Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-04-21

can you let him smoke in these exquisite
rooma-so fresh. % ytrEinal-
these things. But we. like you very much,
and surely we can be friends and stu
hold cur own opinions. can We not!p
Mrs: Warburton pressed my hand and
sighed again.
"oh. yes" she said, ."of course, we can.
and we win. But I'm disappointed.
wanted you both under my banner"
Then. with the tact that usually distin-
guished her, she turned the conversation
to Jesstca's latest educational text book.
and the discussion Of woman and her ball
and chain was over for that evAnins,
Our acquaintance with Mrs. Warbur-
ton, thus auspiciously begun, ripened by
slow degrees into really pleasant friend
passed. and even as the intimacy grew 50
grew our admiration for this gallant lead
or Of cau1e already lost. She had many
pointing world. She was frank, She was
loyal, she was honest, and she revealed
occasionally the artless simplicity of a lit
tie child. Moreover, she was also busy,
and she had the workers respect for the
lent her presence to such assemblages as
she felt might help her mission, and yet
found leisure to drop IN upon us with de-
lightful informality and enjoyment equally
delightful because 50 obvious. Once we
attended reception In her apartment far
uptown, but we never repeated the expert
ence. With q charity far broader than
our own, MRS. Warburton threw opel her
home to extremists Of every type who in
turn were attracted to her by her radical
views. On this occasion fell into the
hands OF woman anarchist. whose
yearning for the blood of somebody, any
matically expressed. she was Short
haired and unmanicured and altogether
Objectionable, but she held me fast In a
corner for almost an hour. subsequently
was favored with the Views Of languor-
Gus youth whose Immediate conviction
that she was his affinity was mistaken
oy the presence Of wife and little
brood at home. We both drew a long
breath as we emerged into the outer air.
Ugh" groaned Jessica, how can she.
with her daintiness. endure them? For
she Is dainty mentally as she is physi-
cally, though she doesn't know 1t. How
home? Really. wen have to drop her If
she keeps it up"
We did not drop her. We merely dropped
the receptions. and. under plea OF ex-
cesive work, urged her to come to us
when she could and forgive our failure To
return the visits. This she did with the
utmost good nature. She seemed to have
q genuine liking for us, and her frequent
fierce arguments with Jessica were evil
IDENTIFY highly stimulating to them both.
Our housekeeping was also Of interest to
her. and the steadfast glitter of our metal
belongings filled her with awe.
How do you keep them so?' she once
by cisssSey them ssnt de-
. We hurriedly mentioned our incompar-
able waitress.
Mrs. Warburton's face shone again.
"Ah, surely" she said graciously, 'you
That Is right. That is what do. Only"
she added, with unconscious pathos,
mine doesn't clean things after I've hired
It was plain that she did not Our visit
to Mrs. Warburton's home had taught us
that.
/ ToVard spring she came to US less ire
quently. and finally did not come at ALL
In June we had hurried note from her,
explaining that she was leaving town for
the summer. regretting that time would
not permit q farewell call, and referring
vaguely to q reunion in the autumn, when
she returned to the city. s5essica and I
"She's offended" announced Jessica,
positively, but at what. in heavens
name! Have you done anything. Helen?'
! hastily diavowed the tacit charge.
&DGoCn-
Ell l suggested.
Jessica smiled in her most superior
fashion.
: MY blunt speeches." she repeated.
Grace Warburton has said more brutal
things to me In one evening than you
and could think Of in a month il we
put our minds to II. That was one of her
charms" she added, refectively.
sighed, for this was true. No amount
OF plain speaking would hurt Mrs. War
n1lffnn. and II <hct
evening together had. been unusually
Have We begun to bore her, do you
tnnk! l haxarded. Jessica turned upon
OF human evaporation and Christian for
bearance.
sHow could we bore herr" she demand
ed tersely. "She has read our text books
and she thinks we're literary" To this
retort q reverential silence seemed the
only fitting tribute: and I'gave it.
We discussed Mrs. Warburton's letter
further for few moments: even, casual
ly. for few weeks. Then, leaving town
ourselves. our mental picture of her faded
Into q dim background, in the darkest
recesses of which lurked mysteriously
ball and chain.
1t was not until the following Novem-
Der that Mrs. Warburton emerged from
the obscurity in which. SO to speak, she
nad Deen enveloped. We were back in
| the city and our editor friend Casually
mentioned during a call one afternoon
| that the distinguished apostle of sex
equality had married. We gasped in
unison.
Whom? when"' we demanded.
Our guest confessed that the details had
escaped him.
1T was done pretty quietly. fancy"
ne hazarded. 1T would have to be.
wouldn't 1t. In the circumstances?
wouldn't she be guyed q lot and all that
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