Evening star., 1931-12-06
-AStmy Of Ne0y XmkLi15-BY WILL JACKSON

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ninth street when you're passing that way about
sundown. Brown eyes she has, soft like her
voice, and long dark lashes. She's young and
little girl like, but she walks so very easy it
makes me think of beautiful new car NOV
ing along slow and quiet but you know what
it can do.
And when She left it was like the room was
very empty and there's just Miss Young sitting
there, and me and the desk and chairs
and books And I Miss Youngs lips mov-
ing but have to listen different to hear her
voice. And what she's saying seems strange
and not important any more. But then the
lessons over and I'm glad to get out in the
street.
At first I don't know what the matter with
me was, but I drove around and around
around is right, end her image and voice and
things kept crowding everything else in the
world out. I knew 1 had been hit, and hit
harder than any man ever was before 1 knew
it. It's serious thing I'll tell you because
you think you'll grow crazy if you can't see
ner in five minutes. laughed very bitter when
I thought of seeing her in five minutes. 1
was just common chauffeur and didn't have
any education or position or anything and /
would be fortunate if I could be her footman or
something.
Next morning I drove Estelle to Atlantic City
because she hadn't been feeling well she said
and was to come back for her in few days
when she wired.
Coming back through Philadelphia I got
called down for not observing traffic signs be-
cause in my thoughts I observing young
lady in Miss Young's study
NOV there's something you can't stop, think
ing about certain people, no matter how
much will power you've got or think So But I
guess you can't have much until you've exer-
cised it some, just like you can't grow muscles
without lot of sweat
So knew was doing the wrong thing to
even think about her. But somehow it's the
kind of trouble you would rather be in than
not think about her. And when I got back
from Atlantic City I drove straight to Miss
Young's because had made up my mind to
know little more about Carol, at least her
second name
chatted little with Miss Young and said
by the way who was the young lady in here
the other day, if I may ask?"
Miss Young looked up quick and could feel
my face getting red, and then she smiled a
little.
That was Miss Brewster" she said, Carol
Brewster, Mr.. Brewsters little sister who lives
with her mother"
Thank YOU" I said and lust managed tn
get out because my courage was all gone. The
next afternoon when got home Estelle was
there and Lily her maid said she wanted to
see me.
went in and she lying down she was so
tired out she said. She said Atlantic City had
got on her nerves and she suddenly decided to
come home. saw she wasn't feeling very well
and said was sorry about it and she asked
me to come sit by her which / did and she
held my hand.
I've been very unhappy for a long time,
Clem," she said mo one can know But YOU
reminded me of some one loved and I'm very
fond OF you. Miss Young tells me you are doing
very well and likes you very much for a
student and she smiled little. But there's
been change in you, you don't seem so cheer
ful as you always were Is there anything I
can do for you?"
Then, before could say anything the door
opened without knock and Jimmie rushed in
So" he said, Il see." he said, speaking slow
and sneering with his words. so this is why
you're back so soon. Now I know that Olive
was telling the truth Why, she told me half
hour ago that this chauffeur Is playing around
with the maids here and that people are saying
all sorts OF things besides. And look at this"
and ne hands her bill for some clothes they've
sent hlm by mistake. Because the day after
Estelle bought me some clothes so as not to
look like I'm from Pittsburgh yet and charged
1t went down and paid it myself
Haven't you an ounce of pride" he said