The Coolidge examiner., 1936-09-04

| said. EVen in San francisco the
wedding was certain to be mat
ter of comment"
Tubby drew forth tissue-wrapped
box. This is from my sister Sal
ly," he explained, handing 1t to
Deborah.
Deborah unwrapped the tissue
paper. Inside was a long velvet
jewelers. box; she opened it, and
there, in the white velvet lining, lay
whole suite of rose-colored crys-
tails, eXquisitely cut. The long
strand Of the necklace dropped to
her waist; the earrings were pend
ant on silver chains; there were two
sparkling bracelets and a beautiful
ring. Deborah looked at them.
as your sister Sally is she
very great friend of Bryn's too?"
"Yes, indeed. They've adored each
other for years. When Sally and
Simon used to quarrel, 1t was al
ways Bryn that Sally went to for
sympathy. He'd let her cry it out
on his shoulder, and pat her-you
know, the way men do" Tubby said
to Grandmother with camaraderie
:. land then he would slip off and
telephone Simon, give him a good
wigging, and tell him where Sally
| was"
"Who is Simon?" Deborah heard
herself saying.
Simon? Oh, he's Sally's hus-
band. They're crazy about each
other, you know. and always were.
Now. here" Tubby went on, rum
maging with one hand and holding
out fiat round parcel with the
other. This is from me. It's the
only way you'd ever get 1t. I
thought you'd appreciate IT, he
muttered, his head in the bag.
Deborah unwrapped the parcel ST.
lently. Inside, looking out from q
beautiful heavy silver frame, was
Bryn's face. The gray eyes twin
kled up at her; the mouth was firm
and quiet. She looked at it. She
handed it across to Grandmother.
You will like this" she said.
Grandmother took it and held 1t
silently before her. After a mo-
ment Deborah saw her fumbling for
her handkerchief. She wiped her
eyes, surreptitiously. She loved him.
She loved him as much as that.
There" Tubby said, lifting a
fiery red face. There, right at the
very bottom, of course. Now this
is from Madeline"
1t was most exquisite rose-col-
ored silk shawl covered with pale
blue embroidered flowers in small
perfect stitches, and a long pale
blue fringe. Deborah's hand ca
ressed the heavy silk. II love It,"
she told him gently. as Madeline
your sister too?"
"Well, no." Tubby said, with what
seemed to her a hint of embarrass-
ment. Not exactly. She's Simon's
sister, so of course she's practi-
cally in the family. Shes an ex-
tremely nice girl"
Has she been a friend of Bryn's
all his life, toO?"
well, yes. Practically"
| DO they :" Deborah stopped.
Her violet eyes were fixed on his
face. She waited.
Tubby cOughed. You know bow
it is, he explained with a wave of
his hand. "All the girls are crazy
about Bryn. Always were. They're
bound to be little upset to think
he's married now and gone."
"Is Madeline upset?"
Tubby laughed heartily. "Oh, |
don't think so," he said. "She's too
sensible for that"
Il see," Deborah said quietly.
Grandmother looked up from the
shawl and lifted the picture again.
would it be possible to have an
other copy made of this?" she in.
Quired.
PPM sure I can get any NUMBER"
Tubby said at once. They're
Bryn's graduation pictures. He's
wearing the gown and hood there.
l can get 'em from the photographer
in Palo Alto"
"Palo Alto?"
THAT'S where Bryn graduated, of
course, at Stanford"
"Stanford?" Grandmother repeat
ed with wrinkled brow. isn't
that rather stranger"
"Oh, l don't think So Bryn's
family went there. They're part
of the Stanford tradition. They al
ways shine in football"
"Bryns family?" Grandmother re-
peated slowly. Deborah, sick at
heart, caught Tubby's eye At sight
of her face his own slowly length
ened. His mouth fell open. But
surely" Grandmother went on,
'surely his family all went to
Princeton. l remember quite dis
tinctly."
Il I was thinking of his
mothers family" Tubby said at
last, still watching Deborah.
Deborah went across the veranda
and rang the little silver bell. "YOu
look tired, DEAR" She told her