Story of a Dream
It was night. Well, it was all dark, anyway, and Fred was in bed. And solidly immersed in a dream about fishing boats.
When Fred is solidly immersed his mind is totally unimaginative.
Far removed from boats and fish is our kind of dream. Her name is JAN NEWMAN. She lives on the South Coast and is a sun worshipper. If, when you are deep in sleep, you can dream about a dream like Jan, then you'll have a far more sublime period of floating sub-consciousness than silly old Fred.
Don't ask us how.
Perhaps it's just a matter of artistic concentration and the right kind of night-cap.
Jan is a secretary, a richly corn-coloured blonde with the loveliest legs. If you like elegance, you whistle. If you like dumplings, go home to mother.
Sometimes even elegance takes a tumble. Still, it was entirely involuntary. Jan thought there was a chair there. Never mind, it does prove our point, that she really does have the loveliest legs.