Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1941-11-17
Daily ShOz'f Story
In These, Our Days
BY ROBERTA YATES


BY ROBERTA YATES
THEY had been married fou
u hours, and an enchsntmen
was upon them. They were Sti
swed by the miracle that had le
them find one another, out of
world Of millions OF people,-h
from Saskatchewan. Of all places
and she from a browsing Soutl
American town where her fathe
was consul.
They had met Al a cocktail
party in New York. and they hat
known al once. They hadn't ever
had TO explain
He had said only:
'T'Il get hack 20 New York In
month, II I have 10 wade 10
do IT,"
And somehow he had managed
n. They were married IN haste
but she wore a white veil and he
lost the ring al the last minute
90 they felt they had accomplished
conventional ceremony. Now
they had before them one magic
week of honeymoon. Seven whole
days spangled with happiness
"How much II seven times
twenty-four ." she asked as
they drove 10 the Connecticut
cottage a friend had loaned
them.
Zone hundred and siXty-eigbt
hours" he said. Multiply that
by minutes and seconds and
you'll have a lot of pearls, Mrs.
Philip Santley."
HE CARRIES HER IN
Their eyes met and spanked
with excitement al that title for
her.
He carried her across the
threshold of the cottage. She was
q tall girl, but slim, and no great
burden for man who'd worked
his way through college the hard
way-logging in the north woods.
VIC CoTFtCu tVt> UtuNttT
ber." he told her.
It'll bet you say that TO all
the logs" she laughed, and wrig-
gled her feet until he put her
down. -.
Then she went running about
The cottage. exclaiming over the
view of the Sound and the stone
fireplace and the chromium gay
kitchen.
Lets buy IL, Phil" she begged.
"Mary wants 10 sell, and It's
perfect. The right distance for
you 10 commute, too"
For a minute he looked startled;
finally he said:
"Okay: Why not: Easier than
looking for a city apartment"
wen need some new things.
We can 70 20 town tomorrow
and shop around. Let's see.
Glazed chintz for the front win
dows, n radio. DO yeu Hike stand
Ing ashtrays?"
She was jotting down a list.
Ahat y NtuLyt A@ohh. hnr ~
supposed to be n honeymoon"
Don't people do crazy things
on honeymoons she asked.
So next day they went to town,
and the salespeople took them
rightly for newlyweds. and tempted
them with new tangled refrigera-
tors and radios with remarkable
attachments. In the end she said
sweetly that they would decide
later. and all she bought was a
gadget for peeling potatoes, at the
I'VE and ten. They went back 10
the cottage, with nothing at all
accomplished.
Except that I feel deliciously
domestic" she gloated, gouging
at the potatoes with the gadget.
LIES ABOUT STEAK
He lied about the burned steak
and said she was wonderful cook.
But maybe you'll get bored
with housekeeping after being q
career GIRL" he said anxiously.
She treasured him.
'Not l. I'll be a busting young
mafron, with charities and bridge
clubs and meeting you on the
b:l5 not 10 mention"
She broke of, blushing, and he
laughed.
Shave you decided how many?"
"Three, i think" she said Seri-
ously. Two boys and a girl. The
girl I'm the middle, so she'll have
an older brother 10 take care OF
her. and a younger brother TO
take care Of"
Next morning at breakfast he
hid behind the newspaper. and she
pouted until she saw that he was
watching her through a hole poked
In the sports page. Then he
grlnned and tossed away the paper.
Poor guys who haven't brides
like You do have to read news
papers," he told her. Are your
lips real raspberry and Is your
hair honest ."
He tweaked the hair 10 be sure.
Usually she wore il in a sleek up
roll. but now she'd let il 60 fly
away, like dandelion fluff. Usually
she seemed streamlined and as
sured. but across the breakfast
table. in blue silk robe, she
seemed soft and defenseleSs. He
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