The Washington times., 1938-04-09
The Man She Won
modern romance of life in the
Nations Capital By Washington Oriter.
By Phyllis Moore Gallagher

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1.-THE orange juice Is okay, but
the quiet business is an impossi-
bility. Keeping Jock quiet will
be like trying to hold on to a
creased fleal" replied Gloria.
But she kept him comparatively
quiet, in his crib away from drafts
on the floor. And in three days
the sniffles departed, Jock cried
Justify for food, and before the
week was up he was back scooting
over the floor with amazing speed
and darting through doors with an
accuracy and precision that was
uncanny.
Jock would be one year old in a
week, and Gloria, busy with plans
for a party and celebration in
honor Of this great event, found
no time for unhappy reflections.
She spent a good many morn
ings In town shopping. She
bought Jock his first little boy
suit--a white linen affair with
infinitesimal pants, a pert blouse
and big round, blue buttons She
bought g yellow snow suit, with
helmet and mittens to match and,
on the frivolous side, a Bingham
giraffe with a wabbly neck, and a
little lamb Of snowy whits fleece.
She told Peter that night: "The
Kent budget is sagging a spot to
one side. However, II robbed the
household column and jugSle the
general expense over into emer-
gency I think we'll come out
above water"
The party was a shining sue
cess. They had friends in for
dinner and additional friends in
for twelve tables of bridge. At
midnight there was a supper of
aspic salad, small round biscuits
spread with deviled ham, excellent
coffee and white layer cake with
a glittering icing.
Every one brought presents
for Jock and Jock slept serenely
through it all. They all tiptoed
into the nursery to look at Jock
and had come out a little solemn,
their eyes touched with the star.
dust of having gazed upon in
nocence.
PARTY A SUCCESS
Finally, when the last guest
had gone. Gloria sank down in
chair by the blazing fire. Her
blue eyes were a little tired, but
very happy. Peter came over to
her and sat on the chair arm and
touched his lips to the crown Of
her shining hair. He said, loving
her terribly: well, Mrs. Kent,
I'd say our first party was a
bowling success! and not"-he
grinned down at her-"in Jocks
sense Of the world"
Gloria lifted q radiant face.
ooh. wasn't it fun, Peter? And
didn't you think the prizes were
nice? I'm sure that cake plate
will impress them all. bought It
at an auction up on Market
Street yesterday.
81 got it for a dollar, and I've
seen the same thing all over town
for six. I knitted those driving
gloves last week at total cost of
As cents a pair. Bought tie yarn
on sale. And I made the favors.
I've knack with cellophane and
dolls faces and sticks or jellied
candy. The dinner and supper
prizes and all even Maize help
ing Katie in the kitchen
didn't even put crimp in the
budget, much less a permanent
wave!"
She grinned a little sheepishly.
"Of course, I had to iuggle the
columns about again. Just a tiny
bit. And you may get awful tired
Of cabbage next week. :"
Suddenly Gloria caught Peters
hand and held 1t against her warm
soft cheek. She said, and her voice
was hardly more than whisper;
"It's sweet being married to you,
Peter-Sweet, sweet, sweet. :"
Peters arm frightened about her
slim shoulders. He didn't say any
thing. He couldn't. for there was
a fullness in his throat. But he
thought: "It hasn't made any diff.
ference, Rodney being back in
town. She's happy. I'm making
Gloria happy"
ISABEL'S VISIT
They both knew, Of course, that
Isabel and Rodney were estab-
lished in their new home in Ken
wood, Isabel, on the day of her
return, had been to the bungalow
to see Mrs. Lee and upon learning
that Gloria was married and
much to her relief. had come
flying over the wide, snow-covered
ground to Kent Hill, her sable
coat Tapping about her slim,
silken legs. She had kissed Gloria
warmly. and gratefully. a n d
had said: Darling, you've got to
forgive me. After all. we are sis
tiers, yeu know!"
She didn't wait for Gloria to say
she was forgiven. She plunged on
recklessly, said on a swift, gener-
Gus impulse. "And, darling, I've
bought you some perfectly precious