The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1918-11-21
A Susie and
a "Sarnrnie"
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BY FRANCIS LINSKY
Copyright, 1918, by Mcclure Newspaper
Syndicate)

downright. 1918, by Mcclure Newspaper
Syndicate.)
It was Saturday, and for Sue that
meant a trip in town to the matinee,
and perhaps a stroll through the shops
if there was time.
She pursued her leisurely way up
the street from the station, conscious
that she was looking very well, and
quite aware of the fact that several
pairs of masculine eyes had cast APP
proving chances in her direction.
Suddenly realizing that the streets
were getting very crowded, Sue came
to the conclusion that she had stopped
too long admiring the pretty things IN
the windows.
"It must be getting late" she said to
herself, and looked at the watch on
her wrist. Mercy, ten minutes of two !!
Wherever has the time gone? I'll be
late now, all right" and she tried to
hurry but the crowds were too much
for her, and in spite of her best eff
forts, she found that she made slow
progress.
''Surely there must be something the
matter" thought Sue. 81 never remem-
Der seeing such an awful crowd, even
on Saturday"
Reaching the corner at last Sue
found her way barred by the big, good
natured-looking policeman, who usual
- Il oh hn ccif
"Can't cross here, MISS" he said to
her in his deep voice, "the streets
blocked to passengers till the parade's
gone by"
Parade ~ said Sue. 81 hadn't heard
that there was going to be one! What
parade is it?" she asked the big blue
coated giant who still stood there smil-
ing at her.
'Why, it's the boys just come in
from Camp Blank" he told her.
They're marching through here on
their way to the armory, so the streets
closed to traffic till they've passed"
"Oh, DEAR" thought Sue, "what shall
1 do?' : But there was nothing that
could be done, except to stand there
and watch the, parade, and that she
did, although she kept very anxious
eye all the while on the big clock on
the corner, and she sighed impatiently
every time the minute hand moved
one space more.
II know it is not bit patriotic TO
feel like this-I really ought to feel
ashamed" she told herself, "but ]
wouldn't care if it was any other day
except Saturday when I'm in such a
hurry to get to the theater." But all
things must come to an end. Even SO
after fifteen minutes of anxious wait
ing, Sue darted across the street and
sped on her way to the theater.
"How 1 do hate to be late" she
stormed to herself on the way. "rll
just get in when everything's pitch
dark, and have to crawl over half a
dozen people to get to my seat, and get
all disarranged-to say nothing of
stepping all over the Others" and her
worst fears were realized, for the the
ater was all in darkness, and by the
time Sue sank into her seat, breathless
but thankful to be settled at last, her
temper as well as her clothing was
slightly upset.
"Oh, DEAR" exclaimed Sue in eXas-
peration, when she had finally dis
posed of all her belongings, I've for
gotten to get a program after ALL
probably won't be able to follow the
play at all without one"-but just then
the star made her appearance, and Sue
forgot all her Impotence for the time
being, as she leaned forward and ap-
plauded enthusiastically as her favor
tie came on to the stage, and she
listened in breathless attention as the
soldier hero babe his sweetheart good
by and went off to fulfill dangerous
mission.
81 never dreamed that this was a
war play" meditated Sue to herself,
as the curtain slowly fell on the first
act. "You certainly can't tell much
from the names of plays these days
I seem to find soldiers on all sides to-
Qdy, dlu tS luS uSiilo NOhI Wy 0hu
she turned to look about her, she fairly
gasped. She had spoken the truth far
more literally than she had dreamed,
for sitting right there beside her was
quite the incest looking soldier that
she had ever seen-a clean-cut look
Ing young man with very pleasant
smile.
"Well," thought Sue, lit is certainly
soldiers to right of me-soldiers III
front of me- hope they don't volley
and thunder" she reflected, as her
thoughts went back to the poem she
had learned in the olden days at school.
"However," she told herself, II mast
get program; or l sha'n't know what
they're doing" and again she looked
around vainly trying to attract the at
tention Of the usher.
'Is there something that can do for
your came the pleasant voice at her
right, and Sue turned with flush to
meet the very pleasant brown eyes of
the young man in uniform.