The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-01-09

we'll as her parents.
 | Myrt's door opened cautiously, One eye peered out and the crack widened to admit Shcila.
 "Oh, it's you" Myrt said rather unnecessarily. Within the room was dark, close, disordered. As Sheila dropped into a chair, quick ly unburdencd for her use, her hostess raised the shade, clutch ing thin blue crepe kimono about her sparse figure.
 We can have breakfast hcre." Myrt offered listlessly. I've got coffee an' crackers" 4t
 "oh, let's go out" shcila an. swered "Its my treat and it will do you good. You stay here all day"
 "Well, no manager is going 10 chase you to tho corner picture show. either" Myrt returned tart ly. ShcIla said nothing. Myrt had been out of job so long that no ono could remember her last en- gagement.
 Going the rounds?" Myrt vcn- tured. glancLng at Shcila's suit and gloves. Gee, you look finc. No matter how slim tho old pocket book gets you always look like q million dollars. Oh, wcll-you'ro young," v
 Her thin arms, from which the wide sleeves had fallen, rose in the air as she twisted hcr faded hair into n bun and jabbed It with hair- pins.
 Dressing was quick work. Stock lngs pulled on, then scuffcd shoes. n dress slid over the head and Jcrked smooth about thin hips, dark hat showed down and scollops of hnir pulled out to outline the forehead. Reaching for a polo cont. sclzlng worn gloves and Il flat purse, Myrt announced herself ready.
 The air outside was brisk and ''''''N' fP'iik NbS1i Ju ltS WuTTIlIIl and In tho voices of huckstcrs thoir wares q block be. Sond. Children home from school played hop-ScotCh. Messenger boys bicyclcd smoothly. Job or no Job IL wns good to bo alive.
 "But spring isn't the best tImo 10 get booked, cIlhcr," Myrt remind. CT her companion as ShcIia rc. on tho beauties of tho day,
 Maybe not, but love It."
 They seated themselves at It, tlo white tiled table in. tho Coffee Shop. Other Into bron Masters were there. ShcIln nodded to an nc- 1unintoncG or two and Myrt bowed once or twice mournfully.
 Somebody lcnvc you n fortune 2" Myrt asked ns ShcIln ordered fruit roroal coffee, tOnst nnd GEES for both, She domurrcd no further, however. nnd Shclln was glad thut Sho had Invited Myrt. A fcw square mcnls were what shc needed.
 "Yourc out of n Job, Sholla," NSrt reminded her, nevertheless at. | lacking tho golden eggs when they | lrrIVcd.
 "l know. But you never can tell. | This coffee iS good, Isn't iiY" ng for Just around tho corner thnt keeps al of ,ls In thls g0mc," Myrt observed collectively.
 "Wcll, there arc breaks, Look at laHcl---"
 "for every one who gets break hero are u dozen who don't, The the other had warmed 70 her subloct-"is thnt none of ua know when we're licked"
 "But we have 10 keep trying"
 "Wcll we aren't all like Hnzcl" l Myrt Mghcd, ''JuHt imagine hap. pcnlng to bc there In the office | when the manager got the wire lhnt Ernn Dresser had clopod! That wnS luck"
 "lt certainly was"
 And look nt Dem Randolph. ln pictures nowl Why, ho never had anything but butler pnris until this | horror thing came nlong. Now he's | ono of the biggest"
 "Ycs, he's star"
 The glow Of tho warm coffee and | tho good food had set Myrt to | thinking of better days. 1t was q little and. In any other sort of work Myrt would still have been | In her prlme--tbis sido of her prime. perhaps. But in show bust. ness. where youth and lovelIneAs. 70 transient. are required, Myrt | was In the discard.
 sheIin shlvcred q little. Youth Sas SO short.
 "l worked at soda fountain ut iome," Myrt went on. Before ROt ,tngo struck. You know how it is. People telling you that you should le on tho atnge. Going around with mechanic, waH. Movies. dances md all that. It was Q nice little own. Blll had nice nttie car, co. Not anything elegant. under. dand. but car. It would take 'Ou places.
 "Moiher and lived in . pretty ice bollAe. too, it wasn't nnythiHR