St. Paul recorder. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1934-2000, 1934-08-24
Personalities
BY Nellie Dodson

IL BY Nellie Dodson 4
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
| have a letter to start things off
with this week, so here goes!
Dear Aunt (Tell 'Em) Nellie:
:, Some of us "gels" went over Sun
day to see the boys play tennis in
the tournament at Chi Field. Well,
that's all well and good, but listen.
We meet this BILL SIMMS and l
as well as two other "gels" then
and there laid down our hearts, as
one, at his feet. He seems so mod
est to be so handsome, and he's a
swell tennis player, too. T
Now, Aunt (Gulp-em-down) Nell
lie, we want you to tell us more
about who this Romeo is who so
suddenly has come into our lives.
Is he the type that a trusting "gel"
can put her faith in? !
Please tell US all and spare dur
fall-we are just three trusting
children who need the guidance of
their dear Aunt (Burn-en-up)
Nellie.
q: Lovingly,
Pattie, Matte, Katie.
Well, of all things! So the hand
some SIMMS has gone and done it
again, Ell? To tell the truth, chill
dren, l don't know so awfully much
about Bill, and as your letter came
almost at press time, didn't have
a chance to go shopping around for
information. But I'll grab William
the very first chance l get and ask
him all about himself. All that
can say now is that he does seem
to be nice young man, likes all
kinds of sports, and has quite ar
aptitude for writing. l do know
that if he would show himself
around at the well-known spots 6
little more, the ladies would appre.
ciate it, I'm sure. Keep a weather
eye peeled on the column, girls, an6
I'll try and help you out. Thanks
for writing, and come back agar
sometime. But WHERE did 70,
get those nicknames which were
sprinkled in your note so freely?
BILL THOMAS writes that he il
driving nice, big sand truck dowr
in Greensboro, Moth Carolina
That's one way to keep from be-
coming cream-puff! .-....
A few evenings ago I got int
one of those arguments which
never settle anything, and Away:
leave you with the feeling that the
other fellow is stubborn, hopeless;
idiot. Six of US had stopped by thu
! abode of gracious member of thu
party who staged a raid on the ice
box and brought forth a very sub
stantial midnight meal. We gath
cred around the kitchen table, and
as is always the case when humanr
are comfortably wined and dined.
conversation began to flow quit
freely. Somehow or other the sub
ject of "Can a woman ever really
live down a past ?" came up, and
with it came such variety of opin-
ions and views that to sort then
out would have been work for
Colossus. Words flew thick and
fast, and soon everyone was shout
ing at everyone else and no on
was listening. Finally the floor
was held by Minneapolis gel anC
lad. He said that no woman ever
really lived down a past, that soon
er or later it came back to her with
bitterness threefold. She said that
that was all the chunk. He said that
people never really forgot won
ans indiscretions. She replied that
public opinion wasn't worth
damn. He said public opinion had
been responsible for the breaking
of more than one woman. She re
manned stubborn, and refused to
concede even a point in that direc-
ton. Then someone looked at the
clock and discovered it was 2:15
a. M, and that was the only thing
that brought the battle to an end
And not single soul had changed |
his or her opinion!
If BILL TAYLOR should come
up to you and ask you if you know
anything about horses living in
trooe. Jn,,Jk &lSnl. L - - I11