Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1930-11-28

a "Forsyte" girl! Was that the rea-
sen, perhaps, why she had been so
thorny with him. a mere dick?
Well, he WASN'T just a dick any
longer. He was a Special Investi-
gator society girl" playing at
work..
But there was more. and he read
on: "As is well known, the girls
have their 'hen-fight' bridge-lun-
cheon every Saturday afternoon
from the first of October to the
first Of June, and a bridge-dinner.
in which mere men are graciouSly
included. every Wednesday evening
during the season. Mr.. and Mrs.
Tracy A. Miles are scheduled as
next Wednesdays host and hostess"
Il take eff my hat to your So
ciety editress.' Dundee commented
with false cheerfulness, when he
had laid the paper back upon Pen
ny'S desk. She makes half column
Of this item alone in what
must be a meager Saturday bunch
OF Society Note then writes IL all
over again. in the past tense. for
an equally meager Monday column
Like bridge. Miss Grain"
Penny Snatched up the paper and
crushed it into her wastebasket. Il
do! And 7 like my old friends. even
II I am not able, financially. to
keep up with them. II that's why
you've suddenly decided to stop be-
ing-comrades.
please forgive me again, Penny"
he begged gently.
"You thought 7 was a society
girl playing at work." she accused
him as accurately as If she had
read his mind. I'm notl I was born
into that crowd. and I still belong
to IL, because all OF them are ms
real friends. but get this into your
thick Scotch-Irish head. Mr..
Dundeei-I'm working because I
nave to, and-and because ! love il.
too, and because I want to learn
to make enough before I'm many
years older TO give mother some
Of her things she's missing 50
dreadfully since-since my father
failed and-and ran away"
Ran away?" Dundee echoed in
credulouSly. How could any man
desert a daughter like thisi
Eyes. ran away!" she repeated
fiercely. II might as well tell you
myself. Plenty Of others will be
willing TO. as soon as they know
! YOU are-mv friend. .....A As I told
you. my father-I used 10 call him
Dad'-and her voice broke-"my
father went bankrupt. but before
the courts knew II he had sent
some securities to a-to a woman
in New York, and when he-lett us.
he went to her. because he left
mother a note saying so. His de-
frauded creditors here have tried
to-to catch him, but they haven't
yet"
Very gently Bonnie Dundee took
the small hand that was ~distractedly
rumpling the brown waves which
swept back from the widow's-peak
which made her forehead 50 ire
sistible. Il lay fluttering in his big
ger palm for a moment. then
snatched itself away.
II won't have you feeling sorry
for mei' she cried angrily.
Who owns your-the Primrose
Meadcws-house now? Mrs. Sclim?"
he asked.
The lovely Nita'?" Her voice
vas cornful. mo. She rents 10 from
Judge Hugo Marshall-or is sup
posed to pay him rent" she added
with a trace OF malice. HUGO is an
old darling. but he Is f~earfully weak
where pretty women are concerned.
Mia Selim had known Hugo in
New YOrk-somehOw-and as soon
as Lois-Mrs. Dunlap, I mean-had
got Nita off the train, the stranger
in U midst hied herself TO Hugo's
office and he's been tagging after
her ever since. Though most Of
the men in our crowd are as bad
or worse than poor old Hugo. How
Karen keeps on looking 81 blissfully
happy"
"Karen?' Dundee interrupted.
Mrs. Hugo Marshall" she ex-
planned impatiently. Karen made
her debut a year ago this last
winter-a darling of a girl. judge
Mershall-retired judge. you know
had been proposing To the pref
tieSt girl in each seasons crop Of
debs for the past 20 years, and
Hugo must have been the most
nonpluSsed perennial bachelor who
lever led a grand march when
Karen snapped him up. Loved him
actually And they've been bliss
fully happy ever slnce-A baby
boy three months old" she conclud-
ed in her laconic style. Then.
ashamed: Il don't know why I'm
gossiping like thisir
Because YOU can't find another
blessed scrap OF work 70 do. you
little efficiency friend" Dundee
laughed. Come on Gossip some
lore. NV Magnify case Will wait
till afternoon, 70 be mulled over
while you're losing your hard
earned salary at bridge with rich
women
I'VE don't play for high stakes"
she corrected him. Just a twen-
tieth OF a cent a point. though
contract can run into money even
at that. The winnings all 20 to the
Forsvte Scholarship Fund. On We'd
nesday evenings the crowd plays
for higher stakes-a tenth-and
winners keepers. Therefore I can't
afford to 60. unless I sinl. 50 low
as 10 let nv escort paw my losses
which I sometimes do she confess
sed. her brown head low for a
moment.
rs this Mrs. Peter Dunlap a
deeD-bosomed club woman. who
starts Movements?" he asked. more
to bring her out of her depression
than ANYTHING else. "BigTer and
Better Babies Movements. and
Homes for Fallen Girls. and Little
Theater Movements?"
The brown head flung itself I'D