Radio and television mirror (Jan-June 1942)

studios, to be on the alert for airraid warnings. I could get used to war. But I could not get used to the rift which had opened between Tim and me. We saw no less of each other than we ever had, allowing for the added demands war made upon our time. We talked to each other as freely as ever, except on one subject — the future, our future. But we were like two lovers waiting in a cold, echoing railway terminal — uncomfortable, constrained, speaking of anything but what was in our hearts. I think I should have broken first. I should have said, at last, "We can't go on like this. I've been punished enough. If you love me, let me back into your heart!" But if that is what I might have said, I never had the chance to say it — because Tim told me, one day toward the end of the month, that he had had a letter from his Draft Board, setting a date for his first physical examination. He was almost gay. "I'm glad it's come," he said. "If they're going to draft me, I want them to do it and get it over with. Anything's better than this waiting." He went on talking, endlessly, while I listened in dumb misery — not only because we had missed our brief chance at happiness, but because in his babble now I sensed the same desperation, the same attempt to cover up his real feelings, that had been in his forced anger the day of our never-forgotten quarrel. Finally he broke off, and his face went stark and gray. "I can't fool you, can I?" he said. "I never could. You know how much I hate to go." "Yes," I answered. "Yes Tim, I know." Pity for him overflowed in nay heart. He'd let his guard drop for only an instant. He must have hated seeing me feel sorry for him, for he said curtly, "Well, it doesn't do any good to complain." ITE passed his first physical, and '--' then there seemed to be some delay. A week — ten days — two weeks went by, and nothing happened. One night, a few minutes after his nine o'clock broadcast, Tim telephoned me, jubilantly. "It's all off! Being drafted, I mean. My sponsor has persuaded the Army I'm moare useful on the job than in uniform!" I felt as if a great weight had suddenly been whisked away from me. "Tim — I'm so glad!" I almost sobbed. "Come up here and tell me about it?" "Right away!" he promised. When Tim came in, and for the hour or so that we spent together before Jane's return, we were happier, closer, than we had been at any time since the war began. Again I could give him my lips without shame, feel tenderness and passion in my veins like fire. And I was proud of Tim, too, when I learned how the Army had agreed with his sponsor that the service he could do in upholding civilian morale with his news broadcasts and comments was greater than he could ever give in the ranks. I was still in a glow of happiness when Jane came home and. after a few minutes, Tim left. At first I didn't notice Jane's thoughtful expression while we prepared for bed. "It means a good deal to you that Tim's sponsor stepped in and kept him from being drafted, doesn't it?" she asked. RIT CALLS ALL GIRLS TO THE COLORS Make last year's clothes do— but make them charming with RIT • Save and serve — but don't let drab, faded colors rob you of charm. Treat the men-in-yourlife to cheerful, sparkling colors and they'll never dream you're wearing last year's clothes. Give all your frocks a beauty bath with RIT — they'll sparkle and so will you. Buy extra Defense Stamps with the savings. • Just be sure you get RIT. No boiling needed. Colors "take" beautifully. Perfect results. NEVER SAY DYE . . . SAY RIT 28 Colors Sold everywhere TINTS & DYES Cuticle Look l/^^^'^^ Get CUTEX Oily Cuticle Remover • Don't gnaw at ragged cuticle! Soften and loosen it with Cutex Oily Cuticle Remover! It's non-drying, contains no acid. Ail you do is wipe the dead cuticle away with a towel! Get a bottle today! Saturday is "Manicure Day." Look for the special display of Cutex accessories on your favorite cosmetic counter — Cutex Cuticle Remover, Cuticle Oil, Brittle Nail Cream, Orangewood Sucks, Emery Boards. Northam Warren, New York // Used by more women than all other Cuticle Removers combined SATURDAY IS ''MANICURE DAY ti APRIL, 1942 81