and gracefully slid into the tiny dinette, much to the amusement of Connie and my Aunt. I found myself blushing under my makeup, and stared into the mirror at my side for reassurance. Jessica stared back at me, a little mussed but rather girlishly pretty. I looked and looked until the women's laughter brought me back to reality.

So began my life as a "Show Girl." Connie had been down to the town and found three pairs of lovely slippers, with the high built-up soles and heels of the times, a skirt and sweater, three dresses and a jacket, and such assessories as purses, hankies, and a pair of really wild sunglasses together with "shimmys" and hose of real silk—and a for- midable corset that laced up the back!!!

"But-But-But" I stammered! "What goes here?" As if I did not sus- pect! "We can never get a girl for the act that can do it as well as you do, JESSICA, drawled Connie, tantalizingly! And you LOVE it, I know you do! And you can't go running around in boy's clothes, now can you? Not when you are a Show Girl? And, besides, you must get used to being a girl to act like one! So—it's girl's clothes for you for the season, Darling! And look here, especially for you!" Unwrapping a package she held up two lovely silk nighties. I blushed! "How cute" ex- claimed Aunt Effie! "Oh, this is going to be real fun, having another girl in the family." With that she left the trailer, saying "Take care of her Connie." Which Connie proceeded to do, with unbound enthusi-

asm!

"You know, Jessica," she began, I have been very lonely for a girl friend of my own age, while Mother and Dad are the most wonderful parents ever, I have been an only child since they found me as a baby and took me into their hearts as their own."

"But," I interrupted, "I always thought you were my blood cousin, I never dreamed that you were not."

"I always thought so too, until last Christmas," Connie said. I found some baby things and a gold locket in an old traveling case at that time, and I asked Mother about them. She told me the story, of how she and Dad found me abandoned near the show lot, and having no children of their own, took me in and raised me as their very own. No real mother could have loved me more, nor could I love any real par- ents more than I do Mother and Dad.”

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