Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1929-07-09

READ THIS FIRST:
Vivian Matthews, shy and and I'M
happy because she was a doorstep
baby, is called a flat tire" by the
younger set of Bender. She mar
ries Wentworth Hillman Johns III,
with the understanding that in a
year she will get $1,000 and a di-
vorce in Paris. She loves him Sc
cretly, and marrieS to help him get
the fortune left by his grandfather.
Aurelia "Dovie" Jansen, who Tilted
Kent to marry the Count Won Pop
per in Paris, returns and lays her
plans to win Kent again. There
is a cyclone, and when both homes
are taken and Vivian'S maid is
wounded, Vivian flies through the
storm for doctors, and becomes a
heroine, saving a score of lives. The
refugees are in the little Matthews
cottage, willed to Vivian by her old
guardian. Dovie and her mamma
return to Paris to get "out Of the
mess and to keep out Of work.
Kent receives the browning blow. His
fortune, invested, is swept away,
leaving him penniless. Vivian in
sists they live out their year con-
tract in the little cottage.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER XII
"This little old cottage looks like
an orphans home" Vivian decid-
ed, when she had looked it over
through the eyes Of a young ma
tron very anxious to make a pleas
ant nest for her husband.
Strangely, she had really begun
to feel very much like a wife. OF
course, Kent came and went de-
spondentIy-and seemed too weight
ed with his worries in trying to
straighten out the insurance so he
could rebuild the business to pay
much attention to her. But just
having him so close-and so init
mately dependent-made her for
get for the time being that it was
only for a few weeks.
She looked at her little old room
and felt ashamed.
MY goodness" she said aloud,
addressing it as though it were a
neglected old friend, "how could ]
have been SO indifferent to my own
particular castle? I'll fix you up
first"
And she began planning new
draperieS, newspaper, new paint.
Her dream room was in soft tan
paper, and there were green Grapes
at the windows and on the bed and
dressing ~table-and a big. comfor-
table chair-and a nice big floor
lamp to cheer it up.
Smiling, Singing-Vivian Shopped
and planned, and in a week the
room fairly breathed comfort and
color and cozineSS. She bought new
Grapes and new touches here and
there for the whole house, and called
in a seamstresS to make them for
her.
The housekeeping she did all by
herself. There was q sweet pain in
getting down on the floor and
%scrubbing until her knees ached and
her arms felt as though they would
break. In all her life she had never
been forced to work-and it struck
her as quite miraculous that doing
that sort of thing came quite nat
ural to her.
That it would be such a pleasure
was an even greater something to
wonder about. When she wasn't
securing and cleaning or shopping
she was bent thoughtfully over one
of the three cookbooks she had
bought and meant to learn by heart.
Heaven help Kent if there were
no such things as cookbooks in the
world" she grinned happily, and
mixed a little of this and a little
of that and a little of the other and
put it on the stove or in the over
and watched, heart skipping a beat
now and then, to see how it would
turn out.
"Well, I'm just a natural born,
low down, mean, rascal of a smart
female, and the worlds cleverest
amateur cook" she looked up pink
from a session at the oven when
Cuddles ran in one day.
Cuddles smiled at her fondly. She
had never seen Vivian look like that
before. Her tan house dress, with
little green squares in 1t, brought
out her hair and eyes and the pink
in her cheeks was a delightful shade