The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-06-23
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Martin Hell, q handsome young university graduate, lost q his job following the merger of
 the plant where he was employ ed, and became swimming fine
 structor Rt . mountain lake re-
 sort for the summer. Herr -s Brindl, proprietor of the swini-.
 ming and sunbathing establish-
 ment, found Martin very difficult
 to understand. Martin had made rquite Q reputation swimming for Ilis Berlin Club and nc stressed
 the fact that he was an amateur
 although through necessity he
 had agreed to teach Herr Birndps
 patrons. Thrc tics Q day he visit
 cd the posfofficc looking for .
 letter regarding an invention he
 had perfected. He was hungry
 much of tho time i'm the early
 season us the weather was cold
 and the water of the glacicr-fcd
 lake too chilly for bathing, and Martins only earnings were about . third of a schilIing for .each lesson he gave. He was draining for a race for his club and one evening was caught in q storm when Inc started to swim
 across the lake. He was almost
 drowned when Puck, f6-ycar-0fd
 daughter of Baron and Baroness
 DObbersberg, the latter known
 on the stage as Camilla Bojan,
 rOwcd out and rescued him. The
 day of his arrival Martin was
 attracted by q tall brOwn-eycd
 girl he later learned was May
 Lyssenhop who had twin sis.
 ter Carla. They looked so much
 alike their hotel guests could not
 tell them apart. As the season
 progressed May and Martin fell
 deeply in love.
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 INSTALLMENT 8
 Twice every day the postman went past the bathing beach and xegretfully signalled with empty and enormous hands in response to the swimming instructors expect ant eyes. Three or even four times daily. little Matz was sent running to the post office and withdrawn for whole quarters of an hour from his duties with the wet towels. Sadly from afar he raised his mall grubby paws: There's nothing, Herr Doktor!" Martin himself hur- ried to the post office before seven o'clock, for there was a post that arrived at 5:23, and at night before meeting May he hastened there again. Nothing, I'm afraid" said the girl at the post office, as she gave him a look O, yearning sym pathy. Martin pretendtd to make light of 1t, and whistled as he went in his white trousers to join the evening concourse down below on the promenade.
 Yes, Martin now possessed a pair of white trousers. That was the latest. They were the symbol of his love, for he could hardly walk day by day and evening by evening by the side of the prettiest and smart est girl in Frauensee wearing the bagyy and rather too short blue trousers of his one good suit, while those counts and Bobbys and other fine fellows passed by in all the splendor of white fiannels. So Mar tin had taken his courage and nine schillings eighty groschen in his hand and bought pair of white linen trousers that could be wash ed by the humpbacked Resi-. along with all the bathing towels.
 He had his hair cut. A corner of his pocket handkerchief peeped out correctly from the pocket of his blue coat. If the fine weather continued and also the run on his swimming lessons, Martin purposed to ruin himself completely by the purchase Of pair of tennis shoes. At present he could only mutter vague and confused excuses, when May asked him to make up four at tennis after his hours on duty. He would rather bite off his tongue, he thought to himself. than tell her how poor he was. For the moment he pretended to the girl he loved that he gave swimming lessons merely for the fun of the thing. And May, good-hearted and sen- sible behind her worldly manner, was tactful enough to let the fiction pass.
 I believe he's frightfully poor" she said to Carla one evening. She was brushing her short hair, until each separate hair became silky thread of gold. He's poorer than we can possibly imagine. That's why I respect him So much. l ad. mire him for 1t, don't you?"
 Carla--her mouth foaming with tooth -paste--stood In her pajamas