Radio and television mirror (July-Dec 1942)

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f NING THE English class was reading Shakespeare. Edie Gray was reading aloud from "Romeo and Juliet," and the rest of the class was following the text, turning pages in unison, some of them grinning secretly at Edie's fervent rendition. It was some time since Peggy Young had turned a page. Her head was bowed over her book, her soft, blonde hair falling forward a little, masking her face. Her mind was not on Shakespeare. Peggy was thinking of Carter Trent. Since that evening, some months before, when she and a number of other girls had gone to the Army Camp near Elmwood to a U.S.O. dance and Peggy had met Carter, she had thought of little else. She had not known who he was then. She had known only that he was tall and handsome and, somehow, very gentle and pleasant and that it was more fun to be with him than with^any of the other boys she had ever known. At first, she had thought mostly about the way he looked and the way his voice sounded and how lovely and different it felt, when he touched her hand accidentally, or put his arm around her when they danced. But now there was more to think about. Now she knew she "Darling — Peggy," he whispered, his lips brushing her ear. "I love you. Will you marry me?" RADIO'S "