The Washington times., 1938-03-29

he was IN love WILL HoN CIV
should ask.
The girls were named Iris and
Mary, which gives you an idea OF
the difference between them. OF
course Mary was the one whom
Cary should marry, because she
would make a perfect wife for any
man. Mary was a secretary, and
a good one. but she was fond OF
remarking that she was only a
home girl at heart. In fact, Mary
was fond of number Of bromldlc
remarks like that, with which she
often bored Cary.
However, the dinners to which
she asked him in her apartment
were delicious, and the apartment
itself was so immaculate that ne
felt uncomfortable about drop
ping ashes in the cigarette trays
Mary was pretty, in a neat, un-
roughed way.
Iris, on the other hand, was
beautiful. Stunningly beautiful.
She had to be because she was q
photographers model. She shared
a large, untidy apartment with
two other models.
GOLDEN AND LAZY
Iris liked bouillabaise. taXicaoS'
drv martins and gardenias. She
was slim and golden and lazy. and
used too much lipstick, which
shows the impossible kind OF VIE
she would make. But she had a
grand sense of humor and NOBODY
had ever been bored with her.
So this was Cary's problem-to
decide between them. He was the
descendant of a line OF serious
minded New EnglanderS, and ne
found the choice Of a girl WIN
whom he would spend the re-
nainder of his life grave matter
THE way to find out about a
woman is to see her in new en-
vironment," Frank said.
Il don't get you," said Cary.
you've known both OF these
girls only in the atmosphere OF
New York" said Frank. why not
try them in the open air. Get up
a party and we'll drive up to that
cabin Of yours at Kensico for the
day"
stirred in Frank too, and ne
wanted q drive in the country.
Since Cary owned a car and ne did
not, this seemed good way to get
his outing. Also he liked Iris.
Its an Idea," Cary said. But
I doubt whether Iris will go. she
isn't the type to rough it,"
However Iris did consent to go,
with a wry smile.
"I suppose it's customary at this
time of the year to gallop about
in the mud and sniff at raw lllacs. "
she said.
Mary, on the other hand, was
enthusiastic.
You have wood stove? That's
grand. I can broil a steak" she
bubbled. Let me bring the food
supplies"
Iris said nothing about supplies
beyond suggesting that Cary bring
gin and French vermouth. But or
the Sunday of the picnic she ap
peared with a small parcel and
placed it beside the big one Mary
had brought.
Caviar and stuff" she said.
Cary noted that she wore her
usual high heels, whereas Mary
wore sensible walking shoes. Mary
and Iris had not met before, and
they were distantly polite. Cary
had an uncomfortable suspicion
that they disliked each other.
MARY STEPS IN
BY the time they reached the
cabin the misty weather had
changed to a downpour. The
cabin was cold and dank and
dirty. Cary caught Mary's gasp
of dismay and was ashamed of the
dust and Soiled dishes which
Frank and he had left behind last
fall.
Give me broom and I'll clean
up while you Two boys CnOp WOOD,
Mary had said briskly.
I'm too hungry and thirsty to
help you" Iris said languidly.
"Ill get dinner as soon as
wash the Dishes" Mary said.
Iris disappeared into tn e
kitchen. with her parcel and the
gin and vermouth. Cary assisted
feebly by Frank, ploughed about
in the mud and collected the least
wet sticks of kindling. They
achieved a smoldering fire in the
living room. where Mary was rails
ing great, efficient clouds of dust
and Iris, sneezing a little, was eat
ing canapes which she had
brought from a delicatessen.
II tried to make cocktails but