The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-02-24

on his arm. ~Youve been so kind
 Sven = and Emma" looking pas'
 him to smile at his wife. You've
 both been so patient and good ts
 me"
 They said incoherent and em'
 barrassed things. It had been .
 pleasure-they wanted to see heI
 again--they backed away in con
 fusion.
 Left alone in the gymnasium
 Susie played for an hour, lovely melodies, popular numbers which she had picked up by ear. It was almost Christmas, the happiest Christmas a girl ever had Would Dick come home for the holidaysi If he came would she see himp Tn her heart she knew the answer The kind fates could not go SC far and then withdraw their gifts.
 On the following morning Hark- CTS beauty salon was a bee. hive of activity, of consultation, of assent and disagreement. Miss Fleming studied Susie, front view and side, she made suggestions as to hair-do and makeup. White lmen-clad girls and young man with expert beauty ideas hovered near, waiting for orders, excited over their part of the program. Only few appointments had been made, Susie was to hold the floor for most of the day.
 She had arrived at nine wearing Q plain little dress loaned by the Missus section, fresh, glowing, eyes dancing with expectancy, By 9:30 the shop had settled down to routine. The young man with ideas put Q permanent wave in Susie's hair. It was done care- fully, lovingly. Susie's wave was to outshine anything ever done by young Pierre. At noon she emerged from his booth, e net over her hair, small quares of cotton under the elastic.
 Followed an exacting process. Susie, stretched on Q table, eyes tightly closed, gallantly suffered a forest of eyebrows to be re- moved. The operator was clever, with each pull Of the tweezers her fingers pressed the stinging spot. Tn spite of the care tears squeezed between Susies lids. At intervals tho brows were gmoothed with soothing lotion, Susie was given q moment to relax. At last she arose from the table, soaked cot- ton strapped above her eyes.
 At each step the commercial artist was nearby, making ideal- i2ed sketches. It was the most widely publicized program ever sponsored by Harkers it was soon to come to c smashing climax.
 Susie'S lunch was served in c difnly lighted room specially set aside for her. Like mummy, swathed in white, she lay back oil Q chaise tongue and allowed her. self to be waited upon. It was like q story from Arabian Nights, t was like c fantastic dream, swiftly coming true. Susie Lambert, who had tsolidly served waffles to ln. different youthful patrons. smiled graclously on ninions as they hurried about in her behalf. wings of rapture beating in her heart. Joy surging upward like the pound of waves.
 Jeff came in while she ate chicken breast and thick slices Of tomato and thiniy buttered toast 'iS our rose unfolding her pet- ais7" he asked. sitting beside Susie, somehow making the place cozy and pleasant by his mere presence.
 "oh, Jeif, they are practically killing me and love it" Her voice had c thrilled undertone. her eyes shone from under the cotton pads.
 He looked down, twisting his hat. "Kane's the boss. He put this campaign over"
 He did not" she cotintered em- phaticaiiy. "Ail the worthwhile ideas came from you. I've hardly seen MT. Kane, Why, Jeff, there wouldn't have been any today II it hadn't been for you. What's the matter with everybody"
 His laugh was light, shield against hts discouragemeft After oil I'm just the errand boy" he said.
 "That's not true" She went On. loyaily. Cant MT. Harker sec what you've done7 I'll tell him that's what I'll do"
 He took her hand and lifted each finger, letting 1t fall on his knee, touching the softHess Of hef skin as fl he loved l., The Chiefs okay," nc said. He pays me c good salary and I have no com plaint. It-it's only that want you to Dc my product I'm, just . little jealous Of Kane" He looked up with one Of his quick smiles, Jeff's smiles always had the same effect on Susie, ss if he had ca' reased her.
 We know, Jeff," she said soft- iy. We know about the night you saved me from C matted milk, all the times you've kept me on the right track. won't forget-ever," amf. akm A