New Britain herald., 1927-08-23
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the mainstay of her family in the
 absence of her father. who does not live with her mother. Mrs. Jerome
 enjoys poor health, so Sally does the housework mornings and office
 work for Mir. Peevey down town
 afternoons. The twins, Beau and
 Millie give little towards the sup
 port of the home. and so the
 financial load falls on Sally. too. In the flat below the Jeromes l lives Ted Sloan, an autom obile
 salesman, who wants Sally to marry | him and keep on working. But the
 only man who interests her is | John Nye. whose real estate office
 is across the hall from Mir. Peevey's. | Millie is Yves secretary and he is
 blindly infatuated with her. Millie is fascinated by Yves wealth, but
 really prefers Davy Davidson, bond salesman, with whom she for merly worked. Davidson admires
 Sally, who will have nothing to do
 with him.
 Beau gets some money from Ted Sloan by means of bad checks, and
 Sally takes care of 1t for him. When he "borrows" some more money from the bank where he works. she makes that good also Then he mar
 ries Mabel Wilmot, his girl, and buys second hand car and rents an expensive furnished flat But when his funds run low he and Ma bel return to the Jerome flat to live, so that Mabel can work down town and have no house work to do. Sally manages somehow to do all the housekeeping.
 Millie goes to the hospital for an appendicitis operation. and John Nye pays for her expensive room and trained nurse. Sally does Millie's work for her, and does it SO well that when Mr. Peevey retires from business he offers Sally a job in his own office. But she refuses it, and goes into business with her aunt, Emily Jerome. Aunt Emily has given up school teaching, and turned her old country house ir,- an inn. called 'The House by the Side of the Road" Although she and Sally do all the work them selves to keep down expenses, and the food Is delicious. the restauran, does not thrive, and Aunt Emily,
 who has put all her money into the venture, is worried and anxious, She and Sally think, perhaps they are not "jazzy" enough, and hire a marlmba orchestra, small but good. Mrs. Jerome complains that the family cannot get along without Sally at home to do the work, and suggests that they all move into Aunt Emily's house. Aut Elm refuses to have them there, but shortly afterward she and Sally return home from market one morning to find moving van before the house. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY.
 CHAPTER XLIII
 Aunt Ems face was a study as she jumped out of the car and rushed over 10 the moving van.
 Where did you get that stuff?" she asked the two men who were unloading it. She jerked her head in the direction of the furniture that was scattered over the grass and l driveway.
 Sally knew perfectly well where they had got it. She recognized jn- stantly the large green velour chair that was her mothers second best | resting place on earth. She recog- ! n1zed the old corner cupboard that i had stood in the Trells street din ing room ever since she could re- member.
 She knew that her aunt recor rized them, too, but was going 10 pretend that she did not.
 "You've made a mistaken she snapped, glaring at the two men be- fore her. I'm not expecting any furniture here. You pack all that stuff up and take it right back where it came from"
 Helplessly the two movers looked 1t each other. One of them scratched his head, glanced at Aunt Emily. and then pulled slip of 7aper from his pocket.
 "Is your name Jerome ?" he asked Aunt Emily, and she gave short Tod as if her head had been pulled ID and down by unseen strings.
 Well, then, this is the right place, lady" he said, still scratching is head. Our orders Were 10 bring Ill this out here" He raised his lead, and his face brightened as a aXicab came tearing into the drive vay.
 Here's the lady that sent 1t out, I loww
 Mrs. Jerome got slowly and awk- rardly from the cab. her skirts bal { ooning out in the April wind, her lat on one side, and her face coy red with broad smile.
 Ihessmle faded slowly as she saw he look in Aunt Emily's eyes.
 "Why-why." she faltere1 weak { y. have I done something I houMn't have done?" Her large, | lump hands flapped helplessly. l
 Aunt Emilys answer gritted s trough set teeth. Don't talk like I fool, Clara Margaretta. You're not ( uch fool that you've forgotten g hat I told you you could NOT ome here to live, Now, what do .