The Washington times., 1937-04-17

was that night bakery that was
the start of his"
THAT was a bakery. I'm going
to work in a gas station-if you
don't drive me nuts before 7 start.
Come on, Marie-we're going to a
movie, to celebrate"
So they went to a movie.
But they had to come back
again, back to Edwards mothers
house.
"Edward-now that you have a
job, couldn't we really look for q
place of our own?"
I'VE could, except that this is
only part-time job and I'll be
lucky if I average $40 a week on
it. We could hardly pay rent and
live on that, could We2"
II don't know. I wish I did. I'll
ask mother when I write again.
she'll know"
II wish you wouldn't"
why NOT?"
''Well-it'S our problem"
II know, but Edward, mother is
awfully. clever about managing!
Show people get awfully hard up
sometimes and they manage on al
most nothing. Why, when Gram
had the stroke, just before she
died, and mother was working in
the movies, she fell off rock and
had her arm in a cast for ages,
why we lived on NOTHING! And
had lots of fun, too.
and my fathers brother-he's
dead now-but he used to double
for different people in the movies,
when they wanted daredevil rid
ing, you knoW-When he wasn't
with the circus. Anyway, Jimmie
spent his money as fast as he made
it and he always came and lived
with us when he was broke and we
always managed. I'm perfectly
sure that mother will know
whether We can, or not!"
Maybe she will. But, look
here, honey-your mother doesn't
like me too well anyway and I
don't want her to know that I'm
earning a putrid 20 week or less
It isn't as if it were all could
make! This is just something to
hold on to until I can get into
something decent again.
Gosh, honey, a man has his
pride about things like this. I'm
not too delighted to have to show
my mug in gas station, if you
want to know the truth, and have
my friends spread the word
around that Ed Wilson is pump
ing gas and polishing wind
shields!"
ooh, Edward! I think you're
wonderful to be willing to take the
job! I'm PROUD of you'll"
"Well-a lot of people wouldn't
feel that way"
"All right, I won't mention it
to mother, if you'd rather
wouldn't. It just makes it hard
to write a long letter every day
when I haven't anything I CAN
mention-that'S all. And you don't
mind if look for something real
cheap-if I can find it?"
"No-of course not. But you're
not going to find anything, I'm
afraid"
You don't know me. I'm a
wonderful finder! I found you'll"
Mo- found you'll"
Nevertheless I'll find the apart.
ment!"
So every day she went out.
sometimes with Edward, some
times alone, and walked, and
walked, and walked. ..
And every afternoon she came
back to the house on Shalimar,
and found another letter from
Julie, demanding to know all her
plans, advising her not to go on
living with Edwards folks, asking
questions, questions, questions.
Plainly, Julie was frightened.
Il can't make head nor tails
to your letters" she wrote. "They
sound like guide books. What do
I care about the scenery? I want
to know about you and those
people.
Il must have been crazy to send
you off like that, with a stranger.
I was half out of mind or I
wouldn't have done it. Charlie
did his best, but I am such a
stubborn idiot. he couldn't stop
me.
Ito be cOntinued)
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