Henderson daily dispatch. (Henderson, N.C.) 1914-1995, 1944-02-16
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man rs lie poicd ms craft out INTO
The vcinwork OF canals.
| ran cypress trees grew alonp tbc
r"iiaiS. On plots of land beside the
waiter trails were farms and flower
Saidehs. hllcd with carnations.
naDy breath. viole.s, daisies. Also
.hefe We're tiny cottages, even res
'airantS in which to dine and
dance. Carlos and the girl had been
Sitting erect in the regular kitchen
cnairs placed along the sides of the
chaiupa. Now he arranged cushions
;" 'hey could recline as if in steam.
er chairs or an American canoe.
TWO guitar players came along
Siuc, III their own boat. to ask Car
los TO engage them. Even though
we are better OIL Sunday with our
marimha player. we arc good with
out him"
| ihey were excellent. They knew
every romantic Mexican song
Marqtnta." "Quicreme Mucho."
me american Yours; "hdios
Maraquita Linda" ROSA" Best of
an they played and sang con-
stantly.
After an hour, Carlos bought
lliilch from Il vendor who had a
'!hy stove in his boat. Chicken.
S'caming sweet potatoes and hot
tamales. Also. from an Indian Girl
III canoe. he bought twD cnor-
nous lunches of gardcnia.s. NAL
Tory realized that Carlos was hav-
ing us much fun as she, that ne
also WAS playing hockey from his
regular life. They Kissed rautI,r-
ously. sang along with the must
Grams. 1t was marvellous TO he
| where no one knew them. So M,I-
Tory thought, until two hours later
AFTER laying along those sluggish
canals. they were back It the tIocl,
| There the guitar players accept.
cd Carlos generous pay. then
turned TO the girl I'VE heard Won,
concert, Miss Baker. and we shall
near the next one"
! Through surprise she said
Please do. Come back stage"
1hry did. after both the Dec. 2S
| performance and the one on IAN =
they all hut burst with pride he.
cause they were recognized by tho
great Mallory Baker. They did not
Know that she had a facultv for re.
mclnbCrirG faces. also that PatricI;
had pounded into her the Wisdom
Oh iricndlineSs for the poorer Dco-
PIE VINO, in Turn, would r.vc her
more friendlincsS than the higher
classes. Despite her black spanclcd
net TOR tho second concert and sill
yer lame for the last. also entirely
aliierent programs. the singer felt
as II she were living through the
same ritual as she received her
guests. The same flowers. the Same
people. Manuclita at her elbow. tho
Two smiths. Carlos and his parents.
WIN their cordial bu' unpicrcabIc
iriendllncss. as if waiting for some
crisis.
Everything was the sane, cXcen,
that for the last two concerts hcr
manager had not even made an an
H'iN i'i-t'l W dSk NHllti-
clita # she had seen him. Shed
wanted To ask her ever since the
day ManuClita went to TaXco, but
she was too stubborn. So she stood.
smiling. talking and feeling like
some child who had not received a
gift on tho Christmas tree. And she
hadn't received one from Tod Pat
rick. Blast him,
Not only did the concerts seem
identical. but also the Intervening
hours. Bickcring with Prism. Re
hcarsalS with Sandy. Worry over
Richard Blythe and the delay in
experimenting Johann and Wilhelm
Schmidt. TO see them at her con-
certs. light hearted and suavc. en-
ragged Mallory. And those dinners