Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 47, Number 104, Decatur, Adams County, 3 May 1949 — Page 4

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DECATUR DAILY DEMOCRAT Published Every Evening Except Sunday By THE DECATUR DEMOCRAT CO. Incorporated Entered at the Decatur, Ind., Post Office as Second Class Matter Dick D. Heller President A. R. Holthouse Editor C. E. Holthouse Treasurer I, H. He11er..... Vice-President Subscription Rates By Mail in Adams and Adjoining Counties: One year. $6; Six months, $3.25; 3 months, $1.75. By Mali, beyond Adams and Adjoining counties: One year,s7.oo; 6 months, $3.75; 3 months, $2.00. By carrier, 20 cents per week, jingle copies, 4 cents. The budding trees refresh the landscape and thrill those who see the beauty of one of God’s splendid gifts to man. o o — The Ingrid Bergman fans now wish that she hadn't gone to Italy to film a new show. She had fame enough here and seemed perfectly satisfied with her American status. • —o —o — The juvenile cases have been cleared through proper court procedure and the officials have done a thorough job of investigating. It is up to us to help our boys and girls and one way is to give them a lift along the road of life. ■—o —o — Voters in Washington and Monroe township who wish to cast a ballot in the special school consolidation referendum next Thursday, should see that they are properly registered. The law provides that voters shall be registered prior to the election. o o — A former American army sergeant has renounced his citizenship so he can remain in Germany and marry his fraulein sweetheart. Love has no insurmountable hurdles, the poets might say, and in this particular case the G1 is paying a high price for marital bliss. 0 0 A curious fact has -been unearthed by the Library of Congress, surveying the Russian literary and scholarly book product of the last few yLars. This is that though Russian books in plenty have been written on early Russia, and on the reign of Peter the Great, not a single Russian volume has appeared summarizing the Soviet achievement in the 30 years of its existence. The reason is obvious. No writer wishes to stick his neck .out and put down on paper something that might incur the wrath authorities. Writing, and indeed all forms of thought, are hazardous occupations in the Soviet state, or in any totalitarian ata e.

Symptoms Produced By Thyroid Gland

By Herman N. Bundeien, M. D. Though goiter is by far the moat common disorder of the thyroid gland, it is not the only disease phich can affect it. This butterfly-shaped gland at the base of the throat is also subject to inflammation which, in many instances, may produce symptoms similar to those caused by toxic goiter. Since, however, these disorders will not respond to the treatment for goiter, it is always necessary that they be correctly diagnosed before they can be dealt with successfully. One of the conditions in which Inflammation of the thyroid gland occurs is known as subacute thyroiditis. Here it seems possible that an infection with a virus may be at the root of the trouble. Symptoms include pain and tenderness in the thyroid gland, slight fever, and an increase in the sedimentation rate, which means that the blood cells settle out of the bloftd faster than normal. There also may be symptoms like those in toxic goiter, rapid heart beat, nervousness, sweating, and loss of weight aud slreijgth. However. the basal metabolism rate is not raised above normal as is al■rays the case in toxic goiter. The basal metabolism rate refers to the speed with which the chemical aciUrltiea m»1» W'the body.* Subacute tbfroidltti usually clears up without treatment However. Xray treatments seem to cause the condition to aulNide more rapidly Another disorder in which there is inflammation of the thyroid gland to iyapbctniosu '•= road!’ion. the entire thyroid 1

The 17 clubs and 715 members of the Home Economic Clubs in the county are observing national Home Demonstration Week. These clubs do a very important work and in every instance emphasize the role of home and parents. As outlined by the U. S. Department of Agriculture, the precepts of this splendid organization are: "The home holds a unique responsibility for transferring our pattern of culture to the citizens of tomorrow, It is in the home that children gain their first concept of democracy, and it Is there they are inspired to greater knowledge and accomplishment.” o o The distribution of $55,000 of state gasoline taxes gives the Adams County highway department approximately $28,000 extra to carry on the road repair program during the next three months. The “melon” will be sliced pretty thin at that, when it is considered that the county has approximately 725 miles of highway to maintain. The quarterly distribution ( of $27,000 added to the windfall from the extra collections order- 1 f ed distributed to counties and cities will provide funds to ex- < tend road repairs, but not coms plete all needed this year. Any-. ( way, the county commissioners i and highway department are grateful for the money. 1 o o i Debate On Pact i At hearings of the Senate Foreign Relations Committee, con- i sidering the North Atlantic Pact, members of the Senate have shown that they intend to in- 1 quire deeply into the treaty and its ’ ramifications before casting < their votes for or against ratification. The procedure may make it a little harder for sideline observers.. to predict the vote, but it should make wise action by the Senate much more likely. With the possible exception of the pufely domestic filibuster issue, the matter of ratification of the Atlantic Pact is the most important and far-reaching question which has come before the Senate of the present Congress. In this pact the United States proposes to enter a new field of international relations. The careful and penetrating discussion of the pact in the Senate, therefore, is important to the effectiveness of the treaty as well as to the good of the nation.

gland is usually 'involved. The disease starts gradually and again produces symptoms much like those in toxic goiter. The thyroid gland ! itself feels firm. This disorder also is treated with X-ray. If X-ray treatments do not cause the condition to subside, an operation is ! performed and a portion of the thyroid gland removed. Still another type of thyroid i gland inflammation is called Riedel’s struma. This usually affects only one side of the thyroid gland, causing bard swellings. The gland is usually fastened to the surroundi ing tissues. In most cases, there is i pressure of the thyroid gland on' the surrounding structures, such as ■ the windftipe, so that shortness of breath may be one of the symptoms -of the disease. In this condition. , X-ray treatments are of little value. j , However, surgical removal of the' affected area of the thyroid gland ■ relieves the pressure and the condition rapidly subsides. Os course, these thyroid disturb- j ances demand prompt attention by | the physician who will decide ex-' actly what form of treatment should he. used in the individual I y case. QUESTIONS ANO ANSWERS A Reader: What causes dluinessj on arising in the morning? I have’ a full, bloated feeling after meals, ahi some pain oothe Mt side my abdomen Answer: The symptoms you de scribe may be due to some bowel inflammation or to a stomach dis order You are in need of a thorough study, including X-rays of the stem--1 aeh. bowel, and gallbladder. j

I ’ -I w J Jjf I < mF y I JMBL rtyrV j ...< I JU j m ’’M - 5 -■/' 3. THE VICE PRESIDENT'S lot is not an unhappy one, it seems, especially on chores like this, where Alben Barkley crowns lovely Margaret Thors queen of the 22nd annual Shenandoah Apple Blossom festival at Winchester, Va. She’s daughter of Iceland's minister to the U. S. At left is Virginia’s Senator Harry Byrd. (International Soundphoto)

20 YEARS AGO TODAY 0 May 3 — The Decatur General Electric plant adds 50 men to the force and will soon add another 50. Limberlost Post No. 34, American Legion, is installed at Geneva. The Knights of Columbus minstrel show will be given at thg Catholic auditorium Sunday afternoon and night. Mrs. George Zimmerman, 48, dies tat Fort Wayne. Floyd Hunter, match-maker, announces the first boxing meet of the season at Sunset Park for May 10. A radio for motor cars has been perfected. o__ 0 __ 0 ! Household Scrapbook By ROBERTA LEE 0 . G Rugs If the rug begins tq show wear at the seams and becomes faded

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CHAPTER ONE BEFORE Beatrice Farish opened her eyes she heard those mutinous inner voices again, softly terrifying, sweeping down the corridor of her mind. Was she to have another of thogg days when she lived with a sense of drift and insecurity m a solitude and a wilderness ? Perhaps it was only "mental." If only it were! Though that observation seemed to cover everything people thought wrong with them these days, it could not mitigate her fear that her marriage was coming to an end. To make love a reality, she thought. Not a souvenir. It was time to get up and live. The full schedule of the day began to form vaguely in her mind as she arose from her bed and went to the opened windows. She had always loved October not only for its capricious and colorful loveliness but also because it was a portent of the winter she had always loved most. Why winter more than summer, she asked herself? Because the house was a cocoon, safe and warm and insulated against the bitter alien drafts? Beatrice thought, “For as long as I can remember I have prayed not to be like my mother. Once i widowed and twice divorced, she who has never at one moment of her life lost herself in a greater | love.’ As she looked out and up and ■ down the as yet unpeopled sub- . urban street where the large brick ■ and stone houses had an indis- ] putable dignity, she knew again j the shame that came to her every j morning now. Because in rising and bathing and dressing before she called Porter, she knew that she was deliberately avoiding him. The scarcely credible past of It was that while she executed perfectly her plan to elude him, she had also taken to wearing her most becoming lounging clothes in ' the morning—a protective front for her deepest uncertainty and humility. When she had lowered the windows and drawn the rose-colored curtains, she turned slowly and 1 looked at Porter asleep in his own bed. She could not quell her rising resentment and anxiety. To love him for all that was precious tn the past, to feel his presence passionately, yet not to know him anymore. When, in gaining everyI thing they had desired, had they Jost each other? Dear bead, dear dark head, once beloved, still beNo. She must not cry Marianne must not say she looked as it she'd been crying. Marianne always looked smaller lying under the ruffled white canopy. because her bed was so huge for a little girl of seven. Beatrice had never told her daughter that she had given her the roan that she .herself had dreamed M when

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looking, use soft crayons or paints, the same shades of the rest of the rug and touch up the worn spots. That worn look will quickly disappear. Smooth Legs Women who are determined to remove the hair from their legs should use the finest grade of sandpaper instead of a safety raz-, or, and they will get better results, i Starch Starch will give stiffer results if one teaspoonful of epsom salts is added to the starch and dissolv ed in the usual manner by boiling. 0 Modern Etiquette By ROBERTA LEE 0 0 Q. When not using the knife and fork, where should one place them? A. The knife and fork should be laid across the plate, at the right side, and never with a handle resting on the table. Q. Who should announce a wedding engagement? t A. The parents of the bride-to-

< I she had awakened on the cot in her mother's New York apartment and on the sagging mattress at boarding school. She had not told Marianne because the information would immediately have released a niagara of questions, and Beatrice would have to explain divorce. Divorce—that word that was like surgery. She pushed back Marianne’s straight dark hair that was cut in a bang across her forehead, kissed her pink warm cheek, and then stood up to play the game they always played in the morning— Marianne pretending to be still asleep while her long, slim little body quivered with suppressed giggles. Finally, with curiosity out ot bounds, Marianne rolled over on her back and opened her brown eyes. t / Beatrice smiled. "Good morning, darling.” ’ “Do 1 have to get up?” "It’s Friday, the last day of school, this week. You can sleep tomorrow.” Marianne always pretended to dislike school. "But 1 don't like to sleep on 1 Saturdays!" "I know. Only on school days." Marianne sat up, crossed hei 1 legs and looked at her mother 1 with disconcerting candor. She 1 contemplated not only the soft gray housegown but also the ' young woman who vyore it—smallboned and slender, the exquisite 1 shape of her head revealed by the casual upsweep of mahogany-col- : ored hair, the fair skin so fine and clear as to seem almost transpari ent, the deep-set dark blue eyes ' and the full-lipped mouth bright ’ and brave, yet uncertain of its . dusky voice and laughter. i Marianne asked soberly, "Are . you very old, Mother?" ; "Old enough, I hope, to make . Important decisions and young > enough, to live by them.” She - smiled again at the bright-eyed i little figure in flowered pajamas. I There's a good feeling between I Marianne and me, she thought And it isn't because we're alike because she’s really more like I Porter than she is like me. Does I he know that? He wants her to i be perfect I want her to be simI ply, warmly human. Another > source of tension. She said, "Come ; along now, dear." "Must 1 dress myself?” Marii anne asked plaintively. “Will you . dress me this morning, just this r one morning? Oh, please! I wont • ask you any other morning." At Beatrice's look of mock severity . Marianne laughed out "Okay. I'm I seven years old and 1 dress myself. Okay!" Turning away, Beatrice went in- • to the hall again. At the door of • her bedroom she stopped, feeling i her nerves tighten. She knocked : and called Porter and when he ; aaswer, she called again. I "All nghi," he said crossly.

Peppy Pale The Peppy Pals /-H Club of Preble township met recently at the home of Sharon Schuller. The meeting was opened by the president, Peggy Eichler. The other of fleers of the club are Barbara Carr, vice-president; Phyllis Schnepp, secretary; Ila Schaefer, treasurer; Shirley Fuhrman, health officer, and Marilyn Miller, news reporter. A motion was made to have dues, of 10 cents each meeting. Organisation of a softball team was discussed. The meeting was adjourned with the 4-H pledge, after which refreshments were served by Ship ley Fuhrman and Sharon Schuller. The next meeting will be held May 12, at the home of Shirley Fuhrman. Union Workers The second meeting of the Union Workers was held at the home of Allen and Marvin Grote. The meeting was opened with the 4-H pledge, led by Arnold Gerke. Allen Grote gave a demonstration on “How to throw a calf.” Games were played and refreshments were served by Allen, Jerry, Marvin Grote, and John Franks. Next meeting will be held May 6 at the home of Rickard Bleeke. Jolly Juniors i The third meeting of the Preble Jolly Juniors was held recently at the home of Deloria Werling. The roll call was led by Marilyn Kiefer. Janice Schuller and Gladys Ewell were visitors for the evening. The ’ hostess, Deloris Werling, served a i delicious lunch. The next meet--1 ing will be held May 13 at 6:30 p.m. 1 at the home of Margie Menttr. Roving Rangers i The Monmouth Roving Rangers; held their secoqd meeting April 29 at Monmouth high school. At the start of the meeting, the songs “John Brown’s Ford” and- 1 "America the Beautiful” were sung > : by the group. After the meeting, | j refreshments were served by Gail j Gerke, Franklin George, Clinton i and Delmore Fuelling, and were played. be, or her nearest relatives, and never the parents of the man. Q. What is the minimum that one should tip a waiter in a dining car? A. Twenty-five cents is the minimum.

"•It's past eight, Porter." "1 said ail right." Words given like an angry blow. She went down the stops, fee)ing her heart beating fast. It only you didn't have to pretend that everything was all right before your child, your triends, Francos, the cook and full-time girl, Octavia, who came to do the cleaning and laundry and Charley, the yard boy, and, oh, everyone. Pausing in the hall, she saw I Frances walking around the din- I ing room table. "Good morning, Mrs. Parish." "Good morning, Frances." The light-skinned Francos of Amazonian proportions a"d I strength had come to Beatrice ! from a war plant. She was quiet, j meticulous, punctual, and she ! loved Marianne as only a can who is herself deeply maternal and childless. "There's no need to hurry,” Beatrice said to her. "Did you bring i in the paper as you came in?” Presently Frances brought the morning paper and a cup of very hot coffee to the living room. The article Beatrice scannedsomething about a woman having her husband arrested for bigamy -was not of itself important it was not the article but the place from which the story hat come that plucked at the sensitive chord of memory. Atlantic City, and Porter had spent their honeymoon there. ( She could see them now walking up the Boardwalk, their faces ' turned toward the sun—she ana | Porter and pigeons in flight over i the glistening, great-hearted sea. Odd, that she should still recall those luminous small images and even the sound of their living wings. Yet it was Porter, on whose arm she had clung with wonder and enchantment, who came to her now in a picture so penetratingly lucid that she felt transported to those half-forgotten golden moments, so richly theirs, on a three day honeymoon ten years ago. She had looked up at him as i they had walked because it was i not only the charm of his face that had thrilled her almost unbearably but something else, too, 1 ■ something that she at eighteen had teen too young, too inexperienced and too deeply in love to i define. It was wore than tensei ness in his black brooding eyes, : more than tenseness in his resolute step and the forward move- ■ ment of his fine body. It was more i like a fierce inner drtvt Watkrauld' never let his eyes be cool or his body still or his sleep dreamless. Wait Beatrice had wanted to say. ' Wait, oh, darling, wait ... We - , are so young. We have so much j time ... But she knew if she said >' it that he would only laugh at her and not understand. fTo Be ,

Sprague Furniture Store Purchase Is Made Known Today The Wylie Furniture Co., Bloomington, one of the leading furniture dealers of southern Indiana, has purchased the Sprague Furniture Co. of Decatur and will as sunie ownership this week, it was announced today. The deal was completed by J. F. Santnann of Midwest Realty Auction Co. of De- , catur. ■ Lane Wells of the Bloomington 1 concern was in Decatur this week making final arrangements and Mr. Wells announced that George Stultz, who has been connected with the Bloomington store, will i be manager of the newly acquired property in Decatur. The store will be known as Wylie Furniture Co., Inc., and will remain at the present location oh South Second street. Mr. and Mrs. Sprague will leave soon for a rest at their summer home at Rome City, nut they will continue to reside in Decatur. Mr. ; Sprague started in the furniture business in Decatur almost 25 years ago. Berne School Choir To Present Program Berne, May 3 — The BerneFrench high school a capella choir, directed by Freeman Burkhalter, has been invited to present a short musical program at the luncheon j i meeting of the state of Indiana school men’s club *Saturday in the Lincoln Hotel. This is an organization of men teachers, educat.tors and administrators. The local 1 choir won first place rating in the | recent state contest at Auburn. wvwvwvwwwwvwww Mother’s Day Cards excellent assortment Holthouse Drug Co.

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SYNOPSIS Marriage tor the Parishes had begun, trag'llly and happily. After ten years Beatrice Parish and her successful husband, Porter, find themselves at an Impasse. Porter has become morose, disgruntled as cantanker- ’ ous old Mr. Ramey, the rich industrialist who employs him. Beatrice fears that their marriage is beaded for the rocks. CHAPTER TWO I THE HOTEL where Beatrice and Porter stayed on their honeymoon was four blocks from the beach. It was the best he could afford. A nondescript room like thousands of others across the land. The radiator whistled, and j the bed was lumpy, and there i were not enough towels, and the only light was a veritable beacon in the celling. The view from the window was the brick wall of a j garage. When they came In she began to do little things to tidy the room. Porter stood by the window with his arms folded and with a look of hidden suffering in his , .eyes. "Bee, the next time we come to Atlantic City we’re going to have a suite. Carpets three inches thick and flowers for you every day.” She had stood and looked at him, knowing him to be extraordinarily handsome and knowing, too, that his unhappiness was of himself, not of her. "But that will be the second time, dearest, not the first We can't have this ever again.” A muscle In his square jaw moved. “You're right, Bee, I’m i going to tell you something I've I never told you or anyone ..." A long buried wish, she wondered? But it seemed to her from his tone that she was about to hear a long concealed threat uncovered. "Yes, Porter? My darling, what is It?" "I'm good. 1 know I’m good, Bee! I'm going places. I can't be satisfied with a mean, grubby little existence. You can't let yourself become satisfies and complacent If you want to get somewhere. You can’t stand stilt You can’t stop!” • “And I'll do everything to help you. I'll be the most perfect wife in the world. ..." I am so igno- | rant, she thought I know so little. 1 don’t know how nice, conventional people live. How do you learn how to be the wife of a successful man? Oh, the surety in his face! They came together In the center of the little room. When she was close to him. Bea,l trice thought she was not wholly nebself. She was a part of him. "Bee." ' "I live you, Porter. Oh, I love you ..." “Bee, I’ve got to tell you something else.” “Yes?" Jut teU me the same things all over again ... the things you said last night and the i night beta*, gee how selfish 1 am.

rcirni W Dipi v ■■ J’ v Bs ® Wl XW w ■ JUDITH COPION, 27, seems not at all worried about amr'l years in prison and $24,000 fine on possible conviction of "j conspiracy as she chats with het mother outside Washir't-?“l inal courts building, Her mother is Mrs. Rebecca Conlon tIM ‘ of a Brooklyn, N. Y., manufacturer of toys,

Merlin Lehman Named Class Valedictorian Berne, May 3 — Merlin Lehman, son of Mr. and Mrs. Floyd Leh- ' man, is the valedictorian of the . graduating class of the Bernei French high .school. He has been ■ active in many school affairs and • is a widely known musician. Berne I does not name a salutatorian. Lehi man's grade will be announced at the commencement, also the names and averages of other honor studi eras making a four-year average of 99 or more. Feed accounts for about fourfifths of the total cost of fattening hogs, according to the U. 8. Dei j partment of Agriculture.

1 just want to hear those wonder- ; ful things about me again. And ’ then kiss me and caress me and i love me. ’ His body stiffened. “You should : know, Bee, I'm going to be either a millionaire—or a bum.” • • * Beatrice arose quickly from the 1 elegant little love seat covered with lemon-colored satin. Her i slightly flushed face indicated only I mildly the excessive warmth she i felt inside. It's queer, she thought, i but I’m as embarrassed as though I it's indecent to look into the past. She heard Marianne’s steps upon the stairs. She and Marianne were In the dining room, the room of the stately antique mahogany pieces that Beatrice with bursting pride had bought at an auction, when Porter came in. Beatrice took a deep breath and then a furtive glance at him. The lines in his tanned forehead had cut deeper. Soon they would be permanent. Though he did not lift his eyes, she knew , the inexplicable pain and anger in , them that robbed them of their ’ natural beauty. It seemed to her, too, that his breath had quickened perceptibly with the years, thus permitting him the barest of pauses between heartbeat and heartbeat His brown suit fitted his long-limbed compact body as most men wistfully wished their clothes fitted them. Porter had not had to learn to wear expensive tweeds casually. It had been only the cheap clothing that he had worn with acute self-consciousness, i Suddenly Beatrice wanted nothing to eat at all. All her feelings seemed to be in her throat Presently Porter lifted his eyes i to his daughter. “How is your arithmetic coming along?" he asked. Not asked, Beatrice thought. Demanded. And he didn’t want to hear that Marianne was doing welt He wanted to hear that she was doing badly, because that would be another excuse for his scorn. Beatrice looked appealingly at her child. But Marianne, she knew, was unpredictable. i “I'm terrible," Marianne replied ■ blithely, shrugging. "I hate arithmetic." “What marks have you been getting?" Porter asked. i "Oh, forty." "Forty!" His glance locked with i Beatrice's, "Did you hear that? She gets forty in arithmetic. What do you do about it? Don't you help her?" It would be futile to tell him ' that this was the first she had heard of the low mark, that indeed Marianne had brought no papers f heme. The private school she attended did not give homework to second graders. She had, however, inquired daily of Marianne how ' school vu going, and had always ! been given the cheerful reply that : everything was fifie. . Appeasament, ue thought Ad-

Marriage Licen m | Edwin McClure, Carlort,| and Virginia C. Nussbaum,|| Robert Luginbill. Benni Patricia Beery, Decatur. | Owls swallcw whole piej their prey intact. ■ Nasoiitl Stated convocation of Del Chapter No. 112 R. A. J|. p. m., Tuesday, May 3, uij.l Supper at 6:39 p. m. I Norman G. Lenhart, I II

ways ap: '.I 'l:. :' Ti.ir.k 'Ufl I anne, and ol Franc s, ai.doffl I ter, too. 1' n't li t him say kfl thing fur which ht il be sorqfl I "Forty," Porter was sifl ■ “Don't you know anytbfl Doesn't your mother ever fl you ?" fl He nr..; ’, Beatri:c (height,efl I on it like a dog on the only fl ■ he can d.g up from the .ri'fl "Forty, he repeated. "Can't J • learn simple arithmetic! fl can't you?" fl Marianne turned her Pfl flushed little face to her r.-'-fl Pressing down on her own isl Beatrice ask' !, "When Jidyoifl ■ this mark, dear?" .fl "The first ~iy 1 went to «■ after 1 had the chicken fl Marianne declared. . M “That was a month ago, fl trice said. She could ®fl the valve of tension. “Yes," Mananne sail Stfl hesaelf up ai.d c..ntronted Pfl "I missed the wi rk becajse fl absent. Since then I've Wfl ting seventies and eignW ■ my arithmetic. And that* fl I'm the best reader in the So there!” But he was neither appeased. He fit a cigare ■ said, “I'm late." ar.d aroje. fl anne’s napkin dropped fl as she pushed back her I ran for his reluctant k>» ■ didn't kiss Mother g- J reminded him. He nr®-* fl thing Beatrice couldnt iw- fl few moments she heard fl if it were being tern fr • ■ rage. She hoped the 1 wasn't damaged again I temper. . h-ct ml Marianne carte I the matter with Paddy • 1 Beatrice reached for * J "He's tired, dear. I >1- “ I a holiday.” h I "Another one?" , I "Yes, another one. I "You always say t»" u I "There's nothing c - I now" . jaw, I A3, a few minutes stood before the broad » the living room *- u Marianne go down th P ((f( waiting station wa P o.. that the time wouW , 1 fT e s there wo«M be gay. She did not■ explained to a child was like . At ten thirty she leave. , WrS . Es “What will I tcll Ljcda soft drawl. She turadio ta the kitchen m hear. . n st r*if Beatrice stopped- » ter heart stopped. g me? . 1 won't tmn* M she thought JU way back into a Clt mind. n me t** "Ask her to c-* Frances.” . "Yes, Mrs Far.®-« , Be B