The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1918-05-04
GOOD IMPRESSION
BY AGNES C. BRooAN.

Copyright. 1918. Western Newspaper Union
With well simulated surprise. Gerr,
Thompson proceeded down tho car
aisle 10 meet his sisters new friend
The few occasions upon which he hat
been privileged 10 enjoy that young
woman's companlonshIp, had not salts
fled Gerry's eager state OF mind. for
his was an unmistakable case OF love
ut first sight.
The moment the girl raised her eyes
In acknowledgment sof his sisters
words OF introduction, Gerry's heart
had leaped from Its normal position. as
II seemed 10 have acquired a habit of
leaplng ever since mt sight of her.
Gloria would be going TO the city to-
morrow, Gerry's sister had told him,
aud he might take advantage of the
long ride into town TO create good I'M
preston. So Gerry paused before the
last seat down, and raised his hat In
apparently surprised delight.
$50 glad 10 see you" he said. point
Ing TO the vacant seat Mt the girls side.
MAY II" And Miss Gloria nodded In
bright assent.
"The time will pass more quickly
with companion" she said.
To such n propitious beginning Gerry
bent his best endeavor. How could he
please her, win her admiring favorf
Her nearness was most distracting.
Surely he had not realized before her
loneliness. Sidewise the girl looked at
him.
Aren't you going to talki" she
asked.
Gerry cleared his throat. He must
be very careful in broaching subject
OF conversation. "Glorla is so well in
formed" his sister had warned him.
don't make the mistake of starting
any topic you're not sure Of" What
was he sure of? Gerry did not know.
In embarrassed despair he drew the
morning paper from his pocket shaking
out its folds.
"Bolsheviki," he began, reading from
the printed headlines.
"oh please" the girl protested .T'm
so heartsick of war. Just here, flying
along through these gllstening snowy
feld-can't we talk of something elseY'
Hurriedly Gerry turned the page. He
had Numbered at first effort. Over In
this section of woman STUFF he might
find surer ground. Gloria leaned closer
to smile with him at an absurd pic !
tured fashion. He felt encouraged TO !
read feelingly sentimental poem, but |
the girl laughed
Doesn't seem to fit In with my mood
today" she told him. Then her eyes
took on CLINT of interest. whats
the story?" she asked. /
Gerry read the title disgustedIy.
Roses and Thorns. BY Richard Gold
an OF course" he added, IF there Is
anything particularly innne, that fell
ow writes 1t: sometimes / read his
silly yarns on the way home-such
'ot."
why" inquired his companion, "do
'ou read them If they are so foolish?"
Gerry shrugged his shoulders-"To
PASS the time. suppose" he said;
|
Orwell, lifemate?"
"Why notT' questioned Miss Gloria,
Romance is all very well in its
way" Gerald told her, "but to be con-
family associated with one of these
dreamer of dreams'-not for me,'
Gazing from the car window the girl
'The poor writer may be
well-meaning kindly soul" she
FUSED, mot as aggressive perhaps as
ONE concelted young business men,"
Gerry was subdued; the rest of the
ide passed in strange intermittent
Hence.
Miss Gloria held out her hand with
frigid little smile.
Good afternoon. Mr.. Thompson"
he bowed In dismissal Gerry strobe
long modify. He had intended to In
tie her to lunch With him during this
hopping tour In the city and now IT
as all ended. That knock of hers
bout a Connected young business
an" had evidently been given to
hide his assurance. Well. he would
ass the afternoon at movie, and
Ieet her on the train going home.
iris were queer. He might then In
Imbleness be able to reinstate him.
If. His eyes sought her out before
lie had fairly selected her seat upon
e homeward journey, but an intel
youth forestalled him