The Bismarck tribune., 1929-03-27
April Farm Outlook for North Dakota Is Price Level Will Hold

makes It easier to be called q
stranger"
"Fresh, aren't your" Mildred took
him to task. Suddenly he changed.
mo, really I'm not, Miss Lawrence.
and I think It's great Of you 70 let
me 70 home with you even II have
sort Of forced the invitation. But ]
don't see any sense in wasting . lot
of time getting acquainted when you
know who am and I know who you
| are.
"But don't really know who you
are"
..surc you do. You know couldn't
be with the Mettle Agency II -. well,
don't you see, that's q recommends
ton, though honesty compels me to
admit old Dam-I beg your pardon
old D. A. M. doesn't always agree
with my point Of view"
Mildred nodded: well you seem
determined to meet mother. Come
along and let's phone. But when !
tell her I'm bringing = man home to
dinner that I didn't know an hour
ago she's going to have an old-fash-
ioned moment, I'm afraid"
I'm all for the modern kid, myself"
Stephen declared. Lots Of pep and
knows how to play an old game
new way"
Mildred looked at him. He saw
the question in her eyes. Getting
what you want" he explained. That's
what people always have been doing.
Only the girls are franker about 1t
now. The way I feel, II q girl liked
me I'd Q. K. her letting me know 1t.
We fellows are finding out that we
haven't got all the original ideas by
any means. We appreciate lead or
two to save time."
Mildred felt uneasy. She hoped he
wouldn't talk like that in her mothers
hearing. OF course she understood
him. She heard lot Of such modern
opinions. But they shocked her
mother.
"Well, don't let Connie know you're
looking for leads" she laughed. "or
she'll have you naming the date be-
fore dinner"
They were back at the subway now.
well change for an express at
Seventy y-second street." she said. i
told mother we'd hurry"
| When they left the train Mildred
stopped at delicatessen store and
made few purchases which Stephen
wanted to pay for and was not al
lowed.
| you'll have to carry them up four
flights Of stairs to pay for your din
ner," she told him.
-Four flights of stairs! Why, my
dear girl, I take a walk to the
moon and back every time I'm feeling
happy"
The stairs were somewhat narrow
and not very well lighted but that
did not seem to put a damper on the
young mans spirits. Mildred was
glad Of the dimness; 1t hid the dirty
landmarks on the walls and the un'
cleaned corners Of the stairs.
Her mother welcomed them witt
poorly concealed agitation. She won
, dered what any young man woule
! think Of her daughter in these CIR
cumstances. In her day
, did you cook the chops?" Mildred
: whispered in her ear when she kisset
her mother.
There's only one" the mothe
. whispered back; "but it's got kidney
I wouldn't let Connie have 1t. 6h
), had 1t last time"
This is the young man who save'
i. my fur for me, mother, Mr.. Armi
= tagc."
"Pleased to meet you Mr.. Ar
!. mitage." She gave him q welcoming
), hand that felt rough to his touch bu
|, had sincerity in its pressure tina
!. left Q pleasant feeling In Stephen
memory. He knew the difference be
!. tween genuine friendliness and til
glad hand.
Well, usually he made good i'm
preston. Someone once had told hil
). that It was his curly blonde hair this
= awoke q maternal instinct In tt
= women he met. Why men liked hiI
:" no one had as yet told him.
:, "The conquering hero comes"
= voice Knocked from the living rool
:. doorway. tive . notion to break m
~ date"
!" For goodness sake. Connie" til
= mother snapped. "Mr. Armitage WI
y ,e think you don't know how to behave
I" "You must excuse me q moment
Mildred said and left her mother
= cope with the incorrigible Connie.
!. A few minutes to get into simp
:. lilac chiffon dress. . few mag
" touches before the mirror to hair ar
complexion and Mildred was ready
entertain her guest.
II She found Connie lighting cigar
"a for Stephen, perched on the arm
~ his chair. Mildred knew it wasn't
: studied pose. Connie was far beyor
- posing in her strides toward mo'
= crnisn. She let herself follow II
~ stincts and act on impulses. II 81
- wanted to sit on the arm Of chair
anyone's chair-she sat on It.
.r She wasn't bent on mischief, hoy
~ ever, and when Mildred appear'
~ she went out to the kitchen. ostel
sibly to help her mother. In reali
NJ to rave about Stephen.
" If only Mildred had little mo
- snap" she remarked, "she might
- able to hold him. But ! doubt
~ Pity"
Connie. Aren't you ashamed Il
"A way you talk?" her mother reprov
her. Mildred Is simply being nice
he q young man Who was Of service
3" her. But I'd rather she hadn't &
n acquainted with him % easily.
he might think she isn't very partic
Int lar.
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