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“THURSDAY’S CHILD” by B rlwn FROM THE OLD RHYME: "THURSDAY’S CHILD HAS FAR TO GO” CHAPTER 14 There was much Rood Matured ban ter. Somebody began to sing. Every one joined in. “In five minutes, Sonny; 1937 will be no more!” Everybody waited, tense and ex-' pectant. Then the whistles and bells began. A shout rose from the throats of the mob. They continued to yell' for five minutes. Strangers clapped each other on the back and called ( “Happy New Year!” “Happy New Year, little girl. I know you’ll have one.” Kirk bent to kiss Sonny. “Happy New Year to you, too, Kirk.” Then Sonny thought of Jan-, ice and loneliness clutched her heart. “Let’s go on up to the Astor. I want to telephone to mother,” Kirk said in her ear above the din. It took them fifteen minutes to reach the door of the hotel. While Kirk was telephoning, Sonny found a nickel in her bag and called A1 Corey’s night club. She left a mes sage for him that she was in town. He would understand. Carol had been using her apartment when she stop ped in town this winter, because the Hollister New York House had been leased. Sonny did not want to run into Carol and A1 there. Kirk might be angry with his sister. He would not understand. When Kirk returned, Sonny was waiting demurely for him. “I’m glad I called,” he said. “It pleased moth er.” “You’re a good son,” the girl re marked. “I try to be. She deserves it. We’ll find a cab and go and get the car,” Kirk said when they came out into the street again. Sonny protested. She did not want the evening to be over. “You prom ised me breakfast.” “We’ll get it some place.” * * # * Later when they drove down to ward Sonny’s apartment, they pass er an all-night grocery store. “Let’s stop and get eggs and bacon and cook our breakfast!” Sonny sug gested. “Good idea.” They arrived at the apartment loaded with bundles. When they walked in they both stood there sol emn-faced for a moment. Sonny was j the first to speak: “It is awful, isn’t it?” Then they both howled with laugh ter. They dumped their bundles in the kitchen, and Sonny threw off her coat and found an apron. It was while the bacon was frying that the telephone rang. Sonny rush ed to get it"i>efore Kirk. “Hello! Yes, thanks Al. You were nice to call” They talked a moment and Al told Sonny to tell Carol, when she came to meet him at the Club. “How did he happen to call here?” Kirk demanded. “He had a hunch I’d be in for the celebration. Oh! The bacon!” She ran for the kitchen. And Kirk for got the incident. They had just finished their fireak fast, when Carol came in. “Well, you two! Aren’t you cozy!” If she was flabbergasted, she covered it beautifully. “I left my bag here the other day. Thought I’d pick it up. I'm on my way to the Edwardses.” “Who are they?” Kirk asked. “You don’t know them. They’re uptown,” Carol said. Sonny found an opportunity to de liver Al’s message. Carol stayed on awhile and talked with them. Then she left in a cloud of silver fox and black velvet. When they were alone, Kirk and Sonny sat and looked out at the riv er far below. “This is the happiest New Year’s Eve I ever spent, Sonny.” The girl turned in surprise. “You’re not serious?” “Truly!” “You’ll never kno\y what tonight has meant to me/Kirk.” “I think I do.”' 5 A sudden constraint fell between them. Kirk rose to go. “Good night,” she said, raising her lovely face for his kiss. Just how it happened afterward, neither of them ever knew, but sud denly she was in his arms. He bur ied his face in her gorgecus red hair and he knew then that foi weeks this was the only thing in the world he wanted. “Darling, darling,” Kirk murmured and found her lips in a long kiss. “I love you, Sonny.” He spoke al most in a whisper. The girl clung desperately as though only here did she feel safe. She stayed in his arms a long while, oblivious of time. Then suddenly, as though appalled at what had happened, she struggled free, cov ered her face with her hands. “Look at me!” he demanded. “Do you love me?” She raised her head: “I think I lov ed you from the moment I first saw you,” she admitted. “Rut it’s no use. We’re insane.” He drew her back into his arms, touched her hair gently. “I’ve known I loved you ever since, the day I got back from my vaca-i tion.” He added ruefully: “I didn’t| think of much else when I was away. I You gave me some bad moments with j Corey. And with Alex. I pretend-! ed to myself it was because I felt! responsible for you, but it wasn’t.” His voice was suddenly tired. “I can’t fight against it any more, Son ny.” She began to cry silently, there in t his arms. “What are w f e going to do, Kirk?” All the tragedy of the last year was in those words. “If you mean Janice, we’re thru. She told me tonight.” He was struck with a sudden thought: “Odd but she was always jealous of you. Women are amazing sometimes. She knew I was in love with you before I did. We quarreled about you.” “How I hated her!” Sonny smiled through her tears. He picked her up in his arms then, took her over the window. All this was too sudden for either of them to face facts. “Look out there. It’s so beautiful. Let’s not think of anything but us tonight.” But Sonny was afraid. “It can’t ever be, Kirk. It can’t. I couldn’t do this to your family. Why did I have to fall in love with you!” They clung together. Kirk strokr ed her hair. “We’ll find away. Be lieve me, Sonny.” But Kirk’s heart was heavy. He could see his mother’s stricken face when she heard the news But there must be some way! “Sonny, listen to me. Do you love me enough to wait?” Time, he felt, might help them. “For always.” “We’ll manage. You go back to school and work hard. I will keep my nose to the grindstone here. I can see you often. It won’t be so bad. Next summer, maybe you can go west.” “Away from you, Kirk?” she cried out in protest. “I’ll fly out and we can have a couple of weeks together. It would be wonderful. We’ll take Mrs. Metz ger along.” “Oh, Kirk. You're just trying to fool yourself. Your mother will nev er relent. I took one son from her, I can’t take another. I’ve thought a lot about things since I've been away. It wasn’t until I realized how much I loved you that I could understand what she must be suffering. You’re all she’s got now because of me.” Kirk paced the floor. Sonny was right, still he groped for a solution to their difficulty. “Good sense can settle any prob lem,” he said half-heartedly. “We’ve got to fight. Carol will help us. She’s fond of you.” “Carol may be fond of me, but she loved Tom, too.” Kirk turned away. “Come here, Kirk. I’ve never told you about Tom and me. I want you to know everything. Please.” Sonny told Kirk every detail of the elopement. “I didn’t love Tom. He didn’t love me. We were just crazy kids and I was desperate. My fos ter-father was unkind to me and Tom was away out of my troubles. How ever, I liked him a lot and tried to be a good wife. Then that awful tragedy overtook us. That’s about all Kirk, except that I’m not going to bring any more trpuble to you even if it means not ever seeing you again.” Helplessly they clung together. “I’m not going to give you up. I’ve a right to my happiness,” said Kirk brokenly. “There isn’t any use We are in position to furnish our trade as in the past with complete supplies of:— SEED POTATOES (Home and Maine Grown) FERTILIZERS Garden and Field Seeds Insecticides Feeds Stock & Poultry Remedies Packages (Baskets, Crates, etc.) Eugene P. Matthews CLARKE AVE. POOOMOKE CITY, MD. PHONE 397 WORCESTER DEMOCRAT, POCOMOKE CITY, MARYLAND running away from this. And I’m not going to. We’re going to be hap py, I tell you. We’ll get married in two or three years, take a long trip to Honolulu, the Orient and Europe. We’ll see all the grand places in the world, Sonny. Then we’ll come back and settle down.” If it could only be, Sonny thought. But in her heart she knew it was hopeless. “Will you try, Sonny, to help?” “I’ll try, Kirk,” she promised. “You better go now!” He stood up, reluctant to leave. “Our first New Year’s Eve. Nev er again will I ever face a lonely New Year if you love me. That will be enough, even if we aren’t togeth er.” At the door, he took her in a final embrace. Then he was gone. Sonny slipped down on the floor and wept. It was all so hopeless. , * * * * In the cold dawn which followed, Sonny found sleep impossible. She! went out into the kitchen and wash-! ed the dishes. Then she re-arranged the living-room, taking down the heavy drapes and packing away a lot of the bric-a-brac and excess decora tions which gave it that cluttered appearance. “There that’s better,” she said as she gazed at her handiwork. Then, exhausted, she fell into her bed. Sonny woke hours later to find Carol standing at the foot of her bed. “I had no idea you’d stay the night.” She slumped down on the chaise lounge, looking desperately tir ed. “What hit the living room?” “I did,” Sonny said in a sleepy voice. “You didn’t do so badly, consid ering. If you’ll promise to stay a wake and talk to me, I’ll make us some coffee” Carol trailed her velvet dress out into the kitchen and Sonny could hear her fussing about. In a little while she came back with some strong coffee. “Nice?” she smiled. “You look tired. What a queer time to start your interior decorating.” “Carol,” Sonny put out her hand. “You’re not using the apartment just to meet Al?” Carol laughed: “You’re a sweet child! Of course not. Imagine you worrying about me! I didn’t want to drive home, thought I’d wait until this after noon.” / She put out her cigarette and Son ny was too sleepy to notice how her hand trembled. Then she got up, came over and sat down on the bed beside her sister-in-law. “You know, I do feel sort of re sponsible because, after all, I did in troduce you to Al!” Sonny said. “Forget it! If it will make you feel any better, pet, I promise you I won’t marry him.” Just then the telephone rang. Carol reached for it. “It’s probably Al. Hell—Kirk!—” A pause. “Yes, she’s here, having coffee with me Oh, she looks all right. A lit tle pale. Late hours, I suspect!” Then she handed the phone to Son ny: “He wants to talk to you” Under Carol’s eyes, Sonny had to carry on her conversation. It was a “yes” and “no” affair. It was hard to keep her composure under Carol’s inquisitive eyes when Kirk told her he loved her. “He’s coming to drive me back to Marlboro,” Sonny said when she hung up. Carol dropped her eyes to hide her satisfaction. “I want to do some shopping,” Son ny continued. “So, I’ll stay here un- PLEASE PAT YOUR SUBSCRIPTION . . . End Strike at Harvill Plant w&jL Jfr. \M(mmrTiK //’/■-, ‘v. 'f wSm// F. M. Hocfler, H. L. Harvill, Thos. Burns, Edward Cheyfits, I*. Shoup Following conferences between U. S. labor conciliators and company and union officials in Los Angeles, the strike at the Harvill Aircraft Die Casting plant ends, thus averting a threatened stoppage of pro duction of eight Pacific coast aircraft manufacturing plants. Thomas F Burns and Paul Shoup, conciliators representing the Office of Production Management, announced the agreement which carried the endorsement of union officers. In this conference above, left to right, are F. M. Hoefler, plant superintendent; H. L. Harvill, own er: Burns, Edward Cheyfits, Diecasters’ union representative; Shoup. til Monday when school starts again.”: “Oh! That’s nice. We must see you have fun.” Afterward Sonny wondered if things would have been different if she and Carol had been frank with each other. But by then it was too late. Genuinely fond of each other, they carried on their little comedy of deception, each proud of her own cleverness. “Then you’ll be back later?” Carol asked, hiding the disappointment in her voice. “Yes. I’ll be back by six to dress. Kirk is going to take me out.” “I’d better be getting on. Mother will be expecting me.” Before Carol left, A1 called, but Sonny was in the shower and did not hear their conversation. After Carol had gone, Sonny was strangely restless. She wondered if Carol thought Kirk’s sudden atten tions odd. And always she came back to Al. She must talk to him. But all her worries disappeared when Kirk came in the door bringing her orchids. He drew her into his arms. “I, thought you might vanish before I got here!” Then he looked around at the room. “You darling! It’s all right or, rather, much better. Any way, I love it!” The two of them lived in a fool’s paradise for the next few days. Kirk cancelled all other special engage ments. 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You’ll find little find a whale of a difference in cars! DUNCAN BROTHERS POCOMOKE CITY, MARYLAND today, Kirk. She was pretty diffi cult.” “I suppose. If you want a reason for all this, she’s it.” “Janice is a fine girl, Kirk. But I pointed out to her mother that after all it was between you two children.” He added with a twinkle in his eye: “She seemed convinced there is an other woman. Is there?” “No, father. No other woman came between Janice and me.” And Kirk felt he spoke truthfully. “There’s only one thing. I don’t want her bothering your mother. I won’t have that.” Kirk’s voice was menacing: “If she does—” “We just can’t permit that. But tell your mother today.” Kirk promised he would and he did. * * * * Their last night together, Kirk gave Sonny a ring. It was a beau tiful square-cut emerald. “I had it made for your little fin ger. The day we can tell people, we’ll have it fitted properly.” “It’s beautiful!” Sonny exclaimed with emotion. The parting was hard, but Sonny made Kirk agree they would not see each other for a month. “I have final exams. I do want to make good, Kirk.” He accepted her decision. * * * * The weeks flew, for they were both busy. Kirk telephoned Sonny. several times each week. There were endless letters. Only one person in all New York knew about the romance. That was Kirk’s secretary, Elsa. She had sensed it that first day when she had gone with Sonny to select appropriate clothes for her first court appear -1 ance. And she wondered how it ; would all end. Spring passed faster than Sonny and Kirk believed possible. And luck ily for them, there was no gossip a bout them. The telephone calls and 1 letters Sonny received did not go un noticed by the girls at school, who i were thrilled at any hint of a ro- I mance. But there was a general un ; derstanding that the boy friend was !A1 Corey. Sonny had often talked I about him when she first came to i school. They accepted that as a fact. I And Sonny was content to hide be | hind that dubious protection. Continued next week SHORE INSTITUTION RECEIVES VAL. REPLICA Washington College has just re ceived for exhibit in its historical museum two very interesting items, the gift of Mr. Charles H. Gibson, : of Church Creek, Md., a member of 1 the Class of 1910, who presented them through Dr. Jones, Secretary of the Alumni Association. Of great interest is the commis sion of John Ross Key, father of Francis Scott Key, appointing him Commanding Colonel of the 47th Regi ment of the Maryland Militia. The ' commission is signed by Governor Thomas S. Lee and is dated June, l 18, 1794. Col. Key had previously been an officer in the Revolutionary [ Army. On the reverse side of the p commission appears Col. Key’s Oath * of Allegiance written out and sign : ed by him. The commission is so . framed for exhibit that both sides are shown. 1 The other item recalls the War be j tween the States and the great Con federate leader, General T. 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