Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-03-09

WISDOM was rs GOO6D&Ome Is neE PIES.
INTO Aunt Martha's eyes, blue IS ccrnflow-
ers beneath the silken wave of her cloudlike
white hair, there crept soft, pleased ex-
preston.
sings, but it amt all Of them that's blessed
with sense enough to know it," she said.
But all that was before a sun-baked piece Of
hill land, which Jerry had inherited from his
father, suddenly became q miracle of oil.
Selling Doda in his great. bearlike arms. he
had said:
"It's Just too gosh-darned wonderful to be
true. We're done with scrimping Honey. Now
you can have all those little. old doodads you've
set your heart on. We're rich. And we're
young. Gosh almighty" He gave his BOOM
ing laugh. "It sure Is great to have some
spare silver In your pocket before you're too
old and rheumatic to enjoy jingling one dime
against the other"
Thus. Through the black magic that Lay be-
meath the crust of q tract Of hill land Doda
became an expensive, treasured woman. In
few months. she. Who had cash-and-carrted,
washed her own clothes and made the Sunday
roast into the Monday stew, had acquired the
so2, exquisite look Of one who is ministered to
by many expert hands. Like her house and
her garden. she came to have an air Of Superia-
tive grooming. The hardy peach-tan OF her
cheeks paled to q smooth. rose-pink texture:
the thrifty, competent fingers became graceful,
Tiled things, with glimmering, almOnd-shaped
nails. And gradually the slender yet robust
body took on q look Of delicate fragiltty.
In few months she had changed her entire
mode of life. Her house was snartly stated.
There was second girl who wore trilly caps
and aprons and butler with braid down his
coat, who brought cocktails to the living room
before dinner and coffee to the patio after
dinner.
Gosh almighty, we're 50 high-hat don't
know myself. Darned If we don't eat all over
the house Jerry said to Mona one night when
she was spending the evening with them.
At his slang, Doda's delicately arched eye
brOwS quirked up IN annoyance. what mace
Jerry 50 slouchy, she wondered. Though he
had acceded to her request that he change TO
his dinner coat In the evenings, the white
bosom OF his shirt bulged and his faShionably
tailored clothes always looked IS II they had
been flung at him. Then, TOO there was that
booming laugh of his and the SlOvenly way he
had Of slurring his rs.
'T declare, Jerry. you talk like an imnai-
grant, she protested.
He laughed. Nerve-wracking, that big hearty
laugh over n0thingl
Gosh, almighty, Baby I reckon do. I
got right to. was fetched up on . farm"
Standing before her, like . big, awkward
dog. Jerry's broad. kindly face wore a puzzled.
expression.
Gosh almighty it's bad enough to have to
eat one meal with six forks without having to
do gymnastics with your tongue. But" good,
naturedIy. I'm try, Babe" he told her.
pUT if he tried which Dora doubted, his
efforts were not productive OF results. He
had no aptitude for elegance. A bluff, simple
chap. whom dogs followed and children adored.,
he was delighted with. but utterly unchanged
by. the magic wealth which had suddenly,
gushed upon him.
J. To him money meant release-a joyous frees.
DOM TO do and have the things he had always,