The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1912-02-19
EVENING CHAT
By RUTH CAMERON.

There is only one real failure pos
slot9 and that is no. to be true to the
best one knows. Canon Farrar.
I had a dream the other night,'s said
Molly, the little stenographer lady
possessing herself of the tongs and re-
constructing the fire which the wants
to-be-cynic had just laid
Indeed" said the wants to- be-cynfc
How remarkable. Was it the first
time that ever happened"
Go on, Molly. Don't mind hin. .
said the author-man. Hes just jeaI-
Gus because you're making the fire burn
better than he did. He can't make a
fire"
There is a continual ri, airy in the
family as to who can make the best
fire. We all agree that making a good
fire is fine art, but that is all we do
agree on Each Of us has his own par
ticular style, and each new arrival con
slders it his privilege to take the tongs
ana re-aoJust the logs according to his
school of fire building.
1t was the queerest, most interest
Ing dream" went on Molly LAYING
down the tongs after having set the top
log crosswise-she is of the crosswise
school-"that 1 ever had. 1 dreamed 1
was dead
More chalk" murmured the wants.
to-oe-cyn1c, with simulated horror. Il
know it's going to be that dream about
gong back for more chalk"
dreamed 1 was dead" repeated
Molly seriously, ignorin, him land /
went somewhere. 1 don't know Just
where" The cynic showed signs of
breaking out, but was silenced by the
authOr-man. "At first I was all alone
in big room, and then a man in white
clothes, like we read about. came up TO
me- he had a woman with him and
said he wanted me to meet her And
Who do you suppose it WASP" Nobody
guessed 1T was me- mean l. said
Molly only different. She looked like
me, but she was so much prettier. She
was plumper, had red cheeks like the
doctor said I would if I'd do my ex-
erclSeS, and was taller. or guess she
just looked taller because she stood so
fine and straight. I asked the man who
she was. and he shook his head and
kind of melted away, and left us. to-
gether, so / began to talk to her. She
had the sweetest voice and she knew
everything. She'd read all the books
that I've always meant to read. and
she could play the piano wonderfully /
like I might if 1 only hadn't stopped |
practicing when l went to work. And |
somehow I felt she never lost her tenn
per like I do and that everybody that |
knew her must love her.
L don't know how I knew all these |
things, for I'm sure she didn't tell me.
I just sort of felt them the way you
do in dreams.
Still. didn't know who she was and |
she WOuldn [ tell me, so when 1 saw the /
man who brought her to me I ran 10 |
him and asked him again, and this
time he said Why, haven't you found
out yet? She's the girl you might have
been. She's going to be your compan-
lon everywhere you GO lie said, there
she is now And I looked around and
there she was behind me. We were in
a room where there was a big mirror |
and when I looked around / saw us
both in it. and she looked so much
sweeter and nicer that I just hated my
self and wanted to go away and hide
but when I tried to. she followed right
after like a shadow"
Molly fell silent
And then what?'' prompted the au-
norman.
"And then woke up and was glad
vas awake" finished Molly.
And made good resolutions?" sug-
rested the wants-to- be-cynic A bit
nockingly.
And made good resolutions" said
Molly defiantly.
Il guess it wasn't half so bad a
ream for you as 1T would have been ]
or most of US if we had dreamed it,"
aid the aUthor-man thouehtfully
Il should say not" agreed the wants
o-be-cynic emphatically and not at all
nockingly this time.
And the fire snapped out loudly and
uddenly as If it also agreed.