The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1936-01-11

hanQS OIL - papa slap! a.
scolded, before he had time TO looE
further to identify the owner Of
the pink.tipped finger.
"Oh"
The girl stepped back half a
pace and Tay stared at her
The girl was a little under me
dunn height. Her hair was black
and even a young man as inexperi
enced in such matters as Tay Law
son, could see that the curls were
q birthright intSead of a beauty
parlor job. Her cheeks were pink
and dimpled and her eyes a bril-
liant, laughing blue.
Tay smiled. He was usually a
very serious young man.
"Oh-what?" he asked.
"'Scuse it, please. Mister. Didn't
Lean to touch. But ! never saw
tubes like that on wings"
you see," Tay said, with sud
den gravity, they are speaking
tubes. Now you take it when we
are up 10000 feet or so and it
gets cold, the passengers speak to
the pilot through these tubes. He
stops the ship, gets out, walks
around and closes the windows
Nifty idea-What?"
The girl assumed an equally
grave expression as she stared at
him, then she closed one pretty
frinped eyelid, VerV cOmically.
"You certainly have got it all
over anything Edison ever did, )"
she said. Then she smiled. Sorry
I asked. I suppose it is really none
Of my business"
1T really is, and you are ex.
cused, but who let you in here?"
Il let me in by turning the
knob, opening the door and
taking a few steps"
Il thought the door was
locked. Didn't you see the sign.
KEEP OUT?"
That's why I came in. Don't
you know that no woman can
resist a KEEP OUT sign? She
simply has to know why. Now
if you put a COME IN sign on
the door, no women will bother
you, they'll think it is a trap"
How do you manage to stag
ger around with all that logic
under your raven curlS?"
10000! He notices girls. Say.
Mister, 1 want to be a hostess. "
That ought to be easy. Give
me your phone number and
your dinner hour, and III let
you practice on me-"
do you fly?"
ayes"
Then pilots are all a wee bit
fresh. want a job. l want
to be a hostess on your passenger
lines. was told to see a Mr..
Sawyer and when I got here
someone told me he was in Wash
ington. If he hires hoStesses and
isn't here, who does the hiring
when he is gomez"
Savers gone Government on
us-Bureau of Air Commerce.
The man you want to see is Jake
Lee-our new division superln.
tendent. What's your name and
how old are you?"
"Thomasa Thomas, no kidding,
but I've never been called any
thing other than Tommy. I'm
twenty-one.
1.-THE heck you are, Tommy
Thomas, but you're old enough
to know what to say about age.
Are you sure that you want to be
q hosteSS?"
Were you sure that you
wanted to fly?"
IT was never surer Of anything
else"
well, I want to fly. I can't az
ford to buy planes and pay for IN
structions. I can't afford ten gal
Ions of gas, for that matter. But
If I can get a job as a hostess
will begin to learn lot and will
have opportunities to learn to
fly?"
Tommy Thomas, you are too
darn pretty to fly. You belong
on the ground, in a nice home,
getting dinner for some nice Young
he aviator"
Tommy stamped her foot, for
emphasis, not through anger, be-
cause she smiled at Tay.
st am going to get a job as an
air line hostess if I have to bring
q tent here and camp out until a
Job is vacant for me, Mister"
she hesitated and then grinned at
him. "Say, fifty-fifty."
"Eh?"
"You know my name"
"Oh, sure, the name Is Taylor
Lawson-Tay to my friends, pro
nounced Tay like Irish for tea
I'm saying that because you are
Irish"
who told you?"
"Who had to tell me, you little
Irish brunette with Lake Of Killar.
ney eyes?"
well, I'm half Irish. Say, do
you pilot a passenger crate, or
what do you do?"
Tay laughed at this.
Getting your lingo q little
mixed. Tommy. I have piloted
passengers. take mail on emer-
gency. teach flying. do a bit of
experimenting-Sort Of q handy
Andy around here"
"Got a lot of authority?"
''Well, I'm not exactly the head
Of the Federal Air Lines yet"
Enough authority to hire me?"
"No sorry yrTornnnVn