had to indulge in food againt' But I was not going to let it floor me. I’d gain those
few extra pounds or kncjv; the reason why. So I kept eating, resting and sleeping. I
felt pretty good agfiin--,but had to let couple of my dresses out, I gained five pounds
and as Iced Laxton ^f ^e feould notice it, He assured me in a none too kind tone that
anybody could notice it as they V'tcvQ all in the same spot, I met all such remarks with
sweet tranquillity since I mustn*t get excited and upset or my nerves might snap, I
crammed for a fev; mere weeks and again went to the doctor for a check up and praise,
for I felt fine, He’^'put’me on the scales ?jid bearaingly rubbed his fat pav/s. together
ajid looking like he fe'ad'performed a miracle said, "Fine, fine. Only three pounds over-
wei^t. Just cut down on sweets and starches for another v/eek and you’ll, be o.k,, wait
here a miijute .i^.h'avo just-the prescription for you”. He went into the other room, r
and I picked up my shattered pride, former self plus the three extra pounds and sneak
ed out before he ccjne back in for I didn't feel like I owed him a cent and I’d not
charge liim anything for my over-sized grocery bill all on account of• him, I didn’t
have that v^eaker feeling I had v/hen I left his office the first time,* but I sure had
that "wiser" feeling. Also I recalled a feV remarks th?.t I’d heard and let slip by
unnoticed when I was so weak and nm doxvn I dassent -get upset that I now felt well
able enough'to cope with. So henceforth I’ll either be too sick to eat at all or well
enough to cat the things that suits my fancy because you can lead a hoss to water but
ycu can’t make him drink, just as you can’t get blood from a turnip nor make a silk
purse from a sews ear or change a leapords spots. Enough of this silly prattle —
Hurry boys, and get this war over with so you can come heme and trke your rightful
place on the old Hoover Rail,'in your school or at your Moms table. So long, the
best of luck in the v/orld and remember wc are always thinking of you.
Love
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Quackenbushl V^hen somebody ap
proaches your sentry post you “are
to say ’Halt, whb goes there?*
not ’Stop or I’ll scream’1"
He asked for burning kisses,
She said in accents cruel —
"I may be a red-hot mama.
But I ain*t nobody’s fuel,"
Have a pity on those'sad G, I.'s '
Vi/hose gals have done them dirt.
There’s nothing that can dry their
eyes
-Except another skirt.
She: "VJhere were you last night?"
Ho; "Well, in the'first place —"
She; "I’ loiov; all about the first
place — where did you go after
that?"