Evening star., 1939-11-05
THIS WEEK MAGAZINE
The GREAT Ice CREAM DRAMA
Contnved from mpoaes
Continued from poss six

same like l suspected. Looks good
enough, but full of holes. If the thing
was practical, the big manufacturers
of electrical refrigerators would have
twigged it long ago in their research
laboratories. But couldn't make the
girls see that All they can see is their
miserly old mother holding on to her
money bags" She grinned sourly.
IL hope you told them to 60 lay an
egg"
The black velvet ribbon encircling
the red neck trembled convulsively
Its hard when your own children
think you are blighting their future
out of pure cussedness."
Bill stared at her narrowly. That
don't sound like you, Abbie," he de-
clared suspiciously.
Maybe it would be cheap at five
thousand. Willie The lesson. mean.
Peace at any price. eh?" Her dark
eyes flickered beneath half-clOsed lids.
"I'll believe you are willing to lay
five thousand on the line for peace
when see it," he announced with
frank skepticism.
Mrs. Abbie Tupper regarded the
glowing tip of her cigarette. Then |
think you're due for shock. Willie"
she said grimly II finally told Gloria
and Ethel, before they left that if
they felt the way they did I'd 60 into
the deal - providing some money l
was expecting came in"
Young Bill ground his cigarette
under an angry heel. II think my
sisters are pair of drips" he growled
savagely. IL know where that money
is coming from. You have five Great
States bonds maturing next week. You
were planning to use that money -
Mrs. Tupper stood up. She smiled
down at her favorite child. That's
sweet of you. Willie" she said almost
tenderly. Then, as if she had been
caught in some act of moral turpitude.
she made for the front door.
"Come on" she rumbled hoarsely
over her bulging shoulder. Time to
get washed up for supper. And l have
a bag to pack. Going out of town for a
day or two"
The first scene of the final act of the
great Tupper ice cream drama took
place in Mr.. Jeptha Croy's office a
week later. In the presence of her
goggle-eyed, steel-jawed lawyer. her
daughters and her two sons-in-law.
Mrs. Abbie Tupper rendered her check
for five thousand dollars to the BEAM
ing head of the Cotton Corporation.
Gloria kissed her mother rapturously.
Ethel hugged her ecstatically. Both
her sons-in-law pumped her hand
vigorously.
Mr.. Croy remained grimly silent.
He maintained this attitude after one
brief meeting with his client. prior to
the passing of the check.
"Have you gone mad, Abbie Tup-
per?" the lanky lawyer had snarled
through his clicking dentures. Surely
you're not going to put up the balance
of the purchase price at the end of
thirty days. are you?" His stogie
twisted savagely. you won't sell it
to anybody but fool. I've looked
into the patent situation and it's just
plain silly"
''It's the children. Jep," his client
said with what she fondly imagined
was wistful smile, but which MIR.
Croy later described as leer. BE
sides. it may be real gold mine"
"Cold brick you mean" snorted
Mr.. Croy contemptuously. "Well, it's
not my funeral. If you want to make
an old fool of yourself, 60 ahead. But
I'll say this - it will be the first time
l ever heard of you -"
"Ssshhh!' cautioned Mrs. Tupper.
II promised my family I'd 60 through
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