The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-06-29
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sharp answer. There would be something in what her mother said, were 1t not for the many dollars of her earnings that had gone into the family exchequer.
 T am doing all can," she said quietly.
 "And I've done all I can," her mother retorted. i've stood over this stove and baked until I'm black in the face. Irene was the only one with sense enough to, look out for herself and I'm not going to hurt her pride for the sake of some who criticized her." "some'' referred to. "I don't want her to help me-" she said. 1T could get a job if I didn't have to help Dad in the store. And I can't see that it would hurt Irene's pride to do something for her another and father"
 "You can't? Don't you suppose that it would humble her to ask Gaylord for money for her family?"
 T suppose it would, 8 bit," Beryl admitted. "But I'm sure Gaylord wouldn't mind if she were grate- full"
 "well, wrote to her once about ana SuO udSh dhSWCACos | AAA AAOS going to do it again." Beryl was auieted by the finality in her tone. The task she'd been about was finished. She took off her smock and rolled down her sleeves. r "Ill take the salad to the store" she said hurriedly. "Is the cake iced?"
 "No, you'll have to come back
 II haven't much time. It's satur- day, you know" Beryl reminded her.
 | "You don't need to tell me! Hasn't every Saturday seen me chained to this kitchen for a month";"
 Beryl felt suddenly very sorry for her. Perhaps she was suf- fering in silent disappointment-too loyal to Irene to complain. | 'Never mind the icing" she said. store."
 And suppose the cake doesn't sell?"
 Mrs Barstow will take half of it, and Tommy will buy the other half. We're going on 8 picnic to- morrow to celebrate Tommy's re- turn to college"
 Beryl could not be depressed with the prospect of a picnic with Tommy, especially when it marked a signal triumph. Before starting she resolutely put trouble behind her. And the whipped cream cake was sold as a whole besides all the salad. Beryl decided she must make more of the salad since peo- pie had begun to ask for it. Per- haps the Everett craft could be floated on salads and cakes. l She remarked to Tommy when she served him store cookies that ships ought to have spires made of spun sugar and keels of choco- late and oars of peppermint sticks and he asked her if she were ra- tional.
 "What's that about the path to your door?" she said dreamily. "I think I'm going to start one on stepping stones of brownies ana deviled eggs. Maybe I'll get stand out here somewhere in the country and serve hobo sandwiches you know, Tommy, people have to eat and if you make 1t & pleasure for them-If made something bet ter than anyone else made 1t and ]"
 Tommy reached out and took her hand. "Cut it out" he said huskily I and Beryl said, Making & success of anything Is thrilling, Tommy" for she knew that he was contrast ing @ career running lunch stand with one as a singer. 1 She had to be very careful with Tommy in some respects. He had changed. To Beryl he was vastly more interesting than he had been before. He was repentant and gen. tie and sympathetic when he was serious.
 After a bit she managed to turn the conversation into p discussion of Tommy's future. She had a beautiful time listening to him, and watching the sun glint through the autumn leaves on his hair. Tommy would be somebody some day.
 They drove home in mellow dusk. Most of the way they had the road to themselves. Beryl's old car shot past other vericles easily. Some drivers swore at and others envied the young couple.
 Beryl closed her eyes that night with a happy sigh, and did not wake the next morning until her mother came to show her a tele- gram from Irene.
 (TO be Continued) l