Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-11-16


"a the path that led down from
| wv the garden to the beach, she
heard Julia hailing her.
Beware Of moon madness,
Xiii Just the night for it,
Your warning comes too late" Cath
leen replied. I'm mad already. The
whole worlds mad"
And you've just discovered It? I've
known it for years. Father couldn't
he has of finding her. What a moon
Has Journeys End converted you, Kit?
Would you be willing to give up indie
pendence and your own little hole in
the wall for-this?"
NO" Cathleen said. I'm beginning
to understand you, Julia. Happiness
isn't a place. It's state. And each
one of us must create our own state-so
that we can keep cheats and sneaks
outside our borGc~S>"
Yes, and tickbirds. Do you know
the tickbird? It's q mite of q thing
that lives on the back of the hippo
| potamus in the jungle. 1t feeds off
the ticks on the hippo's body"
"a vicarious living, isn't it?"
Rather. Elise is determined I shall
marry Wallace Emmons. She wants to
keep him in the family so that she'll
always be able to put her hands on
him. She knows 1 hate him. That
makes 1t doubly safe for her. She's
know. Sold him the Emmons name
probably. There's none better-if
names mean anything to you"
mot blessed thing. EXCEPTION.
have a penchant for the name Tom. "
Tom Is good name. Nice and sub
stantial and two-f1sted"
You won't consider Emmons?"
"Neverl EN- is despicable. He's re-
pellent to me. He's that little tickbird
was telling you about. Fathers the
hippo, insensate with power and wealth.
EN- thinks I'm a nice fat tick on
fathers back and he'd like to peck at
me. I refuse to be pecked"
But there are tickbirds every
MY associates in business and the
friends I've made there don't know
about father. To them I am merely
Julia Craig, a wage-earner. Craig was
mothers maiden name. I'd like to do
credit to 1t. I let you In on my secret,
Kit, because I like you. And somehow
suspect you have a similar problem"
| II have" Cathleen said. The need to
TO give Julia her confidence, to pour
| cut her own troubles was so poignant
that her tongue tripped in its haste.
"Only my problem seems so small be-
side yours Dan Carroll, my father
Whittier away, merry mermaids?"
Julia groaned. Wallace Emmons,
hand Hopping loosely from appraised
wrist, was skipping toward them across
the moonlit sands.
Mama dance with papaa" he
wheedled.
Mama will not. Run away, will
you, EN-? Cathleen and I want to talk. .
Nope" They had seated themselves
on the sand and now Emmons spraWled
his pudgy bulk in front of them. 60
ing to sit here at mama's feet. Mama
| kick?"
What's the use3 Your skins too
| II say, Jewel" Emmons affected in
jury. That's rough on fellow. Here
I've been chasing around after you like
pet pup, and all you do is rebuff me. -
Why chase them"
"It's a habit I can't break. Maybe
you'll have heart, Kit-Kit, and help
me to take the weight of my feet.
Jewel can tell you that I'm the lad who
invented the tango"
NO tango, thank you," Cathleen said.
What? No tangoP Jazz bay-bee,
whatP Will you fox-trot with me?"
Not tonight. I'm not in the mood"
"Um. We have moods. Bad. Very
bad. Jewel has them too. Most fright
full things with horns. She's having one
now"
Julia rose. such a lovely night, for
homicide she said. How etfe-7t
Kit? Did you notice? Gcing out?"S
Mercy! The woman means bust
ness!" Emmons simulated terror and
scrambled over the sand on all fours.
Come on, Kit" Julia said Lets
wander back. The evenings ruined"
mo, 1t isn't" Emmons insisted, sid