Red Lodge daily news combined with Carbon County news., 1932-02-04
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by GRACE

Play at Post Lodge this winter.
on. dont hold me so close. Maaax
you're crushing my flowers. Well
even II you do send some, that will
be tomorrow and | want these to.
Papa Ross, his face Swallowed b,
the visor OF his C~ommodore's cap.
sat on the railing of tlfe broad white
Neranda, and gazed down on the Dar-
SLook at the way he watches her,
whispered the weeping willow with
2 sigh. Such love can be u~nreason-
ms, and blindly cruel. )
1nes, yes. chartered the brook
shrilly. she's his baby, you know,
shes his baby. and his world is
(She's boy crazy. That's 1t. breath
ed the late roses. the cosmos. the
asters and the huge bushes of gold
en- glow. She's Just boy crazy. y
The autumn, then, was fairly free
lot more engrossing matters. Foot
o oaIi Games. and their proper sport
costumes an unforgettable trip to
faie Tor an afternoon In the Bowl.
n evenings at Fraternity dances.
shopping; theaters; Thanksgiving,
diYine week-ends; miserable vocal
lessons and swell-elegant dancing
essohs-aH these things kept Hope
busy from seven or ten a. m. until
eleven or two at night.
An outstanding brace of important
problems occupied Hopes mind par
,ticuiarly, however. Both problems
involving the party at Placid. Whom
TO invite, when one only had the
privilege of six couples-five really,
since Goody had to be included.
Not that Hope disliked her sister.
Far from 1t. Hope would have been
glad of companionship at home. but
all her varied advances had been
stlkily, and a bit rudely snubbed.
Hope had shrugged off Goody's sar-
castle criticism with a flippant
shoulder. 1t Inundated Hope that her
sister, of all people, should dellber-
ately remain a dudi And she couldn't
help frimacing when Goody would
STUFF away chocolates and pasteries
and then vail because she had to am
Bile to the women's department for
dresses-or call In a seamstress to
copy some hopelessly coy model In
q size that would have caused its
designer to faint.
Take this Placid party. for exam
pie! Why. should Hope have to sigh
over Goody's presence? Visualizing
how Mama would back up each pale
Tipped complaint that Goody would be
bound to make? Cause who wants
a wet blanket like Goody around with
her prudish ideas?
Goody herself inspired the solu-
Her soft-eyed humble admiration OF
Charlie Rand was nothing short of
disgraceful In Hopes private little
Everyone saw it, Everyone
that Is, except Charlie, who mooned
around Hope thruout the entire Fall.
for what small favors she
his way.
Mama and Papa Ross saw Goody's
lnfatuatlon, and became highly CHR |
py owe the idea of a a for
their forlorn and neglected twenty
year-old spinster. Charlie Rand was
invited TO dinner! Charlie was offered
opera tickets on the nights that Papa
Ross was too busy.
Hope dabbled in intrigue; delight
.ng, merely for thrill. in treating
Charlie exactly like a bean-bag to be
tossed at viii between Goody and
Deviling Goody into some
sxertion to appear charming and act
human while she leased Charlie, and
asst a spell e him that caused
lin many a sleepless night.
Suddenly, even Hope. with a queer
little shock realized the stark truth
Goody's enamored eyes. Her
leart curled around the corners at
the spectacle of Goody's awkward
oye-making.
Never nee did Hope take cog
of the growing d~lsillusion-
nent in Charles pale face. She
Goody tell Charlie one evening
8 she was flirting outrageously with
rusty that Hope lis always that
vay---jnst an Incorrigible flirt!" And
moving that Charlie believed 1t, she
TIL didn't care-except as one cares
ghen a mar you go to the trouble of
citing for doesn't get elected.
But one night, early In December.
marble demanded to talk to Hope
Few moments alone.