Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1930-04-11
LENNA'S
COLLAR AID
HERO REALLY
LIVED
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90 by D. J. Walsh.l

Y EMMA MAY liked Arthur Green,
but laughed at him.
H. "It's no good, Arth," she said,
you can't help 1t, but you just
aren't snappy. Nobody is, here. That's
why I'm going to get Dad to let me go
to business school. I'll meet some Of
those wonderful fellows" Her eyes
wandered over the opened magazine
in front Of her to an Adonis in MAR
vellose" collar (''has the appearance
and even the feel Of linen, but a damp
sponge cleans it").
"Goshl you wouldn't want me to
look like that guyT sweetly sarcastic.
+ The poor boy went home sadly I'M
happy. Football, and being a track
man seemed to count for nothing with
Lenna. She had the clothes mania
"got 1t bad" he groaned.
Lenna, meanwhile, was chewing the
end of her fountain pen. graduation
gift. In front lay the magazine with
the glorifed collar-wearer. Lenna had
an idea, and with Lenna thoughts were
instantly transmitted into action.
She giggled happily as she folded
her letter and addressed 1t to the
collar factory. She'd find out If such
creatures really lived or If, as her dad
had told her, they were the magma
lions Of the artists who drew them.
Looks like poor old Arth bit, too"
she admitted to herself "only Arth al
,uavc r,,na aro,,ud In nfd oxryaofars ond
his shoesl Goshl"
you're mighty Interested in the mail
nowadays" said Dad, handing out the
letters. "One for you, chr Nothing
but an ad, though"
Lenna blushed and said, "Gosh !"
which might mean anything, and shs
only had one piece Of len5on pie. so
anxious was she to see what was in
the "ad" letter.
"That child can't be WELL" said Nom.
"she never eats only one piece of
lemon pie"
boy crazy, that's what" said Pa.
"Give me calves rather than girls, any
time" ..
II shall certainly give her a liver
pill" continued Nom, looking for the
box which lurked at the back Of the
sideboard.
Lenna tore open the envelope and
read that her hero really lived, but
was not New Yorker, lived upstate
and hadn't ever given his real name
to the artist who posed him. Was
thought to be working his way through
school and did this to earn money and
the firm was hers for bigger and better
business, etc.
Lenna grabbed the magazine again.
1t was like Arth; but, Of course, 1t
couldn't be Arth, for he would tell her.
And, anyway-oh, well, she'd write an
other letter to the pseudonym of the
young man and try him out. Lenna
loved his chin and the way his hair
grew he was keen, there was
no doubt smooth oh !!
she had to find out who he was and
IL he lived near, why, what mightn't
happen? She sat motlonless on the
edge of her bed in the moonlight and
could almost hear the wedding march
-or was 1t 30 Perfect Lover Lenna
hadn't much ear for music. That was
Nom on the creaky stair.
aren't you feeling well, Lenna2
How is 1t you're not In bed?"
Lenna frowned. "rm fine, Nom.
Can't think once In a while?"
Here, take one Of these pills." said
Nom, turning on the light. II thought
you looked yellow this morning. It's
eating all that ice cream at the social
Thursday"
"Im not bilious, Ma" cried Lenna,
but she swallowed the pill, since this
was the way Of least resistance, and
her mother left her.
In due course reply came In type
writing that said the writer was very
busy and could not see anyone; what
he earned took care of his school fees,
and he had no time to make dates with
anyone.
She cried about 1t and looked so
woebegone that she barely escaped a
second pill, for her mother placed the
seat of the emotions In the liver.
Then Arth came to tell her he was
going to the State university.
"But l thought you weren't going
until next year." she said.
I'm eighteen. The sooner grad.
uate the sooner make q mans salary.
l have chance to get In with the
Waterworks company when / take my
b. Sc. Then, maybe, you'll let me talk
differently to you"
"But how did you get your money,
Arthr Lenna wasn't subtle.
zone way and another" evasiyely.
'Lenna, ! know you despise me be.
cause | run around in old clothes, but
that was the only way. have to save
every cent. l must get through, that's
all. Then I'll walk In on you dressed
more like a city guy, and well see."
Lenna longed to ask him about that
boy in the collar ad. Arth might know
who he was. Arth was so like him,
but of course Arth never wore a collar.
In a year from that day In walked
Arth--a changed Arth as to clothes,
but with the same expression that
asked for Lenna.
Lenna had been away at business
school. She had little too much
powder on her nose and her mouth
was trlne smudgy with llpstlck. 9th
erwlse she was the same overwhelm.
ingly healthy girl.
She giggled.
Arth accepted this as a happy omen
He took her IN his arms. Lenna
ildn't resist but she whispered, "Was