The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-04-06
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1929 By
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True, the DOWl ndO come U d
Junk dealer and the candleStickS
were seconds from a department
store basement, but their defects
were hardly noticeable.
Once when Mildred opened the
door from the kitchen and let in a
whip of their cooking dinner, Connie
Jumped up and stormed out into the
domain that saw little of her, to
protest.
do we have to have c~abbsge?"
she cried in evaporation. Il can't
stand it,"
She went over to the stove and
lifted the lid from a Steaming pot.
Pig knuckles!" IHer voice was filled
with horror.
CHE waited in the kitchen until
y Mildred came in. Surely you
aren't going to feed Harold Judson
pig knuckles," she exclaimed fer
vently.
why not?" Mildred answered
coolly.
Connie walled. We'll, if you
don't care anything about him you
might think of me. 1 wouldn't have
the slightest objection to being Mrs.
Harold Judson, but l certainly
couldn't put romantic thoughts into
a fellows head when his stomach
is filled with pig knuckles."
Fortunately her mother was iii
the dining room at the moment,
else Connie might have got a broom
where broomS we're not primarily in
tended to be used.
Mildred looked at her soberly.
He isn't good enough for you,
Connie, dear" she said quietly.
Hes a nice boy, but he's a weakling.
He couldn't keep a girl like you
out Of trouble"
Thanks" Connie answered sar-
castically. I'll keep myself out Of
! trouble."~
You'd probably make a lot of
foolish mistakes, married to the
kind Of man Harold Judson will
be"
We'll, Why Worry?" Connie re-
torted. After cabbage and pig
knuckles ..."
And later, when Harold left his
plate practically untouched, she felt
correct in her conclusions.
1t wasn't, however, diStaste for the
food that spoiled their guests ap-
petite. He wasn't hungry. Mildred
understood, and stopped her mother
from urging him to eat. but she did
not protest when a third cup Of cof-
fee was urged upon Harold and he
did not decline.
Connie stayed to entertain Har-
old while Mildred helped her mother
with the dishes. Then she reluct-
antly went off to the lecture she
was attending with some school
friends.
Nov for the fireside stuff" Har-
old laughed and settled himself
down in the n big chair for q
comfortable smoke.
Maybe you can find a station
that's playing Hearts and Flow
ers,'" he added as Mildred went
to the radio.
It was a small set and the loud
speaker was not loud at all. 1t was
a very low speaker, and a tinny
one at that. but Mildred made no
apologies for it.
you know this isn't so bad"
Harold said after a while. but 1
wouldn't do it for any other girl
in the world. Come on, let's go to
a club and dance?"
Mildred shook her head. I'll show
YOU the family album" she said
with a seriousness that deceived
Harold. He pretended to faint.
Teach you red dog" he suggested
when he came to-"
What is that?' Mildred asked
suspiciously. Harold started to tell
her that it was a card game, but she
had to answer the telephone.
Hello, this is Stephen
Her heart missed a beat.
Isn't that you. Miss L~aTrence?'
he asked doubtfully as Mildred re-
manned silent.
Hello" she said then, non-com-
mitally.
Glad I found YOU in" Stephen
said. refusing to be discouraged.
How about my hopping a train and
coming up to see you?'
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