The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-02-06

tHe uulIO VFttU ub " NtOEO HubStuH' tial breakfast in the dining room would have cost.
 By the time sheila had dressed the waiter appeared with a tray The girls ate, discussing plans for the day. Half an hour later Sheila boarded a bright yellow bus and was soon sklmming along a road that appeared to lead to the coun- try. It was a sort of adventure taking this bus with no clear idea where 1t might tako her. Oi course she would inquire when she left 1t how to get back to the hotel.
 A new residence section of tiny homes, sldo by side and all alike caught her attention. They were attractive houses. Instead ol being monotonous tho street with It's uniform dwellings was pleas ing.
 Sheila was told by the obllg. ing bus driver that these houses had been built by one of the large manufacturing companies as resi-. dences for their employees.
 The driver added that the bus returning to Spencer did not fol. low the route they had covered but that Sheila could hall 1t b, walking a short distance through q lano leading to another malr thoroughfare. The busses rar every 20 minutes, the driver said
 II think I'll get off here, Sheila decided. The lane wal flanked by a brook on one sid, and q baseball field on the other It was picturesque spot. The trees were budding and the gras' was a fresh new green. Long legged bugs fitted over the water and sunshine shimmered through the branches of the trees. Sheilt loved spring even in New York but she had never seen anything quite like this.
 She decided to stay a while ant enjoy 1t all. Sheila sat down be heath q tree, settling back agains 1t, her hat in her lap, the breez' playing with the tendrils of he hair. Yes, spring was definitel! In the air oh, 1t was good to b' alive on such day!
 It was late morning. Present.! q whistle blew and from th' brick factory far across the fielt men in overall uniforms emerged Some walked to n building which though Sheila did not know it was q lunch room. Others settled beneath trees to open lunch box cs. Still others ran immediatel to the ball field and began game.
 Sheila smiled. sighed an' watched them lazily. These sign of brisk activity only served t increase hor own incidence. Pres ently she discovered that she wa not alone. A few yards down tn brook q young man was lying full length on the grass, his claspe' hands pill0wlnR his head, his eye staring nt tho branches abov him,
 Probably one of tho factor workers" Sheila thought to her self. "Maybe he hasn't the none to buy lunch-or maybe he want to enjoy all this, just us l do."
 Further investigation assure her that tho young man ha come from the factory. He wa clad In overalls, n blue shirt m wore no nocktio. His arms wer smoothly tanned as if work keI him n great deal in the open.
 Shcila wished that she could SC his face but he was lying with h head toward hcr. Ills blond hni which was almost gold coloret l was tho only part of his head thf I was visible. l Presently, without moving, tn young man drew package ( lunch from his overall pocket m began eating.
 Tho baseball game was evident ly q good ono. Shouts arose fro quently and flying figures spe around the diamond in whlrls q dust. Then there was u lull an another player came to but Thero was the sharp sound of tn Impact of the bat and the ball. roar, and then black spec against the sky. Tho ball droppc sharply within a dozen yards Q Sheiia's feet. It bounded an dropped again in a tangle c green vines. The crowd rushc across the field to tho roadside I Sheiia was wondering if sh should find the ball and toss back, thus protecting hcr solitud from Interruption, when the youn man rose to his elbow and, turn Ing, faced hor.
 Did that ball strike you?" h
 She shook her head. No, bu I wish you'd find 1t. like 1t hor and l don't want all those mel tramping about looking for it. It. somewhere among those vines" Tho young man rose, stamped about in tho thick tanglc. fount tho ball and tossed 1t well int the center of tho field. Then h' looked toward her again.
 "You should be pitching fol thcm," sheila said. "That was grand throw"
 He laughed. settling hlmsel once moro on the mossy bank this tlmo facing hor. 'Mnyb' you do n few things well your self" he hazarded.
 Don't we all?" she asked gayly.
 Iio shrugged slightly. T don't know. However 1 do know thcr' aren't many girls who can dance as well as you do, Shelln Shayno.'
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