The Aspermont Star (Aspermont, Tex.), Vol. 38, No. 28, Ed. 1 Thursday, January 23, 1936 Page: 3 of 8
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CHAPTER XVI—Continued
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"Tbenetippost we consider It as not
•saving been said, not having been
•dew, Tonyf the man suggested sim-
ply. after a little pauae.
"Ifyou eoul<V sho stammered, with
the rich color rushing Into her pale
face.
"All right, then. It didn't happen!"
he aald. And Tony went on up to the
•city office In a very vertigo of Joy.
happy todny aa she had boon
wretched yesterday. Two or three
times, while she wns ploughing gal-
lantly through the scattered notes und
•pages that would somehow friune
'themselves Into the sprightly social
page of "Madame la Duchesse" next
'SUnday, she stopped and put her el-
bo,we on the desk and her face Into
her hands for sheer ecstasy.
She had no trouble getting her Sun-
M photographs now. Sometimes It
'amused her to remember with wtmt
a panic of apprehension she had once
faced the necessity of getting them
•every week. It wns all quite simple,
when one knew how; ami Tony did
know how, now. She wns In touch
with all the good photographers; and
whenever they could they helped her
■out, and whenever she could she gave
them credit In the newspaper. When
distinguished strangers came to town
Tony called on them, asked quite
frankly for photographs, and when-
ever any especially significant social
gathering took plnce she went to It
and took her cameraman along. Al-
ways, In her middle right desk drawer,
there were ten or a dozen shiny prints
in reserve. During the week she would
make a selection from them and write
the sentences that gave them their
reason for appearing In her columns.
These scraps of composition, with
-clippings from Eastern papers about
f)allfornlans, notes from her own
•dally column, were all pasted together,
and connected hy chatty little phrases
such as "Speaking of luncheons." or
"By the way. Retry and Joan are both
to be bridesmaids before they are
brides."
It was hack work now. Now and
then she had to stay very late for
one cause or another, stay after most
of the men had drifted away at mid-
night, until Frank Fitch's office was
dark, and only two or three of the
city room reporters remained, and
faithful Ingersoll wns at the Associ-
ated Press desk, and drunken Cold-
berg was the night editor. Tony al-
ways found this experience thrilling:
she felt her hair getting fuzzy and
her face hot; an utter weariness of
words would possess her, yet It was
a wonderful thing to he a part of the
old paper, and have one's share In
putting It "to bed "
In and out of the big hotels, meet-
ing ministers and ambassadors on
their way to and from the Orient, and
writers and actresses and him folk.
In and out of the city hull, getting to
know the mayor, meeting the governor,
known to the presidents of the clubs.
Miss Taft went her tireless and busy
way. All June was busy with Com-
mencement exercises, und the latter
half of December was tilled with Yule-
tlde cheer. Youngsters were coming
home from Kasteru schools, every club
bad a dinner or a tree. Tony, violets
on her shoulder, her cheeks rosy In
the cold air, played tier own part In
all their lives.
"You're so sure of yourself!"
Brendu said admiringly. "You're dif-
ferent. I hardly know you. Tony."
"You're never sure of yourself In
the newspaper game, I'.emly. Anyone
may be out, and anyone may be In. at
a moment's notice."
"You don't have to worry!" I trends
aald In fond pride. She stood with
her bach to the microscopic sink i h
had Just reduced to Immaculate clean-
ness and smiled at her ulster.
A banker's convention was meeting
at Del Monte, near Monterey, anil
Tony bad been sent down to cover
the feminine Interest of the occasion.
She and Breada could be together for
long qalet boors during the three days,
for the busy times for Tony were in
the Iste afternoon and evening, when
fhe hankers came In from meetings
or golf, and aodal activities began.
Brends's small domain was one of
the least expensive apartments. But
Tony somehow found the little At-
water home touching and charming,
For one thing Brenda loved every
Inch of It with an almost solemn d -
votlon. Uer Idolatry of Alvln Included
everything thai concerned him. Quite
simply, and without apology. Breada
put Alvln's lightest wish above all
other considerations and obligations.
Aunt Meg was not to come down snd
visit them because "my dear, he says
eld ladles get him nervous." Itrends
was not going t« a hospital in July;
"Oh, It Jnat coats money, snd you
hare to have nurse*, and their meals,
and I can get some good old Meal-
rsn woman In and have It without the
slightest trouble hare. Alvln «orrleu
ae about money, snd I don't want thla
fesby of mine to begin by burdening
him."
"Well all adore It!" Tony said,
and Brenda. smiling at ber with a
fact already a little drawn and pale.
«ld gratefully. -Ah. I *< •
lo these daya Tony felt much older
than Brenda. Iler life moved In wider
channels than the peaceful ones that
Brenda knew now; the cheerful buy-
ing of half a pound of butter, half a
dozen eggs, the thrifty hoarding of
the cut lemon, the cut onion. Brenda's
evenings were apent talking with Al-
vln, listening to the radio, working
out the crossword puzzle In the eve-
ning paper.
The older sister's complete absorp-
tion In her new role made Tony feel
oddly lonely. She had no part In
Rrenda's life now, much as they loved
each other, much as they loved to he
together. lirenda wns only a back-
ground for Alvln. and Alvln felt for
his handsome, successful young sis-
ter-in-law only the rather nervous lik-
ing of a busy and worried young dor-
tor toward the person closest, after!
himself, to his wife. Ton.v wns smartly
dressed, successful; perhaps Alvin At-
water was a little more conscious of
Uremia's tiredness and paleness, the
flatness of Uremia's purse, the Inevita-
bility of dishwashing and hedmuklrig
for Brenda. « hen Ton.v was by.
On a hot February day. the last of
the convention, they took their lunch
down to the shore of Pebble P.each
and lay talking on a warm strip of
sand that lay between the rocks.
"Yoii go up tonight, Tony? All, It's
been so delicious bavins yon, even
for this long," Uremia said. "You've
done me—I can't tell yon how much
good! I was sort of dragging ahout.
and I didn't seem to have any ambi-
tion about Inge's clothes, and you've
braced me so wonderfully. I knew
you would' And tell Cliff, ami tell
darling Aunt Meg—"
She was full of messages for thorn
all. But Tony knew that she and Al-
vln only asked of them. Just now, to
be let alone. They had lost liendv
for a while; they were all eclipsed
by the figure of Alvln. But she would
come hack.
"Oh, my dear, we forgot to look np
Doctor Vanderwnll at C'armel!" she
exclaimed suddenly.
"We could do It this afternoon!"
Brenda said, stricken
"We could not This Is too nice!"
But after a moment Tony reconsid-
ered it. "Perhaps I should," she said
reluctantly. "Ituth Is sure to feel hurt
If I don't!"
CHAPTER XVII
They had nad their lunch now, snd
the little basket that had held eggs
and cookies snd lettuce sandwiches
was empty. The sun was heating
down steadily; there was shelter,
down here In this little Ingle of beach,
and a sense of security and protec-
tion.
Brenda said on a long yawn: "I.et's
do It; let's be decent. We can go
home by way of Carmel ami look him
up."
"All right." Tony dropped her head
on ber arms again.
"Does he like yon?"
"Madly. If we (Ind him at home
you'll see."
"Well," Brenda protested laughing,
pleased with the Idea, "he probably
doesn't display It In company."
"Oh, but that's Just what he does."
"Had be asked you?"
Brenda asked It a little self con
sclously, and Tony, looking up quickly,
laughed with a suddenly Unshed face.
"Ite—peatedly. In company and out.
Always."
"And you don't like him?"
"I admire him enormously. I think
he's splendid, lie's tall aud fair and
full of fun—he's nice."
"Not reliable?"
"As reliable as death 1 lie's young."
Tony said. "But he's going to he
one of our Best Known Americans—
with capitals, Bendy."
"Then, why? No money."
"As a matter of fact, he has money.
After he'd sent me enough violets and
orchids to sink the Bremen, I asked
Until, lie's rich. At least, to our way
of thinking lie Is."
"lines he know you're down here?"
"I'm not sure, lie goes skimming
about from Monturn to Ijigtinu—hunt-
ing rock parasites, I believe It Is. lie
sent me a frightful Bngllsli magazine
with an article In It about the para-
sites of Kennebunkport or some-
thing."
Ilrenda was silent 'or a long while.
Then she said simply
"You're not happy, are you. Tony?"
"I ought to be," Tuny temporized.
"I try lo he. Sometimes, when I look
hack no the old days." she said, "and
remember how young we were, and
how poor we were, and yet how we
used to Isttgh and carry on and sins
"It aeema so contraryJ It's Just life.
I suppose," ahe added as Brenda
watching ber Intently, did not speak.
"Tony, may I ask you something}"
"Ask away, Bendy."
"la It Barney r
For a minute Tony stared at her
alster la amaaement; Mien her Color
came rushing hark, ami ahe burst into
laughter.
"Harney Kerr! flood heavens I"
"Well, ell* aald he heard he waa
going to be married."
"And eo be la, aad the girl batea
ma as the siren who wracked hie life
Tony aald amusedly, looking very hand-
some In her thin white frock, with
a white hat on her dark hair, aad
her akin all the browner by contraat.
"She'll apell the life out of him. And
ahe has money, and that'a what hla
mother wanted. He'll be all right!"
"Then If It Isn't Barney, who Is ItT
It Isn't this doctor," Brenda mused.
Tony was silent for a apace lying fac-
ing her alster with her elbows planted
In the sand, aud her cliln In her
palms.
"Is It who I think It Is. Tony?"
Brenda said, verv low.
"I guess so."
Brendu was silent for a while. Then
she said;
"I'oes he know?"
"Yep," Tony answered briefly.
"Tony, she doesn't know!"
"of, of course not, of course not,"
Tony said Impatiently. "There's noth-
ing to know', anyway. I broke down—
the night you were married. It hap-
pened to lie, and blubbered out some,
tlilng—I don't know what, and a day
or two later he said we would act as
If It had never been—and that's all
there is to It!"
"You mean." Brenda said, troubled,
"that he pretended—tried to pretend
that there was nothing to It, that you
must Just forget It?"
"What else. In heaven's name, could
he do?" Tony's tone was one of life-
less patience.
Brenda was silent; watching snd
pondering.
"I think you're being a tremendous
sport."
"I'm trying to be Noblesse oblige
something, I suppose." Tony said, in
a bored voice. "No girl has a right
L
For a Minute Tony Stared at Her
Sister In Amazement.
to like a married man, and If she
does, the sooner she gets out the
better."
"You don't go to their house any
more?"
"Now and then. But I don't often
see him there."
"But then—" Brenda began, wlm an
eloquent spread of her hands "What's
going to happen';"
"Nothing," Tony answered briefly.
She got up, anil took the basket, and
walked toward the car. Brenda fill
lowed her; spoke again timidly,
"Does It—It must!—get easier?"
"No." Tony aald. "It'll never get
easier. I'll never get over it."
They drove for a while in silence.
"Where you going, Bendy?"
"Well, aren't we going down to «ee
Doctor Vunderwull's place?"
"Oh, I forgot. Isn't It pretty late?"
Brendu answered the question with
a not her.
"You really don't like him, do you?
— Here he Is!"
Here he was, In the busy Utile
straggling main street of Carmel; his
big arms lull of bundles front the gro-
cery, his round fair face shining with
pleasure In the fnll Unlit of the de
SC'ending sun. Brendu saw him turn
bin hla purchases into his own parked
car. and come np to Tony'a side of
the car, and rest his folded arm* there
us he talked. What he was thinking
was In hla blue eyes; that all the
world waa Just thla one slender girl
with a white bat on dark hair and a
brown hand lying el«w*> to his.
"Tony 1" he aald. "Ye gods, what
luck;" Brenda, glancing sldewlse at
her sister, saw that Tony was looking
her loveliest; her dark blue eyes close
to hla own. "Where are you gut*
going?" Joe demanded, "Have you
time to come down aad see the place?"
"I thought yon told me that It was
in a mess. Joe, and you wanted na to
get the whole overwhelming effect at
the house warming?"
Ah. well. I dld—al., well, i an."
he said, laughing confusedly. They
were talking alone now, for aome
woman had com- up oh the driver'*
able cf the car to talk to Brenda
"I'm talking to you. Teuy." Joe aald
wonder I Bgty. "HI yw-te tha teak!"
Tony lowered ber laahea, ber llpa
crinkling.
"la that so exciting? I have to go
back tonight I'm really on ay way
now."
"!<et me—no. 1 can't," Joe aald, re-
membering. "I'm taking poor Allen—
the fellow who has the place nexl to
mine, you know, to the hospital to-
night. They're having a bad time—
two kids, and he's got thla bone rot,
or whatever It Is, and I promised I'd
go over and get him, after dinner, and
take hint to Wataonvllle. She's got
a brother who's a doctor there,"
"Joe. you're good. You're always
doing such kind things!"
"When are you going to do one—
Just a little, casual one?"
"There you go."
"1 know. I Ktild I wouldn't, didn't
I? But think of It. Tony. You and
me, shopping here at the I'lggly, and
then driving home with chops and as-
paragus and honey for your biscuits?"
"I do think of it. Joe," Tony said,
very low. After a moment she went
on: "Suppose you liked some splen-
did woman worth three of me. .toe.
only yon never could net her? Would
you leave tiie for her?"
The blood rushed up under his fair
skin.
"I couldn't, I suppose. It's like that,
of course."
"It's like that." And now the blue
eyes were raised, looked full Into his
own. "So you see, then." said Ton.v.
"So I see then. I suppose," he said
after a moment, shrugging. When
Brenda turned around they were hot.li
laughing, and Tony •••as saying of Joe's
oceanside farm: "It must be simply
disgusting!"
But afterward, when she was sav-
ing good-hy In Brenda's little apart-
ment. she was serious again. Brenda
liad shyly detained her, a thin hand
on Tony's shoulder, and had asked:
"Do you—do you imagine lie's un-
happy too. Tony?"
"I.arrv," Ton.v had said rather than
asked "I don't know." Tony rested
her head against Brenda's temple, like
a tired child "I love you, Bendy."
she said. "You're sweet. Don't think
I'm a fool, playing with lire, thinking
It's smart to fall in love with the boss.
I hate It. I didn't want It to be this
way."
"There must lie some way out!"
Brenda said desperately.
"There Isn't any way out. Bendy
darling."
Tony kissed her and left her there,
(letting Into the our, entering once
more upon the life that was so espe-
cially her own. the life of newspaper
gossip and newspaper work. Tony felt
In a wistful f,ort of fashion that she
had never loved Brendii quite as much
as she loved her how, or been so alien-
ated from her.
It was eleven o'clock at night when
she and the other reporters reached
the city oillce to report their task
done; Greeny was there, grudgingly
content with what they had sent In;
nobody else was there except a few
stragglers, and poor Neverton, entire-
ly unconscious and sprawled on Ills
desk. Tony went home to find her
aunt alert and Interested, and man
aged to report the major details re-
garding Brenda and llrenda's husband
and Brenda's home before collapsing
exhaustedly between the clean straight
sheets and snapping off the light.
And then again, as darkness and
pence ami rest shut down upon her,
the slow pictures of memory began
to revolve: I .a try In his oltlce, l-arry
coming down to the cltv room for n
busy moment : I.arrv overrented and
deep In conversation with men In the
elevator; limb's drawing roon. With
the wood lire and the teacups, and
the photographs on the table and
bookshelves, and |lo> scent of toast,
mill l.arry coming rosy and cold to
the doorway to say. "No, no, thank*'
I'm going to have a shower and
change before dinner."
lie always said that now, when he
found Tony there, or made some ex-
cuse not to Join her and liutli. And
for that reason Tony went as seldom
as she could, went to Hut li s house
only when Itnth's Imitations were
so pressing that to deellue them might
have been to arouse suspicion.
Once, quite unexpectedly, Ituth said:
"Ton.v, you like l.arry?"
"I adore him." Tony said simply,
with a laugh and a Hush.
"You two don't see each other as
much aa you did "
"lie'* my boss now, Ruth, lie's the
biggest man in the idliee- Danielson'y
rone, and ArnoMson's sb-k half the
time. I can't get any with l.arry any
more."
• i h. If tTinl « tlie reason." Ituth
wan satlnfled Ah.vtblng that acgran
dlzed her I.arrv was understandable
to her.
Bin *be had quarrel with Tony,
nevertheless With much archness arid
much kindly and even slightly con
descending pleasure Ituth had ae
f-eptpj the alt na I Inn hetwwn Tony an I
her nephew .!<* Vanderwnll Joe
waa of the same lineage aa herself;
he waa hrllllnnt. aneeessful. lovable,
and he had mesne. All these things
wee* ntremelv important to Ruth. t«
whow Xmt wa« still naiumlly merely
the elevar and fascinating reporter
to nkaw «*thar had give* Mr Aral
hand aome coat, and the tale of whoaa
family's delightful makeahlft aad
emergencies had opened to the belreea
an unexplored aectlon of life.
But If Joe liked Tony, and Joe made
no aecret of the fact that ha did,
Ituth was enchanted with the Idea
that ahe aud Lurry would presently
have thla younger couple like a little
sister und brother to oversee and ad-
vise and help. Her first astounded
criticism of Tony had come when the
changed uttitude of the other three
had revealed to her the unwelcome
truth that somehow things were not
going right between Tony and Joe.
"I think she has a good cheek. I
really do!" Ituth said in amazement
to l.arry. "Tony surprises lue. She
appears to be the type that Just nat-
urally doesn't fall In love."
"She gets a great kick out of her
work." l.arry, scraping Ids cliln with
a bony brown hand after shaving, an-
swered mildly.
"Work nonsense! Where'll her work
get her In a few more years? There'a
no real future for a girl In newspaper
work, and she certainly Isn't going
on into writing. She sa.vs herself she
has no Imagination."
"She has lots of imagination."
"D'you think so, Ijirr.v?"
"<lh, yea. She hasn't got It Into
line, that's alt. I wish to heaven I
had her Imagination." l.arry aald. "She
puts .something Into life, I don't
know what It Is — glamour — some-
thing."
"Well. 1 think she's a dear, and
I think she's most amusing sometimes,
although perhaps she rather overdrte*
It and makes things funny at ttie ex-
pense of the truth," Ituth was begin-
ning guardedly, when l.arry cut In
healthily.
"That's the thing exactly. She add*
glniuoiiri 'flint's all I meant Ity say-
ing she has imagination. Now, yon,
Ituth. If you tell me a thing today it*
just as you told It ten years ago.
Tonv never tells a thing twice alike"
"I in afraid perhaps I call that
truth." Itnth suggested, with a prim
little cough "And I"in afraid that I'm
old-l'ashloneii enough to think It's irn-
porta lit."
l.arry had heard this tone before,
had been In this little predicament be-
fore. Tying his tie. looking at: hi*
wife through the high mirror of hi*
chest of drawers, he said:
"She hasn't got sense enough to see
what a chance she has with Joe. lie*
so big he can afford to act like a fool
how and then, and Tony's Just dumb
enough to think that means he is a
fool."
"She Is dumb In some ways." Ituth
said affectionately. In a mollified voice.
And then curiously: "l.arry, do you
think It could be some one else?"
"You mean with Tony?"
"Yes; down In the otllce. I menn. Do
you suppose that there's someone
else?"
"Ila!" l-arry said, in the tone of one
thinking.
"I'll bet you there Is. For one
thing, she nets like a jfirl In love."
"I don't know who It could be,"
l.arry -aid, arranging a handkerchief
In lils breast pocket. "Come but and
watch rite have my breakfast."
"I'm going to have some, too." Ituth
said, putting her feet nut of the lux-
urious nest of satin comforters and
lace pillows from which she had been
watching him.
• ••••••
That same day. at three o'clock in
the afternoon, Tony's desk telephone
rang In all the other din of the lily
otllce, and Tony, answering it, heard
l.arry ,« voice.;
"Tony? I'm glad 1 caught you.
Could you come upstairs for a min-
ute?"
The stars and Catharine wheels of
opalescent light had settled * lit- !
tie. but her voice was uneven as she [
■aid : "Homing." Sin- w ent Into Larry's j
own srincinm. niagnllleeut now In j
leal her chairs and soft gray-brown
eucalyptus walls
era in: c,oyrisut:i>,'
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widow no less than « married wom-
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husband s Christian name, or hi* nana
and another Initial, engraved on hei
cards. She is Mrs John Hunter 'Cither
ington Smith, hut she is never Mr*.
Sarah Smith; ut least, not anywhere In
good society. In business sed legal
matters e woman Is necessarily ed
tressed by her own Christian name
because she uses It In her SlgriBtiir*
But no one should ever address nn en-
velope. eveept from s bank or s lew-
ver's otllce, 'Mr* Sarah Smith.'" Aa
to the signature, Mr*. Cost declares "«
married woman should slwnys sign a
letter to « stranger, s bank, business
Arm. etc., with her baptismal name,
and add. In parenthesis, her maHM
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Hudspeth, Hylton F. The Aspermont Star (Aspermont, Tex.), Vol. 38, No. 28, Ed. 1 Thursday, January 23, 1936, newspaper, January 23, 1936; (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth126931/m1/3/?q=%22%22~1: accessed July 11, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; crediting Stonewall County Library.