Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1931-07-17
No. A..
Jane Finally Got
Her Roses
BY CLARIssA MACKIE

ZANE RYDER stared out of the
- dripping window into the dreary
courtyard of the apartment house
The rain that trlckled from the rail-
ing Of the fire escape outside
splashed monotonously.
II was her twenty-ffth birthday
and she had only received one birth
day card in the days nail, and the
package that always came from home
must have been delayed.
"Not even birthday cake-not
even a rose, md II is June back
home" said Jane woefully. II had
been dull day at the Office, and the
dinner, eaten alone at tiny tea
room, was a total failure for poor
Jane. She had seen the young man
who occupied the next room to hers
eating his dinner at the opposite ta-
BILE and he looked so hllariously hap
py over It that Jane knew that It was
her own homesick self tina. mattered
not the rain or anything else. She
did so want the fragrance OF roses
How they would have frightened the
dull little hall bedroom she had at
Mrs. Cready'sl She fingered for mo-
ment Mt a florists window on the cor
ner and there inside was the happy,
young man next door, buying roses
and lovely plumes Of white lilac. The
man was examining them into a long
box with lots of pale green waxy
paper. As she FASTENED toward home,
the youngster passed her running for
a street car The box Of roses was
under his arm and he was whistling
the latest love song.
"He is about my age" thought
Jane. 81 suppose there is some girl
Il hope she likes him for he Is rath-
err a dear, and, I know he has been
wildly extravagant about those
roses" That was an hour or more
ago, and now Jane was staring Into
the dripping fire escape.
"What an idiot am" thought
Jane, 81 will change my dress and
go 20 the movies and buy some candy
and | will have birthday, all ex-
cept the home box and the roses"
She raised the window to see whether
1t was raining very hard, and rs she
did so she heard her neighbor come
into his room. He was not whistllng.
He Just dumped heavily across the
floor, flung up his window and threw
something savagely out into the court.
It struck the edge Of the fire escape,
balanced and fell inside, shifting Jane
smartly on the cheek.
couch |" cried Jane, startled.
Silence, and then, did someone
speakr
Jane knew he was poklng his head
out on the fire escape. "Oh, excuse
me, don't tell me l struck you with
the roses" he apologlzed. 81 am sorry
I hope you are not hurt"
mot at ALL" said Jane stiffly.
81 did not imagine anyone would
be out there" he went on.
II am sorry" sympathIzed Jane.
at was much a lovely bouquet"
"How do you known" he demanded
brusquely.
Jane blushed. "Why, Just hap
pened to see you buying them-I wns
looking In the florists wlndow-roses
and white llacs-and I did think how
glad the girl would be to have them
"She wasn't" he went on roughly
as II telling about It hurt him and az
though he enjoyed the hurt, "she was
wearing his orchids. was 80 mad
Just brought the box home In a
dream and when found them under
my arm, opened the window and lei
fly, but I am so sorry that 7 hurt
you" he ended contrltely.
II am sorry about the other girl,
said Jane timldly.
81 am not--thank you just thu
same had to find out some time
II you'll put your head In a moment
I'll toss those flowers down make q
better shot of II this time"
"Please don't throw them away,
said Jane In a small voice.
"Why, couldn't offer Them to yor
after she had refused them" he pro
tested.
"Certalnly not" said Jane, but 4
IL wicked to throw flowers away.
Gently, very gently, Jane closed hcl
window and pulled the shade closely
1.-THE poor dear" she thought. IN
was so Indignant at that horrid CIR
and I had been thinking how happ,
he was" About that time HANNAH
came TO the door with the big boz
from home and Mrs. Cready had re-
membered that II was james birth
day and sent Hannah up with n ros'
and some sprays Of white lilac.
"YOung Mr.. Hunter, gave Mrs
Cready big box full" explained Han
nah proudly.
Late that evening, Jane took he
birthday cake downstairs TO share Z
with Mrs Cready and some Of tn
other roomers. "rhey didn't send m,
any flowers" Jane explained, 80 thu
yours are twice as welcome" A TAI
sounded on the door.
"come IN, Mr.. Hunter--don't b,
bashfu. Bob" said good Mrs. Cready
"IIere Is your nelghbor, Miss Ryder
having birthday celebration cnk,
and all -
"well," said Mrs Crcady the mex
day, "they certainly took TO each 9th
err right Off--and, unless I'm mistaken
ri lose two OF my roomers befor
Christmas, mark my wordsw
And Mrs. Cready was moi mistaken
Horse Not Dying Out
In 1920 there we're 3,lOO,532 farm
horses In Canada and In 1890 Their
were 3,20502S, a decrease Of only 1906,
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