The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1905-03-25

Mrs: Parsons came to me one day and
said:
Jewell, Jackie, the people T was ex-
pecting to have to put in your room
have written that they cannot come.
Now, what's to hinder your staying
thru the rest of the season with me9';
"N othing unless it be Joe,' I
added as an afterthought. He may OBJ
iect, you know, altho he was very nice
about my coming"
"What model wife!'' she Knocked.
"Now, Jackie, that you are developing
into a genuine society woman, you
ought to drop that everlasting Joe
nonsense. It savors of the bourgeois. ~
I did not answer. [ owed her much
for my social education, but there were
moments when my soul rebelled.
'sDon't mind plain words from an
older woman-one who has seen and
known the world thofoly,' she con-
tinueel. ,"But you re too beautiful and
too popular a woman to confne your
self religiously to one man-and one
who doesn't half appreciate you
at that. No; don't interrupt, for I'm
a hard headed business man, and 1 dare
say a very good man, but in these days
no up-to-date woman depends solely
upon one man for her intellectual stimu,
lus. The more you see of society the
more you realize that educated and cul'
tured people look upon these matters
with very different eyes from the IN
DR.. Haven is doing great things fo1
, your development. !TlleSe is nothing like
the friendship Of brainy man of the
world for a woman-and you re get
ting it.
7'7You forget that Phi!ip-Dr. Haven
is Clergyman, L put in.
".No, I don It, - was the quick reply
"The modern parson has to be many
sided, and so strenuous and popular
well-rounded man of the world, in the
best sense of the phrase. Philip Haven
has seen the world and knows it. He
may be "a good man, but he is not al
ignorant one. And you, too, young
woman, are. getting your, eyes open
Now, 90 and write home that you viii
remain here until the house is CLOSED
the middle of September.'
I went, my cheeks tingling and
strange tumult in my heart. [ did moi
wholly resent what she had said ane
implied; for had she not paid me the
compliment of implying that l was {
woman Of the world-little, unsophisti
catedI?
That evening, while distinguished
sluStl Meo CeIGdlllli!S h!o. ohooi1o
guests, Philip and I slipped across the
balloon for little walk in the moon
Hight, along the shining beach:
/ tEtWhy are you 50 restless?' he asked
as we paced up and down. "This
beautiful moonlight always softens ane
quiets me. feel like quite another
man than when I am at home. going IL
and out before my congregation:
.ssAnd 1, too,' [ answered. am
! different woman from the one who lives
in Chicago with her husband and babies
This ssilvery light across the restless
moaning sea, this soft, mystic atmos
i phere, this constant tapping of thu
water on the single, they make mes
restless, dissatisfied woman.
I s'tNot unhappyg" and he stoppet
short in his walk and laid one Of hi
strong white hands on mine.
No, not unhappy, ! said: mo
exactly unhappy but dissatisfaction
satisfied, rather. I yearn for something
Ishave&never known. Perhaps Mature
4 meant me for poet.'
i Nature meant you for very beau
t TT he said, sud enl hi
n nads fulfilled your rn mission there. Yo,
have no right to be unhappy, youlovel.
Jackie. - ~
ssPhilip,' murmured, and knew no
what to say; for the homage of thi
handsome, distinguished man was ik
. incense unto my nostrils.
ssForgive me, he said as we resume'
our walk. But when it. comes over
how easily our paths might have rul
together IN life, and now you are los
to me" he stopped, and we wen
back to the house in silence.