The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-05-24

charm. Lacquered fabric cloths ot this sort, which are readily cleaned with a damp cloth and are im- previous to the usual stains of the this. "I think somehow I have the feeling you'd be better of starting in some new place." she said bravely. This is such a smal place. You know how people are"
 Angie winked suddenly. She hadn't expected this reception. Un. consciously she had braced herself for tears, rcproaches, pleas. She had expected to be looked ovei coldly, snubbed, dismissed. Thi. quiet little woman with the grayine chestnut hair and the fine eye. seemed actually to be accepting her.
 She gulped. "Yes'm I near certainly. Mrs O'Dare. That's what I was telling Bill only the other day. He doesn't exactly see it my plunged forward, voluble, excited Bill and she could get little fiat in the city. She could get an. other job-she always did-and there were so many big garages there. Bill would be sure to fint work. She forgot to be careful o1 her grammar.
 "She does love him." the mother thought. she's really {; good little thing. If only" Ever in her own mind she couldn't fin ish the sentence. If only Angi, weren't so palpably the product o the wrong sort of training, or rath CT the lack of training. her rebel lious heart cried out! Well, couldn't be helped. You didn' choose your sons wife. In Mir O'Dare's simple code, you mad' the best of it.
 Bill came back in, awkwardly balancing a tray. He glanced anx. iously from Angie to his mother relieved at what he saw.
 "1ll have to be taking Angie back now, mother" he said after an interval. glancing at his watch T promised Hartnett I'd be back at 6. He's got to drive his wife to the Springs" ----
 He was relieved, she could see that everything had passed off SC smoothly. Poor boy. he had prob ably dreaded the ordeal! She kiss CT him smoothing his roughened fair hair. Poor Bill. toil-hardened at 22, anxious, in love with, the wrong girl! Well 1t couldn't be helped. She sighed, watching the flash of Angles sweater through the greenery. She would do the best she could. She simply would not think what the loss of Bills earn ings would mean to the little fam fly. Kay was beginning to help now. That meant lot. And poor Monnie! We'll, there. was no use looking ahead, borrowing trouble You had to live each day as il came. It was the only way.
 She went about, strengthening cushions. picking up glasses. Kay came in. hair dripping from q swim. She had gone with Rissy down to the river.
 "Well?" Kay challenged her.
 They've just gone" Mrs ODare sat down, signing. she's really a good little thing. Kay. Only so-- so-' she hesitated for a word.
 "Ordinary." Kay finished the sentence for her.
 "Yes." Bilrs mother shrugged her shoulders. Tt shouldn't mat ter, suppose, what she does witf the language, but somehow Il does"
 "Of course 1t does. Silly to pre- tend it doesn't" said practical Kay 'We're all little snobbish. really What I can't understand is why she doesn't bore Bill to tears. He's smart, really. Likes to read and he's always been so ambitious" T know. That's the sad part. IT two years-or less perhaps I'm afraid Bill will be wondering what he ever saw in Angie. You can'' make him understand now. No use trying"
 "Not a bit in the world" Kay glanced at herself in the mirrcr Her voice sounded grown up Mrs O'Dare reflected. Something had happened to Kay this sum mer. She refused to go back tt high school, since Charles Eustace had managed to get this post a the library for her. Kay was ole for her age. She would have beer in her final year at school but sht proposed instead to go to nigh sessions and study when she coult
 in the daytime.
 "pm old enough to start help ing" she had said practically Last year at this time Kay would have ragged and stormed at Bill fol
 having dared to shirk his respon
 sibility. She gave her slick golden lock- a final pat and turned to smile a her parent. well, that's that!'
 she observed.
 "That's that!" Her mother
 echoed dryly.
 Kay rushed upstairs to change her dress. She was invited to D' Waterman's house for tea. There
 would be older people there. ka, thought. but that wouldn't reall! matter They were going to tall | over plans for some amateur | theatricals to be put on before Christmas. Kay was terribly excit ed. The Watermans' house was on' of the finest in town. Tho docto'
 was Charles uncle. Not even Ger aldine Cardigan hnd ever heen in vited there. Sandra was asked oc casionnilv when Lansing. tho young son of the house, was home Iron college.
 Kay amiiod nt herself in thu