The Key West Citizen Newspaper, July 10, 1947, Page 10

mmr ae ne ee Cee ee Chapter 3 ig was the fifteenth of July, mi- nus two days, and New York was in the throes of one of its stupefying heat waves. Susan, as she hurried along .Fifty-seventh Street, en route to the subway, thought she had nev- er seen so many men with taut lips and harassed eyes, or so many sour-faced women whose features and make-up were about to part company. Where did all these dis- agreeable-looking people .come from anyhow? If they didn’t like New York in the summertime, why didn’t they go back to wher- ever they belonged? She could bear it; she belonged there, That her own appearance was not quite up to its usual standard did not occur to Susan. Neverthe- less, more than one disgruntled edestrian turned to stare after er. marveling that anyone, no matter how young and romantic, could look young and romantic on a day such as this. *“What’s a little thing like phys- ical-discomfort,” Susan was telling herself resolutely, “when you know you’ve done a good job?” She was not consciously patting herself on the back. She was ~— hoping to get.to the subway kios before she collapsed. She was try- ing very hard to concentrate on the fact that her broadcasting series was practically over and, just as John Bates had predicted, it had been a success. There was only one more program to go, and that was to announce the names of the winners. She had just come from the broadcasting studio, where every- one had congratulated her on her fine performance dgring the past several weeks. Even the man who sat in the glass-enclosed control booth—the man with the heavy eyebrows, whom Susan had pri- vately considered an ogre—had been lavish in his praise of her progranr: He had put a big smudge on her brand-new linen suit in his haste to shake hands with her after today’s broadcast! “Now I won’t have to worry about radio scripts. Now I have nothing to do but get back to the office and—” a ene ss nee reer Today’s Anniversaries (Know America) THE KEY WEST CITIZEN By Caroline Hall. She caught her breath sharply and began to walk faster. ap- palled at the thought of the work that lay ahead of her. She should be in the office right now, sorting letters, selecting the best ones from which Steve Gellis and three other judges would choose the five winning couples. Also, there were pages upon pages of copy to be written for the magazine, as her columns had to be done well in advance, There must be no unfinished business hanging over her head when the winners arrived. It would be all she could do to entertain them and see to it that the week on Long Island was a memorable one, Once the judges had announced their decisions. there would be train schedules to be studied, tick- ets to be bought. Letters would have to be written. apprising the winners of their good fortune. Then there would be the dreadful problem of appeasing the losers. Susan’s heart quailed at the thought. True, Steve had promised to give her an expert stenographer, borrowed part-time from the circulation department. “T’ll send Miss Marshall in to help you through the emergency,” he had said, when she brought up thes ubject. “You can use her a couple of hours a day.” “Thought he was being gener- ous, I suppose.” Susan spoke the words half aloud. “Why, there aren’t enough stenographers in the whole world to handle this emergency. A couple of hours, in- deed.” She had hoped to find time to do a little shopping before the eventful week on Long Island rolled around. Although her ward- robe was adequate enough for the office, it fell far short of the needs of a hostess on a magnificent estate. UDDENLY she realized that, in her preoccupation, she had been missing something, Here, on Fifty-seventh Street, was a chance to acquaint herself with precisely what a smart young woman should wear at a gay Long Island house party. The prices here would be beyond her limited means. But it would do no harm to glance at the shop windows as ree = Saccarappa, Me. Died May 21, 1834—Benjamin A. M. Whist- 1792—George M. Dallas, Phila- Jer, world famed English #tcher- delphia mayor, _ senator, Vice ;artist, son of a noted American President under Polk, diplomat, | soldier-engineer, born in Lowell, born in Philadelphia. Died Dec. |Mass. Died July 17, 1903. AP Newsfecture she walked along, and get ideas. hen she saw it—a perfectly enchanting tennis costume, com-. pee with shorts, in the most eavenly shade she had ever seen in her life. She stood and looked at it for a little while. decided that no house-party wardrobe would be complete without a ten- nis outfit—preferably in that par- ticular shade. Then, with sudden decision, she went into the shop. And so it was that when Susan arrived at the office, hot and breathless, half an hour later, she was carrying a large green box with the name of a Fifty-seventh Street sport shop stamped in gold letters on its cover. She felt a little guilty about the whole thing, for she spent the equivalent of half a month’s sent on the tennis dress. But the dusty pink had been so becoming, the fabric so cool to the touch, that she’d had no Sales resistance at all. Oh, well, she would economize on food and other inconsequentials. She might even deprive herself of something she wanted very badly, just by -way of discipline. Doris, the girl at the switch- board who also doubled as recep- tionist, called out to her as she came in the door: ’ “Miss Brown, there’s a lady—a Mrs. Tremont—here to see you. She said you were expecting her, so I sent her right into your of- fice. She’s been waiting almost an hour.” “Mrs. Tremont?” Susan repeat- ed. “I’m afraid I don’t know any- body by that name. Oh, yes. She did have an appointment.” She bit her lip in vexation. Mrs. Tremont, of course, would be the motherly woman who John Bates had suggested might act as companion and chaperone on the forthcoming house party. How could she have forgotten this ap- pointment when John had been so kind as to arrange it? “T tried to get you at the broad- casting station,” said Doris, eye- ing the green box suspiciously, “but they said you'd already gone.” “Yes. Yes—I had left. I—I had an errand to do,” answered Susan, _ ran down the corridor to her office. 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