The silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1909-1925, 1917-06-14
SYLVIA'S BREAKAWAY
BY ERNEST A. YOUNG.

girls would call a good time. On that
anniversary her Aunt Dorcas went
with her to the city, made the rounds
or the department stores, bought Syl-
via a $7.9S ready-to-wear suit and a
S2.4S hat, and ended the days debauch
by going to a moving picture play.
All 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
1t 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 DR.. Edison
Brooks who had frightened her half
out of her wits almost a year ago by
asking her to marry him, when 1t never
occurred TO her hat 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:
Il was telling your Uncle Jonas last
night we'd better get a new rug for
your ROOM"
The girl was looking out OF a 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,
five miles distant.
Hurry right back, Sylvia" admon-
ished her aunt as they heard the whis-
tie of the incoming train. There's
he chickens TO feed and breakfast
dishes TO wash"
When she was out of sight of the
station Sylvia laughed derisively. Then
she consulted a pocket railway time
table.
"The 9:34 at Hale's Crossing may
be tagged for passengers or express"
she read from the folder.
nauucpapar aIfnnfuu IN hos n,,~un
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
dingy court shut In by cheap tene-
ments.
Her ring at the door OF No. q was
answered by a young nan with black,
curly hair, black mustache, and a face
that looked for all the word like that
of a Corsican 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 viii step In and register
Sylyia's heart sank In sudden dis
may. Was this the portal, she asked
herself. by which she was to enter
upon her career of fame and %fortune7
IL don't think l will try it at
ALL" she said. "You will have to ex-
Isl 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. whea
evening came she slipped with weari-
ness into a 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 vas 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
nj looking at him she knew who 1t
was.
Sylvia" said DR.. Edison Brooks,
hadn't you better ride with me? III
take you wherever you say"
The beating of her heart seemed to
time itself to the throb of the motor as
she got into the car.
Your aunt and uncle got home
early" Doctor Ed told her In his
strong, even voice. They were worry
ing their heads off about you, so I un-
dertook to fetch you home. BY the
way, Sylvia" and the tones became
less even, had you forgotten what
asked of you almost a year ago?"
mo, Doctor Ed, I hadn't forgotten"
said Sylvia.
"Then mayn't l tell Aunt Dorcas
to night that you answered YES to