"Oh, not that way. It's just I don't know if he's given her enough time. They've only known one another for a few months. What do you think, Doc?"
"She must like him; she said yes. But he certainly seems to be in one hell of a hurry, I'll grant you that."
The next thing Betty Raye knew Hamm had tracked down the Oatmans, who were performing in Charlotte, North Carolina, and the two of them along with Ada and Bess Goodnight as chaperones drove all night to get her parents' blessing. The Oatmans did not go on until after the first intermission and the Elmwood Springs contingent managed to get to the auditorium in time. Betty Raye had not seen them perform since she'd left and since they had become such a success. She was surprised at how much the act had changed. Her mother and Beatrice still wore no makeup but they did have matching dresses with rhinestone trimming. The boys and Ferris had on shiny suits with plaid cummerbunds.
They started their part of the show with the spotlight on Minnie, who held a microphone in her hand. As the group in the background hummed, she began to speak. "I am but a poor woman. I have no precious jewels, no silver or gold, I own no earthly mansions nor wealth in this world. My father is but a poor man… I've had many burdens to bear… cried many a bitter tear… There were times I wondered how I could go on… But one day a tattered and torn old woman knocked on my door and saw me there in my deep despair… And with eyes filled with joy she said, "Oh, daughter, have you not heard the Gospel? Do you not know the good news? Your Father in heaven has given you more than the millionaire's child. More than the queen on a throne. Open your eyes, daughter, and behold the gifts and precious jewels He has laid out before you. He's given you diamonds that sparkle in the sky, rubies in the redbirds' wings, and sapphires in the deep blue sea. Priceless emeralds lay stretched before you in the green grass; there's silver in the mountain streams and gold in the sunsets of every day. You are clothed in His love and your home is a mansion in the sky. There's no depression in heaven, no hunger, sorrow, or pain, no dirty dishes to wash, meals to cook, or wood to chop." Oh, brothers and sisters, I ask you, is it any wonder why I just can't wait to get to heaven!" The stage suddenly lit up with dozens of colored lights and they launched into their big hit.
The audience as usual went wild and stood clapping and cheering. After the show was over, Hamm and Betty Raye had to fight their way through the hundreds of fans wanting their albums signed to get to the family so she could introduce him.
Later, Minnie took Betty Raye on their new bus and shut the door so they could be alone. She sat her down and said, "You know, all I want in this world is for my little girl to be happy."
"I know that, Momma."
"Now, he seems like a fine young Christian man and I only have one question for you."
"Yes, ma'am?"
Minnie took her hand and looked her right in the eyes. "Do you love him, honey?"
This was a question Betty Raye had hardly had time to think about. What had seemed to be important up to now was how he felt and how much he loved her. She turned and looked out the window at Hamm, who was standing outside in the middle of a group, talking away, smiling and shaking hands. She could not hear what he was saying, but seeing him down there so small, all alone in the crowd, not knowing anybody and trying so hard to give her family a good impression, touched her so that suddenly a tremendous wave of affection for him swept over her. It was at that moment when she felt her heart go right out to him. She looked at Minnie and answered, to her own surprise, "Yes, Mother. Very much."
Minnie squeezed her hand, then pushed something that made a hissing sound, and the bus doors flew open and she called out down the stairs in a loud voice "PRAISE THE LORD, FERRIS, OUR BABY IS GETTING MARRIED!"
Soon, after much hugging good-bye, the big silver Oatman bus pulled out, headed for an all-night sing in Birmingham. Minnie hung out the window, tearfully waving her large white handkerchief, and Chester the dummy hung out another one, making eyes at the couple until they were out of sight.
When they came back, they told everybody the news. They were going to drive up to Poplar Bluff and be married by a justice of the peace the very next day. Jimmy was the only one who was not quite sold on the idea but if that was what Betty Raye wanted, then he was not going to say anything. However, later that night, when he and Hamm were on the porch smoking, he said quietly, "I hope you are going to treat that girl right now that you got her."
Hamm said, "Oh I will. I know how lucky I am."
Jimmy flicked his cigarette off the side of the porch. "Good, 'cause I'd hate to have to kill you."
Hamm laughed and started to say something but Jimmy had already gone in.
The next morning Hamm picked her up at the house and the entire bowling team, including ex-member Tot, came over and stood in the yard to say good-bye, and off the engaged pair went, amid tears and good wishes.
"Name the first one Bess even if it is a boy!" Bess called out as they drove away.
"We didn't even have time to buy her a decent trousseau," said Dorothy.
"I just hope she won't have any regrets down the line. He hardly gave her time to pack, let alone shop for a trousseau."
That afternoon, standing in front of the justice of the peace, when Betty Raye said, "I do," she meant it. She had no idea how this all had happened or why but the new Mrs. Hamm Sparks found that she was hopelessly in love with her new husband.
Two weeks later Dorothy walked into the house with a big smile on her face and handed Mother Smith the postcard from the Blue Haven Motor Court outside Centralia, Missouri. Dorothy said, "I know we both had our doubts for a moment but it looks like everything is going to work out." Written on the back of the card was:
Dear Smith family,
I am so happy! Thank you for everything.
Love, Betty Raye
It seemed as if the summer was to be a lucky one for everybody. On the morning of August twentieth Dorothy came fluttering down the hall, like a great butterfly. She was elated over the news she had just received and she could hardly wait to get on the air and tell all her listeners. The red light went on just as she sat down.
"Good morning, everybody. It's a beautiful day over here in Elmwood Springs and I hope it's just as pretty where you are. You know, over the years I have announced so many weddings, births, deaths, engagements, and what all and I never thought I'd live to see the day when I would have a wedding so close to home." Mother Smith played two bars of "Here Comes the Bride." "That's right, Mother, last night Anna Lee called home and told us all the good news. It's official. She's engaged to that nice boy I've been telling you about… so… I, too, am going to be the mother of the bride. We are so excited for our girl. She and William will be married next June, right after she finishes her nurse's training, and we are glad of that, of course. And also, this morning in the believe it-or-not category, I am not the only mother in Elmwood Springs that has good news today." Mother Smith hit a few cords of "My Blue Heaven." "Right, Mother… and baby makes three. Ida Jenkins called right before the show went on this morning and informed me that she expects to be a grandmother before the year is up, so congratulations to her daughter, Norma, and husband Macky.
"Oh, we have all sorts of good things planned for you today but first did you know that nine out often screen stars use Lux soap? "I'm a Lux girl," says beautiful movie star Linda Darnell. So if you want clear, glamorous skin tomorrow, use Lux today. And we have a good-neighbor item to pass along. Mrs. Ellen Nadel of Booker, Missouri, writes in and asks if anyone has a copy of the last chapter of Vera Caspary's serial murder The Murder in the Stork Club, which was carried in Collier's last month. She says her subscription has run out and she wants to see how it ends. So let us know if you do. And now, here are the Goodnight twins, joined by sister Irene, to sing a song expressing exactly how I feel this morning, Tm Sitting on Top of the World."
And as if Bobby's having become the Bubble Gum King and the news of Anna Lee's engagement were not enough good news for one year, something else wonderful was about to happen. On a beautiful Sunday morning, one week after Bobby was to enter the seventh grade, Old Man Henderson went out in his yard with his pair of World War I binoculars. He had spotted something odd a few minutes before.
When he focused them he mumbled to himself, "Some gol-darned fool has gone and tied red balloons all over the top of the water tower."
The next time Mr. Charlie Fowler, the poultry inspector, came to town, he was surprised to see that "young Robert" had grown almost five inches and his voice was already starting to change. If he kept growing at that rate, they said, he might get to be taller than his father by next year. Two weeks after Bobby's fifteenth birthday, the letter he had been waiting for from the national office of the Boy Scouts of America in Irving, Texas, arrived. He ripped it open and was elated to read:
Dear Robert,
Congratulations! You are an Eagle Scout. With the completion of the requirements you have mastered many skills and made the
Scout Oath and Law a part of your life. Our prayers are with you and your future successes.
Sincerely,
Bruce Thompson
Chief Scout Executive
Both he and Monroe had made Eagle Scout, and the following summer they took the train all the way across the country to the big Boy Scout Jamboree in Santa Ynez, California. This would be the first time either of them had ever been out of Missouri and, for Monroe, his first trip out of Elmwood Springs. When they crossed into Oklahoma and Texas and into New Mexico and Arizona, they might as well have been on the moon. As they stared out the window at the western landscape they could not believe their eyes. It was hard to even imagine it was all real. They were both in awe of the vast landscape that stretched as far as they could see. Neither one had any idea how big the county was. All Monroe could say as they passed by the Painted Desert, Indian reservations, herds of buffalo, and saw their first western sunset, was "Whoa!"
He repeated the word a lot all the way to California and also when he first saw the huge Alisal Ranch, where the Boy Scouts were staying. It was a real working ranch and they met a genuine bowlegged cowboy, who showed them where they would be sleeping. In a real bunkhouse, as it turned out. That night, after they'd walked back from the first Boy Scout ceremony, the dark blue sky was spangled with stars so close you could almost touch them. And they had thought the stars in Elmwood Springs were bright. Even though it was summer, the night was cold and Jake, the hired hand, made a fire in the big stone fireplace. What a day. They had met boys from all over the world who had also never seen a ranch before but none was more impressed than Bobby.
Later, when everyone else went to bed, he was too excited to sleep. He lay there watching the reflections of the orange and black flames dancing on the ceiling and listened to the sound of coyotes from a distant hill and he felt as if he had just stepped into a Zane Grey novel. As he fought to stay awake his mind began to wander… and dream.
The boy's father walked into his room with a letter in his hand and a solemn look on his face.
"Son, we never told you this before today… but you have an uncle out West who has just died and left you his entire ranch. Running a five-hundred-thousand-acre spread is a big responsibility but I know you can handle it."
The young stranger rode up to the Double R Ranch house and thought to himself, as he surveyed the thousand head of cattle mooing gently in the meadow and the cowpokes that stood around warily eyeing the slow but steady approach of the new young owner, "Yes… you may be a tenderfoot today, Bob Smith, but tomorrow…"
Just then the daughter of the ranch foreman, a shy, pretty girl, suddenly appeared on the vine-shaded veranda. "Howdy, ma'am," he said as he swung down from his horse. "And what is your name?"
"Margarita," she replied, her dark eyes flashing.
This was a trip he would never forget.
The fifties brought many profound changes both at home in Elmwood Springs and all over America. Everywhere you looked, hundreds of TV antennas seemed to pop up overnight, until every house on every block had one. Names like Philco, Sylvania, Motorola, Uncle Miltie, and Howdy Doody were now part of the language. But television sets and performers were not the only things multiplying. Babies were being born by the thousands every minute of the night and day.
Norma and Macky Warren now had a little girl named Linda, and Anna Lee had a child on the way, and this morning Dorothy had yet another birth to announce. On April 7 Dorothy came down the hall as usual, greeted her guests, and the show started.