By: Ardis E. Parshall - July 12, 2013 From the Relief Society Magazine, October 1931 – Evelyn Bronx By Edythe C. Robbins “Well, I must be going, or mother will be waiting for me. I promised to go shopping with her.” Arlene Argyle rose, pulled on a close fitting gray hat, fastened a winter suit of the same color, adjusted her fur around her shoulders and commenced drawing on a pair of suede gloves as she sauntered toward the door. H...
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