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As Heard By Radio in 1950
How oddly familiar that voice sounds! It can’t be—why it is Rebekali Lipscomb! I must tune a bit lower, there! Hello! Rebekab, this is Betty
Fenner speaking. You’re surprised? Well, 1 hardly wonder after twenty years separation. What in the world are you doing with yourself? You and Judith are living in Greenwich Village, translating English novels into Latin? Why, what a thrilling occupation! and how original you are! Now I think of it, I heard that your completed works were being read in all the best schools and colleges n's a means of making the T>atin course easier and more entertaining. Yes, a great work. Surprised? Oh, no, I haven’t forgotten
how brilliant you both used to he in Virgil!
“You haven’t heard from any of the girls? How lucky! I have just
come home from a class reunion, so 1 can tell you all about it. So sorry you couldn’t he there------ Who was there? Oh! nearly all the old class, Murf,
Sue, Hester------ Oh! did you hear about Llester? Several years ago she invented some astonishing sort of mouse-trap, which was bought in such quantities by the Hartridge hoarders that she made (piite a fortune. The
success simply went to her head, and now she lives in the Latin Ouarter in Paris, has practically lost her voice from .smoking, and—Oh—she looks awfttlly peculiar with bobbed hair. I think Murf surprised me more than
After school she led a hectic office-holding career at college, then went into the Senate. She failed to pass a hill, however, and the defeat simply crushed her. She married A1 Someone-or-other and withdrew to a small farm up-State, where she leads the simple life among her cows and chickens. Children?—Oh! Seven or eight and every last one with red hair
and freckles! She uses her executive ability now in running the farm, the children and the husband. Once a year she puts on her bonnet and makes her annual excursion to New York. It surely is peculiar what futures people work out for themselves, isn’t it? I think it’s almost as odd about Jane Hull. She became discouraged with life in general and lessons in particular, and
retired to the seclusion of a French nunnery. No one has seen her since except Jean MacLeod. Jean says she doesn’t think being a nun agrees with
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anyone, though.