The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1913-08-07

l8I wise angel charge concerning
f6awnAj me lest l get dashed, but
SsseHs@sy just got dashed anyway, and
it's my own fault. not the angels.
have suffered this day until want to
lay my face down against the hem of
his garment and wait in the dust for
him to pick me up. shall never be
able to do 1t myself. and how he's GO
ing to do it can't see. but he will.
That dinner party last night was bad
enough. but today's been worse.
and then Judy came in before 8 o'clock
with a letter for me that looked like a
state document I felt in my trembly
bones that it was some sort of sum
mons affair from Judge Wade. and it
was. looked into the first paragraph
and then decided that | had better
get up and dress and have cup of
coffee and single egg before | tried
to read it.
incidental to my bath and dressing.
weighed and found that | had lost
all four of those last surplus pounds
and two more in three days. Those
two extra pounds might be construed
to prove love. but exactly on whom
was utterly unprepared to say. | did
not even enjoy the thinness. but took
o kind of already married look in my
glass and tried to slip the egg, past my
bored lips and get myself to chew 1t
down. 1t was work, and then ! took
b IN hn yxyhi oil
work and more of it.
He started I'm at the beginning of
everything-th that is. at the beginning
, of the tuberculosis girl. and cried
over the pages of her as if she had
been my own sister. At the tenth
page we buried her and took up AL
fred, and i must say | saw new AL
fred in the judges bouquet 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
ters and cried over his old photographs.
/ suppose that was the result of some
of what the judge manages the juries
with. He'd be apt to use it on wo-
man and she wouldn't find out about
1t until 1t was too late to be anything
but mad. Still, when he began on me
at page 16 felt little better. though
] didn't know myself any better than
did Alfred when l got to page 20.
What / am is just poor. foolish
woman. who has lot more heart than
| she can manage with the amount of
trains she got with 1t at birth. I'm
not any star in rose colored sky, and
don't want to inspire anybody. It's
too much of job. l want to be a
healthy, happy woman and wife to
man who can inspire himself and man
age me. want to marry thin man
and have from FIVE to ten thin chill
dren, and when | get to be thirty l
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 mullins and
chicken gravy. However, if ! should
undertake 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 exer-
else Still, he does live in Hillsboro.
ana won let ilyseli kHoW HoW my
heart aches at the thought of leaving
my home and other things. It's up in
my throat and seem always to be
swallowing it, the last few days.
All the men who write me letters
seem to get themselves wound up into
skyrocket and then let themselves
explode in the last paragraph. and 1t
always upsets my nerves. / was just
about to begin to cry again over the
last words of the judge when the only
bright spot in the day so far suddenly
happened Pet Buford blew In with
the pinkest cheeks and the brightest
eyes l. had seen since | looked in the
mirror the night Of the dance. She was
In an awful hurry
ITO he cOntinuedl