The Washington times., 1934-05-22

Pippin'S glance flew down the
page. with hard, reluctant eyes
she came to the last paragraph.
reading the sentences with dread
and longing. She could not bear
it that he had not even men.
toned her name. He spoke OF
Dadee and Dadee's plans for en-
tering college and the courses he
should take, but in the whole
letter there was not one men,
ton Of Pippin. AS though she
did not exist!
Grand brotherly letter, Hell
ena. Now amt you proud OF
your offspring.
Pippin's careful indifference
fooled her mother. She walked
up to Dadee and said with a
sweetness he could never resist:
Lets take out the boat and ride
the surf-boardl"
For hours she flew recklessly
over the bounding waters. But
at intervals she would feel again
that cold slap on her heart. Not
even her name mentioned!
At sunset she walked along
the trail leading around upper
Echo.
"1'l get some wild flowers,
mother!"
But she didn't look for bios.
som. She watched pink cloud
drifting over the black, colossal
shoulders Of RalSton.
Like a shower of roses" she
thought and felt cold though the
whole sky and the clear, beauti-
full waters now Shimmered with
flame. It was still; the trees
above her made sanctuary.
She sat on a bowlder, looking
westward to the mountains, look
ing hard and repeating to her
self: "Au those colorSs- crimson,
like a wine poured out"
! Idle Words
A boat rounded the crag. She
saw Dale. Tears rushed to her
eyes and she wanted to escape.
But he landed.
He saw instantly she was dis
turbed. He sat beside her, say
ing nothing for a while but only
pointing to a flash Uf jade that
now swept through the lighted
skysS
'The lake looks like ripping
mother-of-pearl, doesn't it? All
that lovely undertone OF fire. l
wish I could paint it."
He put his arm around Plppln,
but carelessly, as a friendly ges-
ture and not at all caress.
''Why do you feel so sad on a
beautiful evening like this?" -
I'm not sad. I was just think
ing I'd go in for a swim. I'd
like to float through all those
colors. On and on"
"Yes-we always want to es-
cape. Float away from ourselves
and the thoughts that beat US
down"
She looked out over the
waters. "You like to read mean.
ings into idle words. don't you?
Just as you read beauty into
faces"
"No-but I've been where you
are now. I know what it is"
She said dreamily, but not
turning, because she felt his eyes
glowing on her face: Aren't
you romantic"
"No, but you are. Climbing
desolate mountains alone and
longing to float out of life on a
sunset sea. You make a marvel
Gus picture, that I can't help
longing to paint"
"Oh-so that's it," said Pip
pin. laughing and jumping quick
ly to her feet. "You want to use
my imagined sorrows as ma
terial!"
He caught her hands: Don't
saw that. I want to sketch you-
yes" He pulled her a little
nearer and looked seriously
into her face.
But she tossed her head and
gave q quick, sudden laugh:
"But that's all right - that's
lovely! I'll come over In the
morning and you can sketch me
on this crag."
She knew her cheeks were
stained; a little flutter OF ex-
citement ran along her neck.
She remembered the look in
Dale's eyes, the black Side-burns
and the deep red Of his lips. She
thought of him and said to an
other image in her mind: What
do I care? I DON'T care!"
Dale sketched her sitting on a
rock at the edge Of the lagoon.
once he came up and turned
her face.
Dale's Past
He said, laughing: "It's morn.
ing-every one should smile in
the morning"
"I wish you wouldn't be max
ing me out a Lady of Despair"
"But you'll get over it."
Get over what-and how do
you know?"
"From my own experience.
I've tried about everything"
Have you? suppose you
mean you've been in love?"
lass DAYSU