The Omaha guide., 1946-06-22

SlILi just a hard working woman
we talked for some time. and 7
must confess it, I was doing mosf
OF the talking, because 1 was fell
Ing her about India. the Ledo
Road, the Indians, and the wav
they existed.
! AS | babe her goodbye I keut
thinking of that phrase There /.
really nothing to write about mel.
1 thought about her HUSBAND
about her son, Streeter. and her
daughter, Mrs. Davis. L Thought
about the twenty-five years hal
she had spent in beauty work. i
thought about all the times she
had invited me to have dinner and
| Was too bashful to accept until
her husband almost had to hold
me to get me to eat. 1 know that
Ii her life there must have beer
some struggle, some tears. but I
can only pray to u God, that
my lie will be lived as well.
Yes, | was tired. because it was
seven o'clock in the morning. ana
L couldn't sleep, so ] decided I'm
take a walk down Twenty-fourth
Street. The missu5 was asleep bug
she could have been taking, ss
l lightly kissed her on her cheek.
uptoed down the steps, and out in
to the bright morning sun.
"A cup of coffee should do me
some good, I-said to myself. So
1 walked down to Neals's Cafe.
watching the people on the street
car as they Journeyed to work so
early in the morning.
Before I entered the cafe, I could
hear the music box sounding off
Some singer was singing Hey Ba
A Re Ba' on the record that was
playing.
Miss Evelyn Valentine. one of
the cafes most efficient and cha
rming mattresses, greeter me with
q cheerful good morning..
Il see you r feeling good this
morning. You must have lust
come on duty?" I asked.
Certainly not, answered she.
Il have been working since IL
o'clock last night.
l felt ashamed as I said MAY L
have a cup of coffee 2" Looking
around and seeing others who
were eating bacon and eggs, pan
cakes, and the many other fun
breakfasts, and I began to Won
der why 1 did not have an appe-
tite for them this morning.
Mrs. Hortense Johnson, q very
good friends of mine, came Up to
me, a little surprised at seeing me
so early in the morning, and what
90 you think she said. Mrs. John
son, in a soft tone, said Been out
all night Lawrence.
That ended it all. Just because I
come down the street and look
like I feel is no reason that mA
good friends should think that no
one could look like I did unless
he had been out all night. / said,
mo, Mrs. Johnson, I couldn't
sleep, that is ALL
I couldn't tell for sure if she
l.ieved me or not, and as T
finished my coffee. paying the
young lady who waited on me, she
quietly gave me my change, as
she hummed the music that was
playing on the record, and the IT,
tie of the record was "SNEAKING
OUT.
The Whole Towns Talking
has been duly presented, and [
have been duly convinced that
I'm no Fonda or F. Taylor. Be
tween cues and ad-libs. l met a
very charming young lady who
seemed to sympathize with my ef-
forts. Although her talented mo-
ther was up on the stage, and
doing a good job if it too. this
young lady still did not want to-
be an actress.
Miss Beverly Ann Madison, age
II next birthday, and as pretty
as any girl aged twelve can be
sat quietly, while her mother was
performing.
What do you want to be when
you grow?", 1 asked.
Il want to be a stenographerT,
she answered.
"A stenographerl Do you want
to work for a doctor, lawyer, or
business man., asked 1.
1T doesn't make any difference.
just so L am a stenographer'. she
answered.
What school do you attendg~
I asked.
i 60 to Howard Kennedy, she
answered.
"And what studies do you Ike
best I asked.
II like history and geography
the best?" she answered.
What are your hobbies and re-
creation after school ?'', asked L
Most of all I like to ride my
bicycle, and then I like to play the
piano. I have always liked mnsac
I would like to learn to swim, anna
I guess I will sometime, she
answered.
ION stage, somebody yelled X
frowned because it was my time
| To make-belieVe again. I.