The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-02-25

Her father cast about for a pleasanter topic.
 And what luck did you have at the qtryout for the show" he asked You didn't mention 1t when you came i:a and sat on the edge of my bed last night to tell me about the lioldup, and you had me SO excited that I forgot to ask" My wc-d!'h said Marcia. "You haven't been told the chief theat- rical news of the day. got the leading part, Dadl"
 '@very fine, indeed" said her father. Doubtless am supposed to buy tickets?"
 And come prepared to applaud heartily" said Marcia.
 They rode to the station, Marcia in silence as she thought of hel lost ring, her father in an argument \ with the chauffeur over a coming | prizefight.
 well, here we part again." said MT. Garfield as the car stopped T now entrain to earn living foi self and child"
 "Be sure to bring home another million. said Marcia.
 $; 70. K. So long,"
 "Goodbyl"
 He crossed the platform to the train and the chauffeur put tho car in motion, but Marcia stopped
 him. Helen Waddell was driving up at a furious speed. Her father
 leaped out of their car and rar madly, without a backward glance
 toward the train: Helen, leaning on. the steering wheel, watched hin with the expression of one who sees the family dog carve canyons ir the 9proudest flower bed.
 l fs g st4 sPG t~sj, Marcia stepped out, and walked over to the, Waddells car.
 Good morning, my companion in last nights crime" she said Don't you know you'll burn out your bearings or a blood vessel oi Esomething, running around like that! The train doesn't leave for a couple of minutes, at least" .
 "Tell himl' retorted Helen, nod cling in the direction her father had taken. T know there's lots oi time. Will he believe 1t? He won't! That man ruins breakfast and the , teinpers of the whole darn family daily because he perpetually thinks he's going to miss this train. The late Mr., Waddell! What if he did | miss it?y a.l / 1 Just the happy and tranquil k xhfg of "a commuters child" mur- uiured Marcia, "out in the coun- try. far from the big city's worry and fusli--and crime problem, I might add with sarcasm"
 wish I were going in for some 1 of the worry and rush." said Helen fnusingly. Going in to job. De- f ing something. I'm bored to death" s"No program of good deeds in the village on this bright day" Marcia asked. ..ss5.
 "Oh. certainlyl I'll go back home. report to Mother that that man she married failed to miss the train again, and sit around until evening, when we'll draw lots to see who has to drive down and fetch him home" |" It can't be that meager."
 well. not quite. mustn't omit mention of the daily shopping. And me with an cducationi The family might have saved the price. They don't want me to work. I could bust loose, l suppose, and get a job anyway, but they'd take 1t so hard that haven't the heart. Darn, but II was born into an old fashioned farnilyl Though you've heard my complaint before, haven't you2" r.
 They watched the train depart.
 "But must see you for bit of ia talk, 2 said Helen, so suddenly and earnestly that Marcia was sur- prised.
 why, certainly Helenl Let's see 1T want to callat the police station and I ought to pick up my copy of the play script and get to work on my part. Why not come along and get yours? Then we can go back to my house and start our reading" i "Its' an idea" said Helen. Though calling at the police sta- ton cant do me much good. My only loss was a $5 bill. Try to name something harder to identify. I'm terribly sorry about your ring, Marcia. That was Q real misfortune. .s. {. But send your chauffeur laddie home and come along with me. I'd have t0 park my car at home any, way before going along in yours" 3,l5 t3 a*
 Marcia dismissed the chauffeur and climbed in beside Helen. They stopped at the police station, but there was no news of the bandits. f-' 'sWeif, said Helen Hs they en- tered the car again. that has to be that for the present. Before going after the copies of the play, let's run up to my house for another spot of coffee, and I'll see whether I can do af,y errands for Mother while weie out. By the way, where do we gU for tn. scripts2"
 Mrs. Re. Henderson has them She's sUirs tosdirecs, you know"