The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-07-20

Marry man who'll take care of your family for you" was Lot ties plan.
 Such men are few and far be- tween. So are girls like Mona. with trim figures. glowing bronze hair, best of all an angelic disposition.
 You are the sort of girl. my dear, who'll marry some good-for- nothing some fine day and support him." Lottie averred. Well, always room for one more! Remember --significantly--"you're not getting any younger"
 'Why don't you marry" Mona would demand hotly at this stage fthe discussion. @ "I've made my plans.' I.ottie would reply enigmatically. Mean while, why not go out with us to- night and look the eligibles overY' In spite of varying opinions on many subjects the giris were quite friendly.
 From eight o'clock. when Ma gently knocked on Mona's door to supplement the alarm, until eight fifteen the dark. tiny little gas-lit bathroom down the hall was Mona's s sole property, Ma knew 1t. Kitty knew 1t. Even Bud--the overlord of the raGio, the easiest chair and the ewgpaper--acquiesced.
 "She supports us alI." Ma would say fiatly. "If all she asks Is hot bath in the morning. by hook or crook, she'll get that bath"
 An Mona got 1t. It took a little conniving with the janitor but that was managed. A rich warm bath, creamy with scented salts given to Mona at Christmas by Lottie, 10 minutes relaxation in the dismal tin tub.
 Another five minutes and Mona had dried her slender body, donned the wispy georgette thing she Wore under her'slip, brushed her bronze hair into it's customary waves, delft ly turning the ends into roll at her creamy neck, touched her lips her tailor-made wool gown over her neck and wrist with q speculative frown.
 A delicate film of powder came next. Monas smart little hat was drawn on carefully. Her purse - there. Her coat and gloves--here. Barring an accident or two, and breakfast in the offins, she was ready
 Other girls at the law office wore silk dresses of fashy color and de- sign. Cheap, typical. They were the dresses offered in many shops on lower Broadwa,. One could not. 1t seemed, bring ones salary very far from Wall street fH
 But Mona, sent by chance on an errand for her employers wife (serying on q charity committed, i, had observed that this exponent of the envied class wore black wool with delicate collar and cuffs The frills of Mrs Garretson's gown had. In fact cost trifie more than the brown crepe frock Mona was wear ing. Real lace was too expensive for Mona but 1t was not long after this encounter that she disposed of the brown crepe and appeared at the office in tailored black wool.
 By some odd .hance Bud Moran. Mona's brother. was not only at home but was up betimes and breakfasting. Sleek of hair, shifty- eyed and morose, Bud sat at the other end of the table. busily en- gagged in consuming a bowl of cer- zeal and milk.
 Mona thought absently that She had read somewhere that men ate far more sensibly than women, as a rule. We'll, t was the only sen- sible thing Bud did. His activities worried Mona. Bud was furtive. mysterious. Never a day passed that Mona quite escaped that name less worry over her brother. She vague disgrace in the ofiing.
 There was orange juice for break fast, scrambled eggs and golden toast liberally buttered. The deii- cious scent of coffee had been ftll- Ing the halls for half an hour. Ma poured | steamihg cup ana set 1t beside Mona's plate.
 In clean print house gown, Mfrs Moran was taking her comfortable way between table and stove. chat- ting buaiiy. neither waiting for nor expecting response. She announced that kitfy's marks at school were better this month. "You see. Min. that a little interest in them teach. CTS does for e child f"
 Yer Ma. swatched in her hest black, had hustled over Co have a talk with kitiy's principal.
 Mona smiled, she know fh@ most likely Miss Preston. with hundreds of children Co deal with. .ild not know Kitty Moran by sight.
 Mes CniInhnn had new isnoiesiu,