The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-07-23
SYNOPSIS


 JANE TERRY comes to New
 York determined to show her
 home town, Marburg, and espe-
 cinlly AMY JACKSON that she
 can make Q success of her life.
 Amy had been her best friend
 until HOWARD JACKSON broke
 sEhe engagement Jane had forced
 upon him and married Amy. In
 New York Jane obtains Q posi-
 tion in Q real estate office and
 soon Is making a large income.
 She has an affair with ROGER
 THORPE who is married but
 tires of him. When he offers to
 bear the expense of their child
 she contemptuousIy dismisses
 him. She confldes in Amy, reaIiz-
 ing she is her only friend. Jane
 insists on giving her daughter
 away and Amy takes the child,
 promising never to reveal its
 percentage. The baby is named
 NANCY.
 For two years Jane stays away
 rom Marburg. Then, on a busi-
 ness trip, she goes to Amy's
 home and asks to see her daugh-
 ter. Amy is afraid Jane will in-
 stst on taking the child.
 CHAPTER XXIV
 'I can't stand these boys enlist ing" said Howard. They're so young"
 More than half the graduat- ing class" said Professor Lowe gloomily. Lord knows how many of the undergraduates They're afraid it'll be over before they get in"
 They were sitting in Professor Lowe's study, Amy and her par entS and her husband. The Sum- day night music was over and all the others had gone. Amy and Howard had stayed on, for the two men had some arrangements to make for the next weeks com mencement exercises. One of the speakers had failed them, and there were problems of entertain ment to be considered, but faculty duties were shortly dropped for the one overshadowing subject.
 Mrs Lowe was knitting a stocking, first among that deluge of amateur work which was done so eagerly by women who longed to help and who knew nothing else, and who toiled away at it to appease this longing, even WASii hASS sLSAl odlC OL lIlt ICSull D futility. Against the blind rhy- thm of the needles her voice rang sharply. This war! Cruel, loath- some, unless, stupid! People talk about the sacredness of human life. There's nothing less sacred, nothing more cheap to-day. If We drove animals to aimless mutilation and slaughter the whole world would revolt against it. But these are hu- man beings, so it doesn't matter"
 Amy stayed quiet watching Howard, trying to keep all express sion from her face. She knew that he had been wondering, ever since America had joined the Al lies, if he ought to enlist. He did not want to wait to be drafted. They had talked about it very little. She had offered no objec- ton. She left him free to make his decision. But it was tearing her heart to agony.
 Mrs Lowe went on: "A war to end war. What a catch phrase! It's a war to breed war. Here I sit knitting stockings to put on the feet of a young man march ing to his death. We must keep his feet warm as he goes! I am Ol lily SSll anu dIl lIlt other women like me-"
 Amy knew that her mother wan speaking for her. Her mother felt all that she was holding back, wanted to give it express sion, bring it into the light. Her mother, she thought gratefully, understood so well, and never failed her, either by speech or si- fence.
 "We put up statues of great gen. erals-war memorials-'Dead for their country We ballyhoo patriot ism and loyalty to the flag, noble motives, but it all comes down to old Sherman's words in the end War is he'll Hell for everybody | concerned in it."
 'My dear" said Professor Lowe. "your Quaker ancestors are coming | out strong tonight. Of course it's the pageantry and the fake glory | that keep war going on, combined | with the fact that the individual | can make no effective protest. men hypnotize us. If peace ever offers anything as rous- ing and as glamorous as military parade with colors flying and bands | playing and the long lines of men stepping in time-why, wars done for!"
 Amy could not stand any more. we must go," she said. "Old Mrs Pearce is staying with Nancy and she hates to be out too late"
 T always offer to go home with her." said Howard, but that makes no hit at all. She doesn't want an escort She wants to be home early"
 So they left on this homely note. But out in the dark street Amy took hold of Towards arm, held it tight. You want to go," she said sadly.
 q don't know. I"m caught be- (FLAPpER FANNY SAYS: