New Britain herald., 1927-12-23
Author of "Sally's Shoulders" Honey Lou,"
 The Hollywood Girl" Etc.

They Always Bring the kil
 What she was thinking was th4t she might just as well get what fun there was in her new life. Her fam ! ily and all her own friends had dc serted her Not q telephone message, not q telegram. not a wedding prys- ont had come to the small brown shuttorod house for her, She might , have been dead for all her own world seemed 10 care these Inst two days,
 That will pc just fine" Sadyc answered heaCljly. Don't fuss up for il. We wear just any old thing. and help the hostess get lunch, and so on"
 Any old day 'h"v don't dress for their par'ies'" Lily saiI scornful~ 10 Pat that night when they went out for walk under the warm. sweet darkness of the May night. 'I'll bet they put on everything but just hopes that I'll come, looking like a Zulu handcar, that's all. N'o- men are terriblo cats when they don't like each other, Pat, and she hates me-
 "Why should she hate you?"
 "Becausc I married you-and she wanted, The Ertz 10 get you,' "X- pl1incd Lily. with great patience. And then shes pe"v"d bccaus" ] had Sua at my wedding instead Of hor-''
 She broke off, her voice becoming slow and dreamy. She won ,iorad what Sue and the rest of the crowd were doing tonight, Probably they were all at Stalny's house, cheering him mp and telling him that he was mighty lucky to cscaUe right at th" altar stops. as he had. She could imagine Jack EasimHu's jokes.
 She could imagine Sues dcscrip- ton of the wedding in the stuffy little parlor, with Mrs. France wjp- ing her eyes, and Pats father in an old-fashioncd morning coat, that was turning green at the seams.
 What are you signing ahout?" Pats voice asked. His eyes searched Ter face in tho thick gray darkness. His arm went around her. pulling her close 10 him.
 They were passing little park, and he drew her into the shadows of the trees along the sidewalk. They stood there like lovers, holding each other close.
 Small anl sweet" Pat whispered, his lips against her check. Are you homesicll? Do you miss all the things you've loft--anl all the poo- ple?"
 Lily nodded. "I miss my clothes" she answered. "Most of all--thn pretty things want to wear for you. But I miss the other things. too. Do you mind my telling you tho truth . I love you better than things Pat, anyway"
 He nodded IS if he understood just how she felt.
 Never you mind. Baby Doll" H. had all sorts of tender, absurd nicknames for her those days. When my piston ring gets on 'he market you'll have everything you want. Wen be as well~to-do as the Je'tersons in no lime"
 AS well-to-do as the letter sons"
 That phrase came back to Lily ten days iotcr, on the afternoon when Sadyo gave her luncheon bridge for tho card club.
 For Sadyc did all the work of the lul" party herself.
 Exactly as il sh" cant afford even q woman 10 come in for m extra day. Lily said to herself V hen Sadye greeted her at the door, resplendent in dres of grass green, silk trimmed, with nuglo beads that she called Sphinx" beads.
 She led her upstairs to the big air front bedroom. Don't put you coat on the bed" she said quickly hen Lily mad" a movement to toss the silk cape she had worn over the foot rail of the big double bed. 'I'v" fixed it for Sarah'a haby-an Jessie Nowton's. if she brings hers"
 I.ily's big gray green eyes widonod between their silky dark lashcs. "Babies?" she asked. "BabicS-at q card party? I never heard of such q thing"
 Sadye shrugged her plump shoul- dcre. There wouldn't be any card club if the girls didn't bring them, sha said simply, "Those people cant afford nurses like the people you've been used to. Some of them hire lit tie girls of 12 or l3 to come ill after school, sometimes. But most Of them have to bring the babies along. It's better for them, 10, anyway. . used to worry myself sick when Caddy and Taddy were little. if I left them for long"
 "Caddy" and "Taddy" were the nicknames for Catherine and Theo-