Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise., 1935-02-01

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were the first resorters to get ther
this year? Or
Oh, what man would look at littl
Lila Hendryx with the Divorce
around? She stood there on the side
walk outside the postoffice fighting
the tears. One of the things that hat
kept up her hope that some day Fore
might notice her, was his habit o.
taking his dog with him instead o.
a girl.
She had vowed she would never
again stand around the postoffice al
mail time just to see him for an in
slant, but she couldn't tear herself
away. She watched until he slid un'
der the wheel and handed Delicia hel
package of letters.
"No luck. I should have known
tubes would go flooey during the win.
ter and brought some along"
"Don't you suppose one of the ma
tives would sell you the tubes out OF
his radio?" she asked, all concern.
"There are tubes and tubes, old
DEAR" said Ford with sigh Of resig-
nation. 81 guess we just don't hear
that fight"
GAIL my fault" said Delicia peni-
tently. "I shouldn't have dragged you
away like that. Of course, mine would
be shot, too"
"And there isn't another cottage
open, so we can't go visiting. Darn!
I hate to miss the broadcast of that
fight!" said Ford impatiently-with
Lila listening breathlessly to every
word and trembling with wild ex-
citement that sent her across the side
walk and right up to the car.
"Please!" she said shyly. "I-1
couldn't help hearing. And I-we've
got a new radio. A special one. Would
Would you-I mean-we'd be glad to
have you come"
Ford Ramson was staring straight
into her eyes! How could any girl
keep from stammering when the man
she had adored so hopelessly for SO
long was staring right into her eyes
"Well! A little girl scout" said
Ford, interested Immediately. "Who
are you, my girl?"
"I'm Lila Hendryx," she told them.
still breathless at her temerity. "Cher-
ry Hendryx's daughter"
"Oh, yes," said Ford. "He's that
cherry farmer. Well, climb into the
rumble seat and let's go. Bobo won't
hurt you."
you're a sweet lamb to do this" "
smiled The Gay Divorce. "And you
shan't ride back there with the dog,
either. Move over, you big OK" she
commanded Ford.
And then Lila-so big-eyed and
trembling with excitement that she
could scarcely get into the car-was
driving right down the village street
in the same seat with Ford Ramson
and Delicia Stratwell! And they were
going to her home as her guests.
After this Ford would know she
was on earth, wouldn't he?
Her reaction from hopeless despair
to this was so unexpected, so breath
taking, that she couldn't say a word
as they rode along. She could only
point to the turn at the lane that led
up through the Towering cherry trees
to the white house on the hill. De-
licia thought it was shyness and she
chartered gaily as they rode.
you're doing me a marvelously
good turn, Lila. You see, Mr.. RAM
son is fight fan, and he had tickets
for that fight tonight, but we met at
party the other night, and it was
so stuffy and tiresome that dared
him to start right out and drive me
to Leland. And he did. We got here
an hour ago."
"Fr-from New York;" asked Lila.
shocked in spite of all the tales she'd
heard about The Gay Divorces mad
pranks, at the two of them making a
two or three days trip together.
And hurt, too. Maybe they were
lovers. And then that black despair
settled down over her again. What
man would ever look at any other girl
with The Gay Divorce around?
"From New York." said Delicia.
eve spent two nights on the road
simply walked in on friends and de-
manded beds-and had a marvellous
trip. At least 1 did. My host and
chauffeur was all hot and bothered
about missing his precious fight. So
you see what ife-saver you are"
"Indeed you are" Ford chimed in.
"Haarinor If will hn almost &C oood a