Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1929-07-16

to show any undue excitement as
she went down the stairs.
What is it-you look all hot and
b0thered?" she smiled at. him.
He did a little dance around the
living room before he caught her,
and whirled her around with him.
His eyes were shining.
"Well-tell me, goofey. Did you
fall heir to a million dollars, or
something's"
Might as well have" he squeezed
her until she almost yelled with
sweet pain. "Sit down here and Ill
sit beside you and tell you all about
it," He pulled her to the couch.
Before he would tell her he sat
back impudently.
Your husband is a smart man.
Did you know it?"
Mercy yes. Think a smart woman
like me would have married a dumb
bell?"
Well" he was holding back
teasing her, had a caller today. A
big, breezy guy from Kansas City.
He told me I was a clever boy. He
told me I was just about, no doubt,
the best little old a salesm2n-pro-
prietor of an automotive establish
ment or what-have-you this side Of
the world. Then he said that after
looking me up carefully his firm had
decided to buy the firm in which I
am now but a white collar slave
and set me- up in business. They are
buying the agency. He is with the
Frankfort people, and they are
really Just handing me the business
to do for them"
Vivian, eagerly watching his face,
was acting as she had never acted
before. But she showed pride, sur
prise and JOY admirably.
Il can't believe It'll" she cried hap
PLY, when he had finished. Kent
Johns. you're spoofing me-"
He looked SO darned joyful that
she wanted to cry. "A minute later,
chock full Of plans, he leaned over
and took her chin in his big, brown
hand.
And pretty soon papa can start
pretty thing again-and everybody
owes her-and she can have lots Of
petty thing again-and everybody
will live happily ever after"
"Well it does sound like a bed
time story" she turned her head
from him. Il won't believe it till
I've seen with my " eyes"
You're just another n OF those
cynical, hard-boiled females that
don't believe in nothin'." He shook
her and beamed. But wait. III
show EN-" .
He stood up, tall and straight and
handsome, and threw out his chest
grandly.
"I'Il show EN-! Little Napoleon.
That's who I ami"
She was SO amused at his boylsh-
ness that she had a sudden desire 10
turn him over her knee and spank
him. But his height forbade it. She,
loved him so when he was like that.
He locked to her for reiteration OF
his " faith in himself. When she
was silent and just laughed up at
him. he smothered her with a sota
pillow. 49,
"Tell me I'm good-woman! Say
uncle"
She held out as long as she could:
then was forced to choke out uncle
from the DEPTHS Of the pillow.
Got anything to. eat, sweet
thing?" he asked her, when he re-
leased her, gasping from the warm
pillow.
'There's cherry pie and peach
pie"
"T1l take two small pieces OF
peach-and I hope you mlscalculate
considerably"
She cut a piece Of cherry for her
self and made lemonade and brought
them in and sat them on the tea
table. Thew sat eating and laughing
like two children: gayer and closer
than thev had ever been before.
From the pie that Kent took up
in his hands he glanced at her. and
she fancied his face dropped a little.
Gosh, can't 7 come to visit you
sometimes when you are a lonely old
woman knittin' here in your settin'
room-and I'm a lonely old man, set
tin on my porch here somewhere in
the old burg-and have a piece Of
your pie now and then?"
There was a catch in her voice