Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1937-03-06


Sir. Haven't they sent that ginger al
up yet? III see to it ct once per
atorl Yes, Sir, those are the whistles
It's only eight O'Clock there. No. Sir
I'll have him call you in time"
Poor Drunk Maize lifted the ear.
phone TO listen TO the mad sounds o
1879 boosters. Again her eyes filleC
J with tears. Poor Nal III bet she
scared stiff. Wish we had q phone
His Hght-33I-was flashing. "Say
you didn't let me finish telling yol
what look like. Don't you care?" HI
sounded quite gay. He's started to cele-
brate his defeat-Maizie thought. Sure
care, but we're not the only people
in the hotel, you know"
I'm glad you warned me. Wen have
to go somewhere else. How long dc
you have to keep on saying, yes, STRIP
AS long as you keep on asking me
questions"
us that a promise?"
I'm on duty till one-after that
the nos have it, Excuse MEL
OPERATOR Yes. Sir, there is a doctor
in the house. Yes, Sir, I'll tell him
to get out at once. You better get
some more sleep before you talk to
Los Angeles. Go back to bed like a
good boy" For ten minutes, her fingers
flashed from plug to plug; her eyes
never left 331. Would he call again?
you don't look a bit like Dietrich
on Norma Shearer, but III forgive the
deception. Polly Moran is more my
| type anyway" Maize had to make a
fun right to see him. 1t was
well worth the effOrt-Six feet one,
brown twinkly eyes. white even teeth
set in bronzed background, chestnut
hair, waves carefully flattened and
glistening, he stood smiling down at
her. She held back her own smile.
Il won't forgive you your deception.
Clark Gable has big ears yours
are very small" She turned to the
switchboard again.
"All the better not to hear you
with when you start to say no after
one o'clock" He walked around and
stood leaning over the top of her desk.
You were swell TO rush that call for
me-"
1T would have been better If I
hadn't got it at all, I'd say" Maizie's
hands trembled as she plugged calls
in and out.
mo. I don't think so. After all, that
was last yearl Have to start all over
again now. Hard to do alone-will you
give me a boost?"
Me? How can I help?"
by saying Yes when I ask you to
come out and have bite with me at
one minute past one" He moved closer.
please. It's New Years. Ill probably
get into some mess if go on the town
alone"
Maizie didn't look at him. How
about my getting into some mess If
I go on the town with you?'.'
You don't believe you will, do you?
Heyl Look at me! Do you, honestly?"
His brown eyes caught hers and held
them with a Strangle-hold.
mo, don't. III come with you. May 1
be, 1t won't be such a rotten New
Years after all. I'll meet you outside /
the front door at five minutes past /
one. We're not supposed to make dates |
with the guests" she smiled. "Say !
Stay sober until we start out will I
you?"
you said It'll I'll go up and write
q letter. Be seeing you'll"
Don't mail it until tomorrow"
Maize said as he walked away.
At one minute past one, Maizie-
Model 1937-WaS talking fast to Maize
Model I936-as they stood face to
face in the ladies rest room" where
no lady is ever known to rest. you've
been q sap long enoughl" Mlaizie said
to Maize. What have you been saving
yourself for anyway" She applied a
double coating Of lip rouge-then wiped [
1t off. I'VE don't want anything be-
tween his lips and ours" Maize smiled
at Maize. ."Sappy New Year? Perhaps,
old dear-but you'll take it and like
Itl" She tilted her tiny saucer Of a
hat further over one blue eye, $50
long, Miss Lonely Hearth You've had
your day-Im going to have my night
Maizie-1937-walked quickly from the
rest room without a backward glance.
At three A. M, she was listening to
the fourth head waiter, who had
s 5GTaPsa ana bowed Vd as they entered
room for Mr.. Hastings and his friends"
Maize laughed. She had reached
The gtggle stage, due TO her baptism
n champagne. "Friendsl Hal Hal He j
links I'm a crowd. My feet feel plural,
put you'd think he would have to keep p:
;ober tonight"
Nobody has to keep sober tonight.
ny sweet. That's why you hear that
%, let's dance. You've got to spend
III the time in my arms, except when
getting in and out of CABS
The musicians filled with the good
pirltS around then1-and what good
ipirttS they could afford, inside them,
we're waxing Sentimentally uncertain
lbout The End Of a Perfect Day"
That's Mas favorite piecel" Tears,
which so often follow the course Of
giggle water" splashed on Bob Has
ings crumpled shirt front.
He lifted Maizie's face and kissed
hem away. but the thought, which
lrought them to Maize, wandered
bout stubbornly in the dizziness of
Ter mind. Bet Mas praying right
low. Well, it won't do her any good
his timel''
She chung closer to Bob In an effort
0 forget the last time Ma had won
hat guy had been a big shot and
he had gone out with her for sale"
tandard flying. She was going to get
nough to pay for some Of the things
IA needed. She had failed just be-
auSe she had lost her nerve. When
ne. got home, Ma, patiently waiting,
!ad accepted her alibiS about where
be had been most of the night, in
Hence, then said, Maize, child, let
le look at you'll" Ma had smiled trium-
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