New Britain herald., 1928-04-03
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[ to stand on the beaten down stubble which served as the only carpet of Sally's new "dormitory."
 Thank you, Sally" the midget piped. her eyes lifted toward Sally out of network of wrinkles which testified that she was indeed woman grown" You're very nice little girl. and your David is one of the handsomest men ever saw
 Your DaNid." Sallys heart re- peated the words, sang them, crooned over them, but she did not answer. except with one of her rare, sudden, sweet smiles.
 "Nita evidently thinks so, too" the weak little treble went on, as 'Pitty Sing" trotted toward her cot, looking like an animated doll. T might as well warn you right now, Sally. that I don't trust that Nita person as far as can throw a bull by the horns
 She flung her dire announcement over tiny, pink-silk shoulder as | trunk and reached into her bosom ! for a key suspended around her neck on a chain.
 Sally's desire to laugh at the pre- postcrous picture of the midget throwing a bull by the horns was throttled by new and particularly horrid fear.
 "What-do you mean, Bctty?" she gasped. Has Nita-:"
 "-been vamping your David 2" tiny Miss Elizabeth Matilda Tanner finished her sentence for her. Tt would not be Nita if she overlooked a prospect like your David. It is entirely obvious that he is person Of breeding and family. even if he is helping Buck in the privilege car kitchen. Nita is always so broke that she has to cat her meals in the cook tent, but she borrowed or stole the money today to cat in the privilege car. and she found it necessary to confer with your David on purely fictitious dictctic prob lem, and then went boldly into the kitchen 10 time the cggs he was boiling for her. That Nita." Inc tiny voice snorted contemptuous!y. Shes as strong as a horse and has about as much need for special dict as an elephant has for ga loshes. Oh. she's up to her tricks. not doubt about that. just thought I'd warn you in time. Nitas man-eating tisross and once she's smellcd blood---''
 Thank you, Betty Sally inter- rupted gently, as she knelt beside the midget to help her with the lid Of the trunk. But David isn't my David. you know. Hes-he's just a friend who helped me out when ] was in terrible trouble. If Nita likes David, and--he-likes her"
 Don't be absurd." the midget scolded her, seating herself on tiny stool to take off her baby-size shoes and stockings. "Of course you're in love with him. and he's crazy about you-a blind person could see that. Will you unite this shoe-lace, please? My nightsown is in the tray Of the trunk, and you'll find nightcap there, too. ] wear it, she eplained severely, on the defensive against ridicule. ito pro- tect my marcel. Heaven knows it's hard enough to get a good curl in these nick towns, with the rubes gaping at me wherever I go. Then please get my Ibsen--a little green leather book. I'm reading 'Hedda Gabler' now. Have you read it?"
 "Oh. yes" Sally cried. delight cdly. Do you like to read: Could l borrow it to read between shows? III take awfully good care of it."
 Certainly l read." Miss Tanner informed her severely, climbing, with Sally's help, into her low cot bed. My father, who had these little books made especially for me, was university professor. l have completed the college course, under his tutelage. If he had not died l should not be here" and her littl" -oro eud5o,,Ir hitter u-itE lppT-