The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-03-23

in those brown ayes, the glow Of happiness which shonc from every feature of Gypsy McBr.de's imper- tinent little face.
 "Weil, what you you think?" said Gypsy.
 "Oh, hope you'll be So happy! Do you--when are you going 10 be married 2"
 It was an awkward moment. Then the girl at the door mastered her confusion and laughed tremulously.
 "rll--f'1l tell you all about 1t later! Have to run"
 Shc hurried down tho hall and caught the elevator car just as 1t was descending. Tn another five minutes she was in taxicab headed for the pier.
 Hurry" she told the driver. I've got to meet someone and I'm late
 DO the best l can. Ma'am."
 For two blocks they had the right of way and speed through traffic. Then q changing signal light blocked them. Gypsy glanced out of the win dow and saw a clock in q shop win dow. Tho hands pointed at 10 min utes of 12.
 "But they're always slow about getting people ashore" Gypsy reas. sured herself. "I can make It yet If I'm lucky"
 forward. Gypsy sat on the edge of the seat, clinging to each side.
 What was she to say when she mot Alan? Probably none of the pretty speeches she had rehearsed. What would he look like? Would he have changed? A hundred questions seemed to be throbbing through her head. Topped by the on etremend- ousiy big, important question--what would Alan say 10 her?
 Folded away in Gypsy's handbag. rather the worse for wear. was q letter. She had read 1t several times that morning. The letter had been read and rc-read frequently ever since Its arrival five days before. The address was written in q bold. mas culine hand and the postmark was Paris.
 she knew the words by heart.
 "Dear Gypsy" Alan had said. "in 10 days I'll be home. I've Just come from tho steamship office and this Is probably the last note I'll be able to get off before sailing. The boat Is the DeGrasse and we get In Sat urday noon. Believe me. 1t will seem great to be back. I haven't realized until these last two weeks just ex- actiy how anxious 1 am to see New York. Anxious to see you. too, Gypsy. I wonder If I'll know you!
 "I've been saving the best news until last. Didn't tell you I'd sub- mitted some sketches to the Thomas Advertising Agency, did 1? Well. they liked them. Wc've had m ex- change of letters and the result is that Monday morning, just about 48 hours after landing, I'm to report for my new job. 1t won't be much money at first. but once they realize the exceptional talent of this young man known as Alan Crosby Of course things will be different. Any how. jobs or young artists are scarce. 1t makes tho future a lot brighter knowing there's regular pay check ahead.
 Tt certainly will bc great 10 sec you again. Gypsy. Do your eyes stu have littlo sparks of red gold in them so. Do you still like butter cakes and long walks on sunday after moons? They arc so many other things ! want to talk about but thcy'll walt. You'll have to tell me ail the newe and I'll try to impress you with my French. All 10 wordsl We'll have q party. Thinking about home ik going to make these next 10 days harder than ever to wait. Guess I'd better stop before ! burst into poetry. So long. Gypsy. I'll be seeing youl As eyer--Alan."
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 To other girls it might not seem much of q love letter. They would he young women of course without the memory of Alan Crosby. tall and handsome, his black hair tossed careiessly back from his forehead as ha glanced Up from his drawing board and smiled that Rood-natured teasing smile, They would Do young women who knew nothing Of fine days in tho open country, swinging aiong the road with the best of