Evening Star Newspaper, December 20, 1934, Page 51

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DAILY SHORT STORY: GOING Count Sergee Lectured on BLOND the Fuller Life, but He Really Meant a Fuller Purse for Himself. BY JANE O'CONNELL. ALLY H O W- ARD beamed nervously at the cab driver's back, tilted her pose so that it would suggest just the correct amount of disdainful dig- nity, and picked up her personality at the point where she had left it the evening before. All the assur- ance of 17, Sally realized, was going to be needed when she next enlered the old homestead, but, after all, it -was her own life she was leading. Sally was quite sure that Count Sergee, the per- fectly devastating man who had lec- tured so beautiful- 1y on theg fuller - 1ife, and livhg magnificently, and be- ing individual, had been talking di- tectly to her. Hadn’t he spoken of getting out of ruts and shaping one's life after one’s idea? Of course, he hadn't really men- tioned movie stars, but after all when one's figure, one's features and one's voice were the exact replica of Con- stance Moore'’s, it was rather stupid to have everything spoiled by mousy brown hair that didn't sparkle. She would never forget that day with Count Sergee. It had been at her home and the count had been comparing Agatha and Jean, and all the rest of her friends that really didn't matter, to subtle, mysterious tropical flowers, of which they had never even heard. When he had come to Sally he had bowed so per- fectly and his heels had clicked most elegantly when he had said: “To one so lovely, what can one say? Wait! Perhaps? Yes, yes! I would suggest—the hair. Gold you know— it brings one out. There is a place— their work is most sophisticate! One moment—ah, I have it. It is the Atlanta beauty salon—you know it?” And then Sally’s mother had come sweeping into the orom, so Sally never did hear what else he might have said. But his suggestion about her hair had stuck. As time went on Sergee attended her mother’s club, drank a cup of tea and told Sally’s mother and her friends how to manage their chil- dren and their husbands and their dogs and their leisure. Sally’s mother thought him wonderful—so amazing ~—so far-sighted. Sally found it dis- | concerting. Sally closed her eyes. She muldi see Jimmy stare and Bill gape when she left that beauty parlor. Count Sergee had really given her life in-| spiration—for Sally was going blond. Going blond had its difficulties. It had meant that one string of her per- fectly good line would have to be dis- carded. In days gone by, when new men had commented on her choice of hair- cut, Sally had smiled sweetly and declared: “Every member of my family has had mouse-brown hair for the last three generations. .Isn't it exciting? We all have one baby curl in the Bible. Perhaps I'll have a gwitch made some day.” Said new man always thought it very amusing, Sally Knew se- cretly that all gentlemen still pre- ferred blonds—not that gentlemen loomed first on Sally’s horizon, but, HE HAD BOWED < of course, it was always well to con- sider. Hadn't her father sent Susan on & ftrip every Summer for the last three. years, with ahsolutely no success? Susan was beginning to wax eloquent to her on careers for W omen while mother looked on Susan as & lost cause. “The Atlanta, did you say, ma’'m?” Sally congratu- lated herself on her scornful treat- ment of the "ple- beian” cab man, thought sadly of the lunchless, soda- less days ahead of her, and managed to present herself in the salon of the Atlanta beauty shop. “Ah, Mlle. Howard! We await you. So bee-oo-ti-ful will you become. Roberta—thees young lady — Mile. Howard!” Sally merely nodded. She was busy making 5 foot 3 look like 5 foot 5. Before she could pass judgment on the result she was whisked from the salon into the workshop of the At- lanta and Roberta was assuring her that her hair was really lovely and that when it was gold it would be sup- erb—ah, yes, when it was gold— Sally suddenly thought of her mother. Sally’s mother had heart troubles, and any opposition from husband or daughters resulted in mys- terfous hysterics and deadly pallors, and keeping the shades down and the house quiet for as many days as were necessary to conquer such opposition on the part of the (by that time) thoroughly frightened family. Sally shuddered. If only Count Ser- gee could be present when she re- turned— “Mademoiselle, you are finl. So lovely, you are! Venez—in here, see!” Sally paused at the reflection in the mirror. Odd, how different it was. She was blond—undeniably blond— and her mother expected her home for lunch, “Mademoiselle, you are parfaite, complete!” Sally lingered. The rooms were bewitching. They seemed all white and gold. Some one was coming. She | could not see any one, but she could hear the funny old monsieur who had met her at the door exploding in French. Why, what was he saying? “Count Sergee? Ah, he is my best, | my most bee-oo-ti-ful friend You know him, too? He and I—we some- times do business together. He was Jjust here a moment ago.” Count Sergee? Business? And Sergee had been very explicit about the Atlanta—Sally pushed back the curtain. There sat her mother—only something was different. Why, her mother had spun-gold hair, too! “Why, Sally, I didn’t expect you. How do you like it? Count Sergee suggested it, you know. Sally! Come here! What have you done to your hair!” SO PERFECTLY. (Copyright, 1934.) “Temiorrow — “Blind Faith,” by Randlyn Caylor, presents a common domestic scene, " A wife with a long- ing for new things and a penny-pinch- ing husband. ONE JUDGE UNDERBIDS SENTENCE OF ANOTHER PITTSBURGH (®).— Years ago Judge W. H. McNaugher was attorney for Francis A. Yost. But this time Yost came to Mc- Naugher on the bench on a bad check charge. McNaugher called Judge George V. Moore to act in the case. “But before I call Judge Moore,” he told Yost, “I want to tell you that if I heard the case I'd give you five years.” Judge Moore wasn't so hard. “Four years” was his decision. Storewide ADVERTISING INCREASES Four-fifths of Seasonal Loss From October Level Recovered. NEW YORK, December 20 (A).— The trend of newspaper advertising turned upward sharply in Wovember, overcoming four-fifths of the usual seasonal loss from October levels, Editor and Publisher, newspaper and advertising publication, said yesterday. The lineage index compiled by the weekly rose from 88.4 for October to 944 for November. The previous high had been 91.1 in August. Sale of PIANOS At Greatly Reduced Prices! . Including practically our entire stock of New and “Remade” Pianos—such famous makes as Knabe, Weber, Fischer, Kurtzmann, Stieff, Kimball, Cable- Nelson, Melville-Clark, Sohmer Wurlitzer and many others (over 100 are brand-new and the latest models). To make it easier for you to buy at once, if you wish, you need pay— —and as little as $1 weekly thereafter (depending on the price of the piano you buy). There is no delivery charge, and each purchase includes a bench or stool. Increasing business has forced us to take extra storage space away from our store, and rather than go to the great expense of moving a large group of pianos we're holding this sale, thereby saving money for both ourselves and purchasers. Buy your piano now! Grands, $165—$185—%$215 and Up Uprigh{s, $29 Up—Players, $49 Up Homer L. 1330 G Kitt Co. Street Open Evenings Until Christmas KID D'ORSAYS If you're fussy about what you give her, you'll like these particularly attractive, well-made slip- pers. They have hand-turned soles of flexible hard leather, kid covered heels and quilted satin linings. Black, red, blue or green; 315 to 8. LANSBURGH'S—SECOND FLOOR—SLIPPERS. Japanese COOLIE COATS Our own importation—arrived just in time to be an outstanding Christmas gift special. They’re made of fine quality 12- momie pongee in natural color, printed in floral and Oriental designs. LANSBURGH'S—THIRD FLOOR—NEGLIGEES. Check Your Wraps and Parcels never won fairlady (give her something that other men wouldn’t dare to) Pure Dye Satin, Crepe Lingerie If she has a feminine bone in her body, she’ll go for these luscious pure-dye under- things. The slips are bias cut with lace, vee or straight tops; plain or lacy bottoms. Sizes from 34 to 44. The group also includes bias cut chemises with lace vee or straight tops and wide lace hems, and lace trimmed panties and dancettes. French crepe gowns in lacy or tailored styles. LANSBURGH'S—THIRD FLOOR—LINGERIE. Mail and Phone Orders Filled— Dlstrict 7575 Full Fashioned Silk tockings CHIFFON OR SERVICE WEIGHT A season’s supply of ‘stockings will give her a Madil and Phone Orders—DIstrict 7575 Jansburghs chiffon has picot tops, French heels and plaited cradle soles. The service weight has lisle tops and soles. Sizes 814 to 1015. ™, 8™md k STREET FLOOR— HOSIERY. 8 Pairs $2.00 Without Charge—-Second Floor Coat Department

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