Evening Star Newspaper, October 16, 1935, Page 30

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"his wex it ¥ R mometer with the ‘hase of & 10c roll of or mmnlng':mv Laxative.] % | chair and laughed merrily. 74 | still looked as though she thought SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING INSTALL- MENTS. As a week-old baby Sugar Friddle is found on Dr. Slemp's doorstep and taken to the Lorien O-phanage in Virginia where Sophia Friddle. the superintendsnt greets “Helio. Sugar.” The physician says that's as good a name as any other. As she grows older and other children be- ®ins to question her about her other name. she runs crying to “Mother” Friddle, who says. “Why. you're my baby, aren’t’ you? My name is Friddle, so yours must be, too. You're Sugar Priddie. And don't let any- body tell you differently” Sugar helps to care for the younger children. but when she ut reaches the age of 17 the Board of Direc- the position of nursemaid for Mrs. Locker Le Masters' little boy. but is much worried about Sugar. wLo has grown into a very pretty girl, attractively red-headed Johnny De Ville, ‘also 17. must leave the orphanage. too. ' He believes he is going to be a great artist and be able to buy for Sugar, his model, all the things her or- phan heart desires. Sugar promises to wait for him until he succeeds. At the beautiful Le Masters' home. she is received by Eurasia. the colored cook, who takes her 0 a room in the cellar explaining that Mrs. Le Masters is very hard-hearted and that her wages are to be k. ar's little 3-yea likes her at “once, servants with whom she comes in contact. INSTALLMENT IV. UGAR was a little discouraged at her failure to interest Skeet- er in his cereal and fruit at supper time. In the morning she knew he was famished and made up her mind he must eat. In the corner of the nursery was a child's table and chair. The chair was a big Mickey Mouse carved out of wood. The table was painted with the cat and the fiddle nursery rhyme. A little dog laughed, the cow jumped over [ the moon and & dish ran away with the spoon in gay colors. < | “Were going to have a party,’ | Sugar announced importantly, when Skeeter turned scornfully from his orange juice and oatmeal with thick cream. N She took the table, spread it with | a cloth, handed Skeeter a napkin with a little Scottie dog on it and | sat him down. Then she took an empty dish and spoon and pretended to be eating. “Um-um-m,” Sugar made & happy face and smacked her lips. | " “Don’ know how to feed Skeeter,” | the boy pushed his chair back. “Don’ like oats meal.” g | “But this is a party. All little boys and girls feed themselves when they have a party. I'm éating ice cream. Aren't you?” | Skeeter eyed Sugar suspiciously for | a moment, then slowly took & spoon- | ful of the cereal and put it into his mouth. It was sprinkled with a tiny | bit of shredded coconut and he locked surprised. Dillie had been too impatient to teach the child to eat and too lazy to let him get his | clothes soiled trying to learn. When he took a second bite and | spilled a little on his rompers Sugar | pretended she was brushing something | from her own dress. Then she closed | her eyes and opened her mouth. “Open my mouth, shut my eyes and I'll give me something to make | me ’sprised,” she recited in a pretty | singsong. g “S'prise my mouf’,” Skeeter mimicked with shrieks of joy and kept it up | until his dish was empty. Then they drank “tea” and Skeeter | was so excited with the new game | he failed to notice that his orange juice was flavored with cod liver oil. 1breakfas! was gone and very little | of it spilled on the outside. It was a swifter victory than she had expected. If she could think up enough new games to keep him interested without spoiling him everything would be all right. A It was 8 o'clock of a lovely mid- June morning and Sugar was eager to get her little charge out in the warm sunshine. She found & sun suit and decided they'd waste no time in taking on a tan. Suddenly the door burst open and | Sugar was surprised to see a girl | about her own age. | “And who are you?" The new- comer eyed Sugar curiously. ‘“Are you the new nurse?” “Yes,” Sugar smiled. evening.” “Dis Shoegar,” Skeeter stood up on his bed and held tightly to Sugar’s neck. “Dis Missus Shoegar.” “Whatever is he calling you?” the girl giggled. “He's trying to say Sugar. That's my name. I'm Sugar Friddle.” “That's not your real name, of course. Just what you told Skeeter to call you.” Sugar’s brown eyes looked puzzled. | “Of course,” she pretended to be ty- ing Skeeter's shoe, “that's my name.” The visitor threw herself into a But she “I came last Sugar might not be serious. Sugar sfood looking at the floor, her face | crimson. | “Well, really,” she gathered up cour- age to say finally, “I can't see any- thing to go into hysterics about. ‘What's so funny?” The girl gave a little embarrassed giggle. “I—I'm sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt | your feelings. I—I just thought the | name was odd, that's all. Sugar | doesn’t sound like a real name—and Friddle is & funny name, too—" Sugar felt that her visitor was sincerely sorry for her rudeness and forced a smile of forgiveness. “That's all right. I don’t mind, really. Mother Friddle at the or- phanage named me, and it's the only name I've ever been called.” As suddenly as the girl had laughed her entire manner changed. “Oh,” her blue eyes grew round with understanding, “you’re an orphan! I —I might have known from your dress.” Sugar nodded, and looked down at her heavy black oxfords and lisle stockings. “Yes. I didn’t have anything but these things and Mother Friddle let me keep them. She’s very kind.” “I—TI'd like to wear a dress like that if I could look as beautiful as you,” the stranger said in a hurt, sympa- thetic little voice, and Sugar promptly forgave her for laughing. “I'd even like being an orphan, if | I could be a beautiful one,” she added, | still trying to square herself. “You're spoofing me.” Sugar com= pletely forgave her. “You're much more beautiful than I am. s you've got red hair, too! And I bet we're just about the same height.” The girl stood up and they meas- ured back to back. “You're just a little shorter than 1,” | the visitor decided. “Our hair is nearly the same color. Only mine’s old | straight stuff. I have a permanent. If-I had curly hair and brown eyes like yours—I'd be so thrilled. Honest, I think you're really beautiful!” “Well,” Sugar changed the sub- ject, “you haven't told me who you “I'm Zanie Lou Langworthy, Mrs. Le Masters’ sister. I'm 17 and I live here. Anything else you'd like to know?” She grinned, showing sharp little white teeth. “Nope! But I think your dress is stunning,” Sugar stood back and ad- Scouzx X |never had a real date. Sugar sighed with relief when his THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 16, 1935, Scarderry mired the maize tennis frock. “I've never had a real dress in my life. Just uniforms.” Zanie Lou's eyes grew misty. “Really! I'll bet yow'll be the prettiest girl in this town when you carn some money and fix yourself up. Just you wait! The boys will be crazy about you.” Sugar laughed; but Zanie Lou per- | sisted. “You'll be a knockout! Have | you ever had a boy friend “Sort of,” Sugar evaded. “But I've We're not allowed to go places in the orphanage, you know. Or to be alone with a boy.” Zanie Lou sniffed. “That would slay me! If I couldn't have beaus I wouldn't stay in the darned old place!” “You would if you had to. If you'd been taken there when you were only about & week old, and didn’t have any idea who you were or where you came from. You'd be glad to have a roof over your head. I was very happy. Miss Friddle was just like a mother to me.” “Maybe s0,” Zanie Lou shrugged, “but I couldn't get along without plenty of men around me. Didn't you ever go to any parties, or the theater, or anything?"” “I've never been in a theater in my life,” Sugar shook her head. “Nor to | a dance. Or even riding in a car—ex- cept the station wagon.” “What a lot you've got to learn!” Zanie Lou rolled her eyes. “Well, you shouldn’t get bored, anyway. And that's | something. I'm so fed up I could | scream. In a way I sort of envy you, Do you sleep on the cot here?"” “No, they gave me a room down- | stairs. In the cellar.” | “What!” Zanie Lou exploded. “You | don’t mean the cellar?” | Sugar nodded unhappily. “Oh, for gosh sakes!” Zanie Lou's eyes grew wide with horror. “Why, | there are rats down there. Great big rats as big as cats.” | “Well!” Sugar laughed shakily. “At | least I won't be alone. Maybe they | {aren't there any more though.” | Skeeter, who had been listening with * THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS OF WASHINGTON HOMEOWNERS HAVE FOUND THE COST OF GAS HEATING Low .. .. o wide eyes, broke in impatiently: “Go 'way, Zanie!” “Okay.” His aunt gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “I get it! I'm going swimming with my new heart. His name’s Skipper Lanier. And, oh gramma, am I going to pick out my enticingest bathing suit! What there is of it. No other gal is going to get him if I live and keep my shape.” She left as suddenly as she had come, and Sugar felt much more cheerful. It would be nice having some one of her own age in the house. And Zanie Lou didn't seem a bit stuck-uppity. Perhaps they could be friends. Zanie Lou spoke a new language, but Sugar found it most intriguing. The fact that she was the richest girl in Lorien made her especially thrilling. Lucky Zanie Lou! By the time Sugar put Skeeter to bed she had decided she loved him so much nothing could make her very unhappy. No even having to sleep in the cellar, He was a lamb, really. And very easy to manage if tact and understanding were used. All the little fellow needed was love, and some one to teach him how to amuse himself. It would be grand watching him grow tanned and rosy. How careless his mother had been. Sugar wondered, curiously, what Mrs. Le Masters was like. She decided, anew, that in spite of the fact Mother Friddle had begged her to try to love her employer, it would be an impossible task. A woman who was too busy enjoying herself to take the time even to leave instruc- tions with a new nurse about how to care for her only little baby couldn't be likable! Skeeter, tired and happy, went to sleep an hour earlier than usual. Sugar didn't like to leave the little fellow alone in the big room so far away from | her own. But she found a magazine and went down to the cellar to her own quarters. It was a fashion magazine, and soon she was lost in its fascinating pages. She was walking down the shiny Le Masters staircase, gowned in a trail- ing evening ensemble of green organ- die, when she suddenly sat up on her cot in fright. Just outside the door something had fallen and brought her rudely back to the darkened corners and the cob- webs of her cellar room. rat, of course. And it must be as big as the ones Zanie Lou had described to make all that racket, i _truly effortless method of heating)—so why not have it . . . NOW! Cost of equipment? An Automatic Gas Heating unit costs less than any other type of ‘“automatic’ heating sys- tem. Cost of operation? This one thing will convince you—a free and accurate estimate for your particular home. Call District 8500 and_‘ we will give you this information. Then prepare to really enjoy winter! THIS IS ALL THE FURNACE TENDING YOU EVER DO. .. It was a| FALL PRICES ON AUTOMATIC GAS HEATING UNITS 133 You want Gas Heating—(everybody admits it is the only 30 COMPLETELY Fearfully, Sugar forced her shaking knees to carry her to the door and open it. Maybe if she made a lot of noise and chased it away it would be afraid to come back. When her eyes became accustomed to the darkness she clapped her hand over her mouth to keep from screaming. For it wasn't a rat—but a giant of a man who turned a flash- light on her white face and exclaimed, “Well—where did you come from?” Sugar leaned against the door weak- 1y and asked in a shaking voice, “What are you doing here?” “I asked the first question.” The giant'’s voice was deep and {friendly. Sugar’s fears subsided a little. He must be one of the family. “I—I'm the baby's new nurse.” “What?"” The man stepped from the corner into the circle of light from Sugar's room, and she felt weak with relief. 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