrong
here, but I couldn’t place it. Now
maybe you will'—”
But • the continued ringing of the
telephone made him stop in the mid-
‘dle of his sentence. Then as “Maris
glanced across at him she saw a sud
den change in his face.
He said to the person on the wire,
“Perfectly all right, Rowene, Yes,
you know I’d love to do that for you,
I may be a little late; still working
over the exposition stuff. Yes, dar
ling, good-by.”
Slightly flustered, he turned again
to the folder on. his desk. “This is
what I’d like you to look over, but
it's a shame to keep you here. Sup
pose you take it* with you, and let
me know about it in the morning,"
He handed a paper to her.
A change seemed to have come
over him. the gay spirit of camar
aderie was forgotten. Once more he
was a business man, his interest sole
ly on future profits, and feeling as
though a shower of cold water had
suddenly splashed her, Maris left the
room. She’d been silly to think he’d
been interested in her. Probably he’d
forgotten he’d spoken to her the oth
er evening. Maybe Patsy was right.
Maybe there was a dividing line be
tween such men as Stan and girls
like her, and she’d been foolish en
ough to think that was just talk.
Nevertheless, as she left the room,
Stan’s friendliness won her again. He
exclaimed, “It’s been ever so good
of you to help me. 1 certainly ap
preciate it. You’ll let me know about
the other tomorrow.”
Maybe Rowene had said something*
to him that had made him seem to
freeze up after he spoke with her,
thought Maris. She shrugged hei
shoulders as she closed her desk.
Stan was still in his office. It look
ed as tnough he was going to stay
all night. Slipping the sheet he had
given her into a folder, she put it m
the drawer of her desk, Tomorrow
she would give him the criticism he
had requested.
Going towards the subway, she had
a queer, ent-oif sort of feeling, as
though she didn’t beyong anywhere,
or to anyone. A loneliness she had
never known before swept over her.
If only she co-uld meet Rod he’d
drive away her blues.
Then she remembered that she had
practically driven Rod from her side.
Well, maybe she’d call him. And as
she was jostled by the crowds and
realized how insignificant a speck she,
was in Manhattan, she longed, for the
comfort of Rod’s strong arm. But
like a flash she realized he was al
ready on his way to Cleveland. Some
how, when he had talked with her
about this chance that had' come to
him, she had not paid much attention ■
to what he was saying, for
thoughts were with Stan.
Even as she was rocked back and
forth in the subway as the express
took the curves at high, speed, Maris
was wondering whether she had made
a mistake about Rod, whether she
should have followed the dictates of
her heart instead of building gay air
castles in. which a dark-eyed, debon-
nail young man played a leading'role.
But when she got uptown and left,
the subway, things seemed to take
on a different complexion. Stan had
really been cptite nice to her, Of
course he was engaged to Rowene
and it would hardly be the thing to
be making a big fuss over any other
girl. Especially as Rowene was going
to wear the Fayson crepe wedding
gown at the exposition. She'd have a
chance to talk with him tomorrow.
A smile curved her lips and her big
brown eyes sparkled “mischievously.
Wouldn’t Milly feel left out when she
saw her enter Stan's office and talk
with him as though they’d been, col
lege pals!
Now she was glad that he had a
glass-encased office instead of solid
oak or mahogany. This would give
the girls something to think about.
Milly had always acted as though she
were the whole show. Yes, this would
surely knock some of the brag out
of her.
As she neared the apartment,
steps took on greater speed,
hadn’t seen Patsy last night or
morning, but she’d be in now.
was her time off. Not even stopping
to get out her key, Maris rapped mil
a light tattoo with her knuckles on
the door.
But there was. <m response. Thq.
smile vanished from, her face as she
catering to the women of the coun
try and I’m afraid we men don’t al
ways get our ideas across.”
For a moment or two Maris lis
tened as Stan read what he had writ-'
ten. He had a pleasant' voice, the
slight drawl acquired doubtless from
his mother, who was a Southerner,
and it fascinated' her. Then, sudden
ly, as he stopped, she realized she’d
never given a thought to what he
had read. So when he said, “Now let
me have your opinion,” itthe color
flamed into her cheeks.
“Would you mind reading it again
before I give my—my verdict?” she
stammered.
“Of course not, but I hope it will
be favourable.” Maris surprised a
look of real interest in his eyes..
Intent on the message, Maris got
all the import of his announcement,
and instantly saw a weak point. How
ever, when he looked at her, she won
dered if, although he had asked her,
she dared criticize it.
As though he read the turmoil in
her mind
wrong?”
“Oh, I
don’t you
to change the last paragraph to some
thing like thist.” And picking up a
sheet of paper from the desk, she
he said
think it’s
think it
her
rummaged in her bag for the key.
Surely nothing had happened to Pat!
When she opened the dooi' she went
straight to the dining room table, for
a sheet of paper was lying in the mid
dle of it, held down by a bowl of
chrysanthemums.
“Picking it up, she read, “Jimmy
and I have gone to the mpvies—the
early show—so call up Rod and we’ll
have a ' little party when we get in.
Don’t look in the ice-box. It’s a sur
prise. Pat.”
Maris gave a short, mirthless laugh.
Then Patsy must have decided that
they had made up. Well, maybe just
as well to leave her in ignorance, She
was glad he was out of town. It
might save some-embarrassing mo
ments. Pat was a dear, but sometimes
—-well, sometimes Maris wished she
would not be so concerned with what
she felt was her welfare.
(Continued Next Week)
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Cream of Celery Soup
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Children)
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Continue until all mixture is
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double
around
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Cream of Celery Soup
4 tablespoons butter
Va teaspoon salt
Few grains pepper
1 cup celery pulp
I 4 tablespoons flour
4 cups milk and vegetable water
Cut outer stalks oo celery into
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vegetable water. Put celery through
coarse sieve. Make cream sauce of
; butter, flour, seasonings, milk and
(vegetable water. Add celery pulp.
Sprinkle with parsley and serve hot.
Fruit Tapioca
% cup fine tapioca or % cup pearl
tapioca
% teaspoon salt
3 cups milk
cup sugar
1
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1
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Cook tapioca with salt and milk in
top of double boiler until transparent.
Add. sugar. Add a small amount of
hot mixture to beaten egg yolk. Com
bine with mixture in double boiler
and cook for 5 minutes. Remove from1
the heat and fold in stiffly beaten egg
white and vanilla. The fruit may be
added to the mixture with the beaten
egg white, or placed in the bottom of
dessert dishes and covered with mix
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at least one hour in cold water and
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egg white
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cup fresh fruit
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