Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1930-03-13

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Elanda Lee, twenty. auburn haired,
gray eyed and very pretty, has just
arrived in New York after singing
for four years over an Atlanta rad
10 station. She wants TO sing opera.
She is TO live with her old friend,
Dixie Durkin, from Jardon, Georgia,
a little town along the Suwanee riv-
er, where she was born. Dixie is
married and has a baby two years
old. When Elanda goes for her au-
dition she meets Suwanee Collier,
a ukulele player. The owner Of the
studio, Gregory Dupont the second,
a director and Suwanee hear her
addition. She sings a high class
operate number and then she Is
asked 10 sing "Suwanee River" She
IS merely told she will hear from
the studio. She thinks she has fall
cd. Because SuWanee Is from GeOr-
gia, too, she lets him take her to
dinner. Later she takes him home
TO meet Dixie and Bang ard the
baby. Andree adOres him. and he
and Dixie have a gay evening sing
ing and playing Jazz songs, OF which
Elanda does not approve. Elanda
receives word 10 come to the studio,
and she Is offered q much smaller
job than she expected-singing in
a light opera chorus. She II I'D the
office OF DUPONT when his son
comes in. The father hurries her
out, almost abruptly. He follows
her TO the publicity office and in
viteS her to dinner. Suwanee Col
lier invites her to the theater.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER Z
A look Of unbelief crosses Suwan-
ee's face.
You're going out with him? Why
I didn't yer know you knew him.
Elanda smiled mysteriously.
"Oh, there may be a lot Of things
you don't know about me, Mr.. COL
Her"
Nelson Connell was amused. With
his keen insight into human nature
he sensed that here was a tangle.
He was curious TO know how long
Elanda had known their ukulele
star.
You old friends?" he asked. grim
ming. You sound as though you
might be married to each other, OF
something"
Suwanee got his bearings.
Miss Lee is from my native state.
l met her when she came for her
addition. IL seems like home-See-
ing someone from Georgia"
Il dare say it does" A shade Of
amusement crept into Nelson's voice.
"Elanda viii remind a lot Of the
boys around her Of their mothers
and their old sweethearts. She's
that type"
Suwanee felt himself growing n
cry at the tone Nelson took. But
he knew down In his heart he was a
good scout-a bit cynical, but a
good fellow. He therefore forced q
grin and said hastily:
We'll, Ill have to dig up another
gal. So long. Have a good time"
When he went out Nelson laughed
long and loudly.
Another Indian bit the DUST I'm
almost afraid to sit in here alone
with you. Cleopatra. You sure tie
EN- in a knot in a hurry. That boy
IS nobody's SLOUGH, either. But he's
only a IKE player. Don't let his big
boyish smile do what it does TO
most Of the girls. Most of 'em
around here would sell their winter
underwear for him. But up to now
I thought he was a little girl shy.
He doesn't play much around the
shop"
He seems charming" Eianda
agreed, indifferently. But I'm not
going to write home about him.
Don't worry"
Nelson picked up his pencil to
sketch some more notes.
IF any more of your victims come
in here I'll throw them out on their
ear. Ny office seems to be your
At Home this p. M. I'd have baked
a cake if I'd known we were going
TO have a party NOW let's See....
your people were rich cotton plant
ers. you we're brought up in a con-
vent in Atlanta. you began study
ing when you were six. Your life
story Is going 10 be good, baby.
You studied voice culture a year III
Berlin. Did you know that?"
The car that stood in front Of the
door when Elanda left for dinner
with Greg Du Pont and Nelson Con-
nell was the most beautiful one she
ever had seen. "A long greyhound
looking affair Of foreign make. she
couldn't even pronounce the nam'
when she glanced hurr4edly at the
front to see what IL was.
She couldn't be blamed too much
for holding her head a little higher
and feeling just a little superior
to a lot Of other people she could
think OF at the moment. She had
received enough flattery In the last