New Britain herald., 1927-12-28
Money Love


 love at first sight with q taxi driver whom she sees on the street. He takes her home, and on the way he tells her that his name is Pat France and he owns his own cab in q Com- pany headed by his friend, Roy Jet terson. and that he is going 10 sell it to raise money 10 finance q lis- ton ring that he has invented.
 He and his cab vanish from the streets after q week or two, during jay. and she bcgins to miss him so much that she decides she cant go through with her marriage to Staley DrumuunI. But Mrs. IeXing- ton aunouHces the engagement and he wedding day is set for June tenth. Then, on the tenth of May. Lilly goes out to tn" garage 10 gt into. the car, and finds d new chauffeur thore-Pat. himself. He admits to her that he took ths job simply 10 be near her as much as possible for the few weeks before her marriage to Stal'y. but before he has been th re two days Lily knows she never will marry Stal"y. Pat and Mrs. Lexington quarrel, when Mrs. Lexington learns about the love affair. and he and Lily leave the house. Despite the pro- tests of her parents and Staley, they go 10 the France family's little house next door to Mrs. Frances grocery store, and there they are married. Th. only guest from Iilys world is Sue Cain, her Chum. Not a wedding pres mt comes but $HOO check from Tily's father. Pat gets [; job in Rcy's garage, and Roy and he put all the money they can raise into renting machine shop for the making of the piston ring. and Lily is told she must get along on very little. The only person whom Lily really likes out of the Pats family and circle of friends, is his young sister. Florence. Sh" diSllk"S his sister. Sarah. and Roy letter sons wife. Saiyc, because they ar" friends of his former sweetheart, Elizabeth ErtZ. She quarrels with lis mother, and they take little flat hy themselves. Lily spends her S20O on clothes instead of fixing up the flat with it. deciding that tho way to hold Pats love is to b" bean tful, TO matter how the house looks; or the cooking is done. Sh" tries 10 think up ways of cutting down on the household drudgery.
 CHAPTER NNNI 1.ily's new plin was 10 go to th" little Boyle street restaurant for her breakfast instead Of trying 10 get coffee and orange juice for herself , in the flat every morning. Ut won't take any more time 10 run down 10 the corner.' she decid- cd. thinking 1t over the next morn ing as she lay m bed staring up at , the sunlit ceiling of her room, than it would take to fuss around here, ] opening cream bottles and squeezing ! oranges. To say nothing of washing l the dishes afterward." She hated to wash dishes.
 There was nothing about the work i around the flat that she did no, 1 hate, as q matter Of fact. She loath- i ed bed making. She dospised dus- 1 ing and sweeping. And as for taking | al h,. l., , piling up and piling up at the back ! of the clothes clOset--Wcll, she just ! didn't know what to do about them
 'I must ask Pat about laundries. : she said to herself that morning or her way to the little restaurant He must know where his mother sent his shirts 10 be washed" Th"r she remembered vaguely that Pa
 had said something 10 her, not st
 long ago. about washing them Ter
 self. But. of course, he had beel joking.
 Not that ' wouldn't be glad t'
 wash them." sha thought. But he,
 revcr expect me to. Why
 that's work for a horse or a ma
 chine.'
 She remembered, too, as rh
 drank coffee and ate UaftlcS at
 shining whit" counter, that she ha fail him if only he would marry he
 that she would do all the thing that q poor mans wife has to dc , and do them willingly. Oi : well. people always were makin
 wild promises before they were ma, ried! And who kept promises, any l way?
 Sh" went home and looked at th mountain of dirty clothes in tn 5 closet A close. !nusty odor seem"
 10 come from them when she openc , th" door.
 She shut it quickly. T really mus . send th"s" clothes out to be Nasl - ed" she told herself. And then foI
 got them.
 Pat France might work by tl
 sweat cf bis brow in q greasy ms . chin" shop or q Earag" all day ,ou
 bat h" was one of those sCrupAlOu, U clean people who never wear Il slme change Of clothes twice. Every mCTninS he put on ever,
 thing clean -- clean underClothin U clean socks. clean collar. and tuck
 t clean handkerchief or two into Il
 pants pockets.
 But or the following moruin , when h. opened his dresser drawer : he found them ompty.
 1ily saw inc blank look th; . crossed his face, as she lay watchjl , him with eyes that were just op,
 and that was all. II" turned to loC , at her and she let tn" lids drop.
 "Bube? You awake 2" she heal
 him ask softly, coming to the sid.
 her bed. She never moved q muscl
 Then, after second, the clos :, door Squeaked and she heard Ii
 throwing out some of the Soil' things on the bedroom floor. |.