The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1934-01-16
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GYPSY MORRILL, and TOM
WEAVER are married the same
day as LILA HOTALiNG ana
DEREK BLISS. Lila expects 10
live in luxury. while Gypsy In
tends TO go on win hes 1o"'
teaching In a settlement school.
On the first night Gypsy and
Tom spend in their New York
apartment VERA GRAY. an old
friend of Toms, telephones. Later
Vera calls and she and Gypsy dis
like each other.
Weeks later Lila and Derek re-
turn from their European honey
moon. Lila invites the WeaVers
to dinner. Among the guests In
wealthy MARK0 BROUGHTON.
who once asked Gypsy TO marry
him. He showers her with atten-
lions which she accepts because
she Is jealous OF Toms interest
in HiLDA BLANCHARD.
After the party Tom and Gypsy
quarrel. but peace IN restored.
They spend n weekend with
GypSy's parents. and SUE CANA
VAN. nm old friend Of Gypsy's.
calls with her cousin. HUNT
GIBSON.
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THE streets were full Of scurry-
ing crowds. Already, although
1t was early afternoon. the lamps
were lighted. moons glowing in a
blue dusk. All along the avenue
these lamps made a chain and peo-
pie. hurrying past through the
snow, scuff1ed on without noticing.
The shop windows were gay with
tinsel and ribboncd boxes and gilt
tering things to eat and to wear.
The trouble was, Tom Weaver
wanted none of these. He wan
dered along, with his coat collar
up, staring and puzzling about
what to get Gypsy. She should
have Che thoughD that delicious
silvery squirrel coat in the corner
shop. She should have a glittering
string of real jewels to adorn her
pretty throat. And he groaned to
himself for a stupid fool because
he could not buy her these things.
Christmas! Oh. it would be a
glorious thing if a man could go
out With his hand in his pocket
and buy what he saw-this and
this and this-without ever asking
the cost or counting it afterward!
Only the trouble was. some of us
have to consider the landlord and
the grocer and the tailor. We'd
love to make a grand gesture, Tom
told himself, only we're worms and
wage slaves and we haven't brains
enough to corral enough money to
do it.
So he trudged along, staring
modify into first this window and
then that one. Christmas was only
four days away and still he haG
nothing for Gypsy. Ten dollars
fifteen-twenty-that was the very
most he could spend.
At last he bought her a bottle
of scent-mimosa, it was-Iand a
book she had been wanting and a
pair of gloves, long, sleek, white
ones. Christmas morning he would
add roses and her favorite candy.
But he was still dissatisfied. His
mood of encouragement hung over
him. 1t was a half day at the
office. He had nothing further to
do and Gypsy herself was shopping.
But he was not conscious of the
Christmas spirit. He was disguised
with himself for not being cap
tain of finance like Marko
Broughton.
MEANTIME, Gypsy went briskly
L about her purchasing. She
had things for NUNS and Daddy
and the twins. She had a re-
splendent rose crepe kimona for
Clytie. But Tom? He was last on
her list. because closest and best
beloved. He needed oh, every.
thing! Socks and ties and shirts
and gloves. But what prosaic
things, thought Gypsy, humorously,
to put on the altar Of the loved
one,
What she wanted, really, was to
him one Of those wafer-thin