Radio and television mirror (July-Dec 1942)

Helpmate (Continued from page 14) though all those imaginary conversations had really taken place. Linda had never felt that she knew anyone as well as she knew Steve Harper. He was a composer! He had created that beautiful music that she had heard and that still sung in her head. The day outside was somehow sunnier when Linda and Steve came out of the church. Linda had faint hope of catching up with her family now. And just to walk along with Steve, this way, and make up for all those imaginary conversations . . . Then suddenly a flying figure approached them. "Isn't that your little sister?" asked Steve. "It's Holly, all right. Dad must have gotten worried and sent her — " Holly came to a sudden stop, breathless, her eyes alive with curiosity as she looked from Linda to Steve. "Oh, Linda," she said, "Dad got tired of waiting and sent me — how do you do, Mr. Harper. I'm Holly Emerson, Linda's sister. I didn't know you two knew each other. I've seen you in church every Sunday for the longest time. I've always wanted to talk to you — " Steve and Linda burst out laughing. A rather pleased expression came into Holly's eyes as she watched them. So her big sister was finally waking up, was she? "Hello, Holly," said Steve. "I'm sorry I've kept Dad waiting," Linda said. "Oh, it'll be all right now, Linda — now that there's a good reason — have you invited Mr. Harper home for dinner?" "Holly!" "I just happened to meet your sister in church when she came back for her gloves and — " "You don't have to explain things to me, Mr. Harper. I understand everything. I'll run ahead and tell Mother and Dad you're coming." LINDA and Steve were still laughing when they came in sight of Irene and George Emerson waiting expectantly on a street corner. But one glance at George Emerson's face sobered Linda. She shouldn't have kept her father waiting. He acknowledged Linda's quick introductions gruffly, and though Irene made several attempts to be cordial, Steve said good-bye as quickly as possible to the Emersons and to Linda. Just that. Good-bye. Linda explained hurriedly that she had returned to the church and heard Mr. Harper playing — playing one of his own compositions. That was what had delayed her. She was sorry. Somehow, Linda didn't want to enter into any discussion of Steve with her father. But Holly refused to let the subject of Steve Harper rest there. There were so many things she wanted to know. What was Mr. Harper playing? And if he were such a fine musician couldn't he give her lessons instead of Mrs. Hannon? And wasn't it exciting about meeting a wonderful genius like Mr. Harper? And didn't Linda think he was good looking? Linda tried to keep up with her young sister's questions but finally she was overwhelmed. CONSTANCE LUFT HUHN Head of the Home of Tongee "All you ever longed for in o lipstick— and more! "says Constance Luff Huhn "Exciting color. Perfectly balanced texture. .. not too moist, yet not too dry. So smooth it seems to stroke softly on your lips all by itself. So clinging it really stays on for hour after hour. Yes . . . each of our Tangee SATIN-FINISH Lipsticks has these qualities — and something more. The softer, glossier sheen of Tangee's exclusive SATIN-FINISH! And when you choose the Tangee shade you like the best, remember that there is a matching rouge and a correct shade of Tangee's unpowdery Face Powder to blend harmoniously with it/' TANGEE RED-RED "Rarest, Loveliest Red of Them All", harmonizes with all fashion colors. TANGEE THEATRICAL RED... "The Brilliant Scarlet Lipstick Shade". ..always flattering. TANGEE NATURAI "Beauty for Duty"— conservative make-up for women in uniform. Orange in the stick, it changes to produce your own most becoming shade of blush rose. TVllMGE s&yis WITH THE NEW SATIN-FINISH AUGUST, 1942 65