The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1917-01-24
SYLvIA'S BREhKsWgs!a.Y
BY ERNEST A. YOUNG.
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birthday, had never enjoyed What most
girls would call a good time. On tia
anniversary her Aunt Dorcas Wen
with her TO the city, made the rounds
Of the department stores. bought Syi
via Si.9S ready-to-Wear suit ana
Sis hat, and ended the days debaucl
by going to moving picture play.
All through the following week Au1f
Dorcas was kept in a panic becaus,
Sylvia Gale would talk Of nothing else
but that picture play.
You can see for yourself Jonas.
she told her husband. that Sylvia ha
Inserted a restless streak from h
mother. We never oughter let her Z
to that play It's stirred her an up.
The next time that they decided I.
visit the city they said nothing abou
it before the girl. She overheard the
/ talking OF their intentions and at To.
same time learned that there were /
| be no more such excursions for her
| Then she thought of DR.. Eds,
Brooks who had frightened her has
! out OF her wits almost a year ago b
asking her to marry him, when it aeve.
occurred to her that she was o.
enough to marry anybody.
Doctor Edison must be crazy I'LL
think of marrying me, she had thought
But now, as she brooded over Aun
| 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 las;
night we'd better get new rug fer
your room"
The girl was looking out of a win
dow and did not reply
Then" Dorcas Gale contiDued
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 70 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
+! the chickens to feed and breakfast
, dishes to wash
2 When she WAS ogt Of sight Of the
station Sylvia laughed derisiycly. Then
she consulted Il pocket railway time
, table.
The 9:34 at Hale's Crossing may
be tagged for passengers or express,
She read from the folder.
y newspaper clipping in her purse
gave the address. - Fillmore place
where young ladies were wanted t,
drill for moving picture scenes.
But when Sylvia reached Fillmore
place She was disappointed to finl it
dingy court shut in by cheap tene
ments.
Her ring at the door of No. - wa
answered 10y young man with black
curly hair, black mustache ana fac
that looked for all the word like tha
; OF a Corsican bandit ii tile I'll,
:, ture play thar had haunted Sylvia
memory.
You come to drill for our grea
: spectacular drama, nss?" said tn
;, man. You will step in and register.
Sylyia's heart sank in sudden iii.
t may. Was this the portal, She aske
7 herself, by which she was to entc
\ upon her career Of fame and fortune
II don't think | VIII try ii
ALL" she said. You Will have to c,
4 cuse me Good-dav"
| She spent the rest of the day follow
| ing up advertisements for "Femal
Help Wanted" and found that the 81
uations were either already filled, {
that they were of a sort that she ws
, too inexperienced 10 undertake Whc
Il evening came she slipped with wear
ness into a moving picture theater j
the hope of soothing her tired nerve
When she came out upon the crow,
ed street she remembered that 81
: had engaged no lodgings for the nigh
e Somehow, in the chattering throng, 81
could not settle her mind upon an
thing, for she was used to thinkir
~ out her problems in solitude. SO 81
~ made her way into quiet side stree
As she did so a touring car glide
close TO the sidewalk curbing ar
stopped anu inc one VINO was ORR
ing it leaned forward and spoke. Wit
Il out looking at him she knew who
y was.
4 sylvia" said DR.. Edison Brook
hadn't you better ride with me?
u take YOU wherever you say"
le The beating of her heart seemed
II time itself to the throb of the motor
IL she got into the car.
= .Your aunt and uncle got hon
~ early" Doctor Ed told her in
y strong, even voice. "They were WORT
= ing their heads off about you, so Il
"a dertook to fetch you home. BY Il
way, Sylvia" and the tones BEGAN
less even, had You forgotten what
asked Of you almost 4 year ago?'
= No, Doctor Ed, | hadn't forgotten
> said Sylvia.
a "Then mayn't l tell Aunt Dorc
to night that you answered yes