Beverly banner. [volume] (Beverly, N.J.) 1877-1964, 1925-09-18

Of her bobbed hair dangled about her
face in free disorder.
| "Why didn't you do it all?" demand
ed Jerry quickly, her eyes on the bris-
Ting curriers'. "Why such partially p
Following the direction of Jerry's
eyes, Rhoda lifted a languid hand and
| felt vaguely about her forehead, COM
ing to a sudden, electrical alertness
| as she felt the two curriers'. She ran
to the mirror for minute inspection.
For heavens sake" she walled,
| did I go like that to the party?"
Jerry assured her she did not. and
Rhoda sighed in great relief.
well, l don't know how it hap
| pened," she said, "and l don't care.
Bertrande brought me home Perhaps
he did it for a joke. AS long as did
not disgrace myself at the party,
don't care"
She tumbled upon the bed again,
and Jerry sat down beside her.
ooh, such a head" moaned Rhoda,
| lifting her hands to her throbbing
temples. 81 swear every time I'll
never do it again, and then do"
Jerry took off her gloves, removed
her hat. folded her coat nicely over
the back of chair, and went to work.
She got out cups and saucers, meas
ured coffee and water into the electric
percolator, and connected the switch.
You'd better have 1t black" she
said, "but I'll take cream as usual"
Encouraged by her gentle activity,
Rhoda pulled a dreSsing-gOwn about
her shoulders, bathed her flushed face,
brushed out her tousled locks and
then dropped YEARLY upon the tum-
bled couch once more.
1--WE didn't come home until six
O'clock" she said. 1--WE had breakfast
before we left-ham and eggs and
everything. l made the toast. Burned
myself, too"
"Six o'clockI But Rhoda, how can
you work"
who's going to work? told you
yesterday l couldn't work today.
That's why finished the picture. oh,
such headl"
swell, of all the silly things" Jerry
said, in her most pompously Prudence
voice. "Work all night, or dance all
night, or 1t is plain intemperance
Rhoda. You ought to use a little judg-
ment about things No wonder you're
a wreck"
Rhoda laughed feebly. Nov, Iowa."
she protested teasingly. There speaks
the corn-fed babyp' Then she added
soberly: did you enjoy it, Jerry?
Every one liked you so much. They
thought you were perfectly lovely, RI
quite annoyed because he kissed you
lat least he thought it was you. And
Duane"
81 had lovely time, thanks" Jerry
interrupted. at was the most anus
ing thing ever saw in my life. No
about Greenwich"
"That isn't Greenwich, that's Brook
lyn," objected Rhoda. But anyhow
we admit it. We do nothing by frac-
tons. When we Jazz, we jazz. But
remember this, Old Mississippi When
we WOlAP VIC WI NJ VIC SldfCu away
every night but three in the last three
months. The theater twice. the party
once. If want to jazz until morn
ing"
ITS nobody's business but your
own" Jerry put in. laughing, as
Rhoda hesitated.
'Rightol Rush along the coffee,
Angel-face. My merry-go-rounds are
back-firing on me-"
Jerry FASTENED to pour the coffee,
and they drank cup in silence, then
another. With the third serving Jerry
broke the silence.
"Rhoda, who is Francy? haven't
met her. have IT.
"Francy? Oh, you mean Francy
England. Well, she is Duane Aller-
toms new flame, since Kitty Karson
got married. What did he say abou:
herr"
"He didn't mention her. 1t was
Aimee. She didn't say anything just
spoke of her."
"She's not really in our crowd, you
know. She's one Of the Batik Trail.
ers."
1.-THE Batik-"
"Um, you know. Batik Trailers-
the idle rich-those who can't paint
can't sing, can't write-but like the at
mosphere and move in to get the air
We have to provide entertainment for
them. Sometimes it's china painting,
com otfnnc uunouiu0 mr. hnodmorlx
right now it's batik. Heaven knows
what nextl It's the raison d'etre for
the Art Trailers."