The Washington times., 1928-04-16
pTWoGirls in
Fight for
Love of
One Man
CHAPTER I
OnAI 1ER i
Spotlight on a Party Girl


i elopean eye, set in the high
brow Of a balcony. Some
times it was a naked eye.
Sometimes it donned a
monocle of green or Of red
or of purple. Always it
moved, restlessly, ceaseless-
ly, sweeping over the walls
Of the Copley-Plaza ballroom,
flashing on the horns of the
two jazz bands, stabbing
with brilliance the acre of
floor where danced the
young men of Harvard and
the young men of Yale and
the slim, shapely, bobbed-
haired loves of both.
Tomorrow, Yale and Har-
ward we're going ii play foot
ball in Cambridge, across
the Charles. Tomorrow
these same young men would
sit on opposite sides of a
monstrous concrete horse
shoe and yell increasingly
raucous, increasingly rude
opprobriums toward one an
other. But tonight they
were friends. They clasped
hands. They amicably laid
bets at five to four. They
snapped partners and TASKS
and barometrical predic-
tons; they borrowed and
lent and smoked the cigar
cite of peace.
There is no dance in the
campus category quite like
this football dance. 1t is
democratic and confused af-
fair, larger than a fraternity
hop, less dignified than
prom. It is not Simonpure
collegiate, for anyone with
a dinner coat and the price
of a ticket can gain admis-
sion; but it is madly rah-
rah.
It has a special spirit, born
of the crimson and blue that
vie in the decorations, of. the
challenging campus songs
the orchestras play, of the
consciousness of tremendous
things about to happen.
Music and laughter and
light badinage are its over
tones: the referees whistle,
the boom of a boot on a ball,
the long, walled "Ya-a-a-
ale" and the short "Hah-
vud" Of the morrow, throb
in the heart of it.
other northeastern educational
institutions send delegates I'M
officially. NJ. /. T. is represented
bv a number of gentlemen striV-
ing to look supercilious-for M.
/. r.. as everyone knows, has a
soul above varsity football, has
I. nut away childish things. Bos-
tor University and Tufts contri-
bIte sparsely. Dartmouth is
down from Hanover in the per-
sons of half a dozen of its more
irresponsible scholars. who had a
wow of a party the week end
Of the Dsrtmouth-Ha game.
and hope TO repeat.
Andover and Exeter are present.
potential collegians intensely de.
sjrious of being taken for actual
0nea. Wellesley and Smith and
Dana Hall lend their fairest buds.
II is withal a very young and
rlad and vivid gathering, and a
unique one, not entirely possible
anywhere else in the world.
Upon such a gathering the great
white eve, the eye of the spot
light that is to show you Gay
Leonard, started down. And
presently, somewhere in the midst
OF the riotous phantasmagOria, it
found her. And having found her,
it was as Ioath as a human eye
to glance away.
She was all gold. Pigmy gold
slippers with silt heels and up
sticking fan-shaped buckles. Cold
chiffon stockings, most artistically
filled. Gown of gold fabric that
worshiped the lines OF her ex-
uuiSite little boys body. Hair
made Of sunbeams and gilt and
daffodil dust.
She was dancing with a Yale
youth a great deal taller than she,
and the spotlight held them both,
moving as they moved, pooling
them in radiance. They were con-
spicious, theatrical, under the
spotlight. and the Yale youth
seemed somewhat bothered. But
not Gay. She merely smiled. q
knocking tiny smile that said, IAN
right. / don't mind Why should
II"
ner's dinner coat her nair glowed
startIingly yellow: huge yellow
houtonniere on a black lapel.
Against the gloss of his shirt
front her profile was a cameo.
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