The Washington times., 1931-08-04

! Flowers for Fay
T Now, from time to time I.
win probably send flowers to
Fay. but with no routine regu-
larity. When the flowers we
may have in the apartment
begin to wilt, unless Fay no.
tices it first. it will give me a
great deal of pleasure to select
flowers myself, especially those.
I know Fay will like. And I
will try to vary them so that
each bouquet will have an in
div1duality. And with each I
will probably send a little mes
sage, sometimes one of senti-
, nent, sometimes a kidding"
phrase, so that. Fay will never
know just what to expect.
I, know that she will be just
so much more. happy after re-
ceiving them. :. Not always will
these bouquets be delivered by
the impersonal florists boy:
often I will bring them myself.
Of course, it would be cheaper
toaHve in her State of Califor-
mia, where she grows them in
her own backyard, and all I
would have to do would be to
go around back before I came
in to bring her these same
bouquets that cost New York's
high prices.
Posies From Friend
Two nights ago I came home
and found a large bouquet of
flowers in a box. My curiosity
getting the best Of me. I opened
the box and read the card. :
The flowers were the congratu-
latory gift of an old boy friend
Of Fay'S, a boy whom she had
often mentioned to me, and
they were truly lovely.
He had paid for the flowers
in California, and they had
, been wired by the California
florist and delivered by a New
York florist. I quickly substi-
tuted my card for his. Later
on, when Fay came in, the maid
brought her the big box of
flowers; I watched her express
sion very carefully as she
opened the box. She studied
the arrangement of the flowers
for almost a minute and a half
and then turned to me and
gave me a big kiss, saying,
Since Bill isn't here, you'll
have to take the kiss for him!"
But the surprises try to give
Fay are not always merely
amusing. I like to bring home
little gifts which will please
her. Her tastes do not run to
expensive luxuries. She prefers
artistic things. It is the thought
/, behind the gift that really
counts, SO I try to select things
that are unusual; things that
/ demand some care in selection.
My attitude toward Fay is
always that of a lover rather
than a taken-for-granted hus-
/ band. To me she is a sweet
heart and I believe she con-
/ SiderS me in the same light,
and I try to maintain a ro-
mantle aura around our lives.
Rudy Pretends
| I have always had lots Of
fun pretending certain situa-
tions in many Of the things I
do. Yesterday it happened that
an appointment which I had
for the afternoon was can.
celled, due to George Whites
not being at the theater to
rehearse us, so I had several
hours free. Instead of going
home and merely idling around,
I phoned Fay. Our converse.
ton was something like this:
Hello, Fay? This is Rudy
--Rudy Vallee. Perhaps you
remember me. I met you out
in Hollywood. What are you
doing this afternoon? Would
you like to come for a little
Jaunt? We could drive up
along the Hudson, and have a
little bite to eat at some road
side inn"
II don't know, Mr.. Vallee, l"
she laughed. You see, I'm
married. and I'm very fond of
my husband, and I don't know
what he'd think of it,"
oh" I~replied. leave that
to me. AS a matter of fact
your husband is right beside