Radio and television mirror (July-Dec 1942)

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Good plans, they were, I see now. But for a while I came near throwing them over, even before the war came along to do it for me." Somehow I got my breath then, hearing the familiar, slightly husky sweetness of Jay's deep tones. My ears stopped ringing and I heard these incredibly beautiful words: "But for the influence of one person, I would have thrown them over — and my principles along with them. The world didn't look so sane even then, and it made a good alibi for anyone who wanted to look out first for Number One and let the devil take the hindmost." My heart, oddly enough, did not stop beating through those sentences, but seemed to take on strength and steadiness. I felt deeply calm, for the first time in a year. "But I've been thinking since I've been here," he went on, earnestness coming through his husky voice, "that it was this very alibi that brought the world to its crazy state. It was because men were able — and willing — to practice that devil-takethe-hindmost philosophy that we are in this mess. It's the reason we have to fight, and I hope it's what we're fighting. Now that I see it that way, I can work a lot better. The most I can hope for all other men in the service is that they can know, as I do, that someone is waiting who expects the best from them. Then they cannot fail to put their best into this fight." That was all. If you heard it, perhaps it seemed just one more young, solemn, rather trite attempt of a boy to find himself in a job that was not of his own making. But to me it was the answer to everything. No, not everything. Did he love me? If he had loved me, wouldn't he have wired, "Come here immediately so that we can be together?" I had to know. Almost before the announcer's voice took up the program I was grabbing clothes out of the closet, stuffing them into my bag. I did not telephone for information. I knew I had to go to that airport and just sit waiting till a plane was going my way. T>UT the phone called me. Only -J-* habit sent me to answer it. It hadn't occurred to me that this might be Jay himself. The shock of hearing his voice — so much farther away than it had seemed on the air — sent me reeling. "Carla! You heard?" "Oh, yes!" I cried. "Yes, Jay. And now I'm — " "I didn't want to call you on the phone, dearest. I didn't intend to. I hoped I could tell you everything the — the way I tried to, on the air. But I was afraid you might not understand, so — " "I understood, almost." But now I understood everything. He would | not have called me unless he still I loved me. And then it struck me that J there had been something strange in ; his words just now. In quick apprehension, I said: "You didn't want to call me? Why, L Jay? Why?" I, "Because — hearing your voice — I knew how hard it would be for me to say good-bye." "Good-bye?" It was almost a >whisper. "Yes. You see, dear, I'm — we're all r — leaving very soon for — for what , they call an 'undisclosed destina1 tion.' " [, But the phone was slipping out of my hand. A roaring in my ears i drowned out his voice, as if a thousand airplanes were closing in on the city. "Carla!" Dimly I caught the tone : 1* fenmjUJise says. "Save Your Pennies to Save America." r\ ON'T give your pots and pans a •-^ daily beating and then expect good wear. Scour them free of all food particles, inside and out. Dry them thoroughly. Store them neatly. Rough treatment is hard on pans and pocketbooks. Buy U. S. SAVINGS STAMPS with money saved by careful handling of kitchenware. Pledge your budget-savings every month toward a Savings Bond. of command. "Listen, darling. Listen to me. I'm glad to go, now. You've given me the one thing I needed to take with me, the one thing I've wanted for so long. Be happy about that, and I will be. Until I come back. Because I will!" I have obeyed. I have been — perhaps not happy, but content. Happiness is a word which anyone who is sensitive to the sufferings of others must give up for the duration. But contentment can grow and bloom inside the heart that is at peace with itself. It gives me strength to meet each day, whatever it shall demand of me, and to face the future, whether it holds disaster or happiness. Whichever it is, I can take it. I guess that is as much as any American can ask, these days. RADIO AND TELEVISION MIRROR