The Washington times., 1927-09-26

or to 4 restaurant where the
women did not dress" and the
frocks that she wore there were
plain straight ls things with
high round collars.
a Cheap Garlsnt
In the MORNINGS aaround hcne,.
sally always wore calico bur gaIow
aprons - the kind that en- BE-
bought for 30 cents IN any neigh-
borh0od drygoods store.
There was one of them hanging
on the hook behind the bathroom
door and she slipped into II before
she started her morning aupses.
ting exercises. as she called them.
Every morning Of her life Sally
did these exercises for IS minutes,
standing before the open window
Of the bathroom. They kept her
cit as q fiddle, SO she said.
sOne-LW hreef0ur, she b.
gan 70 count aloud, as she bent
from the waist down, time after
time, to touch the floor with her
fingertips.
Then she began to hum, swing.
ing back and forth ID perfect
rhythm: Five - afx - seven -
eight" And then without realiz.
Ing 1t, she began to sing Nick
Lucas little song. keeping fime to
her movements;
High--high--h high
Up on the hill.
Watching the clouds
GO--by-
What d nice happy song that
was. she kept thinking aa abe
sang. She shut her eyes and
thought Of green hilltop with
the wind rufflins the tall grass,
and the clouds sailing By like
silver ships Wouldn't It be
gorgeous to get out OF town on
sweltefing day like this and find
some green hilltop far. away III
the country? TO be there with
someone you loved Not TED
Sloan Emo. not Ted Sloan.
Decidedly not.
High -high- high
Upon the hill Sally was
singing at the top of her voice
now as she did her daily dozen
with all her might ana main.
Wen, for Pete's salxsI What
are you trying to do- Wake the
dead?'
Enter Mills
At the sound III the peevish
voice behind her sally Jumped
and swung around sharply. HAr
happy little song stopped.
Millies her younger sister. had
opened the bathroom door with.
out q sound. s he stood nov on
the threshold III her pink NIGHT
gown ara bare fekt, ana her lit
tie face was dark with Immature.
Not z o'clock vet, and you
slIrieRing ali over the house like
an alarm clOclk!' she wlined cross
ly. You woke me up, ana I'm
dead for Sleep She sagged
against the wall ana yaWred.
opening her little pink mouth
like b kitten.
You would have maryeIIed. IL
you had seen them together, that
the same family could produce q
Sally and q Mile.
= 0L sally w. 81 DEP ana uIS
and go while Mile was q cling
ing vine. drOne ID the hive.
Her blue eyes were sIow-naoving.
her voice was d drAwl, and every
movement Of her body WIS lazy.
She drove Sally Wild at times.
Nevertheless. she was 3 pretty
thing II q DabysfacAd kind Of
fashion.
Like Beau. who was her twin.
Mile WAS exceedingly blond. Her
hair vas pale gold. IS were her
broWs and lashee but she kept
them dyed with some sticky stifff
that she called Chinese black"
There MAS always 4 bottle ok e
Goiaev here III the house.
How soon are you eosna Is ia
through with the Dathroonf7ss NH.
lie asked when she had vaWned
four times, Because I'd lflts q
bath now that I'm un
tits time FOR Won to ii in
anyway sally cut her short
THAT Is. IL vou want Is ct "a
the office 81, finhA for s,sen q,
your lifess she beran is aafher
her brushes and ciotl1es,
IL DON'T. tl10ueh. 1 dent cara
whether / ever ct is that office
aeai.. 81 notl'S MiIiis'a lstfia 800.
and-white face set itaeif into
stubborn lines 4 Just loatlle the
tnousht ct golns down there and
taking d1CtattO0s from that Hdfff0