New Britain herald., 1927-12-24
Author of "Saly's Shoulders Honey Lou,"
 The Hollywood Girl,' Etc.

river.
 i Lily knew practically nothing | about art, but she saw that it was
 gool pictufo-full Of sunlight and 1 color.
 Well, I'm not going to have tha. I thing around all my natural life, to , remind Pat of her" she thought and popped it down into q sewer
 that she happened to be passing, i white ribbon and all. Where would I put It anyw1y ?" ! she asked herself. discOnsolatcly. "l l haven't any homo, and it doesn't , look as if l ever am going to haye i one."
 She was most unhappy. going | along the sid walks in the spring i twilight. Her high heels cut into hor feet like knives and shc was limplne 1 by the time she turned in at th"
 gate of the little browns shuttercd 1 house.
 T suppose we'll have 10 live here in this dump for years and years on top of years" sh" went on think | ing. as she opened the door and
 went into the kitchen.
 Pats mother was standing beside the table making biscuits. Shr
 looked mp with Ter quick, cheerful
 smile. Have q good time. dcarc ?' she asked.
 Lily shook her head. T should say l didn't," sine answered with
 perfect truthfulN' ss. Tt was the
 most terrible party l ever went 10
 i'll my life. All ths women brought their brats along. and that far Sadye waited on tahlo, and 2 nurse , came in aj the end ot th" afternoon talking about ca.s" sh" had been on."
 That must have been Elizabeth lirtz," Pats mothar began mildly.
 But Lily cut hor off short.
 Tt was" she said. "But for
 heavens sake. lets not talk about
 her. All I've been hearing this aft
 ernoon is how wonderful she l.
 . My stars, If shes so wonder
 iul, why didn't Pat marry her."
 Don't ask me. l never could rn- derstand mon folks" Mrs Franc" said, shaking her head. Pats go- ing 10 work on his piston ring down at the garage tonight. Would
 !ou like to walk down there with lis lunch?"
 She waved her hand toward ! large package wralr red in brown paper that stood on the kitchen table Lily shook her head.
 'I couldn't walk that far on bet" she sighed. My feet ar, just killing mo. Let Florence take { 1t when she comes" shes staying down town for sup ! per- slid Pats mother. "Ill ruu
 down with ii if youll watch these ! biscuits for mo. I hate Pat
 to miss his regular meal time" "-All right. I'll watch thcIn," the
 girl promised "J won't forget them, don't worry"
 But sho did forget them She for got all about them two minutes
 after Mrs. Franc" lott inc house with the package tucked into her
 shopping lag.
 She went upstairs. wrapped in tho
 gloomicst kind Of thoughts ahout herself anl Pat--ahout her life with
 Pat.
 H. had promised hor that eomo day he would l." as well fixed" as 'ho Jott"rsons were, if his ring old | when it vas put on the market. "But what does that mcan?' Lily | asked herself, thinking of the maid i l. ss house, the l0-cent store candles l on the lunch table. and inc women ! who had to bring their offspringS i with them to card party or stay
 at homo,
 { And that's what I'm facing, ! That's the very best I'll get if [ stick to Pat-prctty slim pickings," ! she told her bright image in thu 1 glass as she slipped out of her party i dress and into q pink bungalow 1 apron that Mrs. France had made ! for her.
 She started down the stairs, won-
 dering how long she would have to i stay on here In the little house
 Everybody in it was good to her, and ! tEey were pleasant people 10 live with.
 "But it's not like your own home" she thought, remembering how she | and Pat had not even been able to quarrel there without the whole ! family knowing about it. There
 was something in having a house 10 l yourselves. even if you just wanted i it to be able to row in privacy.
 Pat had no business to mar ! me uuil he had q home 10 take me ! to- she went on thinking, forgetting 1 completely that she had practically i begged Pat to marry hcr-forgetting ! that she had told him she didn't mind being poor as Jobs turkey if i only she were h,s wife! | On the hall table was q magazine ' that had come that afteroon. She | picked 1t up and carried 1t into the : little parlor. There she settled her self comfortably on the couch with all the cushions on it piled around her.
 She was halfway through a love