Rolling Stones Ltd.

Sun (Auckland), Volume II, Issue 514, 17 November 1928, Page 25

Rolling Stones Ltd.

(Continued from Page 24). in. Neither of us shines as a saleswoman, anyway, and so we keep our red satin mandarin skirts with the microscopic bats and dragons, and our gorgeous crimson-lined Japanese wedding ceremonial kimonos, alternately blessing and cursing our goods and chattels. If I had a pound for every girl who has said: “Oh, I’d love to travel — I'd like to do what you’re doing, if I only had some money and some one to go with,” I’d be able to cease work for a year. Outwardly, I’m always attentive and polite when they say that, but inwardly, I confess I have aii urge to say: “Well, if you want t9* go ahead and do it. If you want anything hard enough and are willing to make sacrifices for it, you’ll get it.” and when I’m grey haired I’m going to say it out loud. Now* I merely think it. I don’t ?et practise it as intelligently as I preach it though. „ My most exciting experience? Being lost on an Alaskan mountain all night while my companion scoured the town to raise the alarm. I had left home, the day after being fired "from my waitress job, at eight in the morning, with two Alaskan men and a rifle —my first try at markmanship. I got home the next morning at seven to find my friend dressed and asleep on the unslept-in bed. We had walked all night, but it sounds worse than it was for in June the midnight sun is on the job early and late, and it was full moon in the bargain. We encountered a bear which was more scared than we were, if that were possible, and we broke the rifle mak-

ing steps in the snow, but we saw the dawn come up like thunder at three in the morning and came out no worse for loss of sleep and much richer for beauty seen, which the poet tells us is never lost—“ God’s colours all are fast.”

My friend went up Fujiyama and : was separated from her party coming i down, and knew what it felt like to have "God and I alone in space, and nobody else in view,” but just as in the story books “they lived happily ever after.” so the Rolling Stones bump along, living, labouring, earning, learning, and enjoying, and hoping that it’s true that ‘ the best is yet to be, the last of life for which the first was made.” but it is going to have to “go some” to beat this present mode of existence, is their private opinion. | “Take the cash and let the credit go. j nor heed the rumble of a distant ! drum.”