The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1933-03-15
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! Where'd you find Rosie? What's
she been doing?"
There was anxiety eagerness-
yes, and fear-in the tone Of voice.
In the dim light Janet could not
see Pat Silvani clearly, but she did
see that he was tall, well built, that
he had dark hair and dark eyes
like Roses.
L met Rose downtown" Janet
explained. She didn't mean to be
gone so long, only she lost her
money"
She went on telling about Rose s
efforts to sell candy, how they had
dinner together and then the fright
ening episode Of the holdup.
Pat Silvani's voice lost its fear
Janet introduced Jeffrey Grant and
Silvani asked them politely to sit
down. There we're two chairs in the
room.
Janet took one Of them and Grant
settled himself on an upturned box
It was not until Janet was seated
that she saw the other figure in the
darkness.
At first she saw just the face
Tommy, Of course, the crippled
brother Rose had mentioned. He
lay on a cot at the side Of the
/ room.
He had propped himself up on one
arm and was listening eagerly to
all that was being said. Janet spoke
/ to him and Rose. remembering her
candy, rushed forward to share it.
Silvani said: you've been good
to my kids, miss. I certainly thank
you They don't get much candy.
They don't get much Of anything
since I've been out OF work SO
long"
LIE told them about trying to
II find work during the last two
years. Odd jobs, a few days or a
week here and there, were all he'd
been able to get.
TWO years before Pat Silvani had
worked steadily for a construction
company. He was a brick mason
and a good one. On the last two
| Jobs he'd been foreman. He and
his wife, whose name was Rose also
and the children had lived in a lit
tie bungalow in new part of
town.
Pat was paying for the bunga-
low, so much each month. He had
little money in the bank. Pat
Silvani had been determined to get
ahead-to give his Tommy and Rose
better things in life than he'd had
Then, without the slightest warn
ing the construction company had
gone under" Pat Silvani didn't
know why.
He just received a notice that
there wouldn't be any more work.
The company was bankrupt. For a
while Pat laid brick on another job.
Then there wasn't anything.
No one was putting up buildings.
Nobody needed brick mason. Pat
worked in a garage for a while.
Times began to get harder and he
couldn't make the payments on the
bungalow.
They moved to a cheaper place,
and finally to this. Rose found that
she could get work cleaning in an
office building nights.
'Rose!" Pat Silvani said bitterly,
who used to be the smartest oper-
ator in the Vanity Fair Beauty
ShOp-scrubbing f1oorsI She don't
complain though. She gets 25 cents
an hour and it's all we've got to live
On!"
Pat Silvani's voice died down
again. The smoldering fires in the
dark eyes died down, too. He looked
what he WaS-a man beaten.
Janet sat forward. Mr.. Silvani,"
she said, there must be jobs some
where! I'm going to see if I can't
find one for you. Maybe I won't be
able to, but I'm going to try"
Sure" Jeffrey Grant put in. 81
was thinking the same thing. /
know quite few fellows and I'll
ask around"
They left little after that. Ro-
sic came forward as Janet was say
ing good-py and flung both arms
about her. You're NICE" Rosie said
softly. I like you'll"
Janet and Jeffrey Grant went out
into the night. Neither of them
spoke until they were in the road
ster.
Then Janet said impulsively: ct
didn't know people were living like
that. Isn't it terrible?"
The young man nodded. do
you suppose they'd take money? I
wasn't sure"
L don't know" Janet said, "but
there must be other things we could
do. Oh-lotS of things Maybe
we could sort of adopt them-the
whole family, the way people do at
Christmas"
why, surel Sure we can!"
AS Janet met Jeffrey Grants
eyes, she was thinking. why, he's
really nice looking!"