Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1929-03-29
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IN ILL met Celia In the public IL
* brary by appointment. q was
- raining or they would hive gone
for walk. II was impossible
ever to have a quiet talk at Cela's
home where the five rooms were
crowded with grownups and children.
Here they had '.orner 20 themselves.
With book propped open upon the
table before them they carried on an
earnest conversation in whispers, The
elderly librarian ignored their confer
ence, which was just bit against the
rules. But she had been you're ~ert
self Resides, she recognIz' s.lg ~
that this boy and this glri were in
the midst of some sort of crisis. The
way they looked at each other spelled
romance with a tinge of tragedy.
Bill was slim, supple, vigorous. He
had gray eyes, dark hair, clear skin.
Only his hands showed how hard he
worked for living. He was a line
man for the local telephone company.
Celia was slight, strong, blue eyed, au-
burn-haired. She looked almost smart
In last years hat and mdde-over
suit. She was stenographer in a law
office.
whats the matter with our get
ting marrled2' asked Bill.
1--WE can't be married at ALL" Celia
turned her eyes from his hurt sur
prise. But she went on desperately.
ITS all foolishness our ever having
thought we could get married. Listen
to me-and to reason, Bill. You've
got to help your folks. I've got to
help mine. We haven't cent to get
married on" She paused abruptly,
aware that in the force Of her argu-
ment she had torn her handkerchief
into bits Even though It was an old
handkerchief she shouldn't have done
that. Handkerchiefs cost money like
everything else. Except love. And It
looked as II that was going to cost
something, too; more than she could
afford. 81 can't play the Stacker
when dad Is doing all he can," she
said. "Prissy and Dot want to go
through business school just the way
| did They want good Jobs, too. They
went without things while was TAX
ing my course. Oh, don't you see,
Bill, can't pass II all up and get
married and leave dad to buck the
game all alone Especially now when
the leg he hurt that time is troubling
hin, ~
Bill was doing sums with his fore
finger on the polished top Of the table
There was a deep line between bis
gray eyes.
"You mind being poor, don't your"
he asked.
Yes, she did mind being poor She
was ambitious She wanted to get
ahead. A tidy sum in the bank against
a rainy day was Cella's Idea Of Sc
curlty. She knew what rainy days
meant S, did Bill. But he wanted
Celia with his whole soul and heart.
81 don't want to stand In your way"
he said, after he had studied Cella's
face moment. IL want you to
have whatever you want. Maybe we'd
better call 1t off,"
Next day Celia found that he had
given up his job and left town. He
had gone out West somewhere to one
OF those remote sections where a good
llneman, provided he doesn't mind
loneliness and hardship, can get splen-
did wages.
Celia had never dreamed of such
thing. Even though she didn't see
her way clear TO marry BIZ she still
wanted him near, where she could
went suddenly void. Nothing seemed
to matter but her work.
She got an evening job In a clip
ping bureau and almost doubled her
pay. She began to save every cent
she could rake and scrape. Some time,
perhaps, when PrIssy and Dot had the
good jobs she would help them to, they
would pay her back.
At FIRST she heard from Bill through
mutual friends. She understood. He
was trying to forget her. Well, she
hOped ne WOULDN'T nave as Dad time
OF 1t as she was having somehow
she felt That she would never again
want to marry any man. BIZ was
all In all. NO 0ther man could ever
measure up to him In honesty, truth
and honor, and she would have no
less.
BllPs family began to look prosper.
Gus. His mother had nurse when
she was sick. AS soon as she re-
covered she took the boys and went
West to BIZ.
Celia's family. too. began 10 show