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T11 E M A NEAR TRAGEDY By REGINA BLACKOWSKI, '29 Mary and Jane had gone about together, ever since their nurses had pushed them around side by side in their respective perambulato-rs. They had shared everything from hair-ribbons to beaus, and, as Jane ruefully said, even the measles. These two were as unlike as Clara Bow and Lindy, Cnot that they resembled either remotelyj. Mary was as sweet and simple as her name, while Jane was fiery and hot-tempered. But in spite of these differences, they were as close as a Scotchman with a nickel, and well nigh as inseparable. They were both popular with the younger set about town, so it was natural for them to be invited to the Country Club dance. And thereby hangs a tale. This was to be a welcome dance for Miles Henderson, a new arrival in town. No one knew very much about him, but the girls raved about his manly beauty, and the boys rated him a 'Agood fellow -hence the occasion for mak- ing whoopee. It was with many a thrill and with wildly beating hearts that Mary and Jane acknowledged their introduction to Miles. Each secretly won- dered how the movies could possibly have missed him. Henderson divided his dances equally between them Cthey were by far the best dancers at the Clubj. Although he may have been flattered by their evident interest, he nevertheless apparently regarded them as mere children. The next day Mary ran over to Jane's house, her eyes dancing, and her face lighted up. Oh Jane, she exclaimed, bursting into the living-room, where Jane and Don were heatedly arguing, 'AI-I have something to tell you. Little Girl, Don arose and frowned impressively, Hplease do not inter- rupt us. We were discussing whether or not there is a hereafter for dogs and cats. , .,.. .1 . Jane promptly squelched him with a superior glance. Why all the excitement? he questioned. f'Did your great-aunt die and leave you a fortune? Or maybe yofu're in love? Love, striking a dramatic pose, 'Ais a funny feeling you feel when you feel a funny feeling that you never felt before. And- But the girls had left the room already. f'Girls give me a pain, he remarked as he settled down to read a book. Meanwhile, a frosty silence hung in Jane's room, where the girls had gone. Both girls, it seems, had confessed that they were in love. Each had reached the advanced age of sixteen. But the crash came when they realized that they were in love with the same man, Miles Henderson. Jane, of course, staged a fiery outburst, and Mary, after the above mentioned frosty silence, left in a huff. This was the beginning of the end of their friendship. At every party or dance they avoided each other, and fought quite openly for the attention of one man. At first Miles regarded them with the amused tolerance a parent assumes toward an unruly child, but later with increasing uneasiness. At last he consulted Don, who, so he boasted, understood women. and therefore had nothing to do with them. The consultation soon bore fruit. Time passed. One day Don hauled out his Collegiate, and ordered his sister in, then drove to Mary's house. After a period of furious horn-honking, Mary appeared. The chariot waits without, my lady. Without what? questioned Mary nervously. 'fAwright, wisecracker, just ease yourself in next to my beloved sister. At first Mary refused, but at Don's stern command, she Hnally seated her- self next to Jane. They drove awhile in stony silence, then- Page Eleven