The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1911-07-27
EVENING CHAT
BY RUTH CAMERON


And yet isn't she pathetic?
Whom am I after this time?
A rather common type, 1 think-the
| girl who is forever fancying that some
| her.
| Sometimes she is a very pretty girl
who is so used to admiration that she
fancies even those who have no right
to are falling in love with her.
But more often she is a less attrac-
tive girl who hasn't had enough nor
NAL admiration and consequently is
forever salving her wouroed pride and
satisfying her inevitable craving by
| imagining that these captive husbands
| are pining for her.
She tells her friends. with what pre-
tends to be indignation, but is really
Sinking delight, how Mr.. B. tried to
hirt with her at the bridge party.
She takes Mr.. LIS cordial Good
morning and occasional chat with her
on the train as the first symptoms of
a tender interest in her In reality
they are merely dictated by Mr.. L. s
/ CHEEKY married-man sym pathy for her
| 'aloneness."
She goes to visit a Young married
friend and comes home and tells how
Mr.. S. positively neglected his wife to
sit on the veranda and go out walking
with her. Poor Mr.. S, he was only
doing what his wife asked him to and
finding it hard job at that
/
| edict finds that she particularly enjoys
a certain author and brings her one or
two of his latest books and even walks
down to the train with her once or
twice, discussing them, and straight
way she is sure he is the unhappy vic
tim of her charms.
If any of her married friends get out
with her for any reason at all, she
has no difficulty in finding their hid
den reason-they are jealous. Tom
or Dick or Harry or whoever it may
be, was too attentive to her at the
dance or has been9coming up on her
veranda too often.s
Poor, foolish. deludod, little girl.
You have yet to learn that married
men get tired of their wives and go
hunting around for af1nities much
more often in books than il real life
The things that meant s. much to
you because you looked at them
through the magnifying glass of your
desire for admiration, probably meant
less than nothing to these men.
And even if by any chance they did
mean something, it is far better for
you to minimize and make light of
them, than dignity them by thinking
and talking so much about them
You don't want a futile or maybe
a life-wrecking love from a man who
has no right to give it to you. 1t may
sound romantic. but romance in real
GV6TX0AV
suffering side
What you really want is normal,
happy, healthy, commonplace love
that means hearthstone and babies
for you
Turn your eyes toward that goal.
little girl. and long for it and work
for 1t and forget these foolish ideas
of yours and I'm sure your own will
come to you much sooner.
y
was decidedly disappointed the 9th
er day with a very charming, and 1
mad always thought almost ideal young
| person, who was visiting at nv house
| A group of US were standing talking
| together One of the group was a
| young man whom this girl had met
perhaps half dozen times. In the
| course of the conversation he started
| 70 repeat to her a very flattering COM
pnfEent he had heard of her singing
The girl begged him to desist. and
when h. laughingIy kept on, she ad-
Vanced towards him and laid her hand
across his mouth.
Now perhaps 1t will seem prudish to
you, but did not like that
ms is an age when friendships be-
tween men and women are very mora
informal, very much less stiffly con-
Ventlonal than they used to be.
The modern man and woman friend
ship IS as different from the man and
1
the modern sheath of roses that the
man today sends the girl of the
twentieth century is from the stiff,y
arraigned bouquer the old time lover
brought his lassie.
And that I think is good.
But when this informality tends to-
wards familiarity, that think is bad
want the girl Of today to be more
sensible and con1rade-y and less exotic
and sheltered in her friendships witt,
men than her grandmother or even her
mother want her to be able to join
them in some of their sprots and all
of their intellectual interests
But don't want to see her let this
fine comradeship deteriorate towards a
careless familiarity
have heard of a girl in high society
who slaps her men friends on the back
when she meets them.
The American public laughs at her
1 think 1t should be ashamed to own
her.
Even between lovers I dislike to sec
public demonstrations, and it seems to
me that they show the measure of
sacredness in which they hold their
love by the measure of privacy which
they give its manifestations
For a girl to pick thread off a
Z mans coat or man to put back a
loose lock of a girls hair in public
when the two are engaged, certainly
isn't the least bit wrong but it does
seem to me it borders on the "tacky.''
| There is a coupIet of Kipling's which
who find it difficult to confine the man
| ifestations of their mutual ardor to the
privacy of their home.
For howsoever love be blind
The world at large hath eyes"