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Island Reds, White Leghorns, and Blue-blooded Plymouth Rocks. She is now feeding her hens dyes, in hopes of their laying eggs already dyed for Easter. Chickens throughout the world have been receiving much better treatment than in former days because of the documents Gin has written so sympathetically about them. In fact, her dream has come true. Chickens are quickly replacing dogs and cats as house
hold pets. You see, they serve a dual purpose, as alarm clocks and as things on which to bestow your affection.
Pat had considerable trouble in locating Mary Dernier, who was evacuating the injured from areas threatened by the rising Ohio River. By dint of strategy, however, Pat succeeded in boarding a rescue ambu lance and careened comfortably over torn-up roads with M.’s sure, steady hands guiding it carefully around the worst holes. Between patients, Mary explained that she was temporarily engaged in Red Cross work but hoped to see her fiance within the next week or so, and, confidentially, perhaps go to Florida for her honeymoon after "the mess’’ had been cleared up in the flooded district.
The country was a relief for Pat as she wandered across a flourish ing lawn toward Emy Del’s trim bungalow in Virginia. There was no answer to her knock, so Pat turned hopefully in the direction of the stables. As she alighted from a split rail fence dividing the pasture from the orchard, a voice from behind a large haystack greeted her. She turned to see Emy Del, settled comfortably in lush clover, leaning languidly against the haystack with a long wisp of hay dangling from her mouth. Emy was bare-footed and in faded blue-jeans. A young colt was asleep at her feet. Just then an amorous voice floated across the orchard — "Stardust!" and Emy Del started toward the house, munching an apple.
Pat spent her last evening at the Blue Velvet Club, where Aileen Moody is the present attraction. Aileen thrills the customers with her blue renditions of blue songs. After bringing down the house with "There Is No Love For Me,” she returned to her dressing room. It was thronged with numerous lovers, but Patty elbowed through to catch a word with Aileen. She retains that same glorious smile. She had time to tell Patty of her success in the show-ring and to show her the latest picture of her horse before she was called on stage again. As Patty
turned reluctantly homeward, Aileen’s voice rolled out her version of the still popular "Blues In The Night."
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