The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1910-02-13
WoMAN's HAPPINESS.
Harvey j. O'Higgins. a writer of e

Harvey j. u Higgins, a WRITER OF ex-
cellent short stories, has just had
published brief piece OF fiction en-
titled "In the Matter OF Art, Ii is
convincing Bit OF proof OF a fact that
is apparent to any thinking man or
woman. The meaning OF the story is
that to the good end normal woman
there is just one great object that
is worth while gaining. TO love, be
loved and make some good and hon
orahle man a home.
Mr.. O'Higgins. in his story mas a
New York playwright Unexpectedly
meets in an antique country farm
house, an actress who had formerly
been the playwright's protege. and
had won the hearts of the play going
public. She was at the height of sue
cess when, suddenly, she dropped ont
of sight. The playwright had given
her up as lost, touring through the
country in an automobile, he had hap
pened to meet her.
She explained, while engaged in
making "toamy omelet," tina, sn-
had married a young newspaper re-
| porter, salary S25 a week, and that
the farm house was the home they
had selected Her husband committed
to the city She was blissfully hap
ply and would never return 10 the
stage.
The playwright abuses the woman
for her choice, credits her with no
common sense, says that The public
was ready to lie down and roll at her
feet; more money than she could use
was coming her way and finally in
disgust bawls out, Cook, cook There
are millions of women to cook You're
an actress.
The woman smiles at him. Finally
she says:
II was tired of it. Tired of being
| own--away from all you people that
don't see anything except to initiate
il, TO write it, act ii, play the monkey
with IT. And when found that real
ly could love Jack--that | had enough
Of the human being left in me for
that-I saw my chance, while was
still Young. if could only get away
somewhere with him, where all the
| rest of you couldn't come around and
remind me thar ! was only a monkey,
and spoil it all, and Try to coax me
back. That's why | hid want 10
live" She threw her arms ont at
the golden sunny room, Here. A
| real life. With a real man. And be
happy. And | am. Neyer-yOu' II
never coax me back as long as | eau
have this I'm going to have a real
life with real work, real Ioye--and
| babies-rea babies-babies Of my
own" She stopped, tears In her eyes,
her lips trembling.
OF course the playwright didn't I'M
derstand. He charged that she was
only acting, bur she did not mind that
slur She hummed
| Now you're married. you must obey;
You mist be careful what you say;
You mrst be kind, you must be good -
| And help your husband split the wood -
1t is story worth while. II isnt
often that writer's who specialize upon
the bachelor girl will give The reader
peep behind the tinsel at the human
heart and it isn't often that women
with careers" will admit that the
real longing of their hearts is Il nome,
| a husband and children.
This story will make women Of the
| Kitchen less dissatisfied with theh
lot if they will only ask themselves
Would / exchange my baby for a
directoire stage gown, would trade
my home for newspaper notoliety
F., would | forfeit my husbands love fol-
a career that would make me the OBJ
| iect of fattery today and an object
of desolation in old age tomorrow
The woman of The home is the nor
NAL woman and the only truly happy
| one