The Washington times., 1938-04-20

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Tom Alling.
Tom was on trial, with the job
offered to him for keeps provided
that by May l the house was one
hundred per cent full. 1t was
April IS. with everything taken
except this one apartment.
Il can't understand why it
doesn't CO." declared Tom
anxiously one morning when
Joyce met him in the hall.
May I look at the third floor?"
she asked, on a forlorn hope.
"Certainly-then you'll see how
nice it is. All freshly decorated
and the furniture brand new"
A moment later he opened the
front door. Joyce took one ap-
praising look around, and on the
instant understood why the place
was empty.
SORRY.LOOKING PLACE
The walls were an unpleasant
mustard color. the woodwork a
dark, serviceable brown. The i'm
personal furniture gave the i'm,
preston of having been bought
over the telephone.
Il can rent it for you," she an
hounced convinCingly.
Joyce wasn't given to daring
statements such as this. She was
a shy little thing, being com.
pletely overshadowed by a clever
older sister Agnes, who held an
important job with a firm of pub
lie accountants. But, Joyce hadn't
Agnes type of mind, she chose a
course called Home Making.
There had been times of late
when Joyce wished she had gone
in for bookkeeping or stenography,
sure fire job getters, for business
being slow with the one firm OF
interior decorators in town, a
promised position had failed to
materialize.
Does it strike you as being just
q trifle gloomy?" she began tact
fully. Tom laughed.
ITO tell you the truth" he said,
81 don't know darned thing
about interior decorating. Would
you suggest some other colors?"
Green and yellow might be
more cheerful - after all, it's
springtime."
Would it cost much to change?
The owner allowed me a certain
sum, but I've got twelve bucks
left" Joyce thought moment.
ABIT OF REMODELING
''That's plenty - if we do the
work ourselves. This is right
down my alley; I just love to
paint. Do you?"
you bet! When do we start?"
They started late that very aft
ernoon and for 10 days worked
like beavers, always with the dead
line of May l staring them in the
face. They changed the walls to
palest yellow and the trim a soft
moss green. The furniture must
do, but its own mother wouldn't
recognize it after Joyce covered
the chair seats with inexpensive
chintZ, made cushions for the sofa
and arranged it all Hospitality in
stead of flat against the wall.
On the night of April %, Tom
and Joyce stood together survey
ing with pardonable pride their
completed handiWork. Tom walked
excitedly from room to room.
II can't believe little paint
would accomplish such a miracley"
he exclaimed. Joyce smiled, but
let 1t go at that just a little
paint. plus an understanding Of
the difference between merely a
place to live and a home, one
that by rights should belong to
her and Tom, for with their own
hands they had made it.
II loved working here" muir
INJURED Joyce, hoping he would say
something more. But he didn't,
for he was about to dash down
town to put an ad in tomorrow's
paper: For rent, two rooms and
real kitchen. Ideal for young
couple" This last cost an extra
40 cents, but Joyce had a bunch
it should go in
A LOT OF PROSPECTS
Evidently the bunch was right,
for there were answers. All next
day welcome footsteps of pros
poets were heard on the stairs.
Joyce picked up bits of converse.
tion-one young man said, Its