Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1930-10-02
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speak rather loud to make her un-
derstand.'
will I see her this EVENING""
"Oh, yesl Certainly. She's been
spending the summe in town.
Generally goes up in New England.
but this year--at least for q time
shes decided to stay in the CITY,"
Celia's misgivings increased. She
had not considered the prospect Of
acquiring a grandmother. Grand
mothers. as she pictured them.
should be old ladies dressed in law
ender with little caps OF lace OF
their heads and spectacleS ON their
noses. She thought Of such a grand
mother sitting in a rocking chair
and knitting.
"Of course. she'll sec that you meet
young people," Mitchell said. as
though he we're reading her mind.
There was a pause and the man
returned to his newspaper. Celia
glanced timidly about the car She
hoped that no n would guess that
ID was her first trip In g parlor car.
She eyed the other travellers cur
iously.
A girl about her own age sat a
few seats distant. She had black
hair, combed away from her face.
and very red lips. She ore a black
dress. A young man sat beside the
girl and the two were in gales Of
laughter. He isn't as good looking
as Barney" Celia thought to her
self. The thought brought back a
stab Of pain. She turned back 10
her window and tried to remember
all the things Barney had said the
night before.
The sun was directly in the west
now. A white clad colored man
came through the tar. announcing
that dinner vas served. A man
and two women arose and followed
him.
Mitchell asked Celia If she would
like to dine. She said she was not
hungry.
The little watch on the girls
wrist told her that il was six O'Clock.
Her mother would be Getting her
evening meal. What was she cook
ing? II made Celia sad to think OF
her mother alone at the table
where the two or them had always
saf. She wondered how Mrs. Rogers
would spend the evening.
A little alter Mitchell led the way
TO the dining car. Celia was inn
pressed by the array of silver and
linen and the heavy trays the wait
erS bore so easily. She could not
conceal her wonder at this travel
ing restaurant.
Her father ordered. He was in
sistent in directing that the steak
should not be overdone and that the
cheese must be well ripened.
Everywhere Mitchell seemed to re-
GIVE the same prompt Difference
Celia noted. II made him more awe
inspiring than before.
She had little to say as the meal
was served. Her father ate heartily
and after one DR. two attempts at
conversation he devoted himself TO
the food.
Shadows heightened on the coun-
tryside as the train sped BY. When
they had finished eating and were
back in the parlor car dusk had fall
en-. There was nothing to be seen
outside the windows now Celia
selected a magazine and tried 10
entertain herself.
She was surprised when Mitchell
touched her arm.
Almost there he said. Are you
ready?'
You mean we're In New York;"
mo. no. Have TO cross the river
yet. This is Jersey City. We change
TO the bus here"
Some OF the women In the a
were putting on hats and coats.
Celia took the tiny vanity case from
her purse. patted her nose with pow
del and pulled on her gloves.
The conductors shout rang
through the car.
"All OIL"
The girl scrambled TO her feet.
followed closely by her father in the
press toward the door Of the car,