The Waterbury Democrat., 1936-10-01

and Ralph. We went to hear Dud- ley Nix sing. He has a grand or- chestra.
 For a long while Ted was silent, and he appeared to be thinking hard about something. But when at last he turned to her he squeezed her hand. I'm glad you had a good time," he said. After all, Christmas olny comes once a year. "
 Kay thought about those words for some time, The more she thought about them the more she imagined it was Teds way of tell ing her she was forgiven for an escapade that might happen once 8 year. Kay, however, wanted to dance once a week, twice 8 week not once during the year! Evi- dently Ted hadn't come to under stand her need for gaiety.
 But they did not mention the party again that day. Next morn- ing Kay heard from Doris that Ted had called Monte in and lectured him. It was something, Doris ex- plained elaborately, about Monte's last trip as an apprentice pilot. Monte, overnight in Honolulu, had done some celebrating and it had been reported to Ted.
 Ted had said Sternly, Monte, you're my friend, but there are some things about you that make me doubtful about your ability to fly the trans-Pacific route. The old order of courageous flying demons is out! On this trans S-oceanic flight you must be merely an engineer.
 Everybody in the colony knew that Ted had bawled Monte out, and everybody knew that Monte had been seen dancing with Ted's wife Christmas night. Quite nat urally, they connected the two.
 Kay herself thought that this was Ted's answer to her harmless escapade. She waited until Ted came home, tired and worried over some detail of his precious gyropilot. He had picked up newspaper to read when she interrupted. Ted" she said, T heard about what you said to Monte Blaine today. Every body knows you jacked him up about something"
 He put down the newspaper and merely looked at her. "Oh-Monte" he said. Then he smiled. "He needed it, the young devil. Monte is a little bit spoiled. I could hardly keep from laughing at the hurt-puppy looked on his face. Don't worry about that. We're staill good friends, and"
 But that isn't what people will say at the airport" she objected. They'll say you bawled him out because he went dancing with me"
 Ted seemed actually surprised. But but never thought about that! It's just that we can't toler- ate"
 "Tolerate! Kay exclaimed. Monte goes out with a pretty girl in Hono- lulu to dance, and you can't tolerate it!"
 That wasn't my information Ted said slowly. Monte disobeyed rules"
 He's not a machine. He can't go on and on, like your airplanes, until he's used up and junked!"
 Ted eyed her. There was in his look the quiet resolution that she had once admired so much. He said, quietly, Kay, who knows men bet ter-you or I? Who knows flying qualities better? I've seen aviation from its infancy. For five years we planned this trans-Pacific flight scientifically"
 "Plan, plan, plan!" she said. "I'm sick of the world. I'm sick of run ming scientific household, too! Diets! Budgets! Vegetables without salt. One dollar a month for cos metics and twenty for gasoline! That's what planning means to a man."
 Ted smiled indulgently. and it made Kay more furious. Don't look at me as though you were indulg- ing a silly little grill" she ex- claimed.
 "Kay!" he said, with feeling.
 But she ragged on. "The trans Pacific flight is everything to you. Nothing else counts"
 For the first time Ted looked troubled. But he let her continue.
 This home," Kay went on, lis just place where you rest your weary head. The little wife, wait ing in port with open arms. Poor. simple thing with her household duties! A well-ordered life ashore.