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of the service I went to the rectory to chat with Mrs, Clark.
A lady was there trying to telephone to arrange trfmsportati on to her home. Outside there was a slow drizsllng rain. I offerred to drive the lady to her home in my Jalopy, She accepted, I learned that she was Mrs, Ernest Lee Jahncke,
We discussed flowers on the way to her home. She bravely pretended not to notice the rattles from my *36 Ford end the smoke that was drifting in from an engine in dire need of an overhauling. My roses are beautiful. They grow well for me because I love them -- and because aged cow dung may be had for the gathering in nearby Delisle. I did so want Mrs. Jahncke to see some of my roses I
"Has he seen this?? asked my daughter Barbara as she pilfered papers on my desk. "Has itfio seen What?"
I wanted to know. "The Commodore ? has he seen this verse ? please let me give it to him!"
So she went with roses in one hand and the verse in the other to 726 West Beach and hurriedly returned home to chalk up her Girl Scout "deed for the day".
We were returning from musio lessons in Long Beach,
Both children were tired and a bit hungry. At the door they stopped short with a cry of surprise: "Look, Mother, a package for youl" It proved to be candy ? a token of appreciation from Commodore Jahncke, The children did a thorough Job of punching every piece in search of creams.
I looked long at the signature on the note that accompanied