Show i i GINGER ROGERS with DENNIS JAMES duio W Cort Gladys by SAM WOOD INSTALMENT After nin months with Aunt and Elmer m Kilty fay it to home in and lo the dear old nho hoe been constant companion since her t death many years Kitty it plumping and she and Pop a summer vacation at the Kitty has romantic yearnings which in retrospect the recognises as the musings of CHAPTER I got mixed up winch summer wis it don't Wt went down to several 1 know it ws that summer of we made the embarrassing visit to Cape It was the first time I suffered the big female Nothing to Sunday like everybody else we sat on the boarding house piazza and read the I used to be fascinated by the society notes and wondered how the papers got to know so much about what and Comly or the F. were doing at and Bar At that time Molly Scharf and I were conducting a correspondence In which she played the part of Ritten-house and I was B Cynwyd It was absurd but it was a good writing as would tell me what a time she was ha ing because she and Rosey had to entertain the Prince of Wales and all their hunters had fallen sick and they would have to use their polo ponies to chase the But one day I forgot to cover up an envelope 1 had just addressed to co Miss Molly Thanksgiving Pop happened to sec-it and said What the hell's I explained the and Pop was amused but said not to put names like that on the outside of the letter Some clerk at the post who knew damn well wasn't in Illinois there never was much secret about where the were spending the heated term might put the correct address on it and she'd really gel the letter and he one of the grandest guys in the said hit three boundaries in one against the Gentlemen of England when they were touring He used to be until I taught him how to loosen up when the bowler's arm I never thought was going to be the one that's You the Gentlemen of England used to come over here to play All they come over for now is to pull wool in When I would read out some big Society Page name Pop could always place it his own Reggie maybe wore a mute camellia at the and a foaming mass of white but Pop remembered that he got 56 against Reggie's bowling when Frankford played Merion in a matter of Pop looking up from a foaming mass of Sunday see down at Cape May right I never told but I myself sent that note to the paper saying that Thomas Foyle and his daughter Miss Katharine Foyle were spending the summer at Tide-wood while J. McGregor Foyle was remaining at in Frankford They printed it in South Jersey omitting the allusion to poor Pop thought it was very enterprising of the Ocean View to have sent in our Of course the whole was to send the clipping to Molly it her on a busy campaign to get her name mentioned somehow in the Manitou Argus Only a few days after that Pop was hobbling along Ocean Avenue on his way to the he met driving through to tome yachting at Barnegat Pop was very pleased because Mr gave him a lift to the ordered a whole case of on Pop's brought the old man back to Ocean View in the and invited us down to Cape May for dinner the following That's when I first had the Nothing To Wear It was true it always At a seashore boarding house a kid of fourteen isn't likely to have any Rittenhouse sort of All I had with me was the old straw he'd asked us for 1 could have worn my blue middy and the white linen but for dinner you don't know what they may pull on I didn't know you were going to be that sort of a girl is that sort of a your Germantown blood coming he all we'll go downtown and find That's exactly what we and it was I didn't know and let the old man pick out for me a kind of yellow gauzy thing with blue flowers on Pop called hysteria It was much too old for and My poor little was so proud of showed like everybody's business Of COUl the party turned out to be Sunda evening buffet supper and everybody in outdoor sports just tin exactly correct kind of informality and a colored butler in a white passing mint 1 felt like fool and everybody was so terribly kind it made me feel Also I was ashamed of having used Mis name in fun she saw my trouble and was to A big South Jersey moon came up and we all went down on the at the foot of their lovely as Kosc might have been cast up In the It sure enough something with ice in it Pop took more than he but he had a notable Rosc played up to him with cricket reminiscences and we all sang songs and pretended that the bonfire would keep away the lent me a polo coat to cover my chiffon and as long as we were out in the dark it wasn't so But I thought I'd never get Pop to The chauffeur drove us all the way back to and I know I was cross and South Pop don't need to talk about Bah and We got the greatest air on the Atlantic Even makes my fingers kind of a tingle comes in I I guess now it was probably high blood pressure or It was well on in summer when Pop and I came home I know the blue morning glories were out on the stone wall of the place Griscom Street small and dark after all that sunlight at Those Frankford summers were all pretty much the same Once and a while someone would come and Pop over to Manheim to sec a cricket match at the German-town C C. I'd to sec that he there's a speakeasy end and a asylum the He better stick in the middle lire that Quaker holds I made a chink in the vine so 1 look down from above and c poor old Pop's hand holding his If it was shaking too much I'd go down and talk to Myrtle clothes in from the line and sprinkles them on the big kitchen That was a grand old white as bread from it was the kind the top lifts up and turns it into a settle When the top was down I could rawl underneath when I was small and he hidden on the bench watching people's I remember how fast Mother's used to and the smell of hot You trot to move fast when you're boiling Myrtle's Feel were quite a comical flat shape with the heel sticking out They would forget I was under Once I called out arc colored people's feet such a funny Myrtle was so frightened she dropped the coal scuttle 1 didn't drop that bucket on he funnier yet them's feet Feet tromps out flat in de vine-s ard We used that for It was over in the far end of the kitchen where the little window looked down the side passage Anybody came to the door we could see them before they rang and our Pop Under that window was the old-fashioned the kind where the top raises Mac could make a long arm from the table right into the ice-chest for a bottle of Over by the stove was the the kind you never see any tall curl-over copper That kind of sink was made for Fop the tall curved pipes so as not to break fine china in washing There's a cursing and a creaking of wicker down under the and the clatter of a pipe fallen on the brick I go out and give Pop a hand to up from his Mark Eisen meets Kitty Foyle's two as Ginger as always had a clean pair of his old flannel pants so he'd feel natural round the Usually they asked him to keep score and that tickled him but he he couldn't do it right unless he had flannels on It didn't matter they'd shrunk because he was shrinking When you think back jou can see it don't matter so much what actually happened as what kind of a pattern it leaves in your I helped Myrtle with the and I was awfully proud to do the I'd go round to Frankford Avenue right after breakfast before it got Sometimes afternoons I'd go to the Andrew Carnegie Esq library and try to get interested in a book You could always tell if a book was any good by the way you didn't notice the L rumbling Or maybe I'd iron Mac's shirts for but it was hotter than hell in that little In spite of and the smell of Myrtle in the room it was never dull in that old Pop would be sitting in the wicker chair under the wisteria vine wondering how he could wait until Mac got home to fetch something from the When Myrtle had something on her mind she wanted to get across to but she didn't quite like to say it she'd tell it to me in a way he could hear it I have the ironing board across the washtubs so I can look out the window and get a breath of I hear Myrtle down ole man better git less sociable with He ought to be to encourage on Orthodox Street I take note diere's two ends He'd go through any kind of misery to hobble round the pinch off faded hollyhocks by the back While he was doing that I'd fix him some hot tea and paper-thin slices of brown bread and Butter with bread spread on Myrtle called You tell that black he there's one advantage in being If you can't get whiskey you can always make out with a cup of They both enjoyed and like sensitive people they knew where to Myrtle said once Pop called me I'd be like to walk out and But when he say Black Woman I know m mean it So Pop and I take our cup of tea in the and Myrtle has hers leaning on the washtubs over our and calling down through the Sometimes Lena Mc-Taggart came in about that time of the She wasn't so bad when she was away from Nellie and she brought her mah-jong When I was talking to her of course my mind went back to high school and I'd get a bit mixed up I didn't quite know whether I was an Illinois girl or a Philadelphia Then Mac would come and Myrtle left to look after her own I'd set out supper for the and Pop and Mac and Griscom Street were all my world and good I be Copyright by Clu |