Modern Screen (Jul-Dec 1945)

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She had started to walk away but Wayne caught her arm. "Look," he said," I'd never have got the money back without you. I only want it to spend at the Fair, anyway. Suppose you help .me do that, too? How about tonight?" She looked doubtful: "I don't know." "Will you be around the Midway?" The girl was silent for a moment and then she said: "Look, you don't really know who I am." "I'll ask for the prettiest policeman's daughter at the Fair," Wayne said. "I only said that to get your money back for you. I'm Emily Edwards. I sing with the band over at the Starlight Gardens." "I saw your name out there," Wayne said. "Say — " "Well, will I be seeing you?" "Will you!" She was smiling again. Then she turned. There was a free easy swing to her shoulders, a jaunt to her stride. She looked like a streak of sunshine scooting between the shaded branches of the elms back home at the farm. Wayne began to whistle . . . There's a certain swing to a Fair, a color to it, like the color of wine — rich and warm. A Fair is people — the swarms on the Midway, the men bending over exhibits in the Pavillions, the women fussing with their jars of preserves and jellies, the kids laughing and shouting and always underfoot. It's the beat of the horses hooves racing around the turn with the whole crowd yelling. And somewhere along the rail Margy was dancing up and down watching her horse lead into the stretch, and beside her was a tall, lean, young man who watched her gravely and smiled when she turned to him, shouting: "Pat! Pat! We won!" He smiled and then suddenly, there in the middle of the crowd, at the height of the Fair, he bent and kissed her . . . A Fair is a T echnicolor night. And in the Starlight Gardens the colored lights played on the dance floor and the music seemed to be coming from the sky out of the peepholes of the stars. And behind the bandstand, in the faint light of the moon, Emily and Wayne traced the fingers of night clouds as they wisped across the night sky. And Wayne said: "Emily, Emily . . ." A Fair is prizes and blue ribbons. And in the afternoons when they judged the pickles and the mincemeats, Ma was like a young girl at her graduation, nervous and fidgety. And they all, the whole family, watched while the Judges sipped and paused and sipped again. And there was the breathless moment until the words came: "First Prize — Mrs. Melissa Frake . . . !" And then it was Pa currying Blue Boy's coat for the hundredth time, talking to him, whispering to him, cajoling him. And the Blue Ribbons did look pretty against the sheen of his hide . . . A Fair is a beginning and an ending. Pretty as flowers, tumbling as a brook, bright as summer. A Fair is the corner you turn to a place you never saw before and never hope to see again. And sometimes you forget it quick as a turned page. 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