Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1939-12-21
Sam Had No
Future
By OSCAR JONES
ASSOCIATED Newspapers.)
WNU Service.

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best air of naughty superiority. "In
the first place I don't care for his
frayed collars, or that old shiny suit
he wears Then again, he's SIM
ply bourgeois! I haven't any time
to spend with men who are not in
teresting. I have never heard Sam
Lester say one original thing"
Sissy Anne, smaller, and usually
meeker than Hazel, flared up with
sudden indignation:
Interesting people don't usually
waste themselves and their ideas on
persons whose mental level is lower
than their own"
81 suppose you mean me! And
Charles Hutchins, and mother, for
that matter! Well, don't care what
you say, Charles Hutchins has flu
ture. He's in Hollywood right now,
and he's going to have a tryout!
You can't claim anything like that
for your friend Sammy"
"Children! Children!" Mrs. Tur-
ner's distressed voice interrupted.
I'm tired of all this arguing. Ha-
eel, l don't like to hear you criti-
CHE Mr.. Lester because of his shah
by clothing, but I think your sister
is right, Sissy Anne, when she in
sists that he's hardly good enough
for you. Hereafter, must request
you not to spend so much time with
him. Just because he takes his
meals here is no reason why he
should expect to be received into
the family circle"
Sissy Anne was very young, and
she had never been in love, that is,
never before, and she wasn't quite
sure why her heart ached so dur
ing the next few days. Only Sam
Lester did seem so sort of friend
less, when he took his seat at their
table with the rest of their boarders.
Letters came from Charles Hutch
ms, who fingered in Hollywood,
awaiting his tryout. Often Hazel
read excerpts to the other board
ers with much gusto. AS, for in
stance, when Charles wrote:
"The advantage seem to have,
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my training in oratory. I guess
those days l spent coaching for the
state scholastic contest will mean
a good deal to me now"
ga character, that fellow!" Sam
Lester murmured once, then SUBJ
sided into a yet deeper quiet under
the influence of the panied, surprised
chances that were suddenly turned
upon him. Charles Hutchins was the
most promising young man in town,
and folks had always expected much
of him. They didn't think it be-
hooved a shabby soda fountain boy
to criticize him. 90. . 8.
That was the night Sissy Anne
defied her mother and sister and
strolled to the front gate with Sam
Lester. In the gathering dusk he
suddenly placed hand on Sissy
Anne's, where it rested on the gate
post, and began TREMENDOUSLY:
1--WE been wanting to tell you
something, Sissy Anne, but you
haven't given me a chance lately.
I've been wanting to say"
SISSY Anne!" 1t was a very flus-
tered, indignant Mrs. Turner who
bore down belligerently upon them,
just in time to see the timid hand
clasp. "You will come in the house
this instant! Mr.. Lester, you will
please take your meals elsewhere
after this. I haven't room for you'll"
Sissy Anne cried lot after that.
During the week that followed the
episode her cheeks actually paled
and she, with all her lack of expe-
rience, could not doubt the truth.
She was sick at heart, and it was
all because she was missing Sam
Lester. Dutiful daughter though
she was, yet love will have its way,
and there came an evening when
Sissy Anne boldly slipped out of the
house and strolled along the street
and she knew Sam Lester walked
at that hour. And when she met
him, as though by accident, they
turned aside and sought still
quieter street, and Sam was late
to work that night.
The next morning Sissy Anne was
not at the breakfast table, and
Hazel, sent to waken her, came run
ming back with a tear-stained let
ter, found on her sisters pillow.
"I'm sorry, but I love Sam Les
ter and we are getting married to-
day. I'll write you from Holly
wood"
And at the luncheon table, where
Mrs. Hutchins and her mother sat
in dismal silence, wondering how
best to disclose their shameful
secret, the second bomb exploded,
when the young woman who was
assistant to the postmaster, ex-
claimed:
"Well, isn't that just simply as
tonishing about Sam Lester. All
this time he's been working eve
nings at Wards soda fountain, and
sitting here so quiet and shabby
and all the time he was working on
a book! Sold it, too, and this morn
ing he went to Hollywood to see
some director who wrote him he
wanted to buy the movie rights!
They say he's just as good as made
fortune! Did you folks know any
thing about it,"
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