The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-07-17
SOPHIE KERRY GREAT NOVEL STAY OUT OF MY LIrE!" By Sophie Ken
SYNOPSIS

3uccCoS Ok nek ules Amy n00 Deen
 her best friend until HOWARD
 JACKSON broke the engagement
 Jane forced on him and married
 Amy. Unable to bear the sight
 Of Amy's happiness, Jane obtains
 q job in Q New York real estaate
 0flace.
 Jane is clever and soon is mak-
 ing an excellent salary. She has
 en affair with ROGER THORPE
 who Is married. Later she tires
 of him and when he offers to
 bear the expense of their child
 she dismisses him cOntemptuous-
 ".
 In her desperate plight Jane
 turns to Amy for help. Howard
 is touring Germany and Amy
 comes to New York. She stays
 until the baby is born and then.
 mortified because Jane insists on
 giving her daughter away, agrees
 to take the child with the under.
 standing that Jane never shall
 reclaim her.
 When Amy returns to Mafburg
 with the baby she worries over
 what Howard, still in Europe,
 will think of what she has done.
 CHAPTER XIX
 Professor Lowe looked down at {he baby. Amy. you must name her." he said. This continual use of feminine pronoun annoys me-"
 "Then you suggest something" :" Amy prompted. "All fancy and historcial names barred"
 'Too bad-I was just going to suggest Boadfcea or Xenobia or Cleopatra! But there's still Mar uoraf aF Nouorro ond E1i1o hath O nd Mary or good Queen Anne, Helen of Troy, Calphurnia-''
 For heavens sake, who was ehe?'
 Amy, I'm ashamed of you. Cal- phurnia was Julius Caesars wife"
 "Name her Catherine and call her Kitty for short" said Mrs Lowe "She's more like kitten with its eyes not open than anything l ever saw"
 They had reached the door. It seemed to Amy, entering, that there had never been any place so beautiful, so welcoming as the old house. The windows were open. The green garden beyond looked in at them. A lazy south breeze brought the honeysuckle. "Oh!"
 
 sweet it was, or how much I missed it. And you've put flow. CTS around-it makes me want to cry. I'm so glad to be home again."
 They left her taking off her hat. opening her bags. As they drove away Professor, Lowe said to his wife haltingly: "It has to come to all parents, I suppose, but I didn't know how much it was going to hurt, the moment when their child is definitely done with youth. al- ways think of Amy as such a love- ly, happy young thing, and yet to- day-I realiZed--the first real touch of age. It wasn't the fatigue of the trip, nor the worry about How ard. She's been through something more, some difficult experience that's changed her and matured her. And I can tell you, my dear, it hurt me in a queer helpless way. That was why I talked so much nonsense about the infants name."
 II know, I felt exactly what you mean. But 1t can't be done. We fathers and mothers cant shelter our children forever. If We did they'd only become cases of arr rested development. Whatever Amy's been through is concerned with that baby, I'm sure of that"
 "Yes, it must have been a struggle to decide to adopt a child without consulting Howard or any of her friends except that flyaway Jane" -.--...
 Mrs Lowe looked sharply at her husband, wondering if he was as unsuspicious as he sounded. If he was she had better keep her OWL suspicious under cover, for he was quite absent-minded enough to burt them out at the time and place they would be most awkward. She herself was absolutely sure about the baby, and her old dislike and resentment of Jane's Influence over Amy quickened into life. Ad- miration and pride, too, for her own daughter who must have vol unteered to take the child.
 She recalled that in her letter telling of the adoption Amy had said that it was child whose mo- ther did not want it, would not keep it. "Amy will never tell me anything more," she thought. For her own self-respect she added: "And I shall never ask her"
 Behind them Amy was hurrying about her house, her fatigue, her strain vanishing under the delight of being with her own again. The baby cried with hunger. She must leave her and go into her homely neat kitchen to prepare fresh food. Everything seemed to welcome her. Everything was in place, responded to her hand. She did not need to tumble or hunt for anything. The walls of the baby went on steadily while Amy poured and measured and tested and when she ran back upstairs with the bottle and tucked the nipple into the mouth of the wriggling yelling mite. her gurgle of surprise and her greedy sucking made Amy laugh aloud.
 "I'll call you Piggen instead of Kitten," she told her, but the baby was to intent on eating to satified she dropped off into in- stant easy sleep. Amy held the empty bottle and watched her for d few minutes. She's certainly getting less red and more pink. She looks almost like real baby now. I do hope she'll be pretty. s And I do hope she won't look like Jane-or be like Jane. l must stop thinking about Jane, I must forget her entirely. It's heavenly to be home. If only Howard were here 1t would be perfect"
 Her thoughts marched on, ming ling Howard and the baby. One thing she meants to do.. tell Howard the whole story of the child, holding back nothing. Then they would put the secret away, never to allude to it, bury 1t. She had no real misgivings as to Towards willingness to have the child in their home. Howard would say that she had 9 done the only possible thing. She could depend on Howard, and as she thought of him she caught a new sense of her own great good fortune and riches. To love a < man like Howard, and to have ~~,;kI nAa