Spring Cleaning ( )

Story, Eve Arden. During the course of the school year, Armist Brooks, who teaches English at Madison High, has comfortably shown a rare genius for getting into the doghouse with a principal, Mr. Conklin. I've gotten into it with him so often he's even thinking of building me one of my own. But about a month ago, I was given

an unexpected opportunity to redeem myself for all my mishaps during the past year. Mr. Conklin asked his teachers and students to volunteer for certain school projects. And he He permitted me to take over his favorite spring project, the school garden.

I was rather surprised at first until Mr. Conklin explained that the garden is 200 yards behind our school, and he needs that much space between us for self-preservation. Last Thursday morning, I decided to get up early and have a look at my handy work before class.

But as I went into our dinette for a quick cup of coffee, my landlady had a little surprise for me. Honey, instead of baking an egg this morning, I fixed you something rare and exotic.

How does it look, dear? Indigestible. Oh, I'm sorry, Mrs. Davis. That was unkind of me. You tell me what that stuff is, and I'll eat it. Oh, it's only some arrowroot, papaya, papcoui, and pohar.

I still say you tell me what it is, and I'll eat it. These are Hawaiian fruits and vegetables. My neighbor, Mrs. Anderson, is vacationing in Honolulu, and she sent me a whole crate full of this stuff.

Tell you the truth, I'm not really very hungry this morning anyway. Oh dear, I had a feeling you wouldn't go for this Hawaiian mess. But, Connie, if you try to don't think you might get used to it.