Radio and television mirror (July-Dec 1942)

the New York Symphony Society. Steve was famous! Linda couldn't remember how long i| she had been standing by the window before she noticed a girl sitting on one of the benches in the park. There was something familiar about that girl, even through the gathering darkness. But Linda couldn't stop to i puzzle out who it might be. Her mind was wholly on Steve and her eyes strained to see him the minute he appeared. The girl sat huddled on the park bench, and it was she who saw Steve first. Linda saw her get up and go toward him as he came across the park even before she had recognized either of them. It was Steve. And the girl was Agnes. Linda turned away from the window. IT was only a few minutes before she heard Steve's footsteps on the stairs and his key in the door. But to Linda it had seemed like a lifetime. "Hello," she said spiritlessly, as Steve closed the door behind him. Steve held out his arms. "Linda!" "Take your coat off, Steve." "Linda, darling! I got away from Jacoby as soon as I could. I wanted you to know — " "Did he like your music?" "You should have heard the things he said." Steve started walking up and down the room. "The way he talked about my future as a composer— I wish you could have heard it, Linda. He was almost as bad as you —oh, darling, it's all because of you. If you hadn't married me and come to New York with me, I'd still be the church organist. I'd probably never have been a composer. Linda!" This time Linda went to him. She fought back the tears that rose to her eyes. "Did you miss me?" he asked. "Terribly, terribly much. But every time I thought of you with Mr. Jacoby— working on your music — I was so proud I wanted to cry." "You're so beautiful, Linda." "Thank you, Steve. Thank you, darling." "Do I have to tell you how much I love you?" "Yes," Linda cried. "Always, always." "I'll always love you . . ." She pressed her face against Steve's shoulder. "I was looking out the window — waiting for you to come home — I saw Agnes — it was Agnes, wasn't it?" She felt Steve grow tense, waiting. "So that's why you just sat there when I first came in — " "It was Agnes, wasn't it, Steve?" "Darling — you mustn't — " But Linda couldn't fight her tears any longer. "You've got to tell me, Steve." "Yes, it was Agnes. If you were looking out of the window you must have seen that I met her accidentally—" "She was waiting for you . . . Just as I was waiting for you." "Linda!" Steve's voice grew a little impatient. "Agnes stopped me for a minute — just to say hello — " "Was she the one who's been phoning and hanging up?" "Yes — so you guessed that too?" "I felt it. And then, when I saw you talking to her in the park . . ." "Linda, darling," Steve was grave. "Come on now, we're making a lot more out of this than it deserves — SEPTEMBER, 1942 Are you sure of your present deodorant? Test it! Put it under this arm. Put FRESH *2, the new double-duty cream, under this arm. See which stops perspiration — prevents odor — better! ,J0f^ PUT FRESH #2, under one arm — put your present deodorant under the other. And then . . . 1. See which stops perspiration better. We feel sure that FRESH #2 will ! 2. See which prevents perspiration odor better. We're sure you'll feel complete underarm security with FRESH #2. 3. See how gentle FRESH #2 is— how delightful to use! Never greasy, gritty, or sticky, FRESH #2 spreads easily — smoothly! 4. See how convenient FRESH #2 is! You can use it before dressing — it vanishes quickly! 5. Revel in the fact that FRESH #2 won't rot even delicate fabrics. Laboratory tests prove this. FRESH #2 comes in three sizes — 5Qi for extra-large jar; 25^ for generous medium jar; and 10P for handy travel size. MAKE YOUR OWN TEST! If you don't agree that FRESH #2 is the best underarm cream you've xjji^vSJx ever used, your dealer will gladly re (1^^^^ fund your purchase price. THE NEW DOUBLE-DUTY CREAM THAT REALLY STOPS PERSPIRATION— PREVENTS ODOR 61