San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-08-30


Where were you last?"
"In your closet-no, the hall
closet !"
"welI, come iahead-let's get on
the job. Well tackle the hall closet
first. Get that flashlight!"
The hall closet, Warren's closet,
her closet, the pantry, the box UNI
der the pantry sink-a tedious, dis
hearteniug search.
"It's 90 small-it might've rolled
anywhere. oh, I'm just sick over
it," almost in tears. Il KNOW
I'll never find it,"
well, whinin' won't help. If
it's here. we'll find it. Have her
look when she cleans. That
twelye?' ms the clock struck. Guess
we'll have to give it UP for to-
night"
Then. as he stumbled against the
Goodwin Bag, propDcd by the
pantry cupboard.
Hold on-this 20 tomorrow?
Then we got to look this stuff over
now"
"Oh, never thought of that! 1t
might've dropped in there" eagerly.
Lets take it out to the dining
room-there's better light"
Pushing aside the dining table,
Warren dumped from the Goodwin
Bag the motley, forlorn assort-
ment.
"Of all the worthless old junk"
he snorted. "Your Good VIII
wasn't on the job when you picked
this lot. What d'you expect 'em
to do with this rubbish"
"Now. dear; don't stop to criti-
else! Help me look" shaking out
the buttonless blouse. 1T may be
here"
"Well, you've got nerve!" as he
kicked the rusted muffin tin.
"Wishin' that on to charity! De-
serve to lose your diamond. Look
at this umbrella-every rib broken.
Take a major operation to put that
in shape"
Jeeringly he opened the decrepit
umbrella. A glittering drop fell
out!
y with a joyous cry, Helen snatch
ed it up.
"Wcli, you're darn lucky!" cuE
ting in on her emotional ecstasies.
"Oh, dear, I'm so hapYs-and
so grateful"
"Then here's your chance to prove
It. Got closet full of toys you
never wcar-now dig out Cough
up somethin' thatl do somebody
aThat pIeatcd sport skirt" i'm
pulsiyely. 81 was keeping it for
rainy days-but III give it now"
darling to her closet.
Rainy days." he snorted. you
never stir out when it rains. That's
your worm-eaten excuse for hang
in on to all your old buds"
"Look, it's a good skirt" hold
ing it up.
things" he stuffed it in. "Now
what else?"
"That's all DEAR. haven't an
other thing"
Haven't Ell? Well, you keep me
stripped clean-now come across
with some of your scenery. Here,
let me get in there"
Elbowing her away, he strobe
llIO HtT tlttFls
Great guns, how many shoes you
got? Won't miss a few pairs from
that lot"
"But my shoes are so small. No
body can wear them"
Huh. always tootin' about your
feet. Give 'em anyway. May be a
Cinderella in that charity lineup.
Now a suit or somethin'. Not these
flimsy frills," paving over her sheer
dresses. "Somethin' good and
heavy"
Here's this old blue gabardine. L
was going to have the skirt short
enel-"
b fright in here holding open the
bag. Now what? Give till II
hurts" with chuckle. "Remcn-
Der you got your sparkler."
There's that old tulle evening
gown" =,
pass that up! The poor devils
that get this hand-out don't strut
the Charleston. Now somctbin' good
and warm. Somethin' thatll keer
the weather out when you sleeI
on a park bench. What bout coat!
What's this?"
why, uedfj tnat o my hV" S'
err coat
Had an old one, didn't you
Whatd you do with thnt?"
81 still have it-but it's perfectly
good"
"Trot it ont. That It? Great!"
"But, wait, dear-thosc big pear
buttons. ] can use them on"
mo. you don't! No cuttin' thing'
, off! THERE" as the imported
cnmcrs hair coat filled the bae
They'll get some good out OF thi
lot. Got any string? Full now
III tic it up"
, "Oh, dear, you needn't bother 10
! night. / can do that in the morn
ing"
mot much you won't! No chang
, in your mind and swipin' thing
, back. No renegin'. All this GOES
Where's that string?"
The now heavy Dubious bag y
' curely tied, he lugged it into tn
! pantry.
"Well, it's a good thing horne
[ in That charity bunch can than
Me for that donation. You may b
r long or Good Wilr-but your
shy on shellin' QUIT"
Y Then. fumbling for his pipe, as b
stumped back into the library.
Huh, the stuff you were soir
" 20 wish on 'em-wouldn't have pal
l. 'em to haul away. What's that
We'll. you're due for n call down
d Always spoutin' about wantin'
hclp-puttin' up the Lady BountifI
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