Radio and television mirror (July-Dec 1942)

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(Played by Charita Bauer) rushing to the door. "Oh, Davy!" And then she leaned against the door, dropping her books as the tears began to flow freely. Her tears changed to deep, soulful sobs as she thought about the deluscious plans she had made for their future. Their home, their children, which she had never happened to mention to Davy, their whole beautiful, excruciating life together had been utterly crushed by that ishy blonde and Davy's ghastly temper. OCTOBER, 1942 Everything — just everything — was a revolting mess. Maudie wondered how she could go on living. There didn't seem to be much point to it now. Then she felt her mother's arm around her shoulder and, somehow, felt a little better. She stopped sobbing, went back to tears, and ended up with tiny, plaintive sniffles. "What's the matter, darling?" Mrs. Mason asked tenderly. "Oh, mother!" Maudie sniffed. "It's just too tragic to talk about." Mrs. Mason nodded. "Did you and Davy have another quarrel?" Maudie looked surprised. The mater seemed to sense everything. "It was worse than a quarrel," Maudie said. "It was like a rehearsal for Judgment Day!" She choked on her next statement. "Mother, Davy is mixed up with a regular wolf ess!" "A what, dear?" Mrs. Mason asked. Continued on page 54 23