The Detroit times., 1913-02-26

warm look ne poured over poor fright
ened me at his side. as he drank AIS
champagne. told me that once and Tor
all. Still we have been so close TO-
gether over his baby and | have
-gfe~H-se-d ependenL him for SO
many things that ii cuts into me like
hot knife that he shouldn't care II
he lost me--even for a neighbor. l
shouldn't mind not having any hus-
band II could always live close by
him and Billy like this. and II mar
ned Judge Wade could at least have
/ him for a family physician. Mo-
don't like that. OF course m going
with Alfred now that an accident has
made me announce the fact TO the
whole town before he even knows 1t
himself but wherever | go that light
II the room with that lonely man
$ going to burn in my heart. nope
1T will throw a glow over aired
LEAF SEVENTH.
Dashed!
do believe God gave that wise
angel charge concerning me lest
get dashed, but | just got dasnea
anyway. and its my own fault, not
the angels. have suffered this DAY
until | want TO lay my face DOWN
against the hem of His garment ana
wait I'm the dust for Him TO pick me
up. shall never be able TO do II my
self, and how He's going TO do IL
can't see. but He will.
That dinner.party last night was
bad enough, but today's been worse
| didn't sleep until long after day
light and then Judy came IN before
eight o'clock with letter for me-
that looked like a state document.
felt in my trembly bones that II "as
some sort OF summons AFFAIR from
Judge Wade: and il was. looked
into the first paragraph and then oe
cided that | had better get up anu
dress and have a cup OF coffee and
single egg before tried 10 read H.
p Incidental TO my bath and dressing.
I weighed and found that l had lost
all four of those last surplus POUNDS
and two more in three days. Thoso
two extra pounds might be con-
strued 10 prove love. but exactly on
whom | was utterly unprepared TO
saw. didn't even enjoy the thin
ness, but took kind OF already-mar.
ried look In my glass and tried 10
slip the egg past my bored Ups ana
get myself to chew II down. 1t was
work; and then took up the judges
letter. which also was work and more
of It,
He started in at the beginning OF
everything, that Is at the beginning
OF the tuberculosis girl and cried
over the pages OF her as II she had
been my own sister. At the tenth
page we buried her and took up Al
fred and 1 must say l saw a new Al
fred in the judges bouq,set-strewn ap-
probation of him, but [ didn't want
him as bad as had the day before
when | read his own new and old let
tiers. and cried over his old photo
graphs. suppose that was the re-
suit of some of what the Judge man.
ages the juries with. He'd be apt TO
use It on q woman and she wouldn't
find out about 1t until it was too late
to be anything but mad. Still when
he began on me at page sixteen l felt
a little better, though / didn't know
myself any better than did Alfred
when got to page twenty
What | am, is just poor foolish
woman, who has lot more heart
than she can manage with the
amount OF brains she got with 1t at
birth. I'm not any star IN rose
colored sky, and I don't want TO In
spire anybody; It's too much OF job.
I want to be q healthy happy woman
and a wife to q man who can inspire
himself and manage me. l want to
marry a thin man and have from hve
to ten thin children, and when l get
to be thirty I want my husband to
want me to be as fat as Aunt Bette,
but not let me. An inspiration
couldn't be fat and I'm always In
danger from hot mufins and chicken
gravy. However. II / should under
take to be all the things Judge Wade
said In that letter he wanted me to
be to him, should soon be skin and
bones from mental and physical ex.
ercise. Still. he does live In Hills
boso and wont let myself know
how my heart aches at the thought
Of leaving my home-and other
things. It's up in my throat and l
seem always to be swallowing it, the
last few days.
All the men who write me letters
seem to get themselves wound up
nto a sky-rocket and then let them
selves explode in the last paragraph
and It always upsets my nerves. I