The Lamar register., 1917-01-31
SYLVIA'S BREAKAWAY
BY ERNEST A. YOUNG.


birthday, had never enjoyed what most
girls would call good time. On that
anniversary her Aunt Dorcas went
with her to the city, made the rounds
Of the department stores. bought Syl-
via S7.9S ready-to-wear suit and ii
S2.4S hat, and ended the days debauch
by going to a moving picture play.
ALI through the following week Aunt
Dorcas was kept In a panic because
Sylvia Gale would talk of nothing else
but that picture play.
You can see for yourself Jonas"
she told her husband, that Sylvia has
inherited a restless streak from her
mother. We never oughter let her go
to that play. It's stirred her all up"
The next time that they decided to
visit the city they said nothing about
It before the girl. She overheard them
talking of their intentions and at the
same time learned that there were to
be no more such excursions for her.
Then she thought of DIR. Edison
Brooks who had frightened her half
out Of her wits almost a year ago by
asking her to marry him, when it never
occurred to her that she was old
enough to marry anybody.
Doctor Edison must be crazy to
think Of marrying me" she had thought.
But now, as she brooded over Aunt
Dorcas' show of distress she recalled
the Doctors attentions with quickened
heartbeats.
The afternoon before the projected
trip to the city Aunt Dorcas remarked
TO Sylvia:
81 was telling your Uncle Jonas last
night we'd better get new rug for
your room"
The girl was looking out OF win
dow and did not reply.
Then" Dorcas Gale continued,
some new wallpaper. and two or three
sort OF cheerful pictures would bright
en- up your room"
The next morning Sylvia drove her
aunt and uncle to the railway station,
Ave miles distant
Hurry right back, Sylvia" admon-
ished her aunt rs they heard the whis
tie of the incoming train. There's
the chickens to feed and breakfast
dishes to wash"
When she WIS out of sight Of the
station Sylvia laughed derisively. Then
she consulted pocket railway time
table.
THE 9:34 at Hale's Crossing may
be tagged for passengers or express, ."
she read from the folder.
newspaper clipping In her purse
gave the address. q Fillmore place,
where young ladies' were wanted to
drill for moving picture scenes.
But when Sylvia reached Fillmore
place she was disappointed to find 1t a
dlngy court shut in by cheap tene-
ments.
Her ring at the door of No q was
answered by a young man with black,
curly hair. black mustache, and a face
that looked for all the word like that
Of Corsicnn bandit In the pic
ture play that had haunted Sylvia's
memory.
"You come to drill for our great
spectacular drama. miss7" said the
man. "You will step In and register"
Sylvia's heart sank In sudden dis
may. Was this the portal, she asked
herself, by which she was to enter
upon neT GhTetF OF Inilt anu fortune
IL don't think l will try 1t at
ALL" she said. You will have to eI-
cuse me. Good-day."
She spent the rest Of the day follow
ing up advertisements for Female
Help Wanted" and found that the sit
uations were either already filled. or
that they were of a sort that she was
too inexperienced to undertake. When
evening came she slipped with weari-
ness into moving picture theater In
the hope of soothing her tired nerves
When she came out upon the crowd
ed street she remembered that she
had engaged no lodgings for the night,
Somehow, in the chattering throng, she
could not settle her mind upon any
thing. for she was used to thinking
out her problems in solitude. So she
made her way into a quiet side street
As she did so a touring car glided
close to the sidewalk curbing and
stopped and the one who was driv-
ing 1t leaned forward and spoke. With
out looking at him she knew who il
was.
sylvia" said DR.. Edison Brooks
hadn't you better ride with met III
take you wherever you say"
The beating of her heart seemed ia
time itself to the throb Of the motor as