The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-05-01

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 seven outa ten replied? "A b Young Mrs Wlnkler drowned
 behind the coffee percolator. fiei
 soft, ilno hair was coai.biack and
 smooth as polished onyx. Two
 large, liquid black eyes flashed .
 startled look at her husband oi i've weeks.
 Indeed" Her voice was abou,
 as warm as the tinkle of ict
 ugninst glass.
 But young Mir Winkicr was new
 to tho game. x.
 "A blonde with curis!" he re. peated. Hero the professors been lecturing them for months about tho importance of character and health and having the samo tastes in marriage and all they ask for is--a blonde with curisl Ha Hu"
 Young Mrs winkler said noth ing.
 Good lord! It's nearly seven! Where's my bricfcaso? So long,
 honey. .bunchl"
 Young Mrs Winklcr sat alone in Aatt buVuEV0H 0tniUk TWILL VI , should one say breakfast room, were one and the same thing ln
 that dainty, little jewel box of n house with It's tiny bit of garden
 just the sort of house that every young couple ought to start mar ried fife In and most of them do. But for the first time, young Mrs Winkler's expression did not
 match the cheerfulness of the white tpnint and rose colored rugs. As she washed the brand now dishes in tho toy sink and cleaned the rugs with the latest model vacuum cleaner, bought on tho inc stallment plan, her husbands
 words were going through her head:
 "A blonde with ceiris .l must take down the parloP cur- tains and wash them this after. noon, they've begun Go look dusty a blonde with curis ... shall we have chops Or hamburger for dinner? . blonde with cuPls | mustn't forget that appointment with the drcssmakcr. at ten ..a blonde with curls ." By the time sho had tried on her now champagne yellow evening dress at the dressmakers and seen how becoming it was to her blue- black hair and snow.white skin, she felt better. She might have forgotten the blonde-with- curls in- cidcnt altogether If some imp of i'll fortune had not prompted her tp call just then Ut young Mr Win. kler's office to see if ho could lunch with her, us he often did, when sho happened to be in town at tho dressmaker's or the department stores.
 Young Mrs Winkler had beon q flle clerk in that office for nearly two years. But now that she was settled married woman she pitied tho girls In the office, as a man with his first car pitics pedestrians.
 So 1t was with a rather self-sat- tho elevator, prepared to gre0t her say: "Wili you sec if Frank is free, Bill? I'd like him to lunch with
 me-"
 But Bill wasn't there. In his place stood n cool. very smartly dressed young woman with hair all in ringlets the color of q ripe field of wheat. ta
 "Yes, madam?" she prompted.
 I-I've come for MT Winklcr. I'm--ee--Mrs Winkler. I'd like him to have lunch with me-"
 nIuE, vnUfNfI vvnNaAN
 SPOKE INTO THE PHONE
 The cool, young woman spoke into the telephone and then:
 "Mr winkler is sorry, madam, but he's in conference. He's just having q glass of milk and q sandwich for his lunch and he asks you to excuse him." "Oh. All right. Ex--what's be- come of Bill? Have you taken his placer"
 "Oh, no, he's out on an errand. I'm MT Winkler's new secretary" Young Mrs Winkier was rather silent that evening during dinner. She said she had n headache. But
 next morning ut breakfast: You didn't tell me you had .
 new secretary, dear" Didn't IF" Young Mir Winklcr
 looked at his wife blankly. "She's
 a very efficient girl" he volun- teered.
 Efficient Is scarcely the word
 I should use to describe her." said
 young Mrs Winkler.
 "Oh, but she is. She does twice
 as much work as Miss Carmichael
 used to-"
 ''I should say decorative !"
 unused young Mrs Winkler. "Yes,
 decidedly decorative. Tn short.--
 a blonde with curls!" Whereupon she burst into tears
 and left the table.
 Young Mir Winkler was as be-
 wildered as if rain had tumbled out of sky without cloud. He had
 completely forgotten his casual re- | mark about blondes yesterday I morning. He dashed upstairs and knocked on the bedroom door. But
 1t was locked and he got no answer but sobs.
 He went downstairs again and
 lit a cigarette. The haif-eaten eggs were getting cold. If he had been
 married six weeks he would prob ably have finished his then and there. But he had only been mar ried i've weeks The clock in
 the hall struck 2. In despair, he set out for the office. It was the first time since their marriage he had ever left tine house without kissing his bride.
 ON THE TRAIN HE MET THE YOUNG WOMAN On the train whom should he meet but the young man who live eG in the house two doors below and who had been married six whole months. Young Mir WinkIer had often seen him exercising his wife's Pekinese under protest, but now he counseIled firmness. Above aiI. don't give in. old man., A