The Dickenson County herald. [volume] (Clintwood, Va.) 1927-1930, 1927-12-08
Everybody Called
Her Ginger
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By CORONA REMINGTON
(Copyrisllt.s

IJER real name was Ann Marshali
L i Lee. but everybody called her
Ginger because she was so full OF
pep. Her feet seemed to dance as
she walked along the street. The
old ladies called her flighty, the men
said she was a darn fine sport and
straight as die. From much athletic
work in school she had developed
pretty, shapely little less and she did
not hesitate to show them.
whats in leg?" she asked naive
ly one day, when old Miss Fogarty on.
the corner tried to remonstrate with
her. swell, what is in leg?" Ginger
persisted.
"AIy mercy, child, you haven't got
any decency. When / was your age
l wouldn't "a mentioned such thing,
much less-showed !" Miss Fogarty
was distinctly shocked. "If you ever
hope to make good marriage you'd
better not carry on So
"Well, but Miss Fogarty, if you're
crazy about children and want a
whole bunch of little kiddies of your
own, marrying's the preperest way of
getting them, isn't it?'
IF I didn't think so much O your
mamma I'd tell you never to set foot
on my place again
"What've | said that was wrongT
asked Ginger in hurt tone. Il said
marrying was the properest way
didn't /? What's wrong with that?
Isn't it?'
With a sniff of contempt Miss
Fogarty turned and went into her
house. Tossing her an airy kiss
Ginger hurried down the street to
work.
Bet she's just plumb bad right
now" soliloquized Miss Fogarty. "Her
poor mother amt got no idea of it
either
Whistling a little tune under her
breath Ginger thought about Miss
Fogarty, and her recent conversation.
"Poor old darling. Such an old maid"
Ginger unused, "but l do wish--she
| liked me. Oh. we'll"
With a characteristic shrug of the
shoulders she dismissed the thought
as her active little mind fitted away
to another idea.
"Well, Ginger, this is my lucky
| day." said voice nearby.
The girl turned quickly and flushed
| as she recognized Rev. Harold Graft
coming across the street toward her.
"Say, how about going to the
movies tonight?" he asked.
I'D love to- Ginger replied
warmly.
"Fine! Eight o'clock will be all
right?"
SO it was arranged and all that day
| at the office Ginger's heart sang for
JOY. She was going to have whole
evening With her adorable hero; and
| that evening was coming nearer and
nearer with every tick of the clock.
After office hours she hurried home
to eat supper and dress. Harold up
| peared on the dot of eight and they
went gayly away together. The pic
ture itself meant little to Ginger;
she was too entirely taken up with
the fact that she, Ginger Lee, was
once more sitting beside Harold Graft
as she would like to do forever.
"Let's walk" she said to him as
they started home after the show
"All right suits me-" he answered.
Anything suits me so long as you're
In it,"
They slowed down as they reached
the residence section and sauntered
leisurely along, enjoying the cool
night after the torrid day.
There was not even Il light in any
of the little houses ON the street
where Ginger liveA so they had the
whole world to themselves. They
stopped few doors from home and
Harold took Ginger's hands in his.
"Look right straight at me, Gin
ger" he commanded. g. -. yes,
you do love me, dear" he said mo-
ment later in his rich, ringing
voice. "When you love a man and
you look at him you give your secret
away"
'Oh, but Harold" she protested as
he took her in his arms. II won't
make good minister's wife. Every
body'll think Pm bad because I'm so
full of life. l know Miss Fogarty