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Show Leopard's Spots New Linen-Look* “CALE GG OHN AND Margaret Leopard and the children moved as far into the North Woods as they could get. They built a small house pretty muchlike the pioneer cabins duplicated in city museums. The Leopards looked like pioneers. John had a heavy beard and a shaggy head of hair Margaret trimmed for him every three weeks with herpreciouspair of scissors. Theylived on game and fish and whatthey could preserve SALE ‘Style 379 — FULL SWING — Get in the ‘swing of things with the NEW TENT-LIKE SHAPE. This sleeveless minute! Orange or turquoise. Style 376 — PRESTO-CHANGE-O — Totally charming sophisticated styling. Gently shaped sleeveless skimmer with roll collar and a Magic Ring. Wear it with its matching pulled = e ss realts, lus postage and handing oe ‘return garment in 10 Gays,it not satisfied. simplicity. Yellow, orange, or white. *Rayon with the look of linen. for the winter from the garden. The kids walked to school in a clearing, and most of the other students were the children of trappers and Indians. Tourists who passed John on oneof his infrequent trips to the village never dreamed he had been a big-city executive. He was, though, until he and Margaret reached the breakingpoint. John had driven into the city from the suburbs. His ulcer was kicking up again and his desk was piled high with problems. Meantime, Margaret had spent the morning chauffeuring the children, fighting her way around a crowded supermarket, arriving at a committee meeting 30 minutes late and finding when she reached home that she'd left the coffee on and burned outthe pot. John was stuck in a packed elevator between the 35th and 36th floors for almost an hour-that evening. When hefinally got on the freeway, an accident tied up traffic for five miles. Then the electrical storm came. John sat in his car and watched the lightning. It cut off the electricity at his home. Margaret couldn’t start dinner; she sat in the dark and cried. That was the night the Leopards made up their minds to move to the woods and live the good life. And there John’s ulcer healed, although he did develop a nagging backache from the unaccustomed physical labor. Margaret lost 15 pounds without dieting, but there was no one to notice her new figure. The children were brown as berries but lonely sometimes. One evening they began remembering the old days. They laughed as they talked about how glad they were to be away from the pressures ofcivilization, And then for a long time they sat silently looking into the fire. A week later when an old friend tried to look them up at their cabin, a trapper hailed him. “You're too late,” he said. “Them folks moved back to the place they was trying to get away from. Must be crazier ’n loons,” John Leopard’s ulcer found him, and now Margaret is taking a weight-control course. The children won't lift a finger unless they get paid for it, and they’ve forgotten how to walk. But the Leopards are deliriously happy. Almost all of the time . . . otmeon Family Weekly, July 9, 1967 |