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Show Longed for the Moon and Got It The Weekly Short Storv Bv CYNTHIA BLAIR traitor. He thought she was likely to take one of those trips thought she had money euough. And she was deceiving hlra I He'd never have thought so if she hadn't been wearing that suit her cousin bad given her, an expensive suit Emily was fascinated. She stayed . half an hour, talking with him. Wonderful! He must have made the trip himself several times, since be knew so much about all those enchanted en-chanted places! She asked him finally how many times he bad made It Then came a confession. He'd never taken It at all I "But I'm so crazy about travel that I'd rather work here for less money than I could get somewhere else, just to be In touch with what I want to do," he told her. "Longing "Long-ing for the moon that's what I'm doing at present, I guess." "Oh, me tool" cried Emily, forgetting for-getting that she was supposed to be a young woman with money who could take a trip around the world If she wanted to do it "I'm crazy to travel, but I can't afford It" It was a short step then to the rest of her story. They were old friends when Emily left the office with an armful of fascinating booklets book-lets under her arm. She hurried to the cheap little restaurant and was half through luncheon, hardly knowing what she ate, when a friendly voice said, "Do you mind if I sit here?" It was the young man from the travel office. She was delighted to see lilm. He slid Into the chair across from her, and they began their conversation 'Just where they'd left off. He walked back to her office building with her, and when he said good-by he bad asked If he might come to see her, and she had salJ yes. He came that evening to the dingy rooming house, and they sat in the parlor and talked eagerly. When he left they bad decided to join a French class, an inexpensive one that Emily knew about you really have to speak French if you wanted want-ed to travel I That was In December. It was February when they discovered that tlrey both wanted something else even more than they wanted to travel. The something else was each other. Even though they couldn't afford to marry, they could be in love a luxury richer people than they could not afford. And then one day the moon fell into their laps. He came rushing to Emily In the cheap little restaurant res-taurant "What do you think?" he cried. "It's come. I'm promoted." They're going to send me with one of the cruises, the Mediterranean one; somebody always goes, to act as head man for the company take charge of the people who go on the trip, you know, see that they have a good time on shipboard, that they all go ashore as they should oil that Sort of courier, you know. I'll be sailing next week." "Oh, how wonderful," cried Emily. Em-ily. "Yes and the best part of it Is that I'll be given a raise, and can take my wife," he added. "Come on give up your Job and let's go buy that trunk we saw for sale yesterday, yes-terday, longing for the moon has brought it to us." i (fQ. McClnre Nwnper Syndicate.) (WNU Servient j IT WAS a cold, rainy day; one of those days that are hard to endure en-dure even when your life is perfectly per-fectly satisfactory. And Emily Eaton's life was so far from being satisfactory that it didn't give her the least bit of hope when she left her office at noon and faced the prospect of walking through the rain to the noisy, crowded restaurant restau-rant which was the best eating place she could afford at that time. She had a job, not a very good one, and one that didn't pay her very well ; she reminded herself quite frequently that she was lucky to have any position at all, in an effort to appreciate It And she had a home that Is, she bad a room In a large, uncomfortable, . badly-run rooming house. Those weren't the things that really bothered her, however. She could have endured them. The trouble trou-ble was that Bbe wanted big things. She wanted to travel to go around the world, to see Egypt and India and Japan, Hawaii and Singapore and the Malay straits! She might as well have longed for the moon, she told herself, as she walked along the grimy streets that day. And then the moon faced her, so to speak, in the shape of a large window full of travel booklets booklets advertising trips to the West Indies, to Europe, to Panama, trips that took you clear around the world. There was a blackboard on which were written the temperatures tempera-tures of various enchanted places that day. There were pictures of people going in bathing, playing tennis, doing all the delightful summertime sum-mertime things. Emily boldly opened the door beside the window and walked into . the travel company's office. "I I want to ask about your round-the-world tours," she told the young man behind the nearest desk. He was delighted to tell her all about the round-the-world cruise. Sailing from New York on January 1& or she could join the ship later in San Franclscco if she didn't care to go through the Panama canal. Living on the ship was just like being be-ing in a wonderful botel. "Yes, of course; very comfort- able," Emily agreed, feeling like a |