Radio and television mirror (July-Dec 1942)

"Of course she can!" Edie said. "Who ever heard of such a thing? When two people are practically engaged — " "Edie!" Peggy cried. "We're not engaged. Don't you go saying things like that." "Oh," Edie blushed. "Did I say something — " "Never mind, Edie," Carter laughed. "Will you tell Mrs. Young not to worry about Peggy? I'll get her home for dinner." "Sure," Edie said. "Where are you going — I mean, what'll I tell Mrs. Young?" "Now, Edie," Peggy said, "Carter just wants to talk to me." Edie sighed. "Well, I suppose people in love have a right to their little secrets." "As if anyone could have secrets from you, Edie," Carter grinned. "Come on, Peggy, before she worms it out of me." rT HEY left Edie looking after them dreamily. Carter drove northward toward the lake and Peggy wondered what he wanted to talk about. There was something about him, something in the soft smile that played around the corners of his mouth, in the way he glanced down at her every once in awhile, as if he wanted to make sure she was really there, that gave Peggy a strange feeling that something very important was about to happen. In exciting fiction form by Madeline Thompson, read the adventures of Pepper Young's Family adapted from the radio serial by Elaine Corrington, heard daily at 3:30 P.M., EWT, over the NBC network and at 2:45 P.M.. EWT, over CBS, sponsored by Procter & Gamble. 18 Carter parked the car and, taking her hand without a word, led her to the spot they had come to think of as their own, ever since Carter had kissed her for the first time in the shadow of the trailing willow tree. He held her by the shoulders for a long time, looking at her, still smiling softly. Then, he kissed her. "Darling — Peggy," he whispered, his lips brushing her ear. "I love you so much. Will you marry me?" This was it, then, Peggy thought. This was what he had brought her out there for. It was not sudden. It was what she had known would one day happen, what she had wanted to happen. And, yet, now that he had said it, she found she had no words, no breath with which to answer. "Look," Carter said quickly, as though he had misunderstood her silence, "I don't mean right away. I mean — later — when all this is over and I come out of the Army. But — I'd like to know you're waiting for me. I'd like us to be engaged." Peggy burrowed her face in his shoulder and, trying, found she had a voice again. "Carter, darling, darling — you know I'd wait for you, no matter how long it was. No one could take your place — ever." She felt Carter's arms tighten around her. "I was hoping you'd say that," he whispered. He took a deep breath and laughed softly. "I knew you would — I just wanted to be sure." One arm about her, he fumbled in his pocket. "I — here — I hope it fits. I guess I should have let you choose it, but I couldn't wait." Peggy looked at the ring and was angry with herself because she couldn't keep the tears of happiness from her eyes. Mistily, she saw Carter slip the ring on her finger and she felt his gentle, sweet kiss on her hand. Then, he gathered her into his arms and there was nothing in the world but the two of them. At last, Peggy sighed happily and looked up into his face. A slight breeze was ruffling his dark hair and one wavy lock of it had fallen forward on his forehead. Softly, Peggy brushed it back. He smiled and his dusky eyes lost their faraway, dreaming look and with that the world came back into being. "Your father and mother — "' Peggy began, "have you told them — asked their permission?" RADIO AND TELEVISION MIRROR