"These neighborhoods accentuate the problems."
--Miss Elizabeth O'Malley, Director, Montgomery
County, Maryland, Social Service League

ON A DAY all soft and bright as only spring days can be, a
day full of early warmth and the good smell of earthy
promise, Lawrence Faint staggered out of his house bent
beneath the unwieldy weight of a clothes tree. It was his
intention to plant it in the red clay of his freehold at Roll-
ing Knolls. He wrestled it to the ground, and then straight-
ened, perspiring slightly. Now he needed a shovel. It was
a Saturday. John Drone would be home, and John might
just have a shovel. If not Drone, then Amiable, or--certainly
--Wild. But John's was the closest house.

"Shovel?" John repeated. "Oh, sure. I think we have one.
Come in, Larry, while I ask Mary."

"It's with the rake, under Chip's bed, next to the wall,
behind the suitcases," Mary called from the bathroom.

"I'll give you a hand," John told Faint, and ten minutes
later excavation was under way. Engrossed in their work,
they did not notice Mrs. Voter's approach behind them.

"Does that shovel have tape on the handle?" she de-

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