Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1930-03-26

gave you credit for having sensel
II someone lad told me you would
have cheapened yourself that way.
dancing with a strange man ID
have slapped her in the face
Dixie defended herself warmly:
There was no harm in 1t. He
knew who l am. I didn't have to
tell him I am a married and tied
down old woman with a baby. did
I? I said / was going out TO forget
IL for one evening and / meant u.
1 didn't do any harm"
Are you going 70 call that man
up? You couldn't do such a thing"
Couldn't II" She laughed I'M
pleasantly. you don't know what
I could do when I set too fed up
But. Dixie Elanda pleaded with
her earnestly, you can't do those
things when you have a little girl
like Andree. 30 matter how far YOU
60. il Just isn't decent. And with a
Y wonderful husband like Bang. He's
good-natured. Bur I known he
wouldn't stand for that
He'll stand for anything I do
and like It'll Or
There was / silence all the rest OF
the way home. %Inwsrdly Dixie was
smiling. E!3lda was so genuinely
puzzled and worried that there GER
tRinly was no humorous side 70 the
situation In 80 far as she could SEE
AS far as she was concerned she
wouldn't go out with Dixie a,cr1
any more. She certainly didn't wan.
TO 20 through another evening 81
embarrassment like such as the
one she had Just suffered through
She didn't have to fl4rt with strange
men when shc could know men like
Greg Du Pont and his friends II
would ruin her with, them If they
thought she would @ out and dance
with a man she didn't know. Re
might be almost any.hing-o- roth
lngI
They parted In silence and Elard7
went to her room TO lie awake and
think about il and worry. If Dixie
got off on a wild streak like that. \
would break I'D her home. 1t was
hard to imagine Bang getting a di-
vorce. He adored Dixie so. and was
crazy" about the baby. She felt *
helpless and unable to do anything
about 1t.
The next day both girls acted a:
though nothing had occurred. Dixie
seemed quite natural and like hel
old self. Elanda decided II was jus
a temperamental storm and stopped
thinking about it.
p - Late nFtnrv%n@@ rha nTofaf ff
10 WWBC and bumped into Nelson
Connell in the elevator.
Got 2 whale of a SUNDAY story
coming out about you. Georgia. Yet
are going to find out things about
Yourself you've never dreamed be-
fore"
Am I the mother OF a large fam
ily?" she laughed. happily.
Nothing so prosaic, my dear. Bu'
YOU have a long line OF aristocrat:'
ancestors that would turn the kinf
Of Siam white with envy. You are
the TOP off the cream Of the ole
south. When this editor saw vn'r
story ne Jumped up and vhooped 70
ioy. And do you know what M
said?'
"What?" sire waited breathlessly
He said. Bring her in sometime
That gal * sure IN my street Anc
YOU ought 10 be flattered. Sunday
editors are fed IN with pretty girls
They've got all the danes on the
stage chasing them for a spot or
the front page. Most Of EN- woulc
sell their sos for two lines on INT
inside somewhere"
ats awfully sweet Of you" Elands
used her special smile again. II
don't know why you are so nice u
ME"
"It's your baby stare. honey M
rrinned as he left the elevator Blu
YOU amt seen nothin' yet. III MAKE
you famous"
She felt d~eliciously happy anc
pleased. When she opened the stuoi'
She was smiling and humming- Su'
vance was sitting in a deep chair
his ukelele on his knees. lookinI
into space. He did not c her until
she stood beside him:
"a penny for your thoughts. MI
Collier"
ooh" he jumped up. his fact
lighting with welcome. i was JUS
thinking about you"
You didn't look 1t. You locked a
though you were going over a.
your sins and your conscience hur
you or something"
He picked up his ukelele and be-
gan to strum:
MY sin is loving YOU.
Not wisely. hut too we'll"
Then he grinned his disarminl
grin:
I'm going to write some song: