The Washington times., 1936-11-03

| torney she met through Fox, and
was so busy with him that she
hardly had time to be civil to
David when he came back from
his trip to Colorado.
$3.50
Now it was spring again, and
the Kramers were on their way
home, Jan was half sick with ex-
element. Lowell's letter had been
so wonderful, so vibrant with feel
ing, so full of assurances that she
was the only girl. But would he
be disappointed when he saw her
again?
She who had no vanity, now
spent hours staring at her reflec-
ton in the mirror. Her hair,
which had troubled her in the
past, pleased her now. It was just
very light blonde, and fine and
soft and straight as 1t always was.
But Lowell had written twice
about it's loneliness. Once he said
it was "Silver-gilt" and another
time he said it was soft as corn
silk.
A permanent on the ends would
have helped, but that was out Of
the question, so she just spent
every available moment brushing
and summing it, Furnishing it until
it really was "Silver-gilt."
CHAPTER Il
Furtively Jan tried Dorathea's
mascara but the effect was disap-
pointing. Possibly she was in
tended to have light eyes, and any
way, the mascara was q mistake.
She could borrow" powder and
cream and nail polish from her
mother and Dorathea, and did so
ShameleSSly, but they didn't have
freckles and so they didn't have
any freckle cream.
That worried her terribly. Star
ing at the freckleS that got bigger
and darker every time she looked
at them, and reading magazine ads
about the charm of fine, unblem-
ished skin, and porting over sad
little stories about girls who lost
the one they loved because nobody
had told them about freckle
cream, she couldn't stand it any
longer. She did something that
she was ashamed of for a long,
long time.
She borrowed a dollar from
David Byrne, to buy freckle cream.
OF course she had to explain
why it was important.
David, who might have laughed,
didn't laugh.
"You probably think it's puppy
love!" she said, daring him to
agree.
David got up rather heavily. He
smiled, and something about the
way he smiled, made her think of
the day that they left father at
the station. He had smiled that
way when he said goodbye to
mother.
Remembrance and emotion
brought the rare tears to her eyes.
She tried to smile through them,
but it wasn't a very good smile,
either.
cts just that-I'm silly"
He took both her hands in his,
made her lift her eyes to meet
his. mo, it isn't silly, Jan. Hold
on to it. It's probably the only
time in your life that you'll ever
be completely, wholly, unselfishly
in love. Don't let anyone laugh
you out Of it, or take it away
from you. It's too precious to
lose"
II WON'T" she promised.
It was only in the drugstore
while she was waiting for the clerk
to tie up the square bottle that
held the precious cream, that it
came to her that he must have
been talking about his own love
for mother.
"Well if that's the way love az
fects you, I hope you don't fall in
love often" Evelyn said half
humorously, half seriouSly-exaS-
perated at the preparations Jan
was making for Lowell Kramer's
return.
For weeks she'd been fuSsing
with her hair and her skin, going
to bed with cold cream and old
gloves on her hands. That was
funny, and a little pathetic. The
poor child. trying to beautify her.
self! But now that she'd started
overturning the house, wanting to
fix everything over according to
her own notions, it wasn't so
funny.
Ito Be COntinued)