Red Lodge daily news combined with Carbon County news., 1932-02-11
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o-by GRACE PERKINS-c

large evening OF it. Dinner. Theater
and a visit 10 his fathers afterward
where Hope found several ladies ano
gentlemen OF the ensemble, one cast
ing expert. and a playwright.
Dickey stayed In New York witt
his father. but at eleven the next
morning he was back ut Hopes door,
step. Refusing to so to the damned
old tea she was slated for. Instead
they went out into the country. Ate
at Briarcliff Lodge, and tramped al
over the grounds. Met Hickey win
his leading woman up there, and
trailed Hickey's car hack into town,
where they were taken to a night
club as was a night ciua-With Hiek-
ey the gayest and Modest of the lot,
Such a weekend. Such a man was
this Dickey. Such a riot with Dad
mon about sticking TO her own crowd!
But Hope didn't hear, Hope was
a dead goner.. Doped with love-
The rest of the season spun around
in a dizzy whirl. Mama Ross wrench
ed her attention from the happiness
of her elder daughter long enough to
complain and forbid and foretell
catastrophe for Hope. Papa Ross
talked TO his daughter long and seri-
ously. A good-looking, amusing
young athlete, this Dickey Dale. Good
enough stock, yes. but hardly a FAM
lily for his little daughter To consider
as a serious connection Rusty Gran
dali, now-who. by the way, was be-
ing treated shamefully.
Hope emerged from these inter-
views with her small mouth set in
a determined and angry line. Dick
ey's folks not good enough. All the
folks he had was his father And
of all the men Hope had ever met,
j. Hickson Dale got her highest bid.
aN 10 e niEA an1 -.
her own father.
We can be too busy to think. Some
times we can make a point of being
too busy To think. The prom was an
undertaking. Both for preparation
and recuperation. Then Easter vaca-
ton. with Dickey right in New York.
The night Of one of Hickey's huge
musical comedy openings. when she
and Dickey sat in the front row, and
went backstage after, and PARTED
with Hickey and the star after that.
Many times Dickey made the heart
rending journey from Yarmouth down
to Westchester for a weekend. 4Driv-
ing all nlght-arriving tired. stiff in
the shoulders. and rome the worse
for eating some twenty or thirty
sandwiches; or stopping long enough
to take a swig Of coffe out of his
thermos.
Once she protested against his long
dhNCS uuNh' oHc Suuiu see NOW II
wearying him. She protested,
relying on his refusal TO taxi her
seriously-knowing she'd curl up and
away If he stopped his visits.
lie could always be relied upon.
0 ideas are utterly nit-wit,
he growled. Sometimes you talk
to hear how you sound. Do you
me to funk the year,"
'Oh no. Dickey-'
Il get the doldrums if I don't come
to see you little cricket
She smiled, her eyes down. Not
to show how they would look.
With other boys she could boss and
now why Goody was so goofy
Charlie was around.
Will YOU marry me. cricket"
That was easier. She could both
? dgh and look up.
Sure
Are you mine, cricket"
You aren't dazzling me
Huh. III marry you if you don't
my hair like that"
Silence was pleasant.
Well, | won't last long said
hickey with a sudden fervor. Either
marry me or I'll go nuts. I'll be
blithering idiot. Old Hickey would
ate me to be a b%lithering indiot."
so would /. for that matter" she
greed amiably.
He sat beside her, seriously taking
hand in his.
"Will you sign your name to ito"
What do you mean, crazy?''
Sign here. a pledge" ne thrust
nut a note book. the top half of a
age covered with his handkerchief
Sign it, cricket, will you-so I can
Ne for breach of promise if you don't
good"
She laughed, with a delicious in
AXE of breath-her mind wheeling
took his fountaEn-pen and wrote
With a flourish Hope Fairfield Ross.
suddenly serious at his strange
ook as he folded up the book, she
at him, puzzled.
I'm wear it next to my heart" he
aid. Want my signature, cricket?
n can you wear it against your
She laughed again. and let him
her. Laughed some more, and
hen kissed him, only to jump like
guilty child as Mama Ross came
nto the DON