The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-04-23

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 Dreary too when she had to help him up the long. dingy stairs after one of their more affluent friends cocktail parties.
 But now everything was different. Everthing was wonderfuli David was back with his old firm, work ing hard on some drawings for a fine new building.
 And tonight they were giving a party in their lovely new apartment. How nice their furniture looked against it's cream white walls; the long refectory table. the, old ma hogany desk, the high shelves lined with red, blue, and green covered books.
 It was so long since they had given a party that it was terribly exciting. All their friends were coming. One would say, What a charming apartment" And then another would say, Stella, what a sweet frock."
 For Stella had new dress. She danced into the pretty, sunlit bed room. and taking the hanger out of the closet, once more held the gown up to her in front of the mir TOT. It was such ages since she'd had anything new, that that was terribly exciting, too!
 It was a fascinating dress, all shimmery. silver stuff. Above it, in the mirror, Stella's smooth, dark hair was like a little velvet cap fitted close to her lovely head. Her eyes were dark too, darker than her hair; her skin was very white, and her lips very red. Stella smiled at her image. That gown does things for you, Miss the saleswoman in the department store had said. Funny, how they always seemed to call her Miss"
 Stella put the hanger reverent- ly back in the closet. One part of her mind was thinking. "I must go and help Lavinia with those sandwiches" but the other part was remembering when she and David were engaged-then he al- ways brought her gardenias when they were going to party. Of course she musn't expect it now. Even with the job they couldn't afford that Just the same, it, would be sweet if he brought them, if he remembered!
 STELLA WENT INTO
 THE TINY KITCHEN.
 Stella went into the tiny kitch- en. Lavinia was cutting bread into thin, narrow strips, and spreading them with anchovy.
 The big colored woman looked m yuifh q cyp,t1n !, yx,iAn hJonl face. Now jes' you set right down an res yo'self, Mis- Banks. You looks kinda skinny, honey. 1's gwine to fatten you up if you all wants me to come back an work fo' you steady, now Mista Banks done hab dat job agin.'
 Stella said contentedly: "Oh, yes, Lavinia, we do want you. l thought you could come tomorrow and clear up after the party, and then Monday we'll start our regu. lar week. I'm longing for some of the wonderful things you used to make. Now let's see about those sandWiches-" =,
 Lavinia was in her black dress, tying on her starched white apron.
 Stella, coming out of the bed- room, called to her, "Is everything ready?"
 "Yes'm. My, Mis- Banks. you sho' looks beautiful, jes' fit to eat!"
 Stella smiled happily. If only David would come home. Would he think she looked good enough to eat? She could hardly wait to hear his key in the lock; to have him come dashing in, with his tumbled hair and laughing blue eyes, and catch her up in his arms. Oh, how she wished he would come! It was late. She had spread his evening clothes out for him so he could jump right into them. But it was getting very late. Odd. they didn't usually keep them at the office so long on Saturdays.
 Stella began rearranging the flowers; they looked little stiff. perhaps because she. had bought the cheap. short stemmed ones.
 Suddenly there was a step out