The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1938-04-26
CAST OF CHARACTERS
BY MARION WHITE

CAST OF CHARACTERS
JOYCE MINER, heroine; 'h'
tool an Easter Cruise.
DICK HAMILTON, heroi NJ
bumped into the heroine
ISOBEL PORTER, traVeleri sh'
sought a mate.
Yesterday: Isobel has her let
down when the mysterious MI
Cregory is arrested for en'bezzie'
ment with plenty of time to let
his heels cool. w
CHAPTER XVIII
The social climax of the cruise
WAS the fancy dress ball the fol-
lowing evening. No passenger no
matter how conservative, was mn
mpne 10 the excitement of IT..
Few of them however, were pre-
pared 70 the extent of having
brought their own costumes.
But haven't a thing TO
wearp' joyce protested to DR.:
GRAY. land hate rented clothes:
"Never mind. Mrs. Bates Will
fix YOU up with something. Why
a young girl like you cant stay
out of a fancy dress ball" 49,
"Im not going to dress up.
Dick declared emphatically.
"Of course you are" the doc
tor ordered. 1--WE got just the
suit for you, down in my cabin,
You come along with me- -,
Their protests were of no avail.
They would 60 to the ball, and
they would be dressed up. Mrs.
Bates was waiting outside OF
Joyce's cabin.
"The doctor said you wanted a
costume, miss" she offered cheer
fully.
1.-The doctor said | had to have
O costume" Joyce corrected with
3 smile.
Mrs. Bates nodded brightly.
'I'll fix you up right smart. The
doctor has a Pilgrim costume for
the young mana John Alden
outfit. you Americans call it. How
would you like to go along as
Priscilla? ,"
"Well, since ! must dress up, |
can't think of anything that would
please me better. John Alden and
Priscilla were practically next
door neighbors of mine"
So the stewardess was off to
some hidden recess in the linen
closet, from whence she returned
promptly with a quaint gray cos
tune, freshly Numbered, yolumi-
nous with Detticoats, and a stiff,
starched white shawl and bonnet.
Within half an hour. Joyce
emerged as a demure Pilgrim
maid, lacking only her prayer
book and spinning wheel.
"Mind the petticoats," Mrs.
Bates cautioned. They're only on
a draw-string. E.
Up in front of the purser's Of
flee, she met a young man whose
costume. even to the high-crown-
ed hat and the buckle-boOts, pro-
claimed him fitting companion
to her own sedate state, but
whose bright blue eyes danced
with a happy abandon which
would have disbarred him in
stantly from the stately ranks of
the old Puritan elders.
SO, my lovely Priscilla" he
be aced. Think not that come
TO speak of our Captain Miles
Standish this merry evening"
She laughed. "You look as if
you could speak for yourself,
John"
Together they went up to the
founge, all cleared now of furm-
ture and rugs, with the hardwood
floor waxed and polished for the
dancing.
They wandered through vague
wonderland of familiar faces. Not
only here in the lounge, but all
over the ship, strange creatures
popped into sight. Ghosts and
skeletons roamed the deserted
decks and booed at young couples
who dared to seek a moments ro-
mantle privacy; fierce red devils
slipped in and out of stateroOms
Napoleons and Josephines, Pier
rettes and Pierrots, farmers and
farmerettes, jostled each other on
the dance floor. A small, mild
Pop-Eye, badly in need of his
spinach, danced with tall, domi-
mating Olive Oyle while his rowing
eye approved the bathing beau