The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1912-08-30
TRUTH

Let's play the game Of .-rrn,h /.
sa'd Mar1ory, as she poured the cot.
Zee from her new percolator.
! thought this society was FORMED
ior the purpose of discussing ton,cs
Oh tne day and not for frivolous nur.
SUITS, declared the lofty browed
spectacled Imogene.
Well, It was" put in Amy. ..but ".
needn't be intelligent every second Of
every meeting" =
Perfectly right said Inez .rva.va
silted the tariff question. imm,pra.
ton, municipal ownership and The
onilds welfare this afternoon. II we
argue any more there won't be any.
tning left for next weeks meeting.
don't know how to play Truth.
never heard of such game in
bucyrus," said Bernice, the visiting
girl 10
Well. all you do is Just to tell
every girl here exactly what YOU think
OF her" explained Edith. "You must
tell her good qualities and her bad
Qualities. But 1t must be the plain.
unvarnished truth, irrespective of any.
body's feelings
oh. / couldn't do that In a million
years" gasped Amy. Il think you are
all perfect dears."
But everybody plays Truth" de-
clared Marjory. Its fascinating. Be
sides, it's good for any girl to learn
her faults. Some great philosopher
said, Know thyself' l forget who he
was, but he said it, anyway. And
none OF US will get angry. no matter
what is said, will we, girls?"
No, indeed" returned an emnhatic
chorus. I'VE are too broadminded for
that"
Come, Helen, you begin the game"
suggested Marjory.
"All right, I'll start with Inez," as
sented Helen. without hesitation.
"Inez. you have a sweet. lovely dispo-
sition, and you are lots of fun, but you
have no idea of style or dress. It's
pity. Amy said only yesterday, How
can that girl wear. that impossible
white polo coat when she is SO fat and
dumpy?'"
why, Helen, how dare you say
such thing?" demanded Amy, in
dignantly. 81 never said that"
You know you did," calmly answer
ed Helen.
1T isn't kind to make fun of ones
physical imperfections, declared
Inez, haughtily. 81 didn't dream that
my dearest friend would do SO ig-
noble thing. TIL never forget It,"
"You know, Inez. we promised at
the beginning that we wouldn't get
angry" said Marjory, putting her arm
around the offended one
I'm not angry. No, indeed. Not at
all. Far from It. But I'll have to be
going. Goodby." And as Inez left she
slammed the door behind her.
Who will tell me the TRUTH" In
CURED Edith, breaking the silence.
Il will" eagerly offered Imogene.
you are stunning looking girl, but
you can think and talk about nothing
except dress and men. You are man
crazy. It's absurd"
We'll, thank goodness, I'm not al
ways quoting Latin that nobody cares
about or understands" snapped Edith.
MY brother said last night, Preserve
me from that walking bookshop'"
1mogene opened her mouth to speak,
then closed 1t firmly and held her
hands over 1t.
'Will some one tell me something?"
begged Bernice of Bucyrus. I'm not
easily offended. l think this game is
awfully cute"
IF you really want me to, I'll say
that If you didn't whine so and if you
wore your skirts shorter and your
waists longer. and If you combed
your hair in 1911 style, instead of 1892
fashion, and if you didn't say How
cute!' dozen times a minute, you
might make a presentable visiting
girl" vouchsafed Edith.
"Oh. water, please-Tm faint"
gasped Bernice of Bucyrus. Now I'm
going home to mother"
1HeH MdfJoTy was tolu ludt sne
wasn't sincere because she was too
sweet to everybody, and Helen was in
formed that she had no tact and that
she wasn't amiable enough to be popu-
lar.
When the last girl had departed
Marjory rushed into her mothers
room, threw her arms around her
mothers neck and promptly burst into
tears.
Our club has disbanded,- she sob
bed. Every girl is angry at every
other girl ~ haven't friend in the
world. My heart Is broken. Oh, that
horrible, horrible game! Why does
anybody ever tell the truth?"