The Wyandotte herald. (Wyandotte, Mich.) 1879-1943, 1942-05-29
A Parking
Problem
By JANE OSBORN
Mcclure Syndicate-WNU Service)

motor runabOut drew up In front OF
the Hindley place and stopped at
almost precisely the same spot.
Hes got a brass nerve" re-
marked Mr.. James Hindley, view
ing the arrival of this little We
hicle from the vantage point Of his
place at the head of the table in the
Hindley breakfast room. Parks
that vile car of his there until six
FIVE every evening. III see the au-
thorities about It..
but there isn't any law to pre-
vent parking there. is there?" asked
Doris Hindley. Probably the man
who owns the car is a commuter
living quite way out in the country
and he doesn't like 10 leave the car
right in front Of the station for fear
it would be in the way, so he just
parks it here
1T isn't a man." informed Ted,
the nineteen-year-old son, hitherto
deeply engrossed in his omelet, toast
and coffee. Its girl"
That doesn't really alter the stu
alton" remarked Tom of twenty
five, who had overheard part of the
conversation as he entered the din
ing room and really thought that his
father needed a voice on his side of
the argument. The cars a mess.
The owner could be cOnSiderate
enough to park her car further down
the road"
III have Benson speak to the
young woman, said the father of
the family. Benson was the entire
" dignifed elderly chauffeur who
drove Mr.. Hlndleys expensive car.
Mr.. Hindley spoke to Benson that
morning about it as Benson drove
his employer TO his office in the
brick works that had made him
millionaire. And the next morning,
on seeing the shabby little car again
parked, under his favorite maple
tree, he questioned Benson.
well, you see. sir said Benson,
trying to hide some confusion and
embarrassment, 1.-The young woman
well, l didn't like TO brighten her
| hadn't the heart. sir. TO insist on
her putting the car somewhere else.
She said the leaves of the trees were
so thick it served TO keep the rain
off in summer. and also served to
keep off the bright sun which would
blister the paint"
If you're too soft-hearted to at
tend to it." said Mr.. Hindley pa
tiently, "get one of the men to do it.
No-perhaps that wouldn't be quite
courteous. I'll ask Miss Doris"
THAT Miss Kelsey is a most in
teresting girl said Doris at dinner
that night. You really ought to
meet her'-this TO her brothers.
''She's studying art in the city and
living out in the country with an
old woman because it's cheaper that
way. Her father was a court paint
er in Russia before the war and
managed to escape with her when
she was little girl. Then he died
and she had to work at anything.
She sold papers for while and then
she worked in an office until she
could save enough to begin studying
art She bought that car for twenty
FIVE dollars and got it into condi-
ton and painted it herself and-she's
the prettiest thing"
did you tell her about parking
further down the road?" asked Mr..
Hindley, growing impatient.
Il forgot all about it," said Doris
in surprise. 1--WE had such a short
time before her train went and !
was so interested"
Yes" said Mr.. Hindley, YEARLY.
Perhaps you'd be willing to say
something about it tomorrow" He
addressed his younger son. Ted
agreed and was sure he would be
successful, but next night he report
ed the remarkable coincidence that
he had discovered on talking with
Maize that her very best friend IN
art school was Laura Drake, that
peach of a girl he had met in the
mountains the year before. AFTER
that, 1t seemed bit awkward to ask
her to move her car. l thought per-
haps you'd be willing to speak to
her about it," This remark was ad-
dressed to Tom, his elder brother.
So Tom said he'd do what he could.
Next night he made no report until
he was reminded by his sister.
Blame it all, he said. THE girl
is so sweet and pretty just couldn't.
1t didn't seem quite gallant" He
didn't mention the fact that the rea-
son why he declined to play bridge
after dinner with his family that
night was because he was going to
drive his speedy little roadster out
to the farmhouse that Maize called
| home.
So, somewhat vexed and really
very tired of the sight of the shabby
car IN front of his house, Mr.. James
Hlndley said he would speak to the
young woman himself.
That night Doris. Ted and Tom
interrupted each other to ask him
what luck he had.
Why, yes said the older man,
smiling a little sheepishly. i sug-
gested 10 the young lady that she
would do better to leave the car in
our garage, where it could be looked
after