The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1935-08-09
She Talked in Her Sleep By c. Jops-s'ads

Published by Special ARRANGEMENTS With The
Chicago Tribune-New York News Syndicate,
Incorporated
Copyright: 1885: BY Christine Jope-slade
TWO PARTS-PART ONE
REVELATIONS FROM FLIP'S
SUBCONSCIOUSNESS CHANGE
THE LIVES OF SEVERAL PEOPLE
ON A MOTORING HOLIDAY
ACROSS EUROPE.
what does Lefty Broad look like
bathing! I ask you! A bunch Of melons
in a. string bag!"
bedroom next door reared itself and
choked with Indignation. The calm,
pleasant voice on the other side of the
wall continued clearly and placidly.
"And I don't wonder! See ner at
lunch today Wallowing in her spa
ghettf! There's something Indecent
about such devotion to food"
Who was Flip talking to? Lefty could
only hear the one clear voice. Tremb-
ling with suppressed fury and over
mastering curiosity, Lefty heaved her
flabby bulk out of her comfortable bed
and battered to the door.
The hotel corridor was empty and
full Of moonlight. Gently she laid her
Of Flip Russelr's bedroom door. It
yielded.
Flip lay fast asleep, drowned in
moonlight and open air.
Her comic, clever white face, dated
1901, was peaceful as a babyis. AS
Lefty stared at her Flip suddenly said:
ANY one else would diet" in that
same, loud, impersonal voice. Even
if 1t killed them"
Lefty went back to bed in great dis
treSS of mind.
This was the second day Of their
motoring holiday, and already the
peace of it was disputed.
They we're only at Scissors, and they
planned to motor, the eight of them,
in their two cars, for three weeks
Flip had absolutely ruined her holi-
day at the very outset -. Sniveling
with self-pity, Lefty sought her big
consignment Of soda mint. She had
dreamed of all the little epicurean
places they would visit and eat. In her
France" the Bible of the devotees of
the fleshpots. She had pored over it
for hours in her small London service
flatlet. Now everything was spoiled!
She would feel self-conscious with every
mouthful she ate under the quiet, indif
ferent flicker of Flip RussellS black
eyes.
1T shall go home" she thought mis-
erably. But she had paid $500 into the
common pool for this holiday. and
Percy Lord was treasurer. She wasn't
prepared to go home and sacrifice
that; not for all the sleep talking Flip
Russells in the world!
Her family had all been big. hearty
eaters, three bottle men. Doctors and
specialists had tried in vain to coax and
brighten her onto a diet. She hao
never bothered. Quietly she began tc
add up her doctors and chemists bills
for the year. T%hirty-two pounds so far
Half the cost of this holiday!
She fell asleep in the unsympathetic
dawn, crying bitterly.
The next morning when they drlfteo
down. hated and Handicapped, to begir
the days journey, Lefty Broad Joined
the Lords thoughfully in the hall. Percy
and Elsie Lord owned one of the cars
The six of them had known the Lords
for at least ten years; known then
during the blonde gold-digger episode
Elsie could never forgive her husband
or forget. The blonde gold-digger hac
been a casual acquaintance of FLY
ILuSScll :, IC1Sy AOlu q hASnSo 21Sl
up at one of F1ip's studio parties. right
in the middle of the worst of the fl.
nancial depression. She had beer
m%iraculously beautiful in a %glitterinf
manner. He fell for her in the crazet
way a worn out mar Of 48 can fall for
new thing that offers respite and re
4 taxation to exhausted nerves. His wife
forgave Flip, but she never forgav'
her husband. He accepted her attitude
H1ooly1xy hoooyIcn ha HnaUv hn had haPT
betrayed in a moment Of low ebb, al
emotional and nervous zero hour.
Flip Joined them:
"Did you Sleep" said Lefty Broae
suddenly.
Like a top" answered Flip blandly
!. 'Never stirred! Where are we going tt
: lunch? Where are we stopping? Tn
some delectable eathouse in that bool
of yours?"
1--WE just weighed myself. I'm ovel
i. twelve stone. I'm cutting out lunch
y Twelve stone is too much"
:. No one said anything.
Golden days and silver nights
Meandering through the italian Tyro
on magnificent roads that cut in half
carpet that might have been patterned
from Michael Angelo pictures: the eight
tourists in the two cars drifted acros:
Europe.
At every town they stopped for thu
night Lefty Broad weighed herself. if Il
was possible, and always she had los
weight.
On the personal matter of food she
was acquiring strange new spiritua
values, and she felt grand physically.
1t is believed that Rome, in the TIM
of Julius Caesar. contained about 1,
i 200. 900 inhabitants. The present pop