Fitzgerald leader enterprise and press. (Fitzgerald, Ben Hill County, Ga.) 1921-1964, 1926-01-14

MD drive him down. had grown
snIendidly fit. My body and nerves
had responded to the regular habits
;nto which | had moulded my life ana
Tho decire for cocktails and cigarettes
msver returned. But the ache OF see
mo Curtiss for the brief moment at
the Clanceys and then having HIM
90 out of my life again, was s'h ~
poignantly keen. Not once nau l
seen or heard of him being Win Anne.
could picture them togeether d.
home. making their future plans
When the owners of the sianderous
tongues began to realize l was earn
est about nv work and was proving
trifle more valuable than gay ldler'
tbay we're frankly amazed. Tales, too,
~ the Inn episode having been exag-
garated had died out and once again
;nvitations began to arrive. But al,
w.avs refused. These people mad
sent me to Cenventry, untrled' anu
7 would remain there now from
choice.
One rainy afternoon went into
the back living room which IS entire-
w nv own. My piano is there ana l
manned to spend few hours alone
Tbe dampness of the day had mace
me- long for fires ruddy cheer. so
7 LIGHTED the logs in the great fire
n,ace and soon the shadowy corners
rraf f their dancing lights.
Though it was still early it was al
most dark outside.
Because gray days come so Seidoh
in Florida, we love the occasional one one
when the sun ceases to shine ana I've
always adored the ram. H. ::
touched a match to the candles IN
tba old-brass candelabra that my
mother had priced.
Seating myself at the piano l
PLAYED page after page OF Choplh;
Then | sang-a song that Curtlss iau
loved best of all. Why couldn
7 mt him from my mind!
"Grav DAYS are your gray eyes,
Gold days your HAIR,
Come storm or shine to me
Gan DAYS are fair" baritone
Joined in from behind. :.
turned around in amaZement. III
was Bob. =.
"Mom Nellie at first wanted to
throw me out in the rain but after
tbe persuasion of a decent com, she
told me | might find you here.
hone YOU don't mind" he apologlzed;
s'Oh, how glad | am to see you,
cave a welcome and motioned him
TO ait beside me on the dlVan.
"I'm sorry Nom Nellie was so
cross, but as a rule when come mere
she knows | hate to be disturbed
You know that doesn't mean you'
though, don't you Bob? How long
have you been here?'
"Oh. for quite a while. | was en-
tranced with your music so stood IN
side and was especially impressed
with YOUR Interpretation of Chopin.
A sort of usefulness in your touch
made of that last waltz delicate
piece of lace. Your voice, too, Saline,
| had no idea you sang so well. lts
really lovely since you--.
go on, you mean since l let Gig
arettes and cocktails alone"
"Well, yes, but not only your voice
has improved but the tout ensemble
is perfect, my dear. Everyone says
Won look more beautiful than ever
before" ~.
"Now, Bob" laughed, "you didn't
come here to tell me that. Out with
it. What's going on under that bald
spot of yours?''
you're too psychic, young WON
an, and because you are unmaldenly
in YOUR Impotence, I'll punish you
bv having you ring for some tea"
GLOW stupid of me, of course l
will. You old dear! You shall also
have cinnamon toast to add inches to
YOUR waistline, so there"
gave Nom Nellie the order and
she shuffled away.
1t was great to see Bob again: l
had not had long chat with nm
since the night he gave me the idea
of getting job.
Flows Mari? haven't seen her
for a perfect age"
"She dropped me here on her way
TO the Tennis Tournament. She uses
the home as a sort of filling station,
that wife of mine. Three times day
she blesses it with the beauty OF her
SMILE" ~
"But how you adore her! Some
times | wish had married you my
self, Bob. You're such dependable
soul"
"Funny you didn't think of that
before, with me proposing to you
every weekend and you just as reg
ularly turning me down. Anyway,
was darn lucky to get Mari. and I'll
always feel that you two are the
sweetest pieces of feminity I've
ever known.
The tea arrived.
In spite of his light banter, l could
tell that Bob had something on his
mind.
Go on, Bob, please tell me-" CO.
creed, after his second piece of toast:
81 can't fool you, can l Peach"
he called me the name he had given
me when | was little girl, 81 have
got something to tell you, by Jove,
but it's so blooming personal that l
hardly know how to start.
Ito be continued)