The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1925-09-04

TWO.
She came toward him swaying like
a model in a style-show. Her lips
were pursed up for kiss.
"Kissums sticky mouf," she said
babyishly.
Dick kissed her with the utmost
gravity.
Where did you get all these
clothes?" he asked.
From my generous husband. -.
/ charged them to YOU" Glory an
swered. Now don't be cross, please.
/ really needed a few things"
Dick frowned.
But you just bought a new dress
last week for your party" he said.
whats the matter with it?"
"Oh. that thing" Glory answered,
her lips curling. MY old dress
maker made it. 1t had no style"
II though it was beautiful" Dick
said helplessly.
Downstairs Ranghild was striking
the Chinese dinner gong.
"You know, Dick" Glory said after
dinner as they sat before the wood
fire In the living room, "a woman
needs more clothes than a man
does"
Dick lowered his newspaper and
looked at her.
How much did you spend today?"
he asked
"Only a little bit over four hun
dred dollars" Glory said.
"But wait until you see all the
lovely bargains I picked up" she
cried before he had time to answer.
She ran upstairs and dressed her
self in the new black velvet dress.
Then she put on the cream-colored
hat, and dabbed mimosa perfume be-
hind her ears and under her chin,
Don't / look like a million dol
lars? she asked excitedly when she
came down, again.
You sure do" Dick admitted.
But 1 want to show you some
thing. ..."
z took a black leather book
Iii from his inside coat pocket.
III "Oh, don't show me figures,
please" Glory protested. II don't
understand them and they make
my head feel all fuzzy inside ="
These won't" Dick said. Look
here, haven't $500 in my checking
account! And I'm paying for some
telephone company stock that I'm
going to give you for your birth
day
ooh, don't! I don't want it. Give
me an automobile, instead!' Gloria
cried, clasping her hands. i've just
got to have an automobile! May and
Myra and all the girls have one!'
MAY and Myra have rich hus-
bands" Dick answered. you've
married a poor man, and you'll have
to get used to being a poor mans
wife . I'll teach you to drive
my roadster, and you can use that
to go to your bridge club and lunch
parties"
Glory pouted
Il don't want that old ark" she
said drearily. II want a little closed
car like the one your mother has"
''Give me time, and I'll be able to
get things like that for you," Dick
replied. "In another ten or fifteen
years E"
Ten or fifteen years" Glory broke
in. why in ten or fifteen years
I'll be an old woman! 1 won't care
about parties and beautiful clothes,
them
T.ck laughed a. her
You'll be a very attractive
woman, in, your early thirties," he
said. And you'll find that your
taste for clothes will be just as
strong as 1t is now stronger,
perhaps.
I'm the meantime" he went on
looking at her gravely, you'll have
to economic a little. Now, !
want you to promise me that you'll
never go downtown and run up
bills on me again, without asking
me about it first. VIII you
promise me that?"
Glory looked him straight in the
eye Slowly she shook her head.
NV, ollS ScllQ WOIl L
make any such promise for
know I'd break it. I'm going to
have clothes. I won't look like
a trump. Don't you want me to be
as well.dressed as other women?"
II can't say that I'm particularly
crazy about having a clothes horse
for q wife," Dick answered picking
up his paper "And there's just one
more thing have to say =. can't
be worried to death about bills and
expenses at home, and do anything
like my best work downtown every
day."
LORY smoothed down the
folds of her black velvet
- dress thoughfully.
"Other men seem to buy their
wives an occasional dress or two"
she remarked with cutting sarcasm.
And l don't notice that they crack
under the strain Goodnight, 1
think I'll go to bed. There's no use
trying to sit up and talk to you
when you're wound up for one Of
your sermons on economy Jim
my, but l wish l were still earning
my $25 a week! Then l wouldn't
be jawed to death every time spend
penny
She went upstairs, but not to bed.
She spent an hour brushing her
hair, polishing her nails, cleaning
her face carefully with cold-cream
and cold water. putting her new
clothes away in sachet powder.
Before ten the next morning May
Seymour telepnoned Glory.