Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1927-11-15
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Lor Gafly naQ come 10 the place
where she was deeply ashamed OF
her nightly exhibition dance on the
polished floor Of Aunt EmiIy's dining
room.
TO begin with. she had not been
the least bit ashamed Of dancing in
public. She had been shy, but not
ashamed at all. She had started out
BY being as natural as a child that
dances 70 the music Of a street piano
or its OWL shadow in the sunlight.
Then Aunt En- had told her
"shimmying" was n sight and q dis
grace.
Next Mrs. jerome had wept about
II, and hunted UP the old satin mask
70 hide her shame, as she put IL.
Then, last OF all, Ted Sloan had
confessed that he was ashamed Of
making "a holy show" on the dance
floor with her six nights a week.
II was no wonder that Sally's face
grew hot and scarlet under its mask
steps, looking down into the hall be-
low. and that she stepped quickly
back into the shadow of the landing
halfway up the flight
IF John should see mel" she
gasped inwardly, one hand on her
breast where she could feel her heart
beating away with all its might and
main, not TO mention speed
Panic-stricken, she turned and flew
up the sairs to her room. With the
door safely locked, she stripped off
the blue-and-silver dress, wiped the
paint from her face, kicked off the
satin slippers.
Five minutes later a very demure
Sally slipped down the back stairs Of
the big house, enveloped in a clean,
white bungalow apron.
where's our own Gilda Gray to-
night" asked Aunt Emily, puzzled,
as she took her place behind the
white enameled table and began TO
help Hilda, the new little waitress,
put salads together expertly.
Our wi Gilda Gray decided not
10 do her stuff tonight" answered
the girl, trying to seem off-hand
about il.
Don't you feel well?" asked Aunt
En-, MS she gave her q searching
glance that took her in from head TO
foot.
@Never felt better since Hector
was a pup" Sally went on, with
blithe slanginess. She certainly
never had looked better.
well, then, what's the big idea Of
staying out here in the kitchen ?"
her aunt went on. When she set her
mind to finding something out, she
went right 70 the bottom Of hings.
A diamond drill was nohing 10 be
compared to her, when 1t came to
digging up the truth.
"Well, IL you must know" Sally
finally blurted out, "John Nye IL
here tonight-and / don't want to
dance in front of himi"
"Ho-humi" Aunt En- was thought
full. $50 that's the way the wind
blows, is it? Well, I've thought that
right along"
Sally knew she had thought she
was in love with John ever since that
long-ago day, almost q year before,
when John Nye had come 70 the
house to take Mile for a drive. She
said nothing, but went calmly on pill
ing lettuce leaf upon lettuce leaf.
and scooping out n hollow in the
tomatoes before her on the table.
"Set those salads on the serving
table in the dining ROOM commanded
Aunt En-, when the last Of them was
finished and topped off by a spoonful
Of fluffy salad dressing.
But Sally shook her lovely, dark
head. "Oh, no. Not me, Aunt Emu
she cried, with determination in the
very ring az her voice. "Td have 60
Ne dragged by the hair Of my head
into that dining tonight I'm
not going anywhere near John Nye
and his crowd. Not a chancei'
With an outraged snort, Aunt En-
piled n tray with salads and bore
them off TO the dining at high
speed.
IF you're ashamed Of this job
you'd better 20 back to petting n
typewriter" she said, vhen she had
dashed back into the kitchen. She
always spoke her mind, no matter
how many people were around.
I'm not ashamed Of my job! You
know / don't mind waiting on table
most Of the time" Sally came back
at her holly.
"Well. then. what's the matter with
you tonight" Aunt En- wanted TO
know. rapping he table smartly with
her knuckles.
II just don't want TO 20 In where
John Nye is" Sally began, when
her aunt broke IN once more.
You don't know what you want
70 dol" she declared. you act like
n simpleton about that man. You
always have-and he doesn't know
you're on earthl l should think
you'd have more pride, Sally Jeromel
Go and take a look at him now.
Making roly-boly eyes at some little
yellow-headed girl in there"
She waved a thin hand In the d.
rection Of the dining room.
Sally tiptocd out OF the kitchen by
the back door and went around the
house 70 enter Il by the side door.
Very softly she crossed the big.
shndowy pRrlor, and looked through
the w~ide-arched doorway into the
dining room.
She could see John Nye and his
party plainly. There were eight peo-
ple-four men and four girls. They
were talking and laughing together
as they helped themselves to the
fried chicken and shoe-string pota-
toes that Hilda was passing around
their table.
That IL. all % them were talking
and laughing except John Nye him
self. His face vas very serious as he
lifted a large piece Of golden-brown
chicken from the platter TO his plate.
And he was paying no attention TO
the small blond Girl who sat next