The Key West Citizen Newspaper, July 17, 1947, Page 10

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ee ee ent ee tn NEY Reem es RT Ty ‘ Chapter 9. ‘ ELL!” fumed Susan, her tem- per getting the best of her, in spite of her good resolutions. “That’s a fine howdy-do, I must say. ‘Getting divorced’—just like that. After I slaved my life away ‘ over a balky typewriter, writing reams of copy for their particular benefit. ‘Advice did not work.’ Well, it’s their fault, They just didn’t want it to work!” Susan remembered Mildred and . Martin Flint well. It seemed that Martin had a dog that Mildred didn’t like, because it mussed up the house; that Mildred had friends whom Martin didn’t like, because they popped in at all hours and mussed up their home life. A very silly problem, requir- ing only. an atom of common sense for solution, Susan thought, but it was* playing havoc with Mildred’s and Martin’s romance. She had not printed their let- ters, but she had written a very fine column on the importance of “bearing and forbearing,” and she had dedicated it “To Mildred and Martin.” She had written other columns, pointing out the need for genuine teamwork in mar- riage and the perils of making mountains out of molehills. She had stressed the necessity of over- looking inconsequential things, hoping they would read and be warned. And now this! She had done her best, but her best hadn’t been good enough for Mildred and Martin. She recalled Mildred’s prize- Winning letter, reporting that all was well in the Flint household, thanks to America Loves and its excellent love columnist. “IT suppose I should be glad they aren’t coming,’ Susan decided. “We'll have one less couple to worry about.” But somehow she couldn’t be glad. It seemed a shame that a perfectly good marriage should fall apart because of a mischie- vous puppy and a few gregarious friends. Too, it gave her a vague sense of failure to realize that her|B advice had not worked. She showered and dressed lei- surely, recalling Mrs. Tremont’s ee ee ee eee —- : ! TODAY IN HISTORY | (Know America) | 1938—“Wrong Way” Corrigan} THURSDAY, JULY 17, 1947— 1854—Historic first party of 29 leaves New York for Dublin, ‘This is a strong day giving a to settle in Kansas sent out by Jreland. strong, masterful nature, with Massachusetts Emigrant Society. sine cgecn taal ote te tne eee ps s THE KEY WEST CITIZEN Se ee By Caroline Hall. assurance that everything was|thetic pat and escaped to under control, After some con- sideration, she decided to put on the dusty pink tennis costume. She would stop all this worrying and have fun, just as Mrs. Tre- mont had suggested. Perhaps she could inveigle somcone into a game of tennis before the other guests began to arrive. She was glad, however, that the -dusty pink outfit included a wrap- around skirt in addition to shirt and shorts. She would put that on and, if no one wanted to play, she could save face. She tied a piece of ribbon around her blonde hair, allowing her curls to hang loose. She added a touch of lipstick to her mouth, for courage, and hurried down- stairs. She would ask Bella to play tennis. That would be a good way to prove that there was no hangover of ,hard feelings from the night before. Moreover, she would be doing Bella a real favor. “That girl needs exercise,” she told herself virtuously. “She’s too big already. With that big frame of hers, she doesn’t need another ounce of fat.” : Bella was seated in the living room, idly turning the pages of a confession magazine and look- ing far more like a_loney-heart than a bride, She shook her head when Susan suggested tennis. No, she said, she’d rather just sit. Susan refrained. from. voicing the thought that came to her mind: “You're just about the sittingest girl I ever saw in my life, baby!” — she smiled brightly, and said: “You don’t mind if I play, do you? That is, if I can find some- body to make it a twosome. It’s such a gorgeous day outside. Seems a shame to stay indoors.” Bella shook her head. “No, don’t mind. But I’d rather just sit here and wait for Frank. He’s been out all morning. I can’t un- derstand what's come over him.” Her eyes were ‘deep pools of re- gret, but there was a_ petulant note in her voice when she added: “I thought marriage meant com- panionship, Didn’t you, dear Mrs. rown?” Susan smiled again, but she did not commit herself. She gave Bella’s broad shoulder a sympa- in Morocco and soon spreads to} | Spain. 1941—-Second Selective Service tap an spate Lae a at anehaeee 1 AP Newsteatures ‘the ten- nis court. i vib S much as she wanted a com- - panion, she was a little dis- mayed to find that Steve Gellis had preceded her. But she was leased to discover, a moment ater, that this was a very charm. 7 ing Steve Gellis, a far cry from * the brusque young publisher who | spoke of his readers as “the little people” and sat up nights think- ing up crazy contests to harass one Susan Brown, He grinned boyishly and said: ; “Well, what do you know! There must be something to this fi wishful thinking racket after all. I was just wishing for a playmate. » And along comes Susie — just as | obliging as ever, and twice as beautiful. Feel up to a few sets of tennis?” , “What on earth has come over the man?” thought Susan, but she grinned back at him and said: “T1 love it—although I’m warn- ing you, you may be ‘sorry. I haven’t played tennis jin cen- turies—well it seems like cen- turies,” she added when he laughed. “However, Ill do my best to make it interesting.” He handed Susan a racquet; she took off her skirt, tossed it on the grass, and the game began. She saw at once that he played a fast game, ‘that he was tempering ; his skill to meet her lack. of it. % igs SOT Rar ain -creg teak < ee Ae But that didn’t matter too much, - as long as she didn’t play tao bad- ly. Men did not like‘ girls who : were too proficient.-Or did they? » It seemed that they’d been playing only a few minutes, al- / though it was almost an hour, when they saw Mrs. Tremont coming toward them. ¢ “Yoo-hoo!” she. called. “Sorry i 1{to break up such a _.beautiful } game,” she said as she drew near, % “buf you children had better come : ' in and get ready for lunch. “We’re eating out op the north. terrace, near the rose -garden— sort of picnic style. I ‘tpgu might be fun for you, dear “Yes, it will be.” Susan gave the kindly woman’s arm a grate- ful squeeze. “You think of every- thing, Mrs. Tremont, Yll never be able to thank you ehough.” (To be continued) ght it en ee ween teers - - Your H. oroscope |great endurance ahd ability. Am- 1882—-Famed John L. Sullivan-'Lottery in Washington. |bition is the keynote of this char- Tug Wilson prizefight, in New; 1949-U. S. Steel workers ac- acter and, if properly curbed, with York. leept War Labor Board’s 44 cents the combination of ‘a studious 1894 — Congress enacts the daily wage raise. | mind, it bids fair to make a per- Utah -Enabling Act—on condi-! 1943—American planes bomb. °°" e paves aia ae wh¢ tion polygamy be abolished. ‘Naples, in Italy, and heavily |) uci pape - py Fae —— 1898—Santiago formally sur- bomb German-held Amsterdam. sec eee ' sales aia: rendered—War with Spain. | 1944—Americans fight their | : 1918—In midst of war, New Jersey strike. 1936—Spanish Civil War begins | 9,000 way into St. Lo in Normandy. 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