Evening star., 1939-08-06

who could be interested in lot of kids And if.
she just wouldn't wear that costume, with those
thick, muscular legs of hers :.
On Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday,
Elizabeth looked in vain for Hartley Adams
He wasn't in class. On Thursday somebody
said he had the measles
He was just the type to get the measles
Anyway, the picture wouldn't amount to any
thing Elizabeth almost forgot it.
May came, balmy and warm May, and
finals Everybody distracted. Everybody run
ming around in circles. Everybody confdiny
in everybody else. At least ten girls are going to
announce their engagements.
They say that more seniors are going to funk
this year than ever before. What are you going
to wear to the Ball? Sports clothes for the Pill
grimage. Something white, to wear under your
cap and gown. If you don't wear your hair
certain way, the caps look terrible =. Eliza
beth took her books and her notebook and
hiked up the soft, green-covered hills beyond
the Stadium, to be alone. Il can't study with
lot of people whispering in my ear, she said.
Nom was fussing about a new formal for
her. She wanted to make it herself. Elizabeth
dreaded coming home. AS soon as she put her
head in the door, Nom started right in.
Elizabeth, you must answer me about that
Dress It's your dress, and want you to be
satisfied. don't want to pick out the material
without you. wish you d 60 in and look at that
pink told you about, at Kinks. It's such
good pink. And with blue velvet girdle -
Elizabeth cried, fiercely. Nobody wears
velvet girdes, or anything elser"
1T could be satin, then," Nom said.
Elizabeth hated herself for being so nasty,
when poor Nom was going to 60 without some
thing she needed, to give her that new dress
she didn't want But she couldn't help it. She
couldn't help it at all. She said, savagely. Il
don't want any dress. I'm not going to the
stupid ball. told you!'
But not to 60 to your own Senior Ballr
Now Nom was hurt, again. She thought you
couldn't graduate if you didn't 60 to the ball.
and do every other silly, stupid thing you were
supposed to do. Well, she'd have to be hurt,
then. Time she woke up to a few things: I'm
not going. hate Dances never go to them,
and you know it. And don't want any dressr'
Nom licked her lips. She was thinking Try
ing to understand In minute she be finding
a new partner for her - or trying to. Yes, there
she was. beginning all over again: Elizabeth,
you are an excellent dancer. Didn't Miss Heiss
say you ought to take up ballet? Yes, she did.
And even if you don't care for dancing, dear,
your father and will have to 60"
Elizabeth had picture of them Nom in
her blue, without the detachable sleeves with
her hair all frzzed up, and her round face pink
under the white powder. And Father looking
like Will Rogers used to look in the pictures,
lifting his chin above his collar, trying to pull
down his cuffs, and not even knowing that the
trousers legs worked up, showing his shoe tops
and socks. Just the thought of that old-fash
ioned Tux that he'd had a million years, and
Nom getting out the embroidered Mandarin
coat she'd had since the beginning of time,
simply made her sick
1T would seem very strange if you didn't
go with u.s." Nom was saying, land I'm sure
you would have wonderful time if you went.
know positively that you would get all your
dances, and going with us, that way, it
isn't necessary to have special escort, as it
would be if ="
Il won't co." Elizabeth said hoarsely Il
won't go!'
She concentrated on her finals She wore
herself out studying. She spoke to nobody, and
nobody snOke To her She stuffed down the milk