New Britain herald., 1927-12-27

Roy" Lily answered easily. Get plenty from him. and we'll have q good dinner somewhere and cele- , brate our freedom. Gosh. I'm glad 10 get out of your mothers house, let me tell you.'
 In the front office they could hear ! Roy whistling "Mandalay" as he closed his desk and locked it. "I hate to ask him for q wad of money" Pat said. You see, today we made the last of our plans for the machine shop where we're going 10 make the piston ring, and he put q lot more money into it than ] did"
 .>s he stopped talking and looked at her in a troubled way, Roy came across the garage and pokel his head around the corner of the door.
 Good night. Newlyw eds" he smiled broadly at them. What are you doing? Having your first family ! battle? I'll be referee"
 Lily gave sharp little laugh. You can be something better than that You can be our banker. We need some money" she said. Sh9 could see Pat shaking his head at her, but she pretended not 10 See him.
 Pats mother has practically turned me out of the house. she told him, taking liberties with the truth as she often did. And well have to go to hotel for the night, until We look up some kind of fur nished flat or other tomorrow-'
 "Oh. no. you don't have to do any thing of the kind. You can come right over to our house. Roy broke in, in his hearty, good-natured voice. "Sadye will be tickled to death to put you up. and keep you as long as you want to stay. Where's your baggage?"
 I.ily's heart sank She had been thinking with anticipation of a night in a luxurious hotel room down town dinner in a big. brightly Lighted dining room--breakfast in bed the next morning.
 1 Until that moment she did not 1 realize how tired she was of the kind { of life she had been leading for the past two weeks in Pats mothers ! house. But she realized 1t now. ] She was sick and tired of the little , room under the caves. the suppers of corned beef or pot-roast or baked { hash. the sound of Florence's high i pitched voice as she talked 10 one ] in the lower hall.
 "Our baggage is at Pats house, l Roy,' she said shortly, and when he had offered 10 get it and vanished into the darkness outside the ga- rage. she burst into angry tears.
 What's the matter now?" Pat asked. coming to her and holding Ter close 10 him. "Everything's all strdiehteneI up, isn't it? We're going 10 Roy's house, and tomorrow we'll find little home of our own. There's nothing 10 cry about now, is there, honey?"
 His unhappy bride nodded her l head, and the top of her little hat Gcra ped against his chin. 'O-o-ooh. I'm so unhappy she walled. 'J'm so sick of being poor and not having a place to call my own. Oh, why did do thia Pat? Why did l marry you? love you, but I don't think ] , can stand this horrible life we're ! leading. No f-f-fun. No nothing.' Man-like. Pat was silent. And. after all. what was there to say? 1 What is there for any man to say 1 when the wife of his bosom tells | him that he has failed 10 give her 1 her hearts desire, and that there | fore she wishes from the bottom of ! her unsatisfied heart that she never had married him?
 T knew 1t would come to this" 1 he thought '[ was sure of it." And I his own heart was like q lump of lead under his cheap blue cotton
 shirt as he pattel her shoulders and
 laid his cheek against Lily's wet
 one.
 They spent two nights in Roy Jet
 terson's house. and they were much
 happier than Lily had expected they
 would be.
 Sadye was one of those comfort able women who know how to make other people comfortable. Her beds
 were soft and her linen was fresh and scented with lavender. Her , meals were always on time and she certainly knew how to cook. There
 were clean napkins on the table for every meal, and in the morning she
 brought Lily q dainty little breakfast
 tray along with the morning paper. And Lily lay against her pillows,
 reading advertisements for furnished flats aloud to her She marked the
 ones that looked promising, and
 after lunch they put Sadyes babies into her little automobile and went 10 look them mp.
 On Friday morning Lily found the place she had been looking for.
 Ii seemed almost too perfect to he true three well-furnished, sunny roonlS Tn all apartment on Devon shire street. within walking distance of the garage and the machine shop
 where the piston ring was to he turned out. And the rent was
 only forty dollars a month.
 "Of course we'll have to get a
 lot of things for It. Lily said 10
 Pat on Friday night when they ar
 rived there, bag and baggage. We
 need a lamp for my dressing table,
 and a bookcase and some books, and
 some ferns for the window sills of
 the living room---'
 Pat stopped her. Wait a minute"
 he said. laughing. We may need
 'cm, but If We get them we'll get
 them one at q time. We areH'S l7o, lg