The Waterbury Democrat., 1940-09-12

vas stacked In corners; brushes in
tall jars; books stacked under tables
and records and magazines spilltng
from cabinet, beside the low couch
that served as a bed!
1t was all confused, rather fas-
cinating and yet annoying to one
who, like Sue Mary, had a passion
for cleanliness and order. Even
while her eyes widened in wonder
and she burst into laughter at the
sight of the red and green tin tub
in the old-fashioned bathroom, she
had an almost overpowering desire
to pick up bar of soap and scour
the grimy gray ring away from the
sides.
Careless, casual, a take-what-life-
gives attitude. And the people lifted
the picture so completely.
They were nearly all young: many
with the colorful personalities that
went with their foreign-Sounding
names. And yet there had been
some one reminded Sue Mary OF the
boys and girls with whom she had
gone to school. =
Only they all talked as though
driven by an urge to remake the
world. Right now they were con-
sidering a mass meeting to be staged
by the Youth Progress group.
1--WE mean to have our own can
didates at this election" Vera turn
ed to Sue Mary when the others
were arguing loudly. We're the new
generation, and we mean to have
voice in the government. The work
ing class must be represented. The
laboring man and woman must
show strength"
She could feel herself flush with
the knowledge of her own stupidity.
If only she could say something and
not sit silently by while the others
tossed ideas about with the ease OF
thinkers.
"But-but workers are represent
ed" she said finally. There are
unions"
"But in how many unions does
the worker really have voice?"
Vera demanded with her brown
eyes flashing and her red mouth
twisting into a smile. 1--WE need peo-
pie in city and federal offices who
are free; not owned by money In
tereStS.
I'm Russia, for instance, the peo-
pie run the country. You don't have
any -moneyed groups debating
how the laws shall be interpreted"
Prussia" Sue Mary echoed
feebly. But Russia-that place" she
CROPPED for words, but before she
could find them Vera had gone OH
with someone else.
It still bothered her. Remember
ing that was the dark spot in the
evening. She opened the window
and climbd into bed.
Tomorrow she must go to work.
Tomorrow she would get up early
and start back on the familiar
routine at the Office. Today there
had been thrill just In being with
young people; with those who had
the crusaders drive and fire.
II was fun just to be with peo-
pie who talked, and laughed, and
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Nick, who was sardonic, glum,
hilarious, tender, and dominating
all in few short hours.
And she knew he liked her. She
didn't think he was impatient with
her because she found all this new
and strange-like a foreign Ian
guage.
A few nights later, when she had
a date with Joe, she found it diff
ficult to explain that day.
"It was the first free one I've had
that didn't nearly bore me to
DEATH" she told him. These people
are interesting people, Joe. Not just
the dull kind that spend the eve
ming at someone's house playing
bridge. or going to neighborhood
movie.
"And they talk about so many
things, about new plays, and pic
lures, and politics and labor. Why,
they read all the way through their