Reprisal At Breakfast
A Broken Romance Is Patched Up
By Phil Between His Two Best
Friends And Providence Helps
FRANCES watched the door
every time It opened. Oh. she
illdn't watch It so anyone else
.vould notice, hut I've known Fran
so long I could tell. She looked
especially lovely that evening, as
though sho taken oven more care
than usual with her appearance.
Lovely, but, It seemed to me, a
little out of character. There
were a lot of things much more
Important to Fran than clothes
Probably nobody else noticed that
anything was wrong. But yon see.
I grew up with Fran. I nursed her
through grammar school, was an
noyed by her tagging along every
where I went when I reached the
seventh and eighth grades, saw her
through high school, and watched
hdr fall In love with Danny Rold.
I know Fran as well as anyone
can possibly know another. I
count her among my dearest
friends. That's why I hated so to
see her hurt.
Frances Arnold moved to our
block when I was In the fourth
grade. Sho came to school one
morning, a skinny, long-legged
child with a mop of reddish
brown curly hair and big dark
eyes, all dancing and merry. I'd
had Instructions from the family
to stop by her house and take her
to school the first day. Of course,
at my age I hated the idea of
taking a girl to school and some
how managed to avoid it. I. was
afraid of being kidded by my
classmates, So the first time I .
saw Fran was at recess. She was
standing In one corner of the yard
looking wistful, and In spite of
the fact that she was tall for her
age, very small and pathetic.
Braving the scorn of the gang, I
asked her to Join us In a game
of Prisoner's Base. From that day
on through grammar school I had.
a slave. Oh, she was fiery when
she wanted to be, and often
enough her eyes would flash and
she would announce that I was
the most horrid boy In school and
that she would have nothing more
to do with me.
But wo always got over our
little rows and during my senior
year at high school I fell faintly
In love with her. She played a
swell game of tennis, swam like
a professional, loved horseback
riding and was a good dancer. By
that time she was quite grown
up. Tall and slender, she had 'the
loveliest figure I've ever seen.
Long and strong and graceful.
Her hair had calmed down a bit
but her eyes danced as merrily
as ever. I took hor to our school
games and dances and kissed hor
very bashfully a few times and
then went off to college.
Wo got through the puppy lovo
stago nicely and began exchang
ing lottors Just friendly letters
very adult and serious ones, we
thought I'd discuss at great
length what I was going to do
with my life and sho'd send back
pages of advice. Once In a while
hor letters would got very seri
ous, Sho unloadad all her trou
bles on me. Sho fell in love three
times, I rcmenibor, the year when
she was seventeen. Each time hor
heart was broken. But she man
ngod to recover In amazingly
ahort periods and go back to her
games and dancing and picnick
ing and swimming. So I never
worried much over her love life.
Wo'd soon one another a lot
during vacations. We swam and
danced and skied anil rode. A '
swell sport. I rcmcmbor one day
we were cantering along In the
hills back of tho country club. -Fran
was riding along the trail
ahead of me. All of a sudden sho
sort of reeled and the next thing
I knew she was crumpled up on
tho ground, very palo ami com
pletely uni-onsleious. She'd struck
hor head on a low hanging
branch. I was scared to death but
Fran took It llko a Spartan. Tlint
was tho way things wero with us.
Junior year I Invited her up for
our big football game. I was
rooming with Danny Held, cap
tain of tho tonin and my best
friend. It was to be a festive
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PAGE SIX
week-end luncheons at the house,
the game, dancing and so forth.
Fran arrived on Friday, the even
ing before the game. I didn't have
a car then. Dad had got some
screwy notion in his head that ah
autoinobilo would take my mind
off my studios, or something and
didn't rolont until Senior year. So
Danny and I went down to the
station to meet Fran, went In his
car.
The train was loaded with girls
and old grads and mothers and
fathers and rooters. The platform
was Bwarming with people down
meeting thorn. Danny and I stood
around and finally picked Fran
out of the crowd. She was looking
her best, gay and excited, all set
for the biggest wcok-ond of her
short life. We got her bag and
I shouted her name at Danny and
Danny's at her and that had to
do for an Introduction In all that
bustle and confusion. That's an
other thing I always liked about
Fran. Have you ever noticed how
much stuff girls always have to
cart around? I mean at dances,
someone Is always asking you to
hold a handbag, or keep a lipstick
In your pocket or something. But
Fran Is different, which practi
cally makes her a super woman.
That week-end, I remember, she
had one large bag That was all.
And yet, It seems to me, she had .
on a different outfit for every oc
casion. I didn't have time to notice
much of anything until we finally
got under way. Then I noticed
that Danny, who was a good
driver; Just missed two carloads
of our friends, the curb and a
telegraph polo. He and Fran were
sort of gazing into one another's
eyes in that goofy way. I was
tickled to death and couldn't
Imagine anything better than my
two best friends going for one
another.
There was an Informal dance at
the house that night. Of course
Danny didn't go on account of
having to play the next day.
"How do you llko Dan?" I
asked. I'd told her all about him
In my letters so sho knew ho was
the campus hero and, surprisingly
enough, very modest about it
almost bashful. But Fran wasn't
committing herself, even to me.
"Ho's very attractive. I like
him."
We saw Danny a few minutes
before tho game. It was perfect
football weathor and a swell
game. I didn't have much tlmo to
notice Fran particularly but every
tlmo I glanced at hor she scorned
to be following one player with
her oyes.
After tho game 1 didn't see
much of her. That night I took
her to tho dance and she really
looked swell. But there I lost her.
"All Children Lie" But
By Paula Norton
II i.LL CHILDREN LIE." So
says Sldonic Matsnor Gru
enberg, director of Child Study
Association of America.
Surely, this is Indeed a pretty
brond statement. There Is a dif
ference between a downright lie
with intent to deceive, and a "lib"
concocted to make life more
glamorous. A child's standards of
truth are not all the same as an
adults And truly most children
often find an unlrulli far nioro
convenient than the cold fact.
They must ho taught the differ
ence Some children lie before they
aro old enough to talk. Wo may
call It pretending, but It is acting
an untruth. Any bright baby soon
learns that he can get a lot of at
tention by setting up distress sig
nals. When the young hopeful
craves company he simply storts
yelling . . the same yell he uses
when he is really In pain. Mania
comes running to tho "rescue"
and tho llttlo pretender soon
lenrns that he gets as much at
tention when he fnkes or pretends
as he gets when a safety pin has
slipped Its catch.
Just why children Ho is a ques
tion thnt has many answers.
It Is necessary to be under
standing about a child's lies and
to place tho proper amount of Im
portance on the particular lies of
a particular child. Ihcro are
many different types of lies and
a parent should lake Into consid
eration the motive for the He and
tho Individual traits of each
young "fibber"
One form of lying is the re
treat from reality ... It was so
with Marlon This little twelve-
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KONDON'S NASAL JELLY
Plain tphaalrlrM
"I Built a Very Bad Fire One
She and Danny were together
every chance they could get. Of
course, I put on a long face and
gave her the devil for her bad
manners 7I mean I took her to
the dance and she hardly looked
at me. She didn't mind a bit. I
made absolutely no impression on
her. That's what an old friend
'gets. I was left at the dance with
out a girl. Luckily Dan had gone
stag or I'd have had a "woman
scorned" on my hands.
Along about midnight Dan ap
proached me with pleading In his
eyes: '
"Come on, Phil. Be a good egg.
You haven't any heart Interest in
Fran. Why don't you Just fade
and I'll take care of her for the
rest of tho evening."
"Sure," I answered. I like Fran
a lot but I thought she had fallen
for Danny and wanted to be with
him so I was willing to clear the
coast for hor. As a matter of fact,
I know she "wont for him In a
big way." But when I suggested
that she might prefer that I sort
of fade out of the picture she
came back with a flat "No." I
confess I don't understand women
"not even Fran. But I suppose
she had some idea of hot letting
him be sure of her right away in
order to keep tils interest. So I
stayed and it was a damn dull
evening after about one o'clock. I
drifted aimlessly about. People
wore disappearing into the garden
or sitting around on porch swings
or dancing over and over with the
sanio person. Once in a while I'd
get a dance with Fran, who was
very popular, and the rest of the
time stood around smoking and
drinking a little more than usual.
Finally tho party broke up and
we all went down to Joe's and had
year-old Is a special friend of
mine who tolls "tall talcs." One
day sho is going to have a grand
birthday party, the next day her
aunt has sent her a new silk dross,
blue beads have Just arrived from
her rich uncle In Now York, etc.
When Marlon imparts this
thrilling Information, the light of
prideful possession shines from
her blue eyes and sho Is all un
mindful of her shabby clothes.
Her home life is a drab affair
where the bare noccssitles of life
me im iu cumo uy.
Ono day, when she had come to
the doleful gurgle of the last drip
in an ice-cream soda straw I said,
"Marlon, most of tho things you
tell about your uncle in New
York and all, are Just nmke-be-licvo,
aren't they?"
I tried to make her feel that
we were sharing a Joke and that
sho had not meant to deceive. She
crumbled the empty straw and
looked up at me with wide frank
eyes.
"No," sho said, "they're lies."
Before I could recover sho
added, "f like to tell lies."
"Why "
"Because It makes things nioro
fun than the real things that hap
pen." THIS Is no uncommon form of
lying In any dull and color
less life, in the child or adult
world. Such lies make for glamor
and cxcltmont . . . the richer life.
Tho boast ot an Imaginary silk
dress that awaits an imaginary
birthday party, makas a -shabby
little girl more Interesting to her
school-yard playmates. There is a
need, a great heed in such a
child's life.
Among very small children, tf
they are Imaginative at all, there
Is a world of fancy. When a small
boy tells his mother he has Just
shot a Hon In the hack yard, that
mother would hardly be Justified
in punishing him for lying. After
all a child of five might very eas
ily Imagine he DID shoot a lion.
Such a day-dream is not a con
scientious Ho. This Is no time to
s FIVE
That Smoked and Choked People
Gang look Ihings
scrambled eggs and so to bed.
I never did see Fran alone af- .
ter that. Dan was with us every
where wo went. We took our
lunches and went on a long tramp
in the woods.
Dan was sort of a "nature
lover," liked the great outdoors
and sports and all that He and
Fran fat on a log fating and
Danny was begging her to write
to him when she got home He
was completely sunk by that time
and she was going down for the
third time. You could see it In her
eyes. I've never seen anyone look
30 happy.
That evening we took Fran
down to the train. The last thing
I heard her say was:"
"Yes. I will. I promise."
So my mail began to fall off
and Danny's Increased. He spent
hours writing to her. And then he
began to drop subtle hints about
remembering Valleyville (that
was my home town) and how he'd
like to see It again. Then he an-
nounced, oh very pathetically, that
his family would bo away over
the Christmas holidays so he
guessed ho would stay on at
school. A dismal prospect. Finally
I couldn't bear his mooning
around any longer and did what
I'd been planning to do all along
invite him to stay with me over
tho holidays. We did have a grand
time. '
After Christmas 1 didn't return
home until summer I was pretty
busy that semester. I had a cou
ple of units to make up that I
wanted to take and was pretty
weak In one of , my science
courses so I spent a good deal
of tlmo In the library. Danny was
in different classes and, though
we were friendly as ever, we
That Is Easily Corrected
make him "lie-conscious." As he
grows older ho will gradually'
come to know the difference be
tweon a fact and an imagined .
happening. It is simple enough
to explain to him that it is fine
to imagine things, but they must
not bo told as If they were "real."
Embellishing the truth, is an
other form of lying common to ,
many children. Their exaggera
tions often come from their desire
to make things appear as they
would like them to be.
Some children will lie to 'the
people they fear or do not like
when they would not think of
lying to those they love or trust.
A child must feel as much
friendly sympathy in his parents
and teachers as he does In those
friends he fools are understand
ing. He will lie to his parents for
fear they might make a fuss If
ho told them the truth, for no
child likes a "scone." All pf
which proves how Important It Is
that a child have parents and
teachers who Inspire confidence
, , parents and teachers ho will
admire and want to please.
A MOST dangerous form of
lying, Is the falsehood told
to cover someone else's wrong do
ing. I once witnessed a trial In a
Juvenile Court which revealed
such a case.
A mother, filled with hatred for
the neighbors she felt were
"against her" committed a crime
of malicious mischief. Her fourteen-year-old
daughter "confes
sed" and was tried. Stoically she
maintained her guilt and was fac
ing a sentence In reform school
when the mother's story was
broken down and the truth was
learned.
Here Is a case of lying out of
loyalty, loyalty carried to ex
treme surely. This child had lied.
It developed all of her life. Lies
had become so much a habit with
her, she could concoct any story
that fitted her needs and con
vince herself that it was true. The
lle-hablt had been formed early
STAR FICTION
and Made Their Eyes All Red
rainy Uraccrully.
didn't see so much of one another
in spite of the fact that we still
roomejl together. Once in a while
I'd get a letter from Fran and I'd
see Danny writing lengthy letters
so I concluded all was well in
that quarter. I wasn't surprised
when Danny announced, along
about the end of April, that he'd
gotten a job for the summer In
Valleyville. .
We took the same train home,
and to make a long story short
had a swell summer. By .the end
of dt Danny and Fran were en
gaged. We were over at Fran's one
night shortly before we were to
go back to school. Danny had
gone out to got some cheese and
beer and so on and I got to talk
ing with Fran. It was comfortable
and we were sitting lazily about
and the talk drifted from one
thing to another.
"You've neglected me pretty
badly this' summer, you know.
Am I not the Father Confessor
anymore?" I enquired. She didn't
bother to answer so I rambled on.
"Going to Miss Austin's or have
you changed your mind?" I don't
know why I said It. But Fran
looked seriously into the fire and
announced that she had changed
her mind.
"I've decided to go up to the
University. I think it will be much
more fun than poking through a
girl's school, don't you?"
Of course I thought it was a
' marvelous idea and demanded to
know why she hadn't let me In on
the good news before. It seems,
though, that she'd just that min
ute made up her mind. So when
Danny got in we had a fine party
to celebrate and two weeks later
set off merrily. v
and had grown to be second na
ture. The lie to escape punishment is
perhaps the commonest of all lies.
In curing a child of this type of
lie a parent can at the same time
develop his courage. He can be
taught that it is braver and more
admirable to face his punishment
than to sneak out by way of a
falsehood. And. he must first feci
that that punishment is Just.
Children must be taught truth,
and a love of truth can not be
developed In one lesson. This Is a
Job for a patient, understanding
parent Most Important of all,
that parent must avoid telling un
truths himself.
The Importance of the good ex
ample, In leaching truth Is one
not to be Ignored. Naturally your
child's home above all places is
where he should find the truth.
When he hoars you toll the
street car conductor his age Is
four years when he knows it is
six, he knows you are lying.
When he hears you tell the next
door neighbor you and his father
never disagree, he knows you are
lying. When you tell him that if
ho runs away to the Park he'll be
put In Jail by a big policeman,
and nothing of the sort happens,
he has caught you In a lie. When
you promise him he can go fish
ing with his Dad and then do not
keep that promise you have lied
again. When you promise to pun
ish him If he tears his new
sweater then you do not carry out"
your promise he may fool he is
lucky but he knows you lied.
When your child hears you in
dulging In falsehoods, (and how
many times a day does this hap
pen?) he can hardly be expected
to have much respect for the
truth.
Though It Is truo your child ex
aggerates and tends to pursue the
line of least resistance, surely,
with the proper example and pa
tient understanding, your children
can be taught the Importance ana
desirability of truth is opposed to
downrif ht falsehood.
By Jane de cj
and Smarting.
. . Most of the
Yqu probably wonder why I've
rambled on at this rate. But when
two swell people get themselves
. engaged, and you're all set up
about it, and then something goes
wrong and they get very, very
polite with one another it gives
you a funny feeling. Because
that's Just the way those two got
All the time they'd known one an
other they'd been honest But Dan
all of a sudden went off on a tan
gent when Claire Henderson came
up to school. To do her justice,
Claire was a pretty smooth num
ber. And she had a way with her.
Danny was still the big football
hero and she went for him. And
to do him justice, he didn't have
a chance. Claire never practiced
hor particular line on me, but if
she had I'd probably have fallen
for her, too.
I felt very badly about It, and
was a bit disgusted. Yet all the
time I knew it wouldn't last. And
though it sounds silly, perhaps, to
say it, Fran and Danny were two
people that were made for each
other. Dan, I could see, was pretty
ashamed and began to avoid me.
Fran was a proud little devil. But
when I saw that hurt look in her
eyes I began to feel lower and
lower.
That was the way things were
that night. Fran had plenty of
dates and she'd begun to go out
with other people. At first she
was sort of bewildered, then she
was hurt, then she tried to be cool
and slightly defiant. She did cover
up nicely. Only once In a while
sho broke down when she was
around me. After all, we were old
friends and I felt I had some priv
ileges. This particular night things
wore at their worst. I took Fran
to a party given by some friends
of ours. As I said before, she was
looking pretty smooth and she
tried hard to be gay. She didn't
drink much, never did. But that
night I noticed sho was having a
few more than usual. But It didn't
seem to have much effect on her.
Of course, I noticed all these
things. No one else did. I knew
she'd dressed with particular care
hoping that Danny would come
In. That was why she was so gay.
She had so much pride it hurt
She'd be chatting with a bunch,
being very lighthearted and all
and then the door would open and
she'd look up hopefully. Her eyes
weren't dancing and merry any
more, though she tried hard, and
when the newcomer would turn
out to be Tim or BUI or some of
the gang, they'd get that hopeless
look In them again. L began to get
nervous. I don't Just know why.
But I had that jittery feeling. I
tried to get Fran to go home but
she wouldn't budge. Then about
midnight the door opened. Fran
looked up hopefuHy and Just for a
second lost her poise.
Claire stood very dramatically
In the doorway with Dan In tow.
She was the type that never Just
camo into a room. She had to
make an entrance. I could have
murdered her. As for Dan, I sim
ply felt like taking him out in
back and knocking some sense
Into him.
Well, we got through the" even
ing somehow. Fran was very cool
and said all the proper things.
She even danced a couple of
times with Danny. They didn't
talk much but I'd get a little of
their conversation as 1 passed
them. It was pretty bad. Danny
very polite and strained and sort
of trapped as though he'd gotten
Into something he'd like to get
out of, but didn't know how. Fran
was Just polite. Nothing more. It
must have been hellish for her. I'd
watched her pretty carefully and
finally she came up to me
"Let's go home. Phil. The go
ing's getting pretty tough. I can't
take It any more."
She made a feeble effort at a
smile and I hustled her out Into
the car. When, half way to her
house, I found she was crying I
decided that a little of the well-
known Mcintnak
neededndT?
into action. "
was a "Eood w
was it.
and nTZ
P'an- We had
vacation ran. ..""
fiomo end taOIrJ
Sme to come dow.
vacation with
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ew Cairo wc&
f smart girl and
etthecampS
home town. 1 .J??'
Parties, but the toT.'
week-end was
mornlno- K...,., . " s
Well, the wholecw
trick on Oain. n... .,"
tair. I routed om 1
an unffnriiu t, '
o j ,tuur. lliv to
could have killed me L
a swell dRv . .
" spue
several had pretty w t
and annnun
the twittering of
sounded likeriveuniJ
them. I foreot ,
flnlr. , ...
don't look their best J
morning. She'd tin W'J
bit to drink the im J1
seen to that Fran
beautiful, but 8he's ,
tractive girl. Sort of ftm, J
" "p ono ner Hair mi
ally and her compter. ,
super. She's not tit tn,
annoyingly cheerful i v.
ing, but just right w
grove where, the breufu
10 oe neld wu quid
way out of town, ttv,
there and got the stuflou 1
cars I saw to It that J
walk quite a long way Id
was satisfied with mi
grounds. By that tta mil
was tired and hungry.
I built a very bad Sn-Q
smoked and choked mci
made their eyes allredKirj
ing. I got very ctar,
knocked the coffee pM nJ
soon as the air was fled rl
tempting aroma. I had rJ
all spoons and knlva and 1
out of the baskets as m
was out of the cook's aighl
I think you can taipil
rest. Most of thegangtoola
fairly gracefully. DamijtEl
as I knew they would tt
good sports about it Cto
been Irritated by thertoM
end anyhow. She bad ptai
grand vacation of her mil
set that when I Invited he
and she was annoyed tt la
to come.
The last straw cam
Claire went down to tin on
wash the dirt and jam in
off her hands. I didn't tmj
you could call It an acts 4
mean, after all, I dldnt m
Into the creek, we Xtt
draw the lineromewliot-al
slipped and fell ia She w
temper completely, Umais
and announced that It ia
lousy party, a grtoidH
itm-one who thought u
breakfaat
fun could have tt As for 1
was through." At tot!
Danny chipped In and
buked her. I knew then a
coin an expression, "tin
In the fire." They MO
row and we all ;
mv ml You've ibW
mossed the rest A
later Danny.and Fran
ih. niH hnsla Hed h"'
.r it nnv way. I "A
man who played God I
,hintr rot Itralft'"
a little sooner. The M
scheduled for
i,,oimn una rs 1
arter s"""
best man. So. smonr nttri
.. . nut and M
Ing for tergainslnWl
Famous
Quotatio
. . life for'
1 nan uv, - -
a:.., aaothen"1"
Alirau"""'- j
But that lifemayh!"H
shadow J
To temper ther
I would prayow-"
from evil
But my PJ
In mv3.
Ah! a seraph nnyP
But a sinner r
self.
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