Evening Star Newspaper, July 8, 1935, Page 24

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JALL & ; BAND = SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING INSTALLMENTS. In his second year with Babe Bunton's Orchestra. strumming bsnjo and guitar snd pleas! crowded dance floors with aul Machanello shares quar- th’ two _fellow-musicians. ~Bus who had been a halfback and Gormley. who is just ey move frequently—at th landjord—after 8 avorite of the girl Bantering married the next d the _telephone buildii erickson to come make all plans_ for > good-night a| is wil wise trip to Galveston. he starts and Puny lntmeoit Ina and Carol Ha; nell. essie silencing ny. en masse, surprises them at and escorts them to the train. INSTALLMENT IV. HEY retreated to a seat almost hidden by the luxuriant green- | ery of & huge flower box in one corner of the roof. Paul's arm encircled the girl and she snuggled close to him with a sigh; of contentment. For a few minutes they sat silently, lulled by the languid- ness of the star-filled night. Then Paul said: “It will be great to get into our own place. Living with you in a nice little apartment is going to bc a lot of fun. We can just park around the house and take it easy. Oh, mayLe do a little cooking occasionally, and eat in the breakfast nook. I'm a handy man in the kitchen, honey. I've spent a lot of time in them.” “Mixing cocktails?” “Well—yes, that too. But my mother, back in Youngstown, taught me to cook when I was a kid. She said I might annex a wife some day who had learned to appreicate all kinds of art except culinary art.” “So? However, darling, it happens that the wife you—annexed—was the oldest of four girls and her education in the science of preparing food was not exactly what one would call neglected. So, if you won't be too disappointed, I'll try to do the cook- ing for our family.” They both laughed. Then suddenly Ina twisted around, facing him, her face swiftly earnest. She took hold of his coat lapels, her manner con- centrated. Then she sald, hesi- tatingly: “I—I want to suggest something, Paulino. You know, at night you'll be working, and—and I'll be terribly lonesome while youre gone—so I think it would be a good idea to keep on with my job.” “But—— “I know, honey, we decided that I would quit—but I'm almost sure I can get transferred to a night shift. ‘Then we would both be working at the same time and off at the same time. I could do the housekeeping, too, very easily.” “But I don't—" “I understand how you feel about it, darling. But it isn't a question of my working to help pay the ex- penses. I know, and every one knows, that you are fully capable of that. It’s just that I won’t know what to do with my time in the evening when you are gone.” “Well, there's Carol and your other girl friends. And if they made up a party to go somewhere, I wouldn’t ob- Ject to some fellow taking you occ sionally, if he didn’t get ambitious.” “Silly. I wouldn’t want to go with ‘some fellow.” The only dates I'm going to have will be with a black- headed banjo player that I'm going to pinch hard in a minute if he doesn’t stop trying to loan me out.” “Honey!” protested the threatened | young man. He hugged her tightly, apologetically. She put her arms around his neck “I didn’t mean that,” she whispered. “I know you want me to have a good time. But I can't—without you.” He moved uncertainly. “Okay, Bugar,” he said, somewhat huskily. “I guess you're right about it. Stick with the job if you want to, but remember, I'm the breadwinner in this tribe. You can use your dough to buy yourself gadgets and thingum- bobs and pink silk unmentionables.” Ina laughed, then said, soberly: “We can use the extra money, all right, darling. You wait and see. If nothing else, we can save it. Isn't that a thought?” “It’s an idea,” he agreed, judiciously. “Once I saved 200 berries by not betting on Jack Dempsey. But what you make will be your own chink, | Sugar. That's my statement for the Associated Press. If you want to salt it down—okay; if you want to blow 1t on hats, or invest in American Can, again I cry well and good. Millions for whatever your little heart desires, but not one cent for the creditors. ‘That—is my job. And the ol wrist s still able to keep the wolf from our threshold, baby.” He fingered imaginary frets in the palm of her hand and the arm around her was agitated as he beat out banjo rhythm at her belt, by way of em- phasis. Ina nestled her golden head egainst his cheek, happily. * % * X On the train, the next evening, nearing Dallas, Paul began to experi- ence a return of his misgivings of the night before, as to his possible re- ception by Ina’s family. Hitherto he | bad characteristically waived any effort to create a favorable impres- sion upon people he had met, caring little what they thought of him as long as his carefree existence re- mained unhampered, but now his wish for indorsement of his newly- acquired in-laws became almost an obsession. When the train stopped in the Union Station, the eager girl almost pulled Paul bodily toward the door. “Not so fast, honey,” he protested, laughingly. “Gimme time to duck if your dad opens with a machine gun as soon as he has a slant at my mug.” Near the gate, a bare-headed, stocky youth, who stood scanning the incoming passengers expectantly, rushed forward and seized Ina in a bear hug. “Sis!” he shouted. “Bennie!” rejoiced the girl, kissing him gayly. “How’s the big boy, any- way?” She introduced husband and brother, an uncontrollable lilt in her voice. The boy surveyed Paul out of eyes like Ina’s, and grinned, his handclasp hearty. “Pleased pink,” he declared. “My blessing goes with it. Glad to have you in the family.” “Thanks, Bennie,” grinned the grateful bridegroom. “You don’t know how glad I am to be in the family. But considering your sister, I ask you &s man to man, could I help it?” Their merriment blended. Ina held | & hand of each. She was transported, and her laugh was very near tears, the dimple in her pink cheek tremulous. “Well, come on, toitle doves,” ordered the boy, picking up their bags. “The limousine awaits and so do the Fredericksons.” His accent was broad and his smile broader. After a breathless ride in a modest car, far out on & wide avenue, during which the stocky driver was kept busy answering his sister’s pelting questions about her family, they stopped before a stall, white house, e | their “elopement.” Ina’s three sisters regarded them quizzically. | chanello—my deah—you're | growing darkness of the living room, whose lighted windows glowed warmly through the trees of its long, well-kept lawn. Ina jumped out and ran for the porch. Paul and the boy iollowed, the former with an inherent sense of impending nrdeal. sons was hospitable, almost intimate. Ina's mother, surprisingly girlish, gave him a long look, then greeted him as befitted an addition to her fold. Mr. Frederickson, a powerfully built, slightly graying man, shook the bride- groom’s hand calmly, called him “son,” and laughed good-humoredly over what he was pleased to term of varying high school ages, and the youngest child, a lad of 10, after bury- ing their returned sister in_an avalanche of affection, greeted Paul without a trace of embarrassment, an attribute peculiar to the entire family. He was at once put at ease. The bride put her arm through his. “Well, what do you think of my husband, kids?” she demanded laugh- ingly. Estrella, the eldest of the sisters, “If you're asking me,” she said coolly, “to be perfectly frank, you'd better not leave me alone with him. I'd like to own one like that. And say, Browneyes,” she addressed Paul directly, “don’t smile at me like that. After all, Ina is my sister, you know.” Every one laughed. Ina, radiant- | eyed, kissed her husband in front of | them all. “There,” she sald. “That's what I think of him.” Though the hour was comparatively late, Mrs. Frederickson hied them to the dining table. The family clustered around, chattering, plying Ina with questions. How did it all happen? ‘Where had they met? How long could they stay? Why didn't they come to Dallas to live? They stayed until the following eve- ning. The entire family accompanied them to the depot. Ina’s mother ex- tracted their promise to come home, at least for the following Christmas holidays, and Paul was unaccountably stirred by the depths of her eyes as she bade him good-by and asked him to be “good to my little girl.” They arrived in Kansas City at nearly noon the next day and, after lunching downtown, went to the girl's apartment. At 1:30 Carol put in an appearance from her frock designing in Petticoat lane, off for the day. She rushed at Ina. “Honey! Gee, I'm glad you're back!” She stood back for a look, then, exultantly, “You're a picture, Babe!" She shook hands with Paul, her smile almost maternal, and when they signified their intention of looking at apartments she asked eagerly, “Oh, T'd like to go with you. May I2" They were delighted and Paul sug- gested that he call Bud and have that worthy bring the roadster and assist in the househunting. He spun the dial. Through some miracle he got an answer. “Hello—Congressional Library?” he identified. “Paul—2" Bud’s voice rattled the phone. “Lopez speaking.” “Why, you old beach-comber. Kiss p‘l’]‘ld tAnbde how's the little wife?” us seen to be How": old Two-ton?" AESechted “Oh, lovable and sweet, and am I Iyln’. Honestly, that boy's disposition is like a porcupine’s sweat-shirt.” Paul told him about the house- hunting and he was at Carol's in 10 minutes. Bud burst into the apart- ml. .:llnd-! GlgUU!whed. his wide low. e seized Paul resied him playtuly. then grasped ! Ina kissed soundly. e By “Whoops!” he blurted. “Mrs. Man. p! lke two million n-u-aomrs?fl;%g | really are! Tell me, is this—this | banjo-knocker good to you. He better | De, or Tl spank, and no fietion about Ina laughed at him. “Bud, what | :I:uh; “And: hvnhuut you?” she d:! red. e bea | or_l{,his tow thatch. s €y spent the afternoon from place to place, and flnuly'og:l; cided on a second-floor apartment on Thirty-seventh street, near Prospect, although it was a trifle more expensive than the practical Ina had envisioned, There was a luxurious living room, prettily-furnished bed room and tiled bath, dinette, and tiny efficient | kitchen with the requisite breakfast | nook in ivory and green. Casement windows overlooked a flowered court, and there was the further advantage of a private staircase and entrance. Returning to Carol's rooms, they Iogded up their effects and moved in with a flourish of blossoming pro- prietorship. When Carol and Bud had e, Paul sat down in a deep chair ln'o:he and drew Ina upon his lap. She was silent 80 long that he wondered and gently lifted her chin. Her eyes were bright with tears. “Why, honey,” he exclaimed, in alarm. “What's the matter?” She put up her arms and drew his head down. “Nothing, darling,” she sald, her voice low. “I was just think- ing about you—and I, and I couldn’t help it. I guess I'm just foolish. But after the—reckless way we started, I didn’t dream it would be like this” He crushed her to him, and kissed the glistening stains on her cheeks. ‘They were still for a long time, menb‘:me said, “Come on, Toots. Let's 80 buy some groceries and that breakfast nook.” Lid (To be continued.) Babies Doped With Opium. Three-fourths of the babies in the province of Berar, India, are doped with opium to keep them quiet while the mothers are away at work, ac- cording to a report just published by Lieut. Col. R. N. Chopra, professor of the School of Tropical Medicine. 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