New Britain herald., 1928-09-12

Ana now ! suppose I've waited toe
long. Life's like that. Sybil. We
wait too long for the good things
and then It b too late.
Don't think haven't been
happy he assured her. trying des-
perately to atone for the tears he
brought to her eyes. you've heen
a good daughter to me. Sybil. And
Tad's a fine boy. Your mother and
l have been happier than most.
We've had our little ups and downs
together - but l guess Mother al
ways understood. She's a good
woman. sybil. You'll be good to
her when I'm gone! It's going to
be hard for your mother
"Oh, Daddy. DADDY"
He pattsd her shou'' consol-
ingly.
IAN right. dear. It's all right.
Don't you 20 feeling bad"
please don't talk that way" she
begged. You just break my heart
Craig Newhall phoned one after
noon.
See here. Sybil. you've got to
think OF yourself. you know. You're
sticking around the house alto
gether too much. Let me drive you
out In the country somewhere. only
an hour or two. I'll have you back
for dinner"
"Oh, l can't Craig. really. Thank
you just the same. But l don't
want to leave Daddy"
Her father heard her at the t2le-
phone.
Go ahead" he urged. You
ought to get out more. I'm a regu-
lar old bear. keeping you cooped up
here all the time. Run along and
have good time"
You owe it to yourself. dear"
interposed her mother mildly.
"Of all the selfish. stupid express
sions." Sybil thought to herself
''tlnat one takes the prize. More
than any fiends on earth, hate
the people who tell the world they
owe it to themselves.
Sybil and her mother grated on
each other constantly. Mrs. Thorne
resented her husbands preference
for SYPHILIS companionship. sybil
chafed under her mothers irritat-
ing little admonitions: Edward.
your medicine, dear. :. Edward.
don't do that! -. My goodness,
haven't you finished your milk
yet? Nov then, take your
soup while it's nice and hot
:" She knew habitual nagging
was the curse of her fathers life.
do 60, Sybil." her mother was
saying. Perhaps your father would
like to be alone with me, for a
little change"
"All right. Craie," she agreed.
iii 60"
He was there in half an hour
in a shiny ne" sport car, with
trick accessories and tuneful
horn.
Now there's nice young man."
approved Mrs. Thorne do you
suppose he'll ever ask you to marry
him, Sybil?"
Mrs. Thorne worked on the as
sumption that girls merely waited
to be asked. She could zee no rea-
SON for not jumping at any good
opportunity to catch mice young
man." 1t would have been such
comfort to her to have Sybil ''all
nicely married and settled down."
Mr.. Thorne smiled sympathetic
ally over his wife's head. but Sybil
read in his eyes an echo to her
mothers question.
"Goodby. daddy dear. I'll be home
in no time at all. And I'm going
to find some nice asparagus for
you and Strawberries, too"
They'll be awfulIy expensive"
demonstrated Mrs. Thorne. ''As-
paragus Is just out Of sight. And
hot house fruit! We never knew
about such things when was
young"
Sybil kissed her father on his
bald spot.
THE best is none too good for
MIR. Edward A Thorne," she as
sured them.
Lets go out Commonwealth
avenue and through Wellesley, ur
to the back roads, she suggested
as Craig tucked her in beside him
I'D like to feel bit Of Spring.
time"
Craig was very quiet.
ITS good to see you again.
Sybil,' he told her gravely. I've