The Washington times., 1938-01-07

Sdlly, MS UIAOS VI OAAAy AS"
months. He was crazy to get
home. Sally and Jimmy had
featheEed their little nest on the
proceeds of a contest that Sally, to
the amazement of everybody had
won.
, For company, Jimmy took along
Joe Dugan. gunners mate, second
class. and a shipmate on the Lex,
ington,. proudest craft in your
Uncle Sans Navy-"Lady Lex" to
all the gobs who rejoiced to call
her sweetheart.
Joe, you're gonna be nuts about
the new joint Jimmy eXulted-
Jimmy, who had scarcely even
had a good look at it himself. And
Sally-say, she's the greatest little
gal in the world"
Joe Dugan, a man of few words,
grunted jealousy. He liked Jimmy
a lot. He was a big lug, tough as
the steel ribs of Lady Lex" as
quick on the trigger as her mas
sive cannon, yet withal as peace
ful as the huge hulk of the Lady
Lex" riding at anchor in San Pc,
dro roads.
NO LUCK
'I can't even get a gal to look
at me-" Joe complained.
Never mind, pal, you'll find the
right one by and by. And when
you do she'll be lucky, what l
mean"
Jimmy hammered on the door
of he apartment and shouted:
"Hey, Sally, open UP, it's me and
Joe home from the war;"
The door opened. Gently, hesi'
family. Jimmy started to take the
petite young person in his arms
and drew back in amaZement
where's Sally?' he demanded.
Mrs. - Mrs. Brown - isn't at
home. She'll be back any minute
now."
mot home! Say, who are you,
anyway"
me? I'm the maid. Are you
Mr.. Brown?"
Jimmy was too flabbergasted to
answer. 'The-what?" he cried
and turned to Joe Dugan. did
you get that. Joe? The maid! Hot
damn if that amt a good one.
Boy, that goes in the log. The
maid"
Yes, Mr.. Brown" said a serious
voice in the doorway, The maid,
and who's got anything to say
about it? Hello, sweetheart, gee
but I'm tickled to see you. Did you
get all the barnacles scraped of
the Lady Lex?'
Sally kissed and embraced hel
husband far beyond the require
ments Of wifely duty and ther
said: Hello, there, Joe, glad tc
see you. too. How you maxim it?'
Joe wss so busy staring at the
maid that he hardly heard Sally.
go sit down somewhere, you
boys. Martha, you'd better be look
ing after the roast, it ought to be
about dDne. Have you mashed the
potatoes and boiled the spinach?
. I've just been down to the cor
ner and bought-never mind what
It's secret. Yep. Something to &C
with a perfectly swell dessert that
I made myself. Hurry now, Mar
tha, run along to the kitchen"
Jimmy Brown and Joe Dugan
observed all this in complete and
rising astonishment. Both the
boys knew that Sally was in her
element as a housewife and that
to operate her own little home was
a joy to her.
Why on earth did she want a
maid?
And where was anybody going
to get the money to afford one?
Jimmy said:
"Say, hon, what's it all about?
Let a guy in, will ya?"
Mind your business" Sally re
torted. "You may amount to some
thing in the Navy, but in this
house you're only the boss's hus
band, understand"
We'll, Shiver my timbers!" Jim.
my Brown gasped, in the best
windjammer slang.
WELL TRAINED
Martha waited table like a re.
spectful, well trained house serv.
ant. True, she did drop a spot of
gravy on Joe Dugan's jacket, but
that accident might have been laid
to Joe's own awkwardness, or,
rather, to the disconcerting in,
tentness with which he kept star
ing at Martha.
The most staid relations were
maintained between Martha and
Sally. Afterward the three of them
went to a movie, and danced a
while, returning home late. Only
then, IN the dim privacy of Their
own room, did Sally betray heJ
secret.
'Mart's really a swell kid" she
told Jimmy. But she's afflicted
with a weakness that shouldn't
surprise you any. It's one usec
to have myself
What's that?" Jimmy demand
ed, racking his brain to discover
any weakness at all in this flaw
less. creature.
She's got sailoritis," Sally Saic
briefly.
"Sailoritis?"
"She can't resist them-sailors
! mean She wants to be the sweet
heart of the Pacific fleet 7 p11ass