The San Francisco call., 1909-12-26
PART OF THE MACHINE .

severity. The contrast must have impressed her as
it did me- at is good OF you to see soon"
she said
Its interesting" corrected, aufing the mass of
pillows behind me into semblance of comfort "a
glimpse into a world for like to think of
girl-a girl like myse-being part of the machinery
that sets things in motion"
We spoke while of my mede of life in general
There was something fascinating about her spon-
interest in things, the big vitality of her.
wanted to keep her with long as could, to feel
the spirit of her dancing through the Finally
she put more intimate question to little
demon of moekery tempted my reply. Oh, yes,
was fast learning to laugh backl
"If you'll promise not TO my name I'll tell you
the truth. Otherwise-wel, you're quite used to
printing the other thing, aren't ycus"
She nodded emphatcaly. l Didn't know whether
it was in answer to my first or second statement
But leaned forward in my chair and the pillow be-
hind my head slipped away unnoticed
WELL then, thereSisnt one more opportunity for
the American princess than for princess of any other
country Her range Of possibilities extends from dis
spated youths in turned up dissipated age
in turned down collars. Matrimony fills her horizon
from the cradle to-the ballroom. After it is
plshed it sinks into insignhcance but before every
thing she does, says thinks, is toward that end
Her dowry is settled upon from infancy and grows
in proportion to her fathers income The sole diff
ference is that in Europe it's matter of business
whereas here it goes the bridegroom politely
as gift If she has talents they're developed only
TO the point of being accessories. The dream Of her
life is to marry so that she can wear larger tiara
than her best friend. If she wants to do anything
else she's eccentric if she does do anything else she's
impossible"
Miss Cavanagh laughed "And all the while she's
probably bored"
"Bored-oh, yes suppose so; but she isn't given
time to realize it. She's tired than anything
rage, and then of course, there always fields
to conquer"
Doesn't it ever occur to her that she might fake
: up serious work and break away from it ALI
In spite of her impersona felt that the ques
ton applied directly to
81 told you matrimony is the only work she is
trained for What other"
Settlement work. for instance she suggested
laughed now. That fad several years ago.
tried il. The people were absolutely hostile They
looked on me of the idle rich without realiz
ing that worker than any of them, with
hours-not the ones given to them-off duty"
why doesn't she take up something practical.
after she's tried society is that and found it wantng
There's book binding for instance stenogra-
ply and typewrtng Why not study it as though her
living depended it? You've idea what tonic
work is Carlyle spoke of it years ago, and others
have been telling since There's nothing in
the world more interesting, assure you"
THE SECRET OF HAPPINESS
Miss Cavanagh has been giving me the secret of
happiness" told Dick when he came in and pre-
sented to her as she was leaving
She gave me bright smile eff you ever think Of
it seriously drop in to and we'll talk it over"
did think of it seriously. 1t seized hold Of me.
The idea of some definite work to do acted as stu-
liant. suggested to Dick and he laughed-in fact,
it must have seemed rather joke to him.
Take up stenography and typewriting, he teased-
you may find it useful some day He raised my
chin and looked down with his old smile of impulsive
, tenderness. Don't you know what you were made
for. GYPSY"
1 shook my head "I wish l did"
why, for some big mans love, OF course"
I thought of Nellas words and only big lone
illness seized me.
$50 the little bald headed Japanese didn't prove
mascot last year. Poor Bcb" Dick still smiled.
"DiclI," caught hold OF his arm with both hands,
did he send that? l thought"
How we'll remembered the whimsy of the words:
"You have the scalp, so please accept" No, it
.impossible A man who represented brain and
Drawn and purpose-what presumption to suppose he
would waste his time thinking
: blushed furiously and Dick flung back his head
with satisfied laugh
But now the world might wait for its denouement.
and-weil, it waitedi
Ruth Cavanagh dining recently with Judge and
Mrs. Robert Stead and the latters brother-who
still be known briefly as Dick" They had been dis
cussng the school of realism in action.
Gypsy, Miss Cavanagh observed. @yousshouIdn't
have made mother confessor There's bee buz-
zing my bonnet and it won't leave me in peace
until I've turned your story into type and given it to
the world in black and white
And she hasl
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