The Daily Alaska empire Newspaper, November 20, 1931, Page 6

THE DAILY ALASKA-EMPIRE, FRIDAY, NOV. 20, 1931. SAKES SUCH LANGUAGE/ Y/WANT WASH MOUTH WITH ALIVE,ANGEL, MOTHER TO YOUR 1 FORGOT THAT UNCLE SAMUEL WAS A VENTRILOQUIST / LADY witha DAST BY HARRIET HENRY Synopsis: Popularity is the stakes for which Venice Muir has been trained and groomed, but she sces no chance of win- ning. Her mother, prominent in New York socicty, cares only for Venice's sccial success. Ven- ice realizes that she hasn't the light ease that her friends possess. She is unusually love- Iy but her face is both imma- ture and wistful. “I look too pure,” she decides. “Purity is cut of style” The Goadby’s party is for Venice merely an- other instance of her lack of appcal. Her friend Lela Goad- by provides her with partners, but she cannot interest them. Attempting to imitate the metheds of the other girls, she fails miserably. The next morn- ing Venice considers trying to write a novel. Continual intro- spection has given her ability to analyze the emotions of others. Mrs. Muir comes in, and looks anxiously at Venice. “Hew was the Goadby’s party,” the acked. Chapter 4. SELF-REVELATION “It was really beautifully done,” Venice told her mother. “Excel- all wrong. | never make a hit anywhere, lent music. Lush foot, lots of peo- | ple.” “Did you have a good time?"” “N-no.” “Why not?” “Oh, Mother, usual.” It was these repeated post-party catechisms that I got stuck as nificance. There was a silence. Mrs. Muir Jooked distressingly perplexed. “I can't understand you, Venice,” she complained. “I'm so easy to understand, Mo- | ther. It's probably one of the trou- bles. Np one’s intrigued by the ob- vious. We've gone over it too often. I just don't happen to have any ial graces. I like to talk books suppose, you make 4t a party heightened the | urge Within Venice for popularity. | ‘They lent her failure added sig- | jand things like that. No one wants |to talk books at a party. I try for |airy persiflage. It simply won't | come to the tip of my tongue. And |the knowledge that I'm stupid that way, makes me self-conscious and dull.” Her words fairly tumb- {led over each other in the bitter- |ness of self-revelation. “You can't turn a violet into an orchid no matter how you cultivate it. Mayn't I take some courses up at Columbia? I'd love to write. I have plenty of plots in my head. Mayn't I, Mother?” “One of those intellectual girls! Nonsense, Venice. Writing isn't go- ing to keep your life warm and | filled as you grow older. Tt's en-| ‘t,ert,alnlng and being entcrtalned that fills nooks and crannies. husband, children, your own hom tions. That's the essence of life. Don’t be absurd, dear.” “I wonder.” “Don't wonder,” snapped Mrs. Muir. “Be satisfied with what has | satisfied generations before you. Wondering is the undoing of the modern generation.” “Or the making,’ ice. “There!” said Mrs. Muir disgust-| edly. “That's the kind of remark suggested Ven- Venice told Lola. | men, Venice. They want you to think them clever but they shy clear of brains in the weaker sex.” “Dear mother! You're so south of-the-Mason and-Dixon-line, it | you know what T mean.” “I'm glad to say I don't.” She her wrist. “Goodness, eleven. I must be off to the Red Cross, Good-bye, dear.” Venice put aside the breakfast own, The neglect of othes could not frustrate it. A novel. Would she have the perseverance? A book bed, pulled a neglige about her, settled at the spinet desk. Pencil. Paper. She was absorbed. Twenty minutes later Venice Plenty of friends, plenty of invita-: Deep. Never try to be clever with, glanced at the jewelled watch on/ almost | tray, Writing? Writing would be something within herself, all her, about herself. She jumped out of leaned back in the chair. She felt warm and excited and strangely anticlpatory. She read what she had written. She liked it. She had shown herself at the Goadb: party. It seemed like a real party if only she had succeeded in bring- ing out the poignant misery of her own unpopularity. Her eyes shone. I'm going to do a little every day. | The telephone at her bedside table jangled. “Hello.” “Morning, Venice.” “Oh, Lola. Your party was love- ly. Come to lunch, won't you. We will mull it all over.” “Fine. Are you going to the | Yale-Princeton game by any chance?” “No. I donw expect to.” “Well, Tl be along in a minute ‘Bye, Venice.” Venice let the receiver sink slow- ly into place. The Yale-Princeton ! game. Crisp, tangy air; pretty girls |in pretty clothes; cheery men in raccoon coats and high spirits. | And going home in a car. Laugh |ing and singing and snuggling {close to a raccoon shoulder. She | knew. She'd done it once, her de- butante year, when her mother had arranged a party. She had liked it better than anything that had | ever happened in the gay, social whirl. Oh, God, she wanted to go. { Almost everybody went. And what | was worse almost everybody talked 10{ it for a week afterwards. Two ‘weeks of acknowledged exclusion for Venice. Writing. Pouff! It wasn't enough. ‘When Lola came Venice analyzed her for the hundredth time. Noth- ing ever worried or fretted her, ‘seemed to impress her one way cr { another. She slid gaily, heedlessly >on Her brown eyes, chocolate and yel)[,hLly prominent, like the eyes of | a Pekinese, sparkled and laughed, ' her mouth turned up at the cor- | ners, her snub nose aided and abet- |ted her general look of efferves- | cence. Even the crisp bits of crinky | yellow hair that sprung from the | sides of her close-fitting black hat had an air of vitality and sup- | pressed gaiety. | “Whither away?” she cried. | “That's just what I feel like | dolng—withering away,” sald Ven- | fce dryly. | “And what's the matter now?” | Lola tossed her hat and coat on the !noarest chair. | 8itting opposite each other at | the oval mahogany table, sunshine painting it to the redness of ripe | cherries, flashing on old Colonial | silver, dappling gold the pompon chrsanthemums in the center crys- tal bowl, Venice unburdened her- | eelf. | “Im all wrong” she blurted. “What's the use of pretending? I never make a hit anywhere. No one hardly ever takes me home. Don’t you think I might back out of it all, study something?” “Heavens no! Why? What you want to back out of is the only | thing, Venice. You'll get into your stride suddenly one of these days. You're shy, that's all. Stick it out. it be worth it. It's fun. “Yes, if you're popular. I'm not, |1t's agony then. Hanging about and watching other people enjoy them- selves. What makes one popular, do you think?” Lola nibbling a roll, reflected. “Well, there's various types of popularity.” “For instance?” Announcement! Pending Adjustment OF OUR FIRE, SMOKE AND WATER LOSS WE WILL ENDEAVOR TO SERVE YOU AS USUAL ABIN’S “The Store for Men” WATCH FOR OPENING DATE YOU NEEDN'T PRETEND THAT You WERE ASLEEP L) SAMUEL ! By CLIFF STERRETT | FORTUNEOF MILLIONAIRE SWEPT AWAY Home and Tax Claim Alone Remain of Millions Made in Oil By WILLIAM VOIGT, JR. PONCA Cr1y, Ukla, Nov. 20.—A now a man facing comparative want. Such is the case of E. W. Mar- land, founder of the Marland company only six years ago valued at more than $85,000,000. Encompassed by all the visible symbols of wealth and beholding from his windows a mighty indus- trial project which he fathered, Marland, according to published | reports, has only his palatial home left. 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