Kitty Foyle Page #3

From now on...

From now on, you're going

to Sunday school every Sunday.

Rain or shine, you're going.

But why, Pop?

Well, it'll give you

a little Christian upbringing, that's why.

Give you a sense of values.

You mean, and then

I won't ever sin or anything?

Well, it may not keep you from sinning...

...but by Judas Priest, it'II keep you

from getting any fun out of it.

Take your mind off of that tommyrot

in the society page for a change.

It's not any more tommyrot

than "The Lady of Shalott."

- "Lady of Shalot''?

- You know:

And sometimes thro' the mirror blue

The knights went riding two by two:

She hath no loyal knight and true,

The Lady of Shalott.

Papdash, Kitty.

If you're not reading about

mainline monkeys...

...you've got your head stuck

in a Cinderella book.

It must be wonderful, Pop.

You've been sitting in ashes all your life,

and then suddenly a prince comes along.

And when did you sit in any ashes?

I don't mean me.

I mean like Cinderella.

Judas Priest, if ever a man

deserved to be hung...

...it's the fellow who started

that Cinderella stuff.

Writing claptrap stories

about Cinderellas and princes.

Poisoning the minds

of innocent children.

Putting crazy ideas into girls' heads.

Making them dissatisfied

with honest shoe clerks and bookkeepers.

Why, they're the ruination

of more girls than 40 actors.

Oh, I don't see

what's the ruination about it.

After all, the prince and Cinderella

lived happily ever afterwards.

Yes, and that's where

these writing fellows are smart too.

They always end the story

before it really begins.

Well, why couldn't they be happy, Pop?

Why, it's a lead-pipe cinch

that they couldn't.

What do you think

they'd have to talk about?

You think he wants to go on hearing

about the ashes she was sitting in...

...and how hot they were?

"Okay," he says,

"So they were hot.

Let's talk about something else

for a change."

And there she'd be, alone...

...sitting on that velvet cushion...

...ready to swap all the strawberries

and cream in the kingdom...

...for one hamburger,

well done, with onions.

You know what I think, Pop?

I think you're wrong.

Judas Priest!

But time moved on...

...and skirts got six inches longer...

...and they stopped playing "Sonny Boy,"

thank goodness...

...and took up "Who's Afraid

of the Big Bad Wolf."

Then, boom, came the Depression...

...and you had to trade in

a few of those dreams...

...for a volume of Gregg Shorthand,

remember?

June 1932.

Mr. Hoover said

if Mr. Roosevelt was elected...

...grass would grow in the streets.

Mr. Roosevelt said

that if Mr. Hoover got back in...

...there wouldn't be any streets.

All of a sudden, you were set.

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