The Wilmington morning star., 1940-04-14
Isaac Bear Pupil Writes
Story On Morris 7wins

page have we printed a piece O.
fiction which carries out the me
chanics Of the short story as sound
ly as the one found here. Margare'
Weinberg is the young author, al
eighth grader of the Isaac Beal
school.
1t starst out, as all good stories
do, with a minor complication. Inc
locale, characterizations and at
mosphere quickly follow. After that
the story starts moving grandly TO-
ward the major climax. The de
nouement is swift and rapld-Just
as 1t should be.
The daiolg rings true and there
is something about the Morris twins
of Winoca which makes them young
ladies' we'd all like to know. 80
Margaret Weinberg, take it away.
What a lovely day for a SWIM
and how Janet and Jean, the Nor
ris twins of Winoca, longed tor a
ride on their new surf board!
So here they were, a new car n
surf board in the garage-and no
money.
Janet, call up Dad and ask him
to be a sport and lend us a dollar
until Saturday.
"It's no use. He won't give in
replied Janet with dismay. But be-
fore she had finished Jean was run
ming down the driveway to meet
Dad. Why was he coming home so
early?
Girls" he said, 1 must get some
Girls he said. II must get some
plans from Mr.. Lawsome, our man
ager in New York. l sent two boys,
but they had no luck. You're my
last hope
When do We start?" asked the
ready.to-go Jean.
Mrs. Morris brought them the
necessary clothes, and Dad had con
scented to their taking Priscilla
Rhodes along. The trunks were
packed and they were leaving.
Girls, do be careful" urged their
mother.
Don't worry about US. Well
get along all right"
The girls had luck all the way
and reached New York safely. Get
ting the plans turned out to be an
easy task. Mr.. Lawsome advised
them to hide them because they
were so valuable. And they left for
home
We've had luck SO far" remark.
ed Jean.
Eyes, but we're not home yet"
Janet replied.
Gosh, it's dark" Pris observed.
look! Somebody's tagging US
down. Who can it be-"
Probably someone who is out Of
gas" To the man, when they stop
ped, "Can we help you?"
He replied in a gruft voice:
Are you the Morris Twins?"
Eyes, that's US
That's just what I wanted to
know. Now will you be SO kind
as to. hand over those plans-and
make it snappy. I amt got al
night. . Get a move on you! No
funny stuff either. Remember, I
yotacha coyered!"
Jean and Priscilla were too dumb
founded to move. What would they
do? Janet took some papers from
her purse and gave them to the
man.
Nov may we drive on?" she
asked.
wait a minute, sister," he snarl,
ed. Let me take a look at these
papers. They had better not be
phony. Yep, l guess this is the
right stuff. Okay, move on"
AS they sped on willingly, Jean
exclaimed, "Wow! There goes our
plans. Woe is me! What will Dad
Think"
yes" replied Priscilla, we're in
a bad fix( and there is nothing we
can do
Now, girls" responded Janet,
TITS not that bad. Mr.. Lawsome
gave me two plans. One was com
plete-and the other was a dupli.
cate. minus the important parts.
He happened to have the latter, SC
you'd better ste On the gas, and
let's get away from here"
"What?' cried Pris in amazement.
you have the plans?"
Sure"
"Well Speed her up, JAM"
I'm past fifty now. Dad said tc
keep her under forty, but watch
mel"
The excited girls finally reached
home. After presenting the plans
to their Dad, they told him their
thrilling story. He got police on
the trail Of the gangsters at once,
well, girls" he said beaming,
you've done a marvellous job. Your
reward is a weeks vacation at the
seashore. Does that suit you?"
Gel" laughed Janet. Here's
where our surf board m in
handy
"And howl" responded Jean.
'When do we start?"