The Waterbury Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1917-1946, 1940-06-04

you're In college you want to 70
about getting educated and IN
more things than books"
Shore, shoreI" Rosy agreed
glibly
80 leave the hill feudln' 10 The
hllig, and start even here ! keep
telling you Dr. Tolllyar is another
breed OF pups, He didn't come
from that MOB OF killers back OF
Helm Damnation,"
Certain not Rosy McAfec
said.
"HuhW coacL Hurd muttered
and nodded for the young
mountaineer 10 come along. He
carried his grip and bag across
the campus and crossed the street
from the administration building
and girls' dorm TO the square
large brick house where DR.. Toll
liyar lived.
"T'he young mans room Is ready"
u matronly maid said, aS Coach
Hurd and Rosy knocked and en-
tered, "f'hI8 way"
Once IN the nnall but clean
and warm room, the coach said,
you Just make yourself NJ
home"
He looked around nj the clean
pap6fed WallG, Although the HiF
was sharp with the flavor OF winter,
here 10 was dellciously warm, but
Rosy saw no fireplace, no stove.
lie sat down 90 an iron Contrhption
and leaped up, rubbing the seat OF
his pants. II was his first expert
of1ee with steam Indicating,
"Durn" he Swore, rubbing him.
self.
Ito put Hannah shriders pic.
turo on the bureau, placed q few
snapshots OF him In action on tho
mound close by, and slid his tele.
scope out OF sight under the bed,
not quite prepared yet 10 take
poSsesgIon OF th clothes closet,
Then he sat down 10 contemplate
himself q member Of the fire.
eating tribe Of McAfeG, falling un.
der tho ennervlng influence Of
book learning and civilization,
How would his mother feel
about w What would the ghost
Of his father, that seemed 10 Turk
In the quiet room In the big house.
think about q toll ron going 10
college 10 play ball without q
shooting iron In his Jeans, ~ used
10 be the way OF II far UP IN
.Damnation H0ller?
I'm a-getting soft" Ros8y mur-
INJURED, almost sadly, Getting
mighty soft, Too soft for any use.
III have 10 recollect now and then
10 be hard. likewise III have vast.
cd oil my substance; and the Good
Book says that Is sin, and ] can't let
myself fall into the ways OF sinW
Yet, when judy Tollivar came
10 find how comfortable he was,
RofSy was sleeping In his chair,
and snoring with q healthy saw
mill Mound, The long trip since
long before dawn had WearIed
him, and Sin had gone out OF his
mind az rest came,
Within q few days Rosy McAfee
Wa6 settled IN his new home, II Was
not easy for him 10 acquire com.
fort IN his new surroundings. Tie
was accustomed TO q hard, bare
mountain house lie was accustomed
10 seeing his mother tote water
from The spring, Running water
feared him IN some curious way. lie
used 10 sleep on corded bed, An
inner spring mattress, with two
sheets, made him want TO spread
his lankneGS on the bare floor and
take " hard, But an unused bed
would have created suspicion, 10 he
TOUCHED II out-and liked II.
He watched DR., ToIliyar warily
Always he searched for cleWs 10
the mans former life, the poSSi.
billy the college president could
have been the same person who
pitched the bean-ball that killed
RoSSyS father But all he saw
was q portly, kindly man who
could not possibly have been the
hated Tolliyer
Judy was just as sweet and fine
as she could be, She was always
trying TO make Rosy feel at home;
and he found himself watching
her, even making up opportunities
10 observe her when she would not
know he was about.
She was dream. A dream Of
athletic poetry. Rosy had seen
tall young poplars In mountain