The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-04-27

| entity Jim left to telephone that he would not return to the ofIice that | afternoon.
 T don't like the way his eyes loOk." Jim complained. leaning forward and staring at Pat intent iy.
 "Dr Loomis said he had a
 Later Gypsy stole out of the room and left the two together. Dusk came and Jim did not turn on the light in the living room. When din- ner was served he refused to leave the dog. Gypsy sat by Pat while her husband snatched a nasty meal. Then she went to the table and Jim took up his watch again. At seven o'clock he insisted Loomis should return and have q look at the ter- rier.
 The report from the second visit was more hopeful. The veterinarian said he believed Pat would pull through. He gave instructions for the dogs care next day. Again if anything unusual transpired he ask ed to be notified.
 My land-the way Mir Wallace acts you'd think 1t was a person that was sick!" Matilda declared to Gypsy. They were in the kitchen.
 But he's had Pat ever since the dog was a tiny puppy" the girl dog! It nearly broke my heart to see him lie there suffering and so helpless. It's So much worse be- cause he can't tell Us how he feels."
 "Pitiful. all right" Matilda agreed half-heartedly, but I never saw such goings-On over a sick dog be- fore"
 There were to be further "goings- on." All through the night Jim and Gypsy alternated in constant vigil over Pat. Jim stayed with the dog until one o'clock. Then Gypsy appeared, wrapped in her yellow bathrobe. and insisted that he should get some sleep. At four eyed but firm in his determination to take the girls place. Little Pat seemed quieter. He was d0zing. l By morning they knew the dog would recover. Pat even rallied to the extent of beating a feeble rat-a- tat-tat with his tail when Jim look ed in on him before going to the office. There was great rejoicing Tn the household.
 Two days more and the terrier seemed to be romping as gaily as ever. His antics. however, were governed by new routine. There was no more trotting off by him. self throughout the neighborhood when he chose. Pat remained in- doors or in a square wire runway at the back of the house except when Gypsy took him with her on his leash.
 They went shopping each morn. ing together and for long walks in the afternoons Gypsy mad dfscUv- cred the countryside surrounding Forest City was glorious in May. Lilac blossoms had come and faded and now plum and apple trees were loaded with snowy fragrance. Whichever way she walked she sniffed their honey sweetness. The fresh green branches waved in stately grace. There were shrubs covered with yellow. pink md crim- son blossoms. With a proud smile she exhibited to Jim one evening the days trophy--the first rose. It was a tiny wild one she had found In a sunny hollow place at the very edge of the city. Getting far afeld. aren't you?' Jim asked. j.
 But like to discover new places. It's such fun. See = isn't 1t fragrant?" Tell you what we'll do," Jim to Jackson's Creek Sunday? You're always talking about flowers. Say you'll find vioiets out there thick as a carpet on the ground. White ones, mostly. They grow down on each side of the creek where the trees shade them. All kinds of wild flow CTS out there. I don't believe the kids go out there any more the way they used to. Jackson's Creek was the old swimmin' hole In my day"
 ''Td love to go. Jim! Matilda can pack a lunch and we'll make 1t 4 picnic"
 Gypsy made plans for the expedi- ton enthusiastically. It was the first time she and Jim had arranged an outing-even such small one as a drive into the country. She planned lunch which included cold fried chicken, fresh rolls. salad and pickles and a marvel of a choc- olate cake with thick fudge icing. Fruit and two thermos bottles went into the lunch basket--one for steaming coffee and the other for ice water.
 The Sunday they had selected was the second day of June. Tho sun shone brightly. Gypsy came out of the house in green knitted dress danna fashion, she had tied scarf of scarlet and black and gold. As she stepped into the roadster Jim grinned.
 | You look your name today" he told her. "Yes sir--regular gypsy"
 Any criticisms?"
 | None whatever. That was mean. to be compliment"
 l Thank you, sir" Gypsy spoke demurely but her eyes held laugh ter. She was blushing.
 | Pat climbed up to, his post beside them and the roadster was off. It was almost noon when they reached the nearest approach to Jackson's bearing the lunch basket. led tine way. The terrier battered beside him.
 Here we are," Jim announced. "Say--it all looks natural. I haven't been here in i've years"
 They were standing on Q sloping hillside. Through the trees 20 yards away the narrow stream flashed gold In the sunlight. The ground, as Jim has predicted. was carpeted with bright green. Trees crowding together at either side of the opening, cast long. dark shad- ows. There was Q path leading toward the creek.
 For a half hour Gypsy explored excitedly. Then they opened the lunch basket. Jim spread a robe