Show 1 I 1 WE MIA tr c inn t al kin cf f ti I 1 PERHAPS she was a little bit self selfish IsIL just a trine trifle anyhow slie she ads was extremely bored parties where there was no one she cared about I 1 bridge prizes she loathed and gave to the cook next morning r late hours at night and nothing to do when slier she got up at noon but decide which of the seven dance invitations she would accept 1 tons of flowers slie she never wore and seldom took the trouble to arrange even jn in vases about the house ana and at christmas it was worse than ever she seriously considered running owadi shed like a new set of experiences something more rugged nearer the true vitality of living she would come back with alot ot of amusing in stories to regale the crowd with two days before christmas cynthia norris korris told her maid and cook they could have a vacation lock up the apartment ril rii let you know when I 1 am coming back im going away for I 1 the holidays slie she scurried into a la taxi lad d with a new feeling of excitement the best part of the whole thing being a sense of something entirely untried she had bad no idea where she was going shed select some queer person in the crowd at the terminal follow her to the I 1 ticket window and buy a ticket for the same place then cynthia refused to think further but she did not select a woman to follow she saw a rather thin man with a nice smile who was burdened with bundles they bulged in every pocket and he had difficulty la in doing anything at all competent with them ihlia he was buying a ticket in fact three fell to the floor and a fourth hit a child on the head during the process cynthia watched this young man with growing interest why in the world was lie he permitting himself all this trouble surely it necessary the man apologized to the child gathered up his fallen packages and went undisturbed towards his train cynthia impulsively bought a ticket for tho the town he bad mentioned to the man behind the window and followed she was excited already she had bad no idea where she was going and she care that was the tun fun of it she sat in the common coach and was obliged to share her seat with a woman who wore a shawl over her head and had a sad foreign looking face the man was three seats ahead of her completely buried under his bundles it was a four hour ride people cabie and went cynthia tried to remember how funny they all were slie she would imitate the way they talked and entertain the gang later this was the way to get a kick out of living do something so 1 different differ etiL at the young man leaped leabel from his seat jammed on his ut and plunged out of the door cynthia stumbled over the feet of the woman with the shawl and jumped down front from the train steps just two seconds before it began moving again A dreary wooden station with a faint flicker of a lantern hanging banging from a hook A few snowflakes began tailing there was no one about for a moment cynthia suffered ft a pang pan of loneliness but even this was a new sensation so she accepted it however she could not stay here all night and she had a bag she heard the explosions plo lons of a car about to start hurriedly she ran in the direction of the tha noise she could dimly see a machine with a driver could you tell me it there is a hotel here where I 1 could stay asked cynthia a little breathlessly im afraid Haw halbridge bridge Is a bit shy on hotels replied a maws mans voice abut but if jump in ill take you to one ona possible boarding house cynthia rung flung in her bag and climbed eagerly to the seat the car gave a deafening roar and shot ott off ica I 1 t 5 without warning into darkness it was a rough morigh road and the thedr driver lver paid little it attention either to ruts or his companion cynthia ventured a question or two about the village and was answered with polite brevity this was not the way in which she was accustomed cus tomed to being treated and it piqued her 1 I live at this boarding house finally admitted the driver im a printer on a newspaper in the next town I 1 could live where my wort work Is but I 1 like this little village I 1 knon cn 0 3 a lot of kids here and have bave a great time at christmas got a lot of stuff stud for them today oh said cynthia and smiled la fit the dark 1 I noticed yu were having some difficulty parking your packages while you bought your ticket this gave her companion something to think about but he said bothin no nothing thin the girl made a sudden decision she would relate in full her exit from new kew york tork and why this she proceeded to do the man chuckled once or twice but made no comment ne ile was it a very self pos hessed young man finally after a long silence he said casually good lord I 1 chucked the whole works three years agol ago stand it too darn dam boring same os faces 0 same old crowd same old part parties les I 1 bolted got a job on this oils newspaper keen about it IL get nearer the marrow of things someway I 1 feel free as a bird and dont give a a hoot what anyone thinks its great oh said bald cynthia again want to come round with me ma christmas eve demanded the extraordinary tra man looks as if wo we might have snow I 1 take a sleigh dress up in a silly santa claus costume waggle a white beard and deliver gif gifts ts to the kids in town id love to breathed the girl please let me on one condition thet you wont go back and make vaudeville oat ot of our village 1 I promise said cynthia A 0 1923 western newspaper toll |