I’m sweating through this beaded silk dress, and the rayon itch at my hips is driving me absolutely bats while Mother drones on about Mrs. Hodgdon and the school board. I just want to bob my hair and forget this Sunday fluff, especially when she tries to treat me like a child by shoving that floppy **Raggedy Andy** doll into my arms for the portrait.
It’s total **baloney** that I have to sit still in these stiff T-strap heels while the jazz is calling from the parlor. I can hear "Whispering" drifting through the house, and the smooth lacquer of the gramophone feels a lot more like real life than this stuffy lace.
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The Headlines
WOMAN FAVORS TILDSLEY.; Mrs. Jeannette R. Hodgdon Protests Against Delay in Re-election.