Show INSTALMENT THREE SYNOPSIS Kitty born the side of the tracks in unfashionable suburb of recalls the days of her mostly spent in association u-ith her rheumatism-ridden and how his philosophy opened her eyes to the social world of was the Main Line and particularly young Wyn who her imagination like a knight from some romantic What an going out to Illinois at the age of I'd never been anywhere outside except a few trips down lo the Jersey The old man and Mac took me over to North Philadelphia station to get aboard the I always think of it whenever I sec that high windy It was a scorching hot evening in late summer and a thunderstorm in the We had supper in the station a big adventure for and they let me order whatever I mostly ice cream and Coca I was too excited to cat and I was feeling queer I remember 1 wanted to ask them if tuberculosis begins with a pain in the because I felt a sort of d l. fort in what I used to think my but of course I if they thought I was The meeting between Wyn and Kitty came about through the fire in the waste-paper Cossart as Ginger Rogers as Kitty Foyle and Dennis Morgan as Wyn sick they wouldn't let me The old man had given me the most complete instructions about how to get undressed in a Pullman how to find the what to tip the and Uncle Elmer and Aunt Hattie would meet me at the depot in The thunderstorm broke just as the train was coming and the last I saw of Pop and Mac they were scooting for shelter in one of little glass waiting Dear old when he most wanted to show his feelings he always looked fierce and he seemed to be glaring at me through the window as though he was sore as a goal about The porter on the car was As 1 once told Pullman porters are the finest gentlemen I know they ought to be honorary members t of the Cricket He made up my berth before anybody and I got into taking care not to bulge out against the green curtains which would have seemed Kather than run the risk of attracting any attention I kept my suitcase in the berth with rat I wish I could know how much of what I think now was really what I thought and how much is what I now think 1 should have It's hard to carry thoughts along with like food in the icebox they don't you kid yourself without knowing Pop had been telling me how exciting it would be to get my first sight of and Indiana and you wake he be in Goodness knows what I expected to 1 raised the blind ready for As far as I remember it looked like nothing at just flat fields brown by the As for the outskirts of when we got there at I always think of Wyn's description of with its pants Though there's something encouraging in the long lines of stock and refrigerator cars you sec outside It seems as though there's a lot of food in the world and it keeps your mind on sensible I guess I should been noticing the bigness of America and all that sort of actually I was thinking of the importance of I got off the train at I must looked I know Aunt Hattie there's nobody who gets such wonderful dark rings under their eyes like the it was always her technique to speak of me as Poor Motherless which just made me and my retort was grown They hustled me into the lunch room before we took the train to I get a little bored when I think about Aunt Hattie and Uncle which is They always knew all the unimportant things that were going on and very few of- the Now I'm thinking what I think not what I thought All I thought for a was terrible I guess Uncle and Auntie found me difficult at They'd never had any of their if they were ever young themselves they'd forgotten all about That fearful hot I can feel the soot on my damp lay like a night-marc between me and It was too all at What a jolt it is when you first realize that you arc locked into yourself and nothing to be done about it But you wouldn't dare admit this to I don't know what I'd have done if it hadn't been for the He was called that because when he was a puppy he ate up a whole batch of pastry Hattie had ready for a lunch He was a big brown mutt with wonderful yellow and took to me at I used to tell him all sorts of crazy stuff when 1 couldn't talk to anyone I said to Wyn if I ever meet a man with eyes like I'll tell him And Wyn used to in the Now pretend I've got yellow That sweltering afternoon when we got down to Brick-paved streets you could fry an egg and soft coal smoke drifting across and those awful whistles from the railroad and the gloomy bell every hour from The college bell was the engine screams were I wouldn't have said that but don't suppose kids don't feel these We drove up shady old Thanksgiving Avenue rj with its brown and yellow houses and scrollwork and I realized to my amazement that Uncle Elmer Taswell must be The front door had long church-shape windows of colored everything was shut up tight to keep out the and as we went in down the hall came a blast of fried chicken and thick gravy and crackling ham with sugar and There never was a town like Manitou for big but I guess all the Middle West is the I tried sometimes to give Wyn an idea about the years I spent in except summers when I'd go back to visit Wyn was curious about because he had the Philadelphia idea that people west of Paoli arc yokels and The most significant thing that ever hap- in though they don't know it was when it quit being the terminus of the Rail-road and grand old Broad Street Station became just ia turn-around for the suburban When people arc like Wyn's you don't tell them In Philly they thought they were the End of the But Manitou was a Way The trains yelled all night because they were on their way somewhere to Chicago one or Denver and Los Angeles the We kids used to go down to the Santa Fe depot to watch the flyer go through and get a kick to know that Doug Fairbanks and Mary Pickford were It was a regular social item in the local Dorothy Gish passed through toyn Thursday evening on The Maybe it's good for a town to hear about things that go by without Wyn would not interested anything until it stays here several Even the Saturday Evening Post is still a bit of an that's why they always insist it was founded by Ben It was wonderful how Wyn and I could talk about things without getting At without him getting One time when Wyn thought he was drinking too much he tried what he called the Water Whenever he felt like a snort he'd take a long drink of cold water or anyhow he'd take it I'm trying to use memory as a water 1 thought maybe getting into bed early and just thinking about getting them in order in my remembering what came after and so much I thought that would be like dipping your hands in mountain It doesn't always I got so nervous I've been pacing round this damned apartment until I'm glad it's not a I might have taken a When I think I was 28 this year and what I've gone through in ten what everybody has gone it's almost I wonder why they had to throw everything in the melting pot at First and then and now the whole international I tried an to sec if I could find out what was the matter with I made a list of the various things that get me Maybe that's not the right it's just the way they come to I thought I'd do without one of them each day in turn and see if it made any I started out on a and I omitted each of than in turn for one Cigarettes were the hardest Then Sunday came along and just by chance all six elements happened to crowd into one That upset my reckoning and I didn't figure out which it was that was making trouble for I'll say one night I really That's Monday wasn't so What gripes me is not having anyone to tell things I mean really the way Wyn and I used It's you can't really talk unless there's desire behind Maybe it's the different sound of the two one female and one mixing into a chord like notes in music Two female voices talking together is just be Copyright 1939 by |