Metropolis weekly gazette. (Metropolis, Ill.) 1???-19??, 1913-12-19
TO THE OTHER ONE
Man and Woman Of World Go
Back to Elemental for
Mates.
BY DOROTHY DIX.


LUXURIOUS rooms. thinking. The last
detail OF the arrangements had been
completed. The night before he had
given his farewell bachelor dinner to
ais old companions. Somehow he felt
that It would be almost sacrilege to
go from that mad, gay feast, with its.
wit and wine and song. to his pure,
little puritan Priscilla, who had been
kept as untouched by the world as
snow drop In her primo New England
home.
Il win see nobody tonight" he
had said to the dusky buttons who
guarded the outer door OF the fash
fonable apartment house. He wanted
TO be alone. There was so much to
do. so many letters to burn, so many
pictures to destroy, so many links
with the old life to break. Not that
there was anything to cover up, or be
ashamed Of Airlie had lived cleaniy.
but his friends had been the men and
women OF Bohemia. and-Priscilla
would not understand.
He glanced about the beautiful
rooms. Uttered with artistic souvenirs
and trifles, and sighed as his glance
fell upon a photograph with For Dear
Dickie" scrawled across It's face. 1t
showed a little dancing girl in short.
spangied skirts, waiting her cue to go
on the stage. No Priscilla would not
understand.
And yet" unused Airlie, IAN hon
ester little creature never lived. BY
George, wonder how many of the
good women who draw their garments
away from her as they pass her, would
have the courage to go cold and hun
CRY. as she has done, when they
might have champagne and terrapln.
and soles for the taking?"
On the mantel shelf. IN quaint
gold frame. was another picture--a
bold, impressionistic sketch OF n
woman leaning back In a long chair,
the blue smoke of cigarette curling
about her red gold hair. The woman's
lips were curved with laughter, her
eyes shone out merry, mocking, ten
der. It was Madge Horton, the clev-
crest newspaper woman OF her day,
Just as Boothhy had drawn her in
that very room one night when par
Gy of friends-wrlters artists, actors.
musicians-had forgathered to cele-
kratefhe COED fortune of one OF them.
Priscilla would not understand
Madge either" Airlie repeated 10 him.
self. "She would think that a woman
who smoked cigarettes, and treated
men with the familiarity OF a COM
panion. instead of the awe of a demi-
god, or the romantic alteration OF a
hero, wasn't nice"
He smiled at the lnadequateness of
the world. for his mind had flown
back TO a dark page In his own life,
when he had quarreled with the rich
and tyranical old aunt who had reared
him, and he had come to New York
10 make his living. II was then that
he had first known Madge, when they
were both doing cub work" on an
evening paper Fortune had not
smiled on him at flrst, and there had
been an evil hour when, after six
weeks la the hospital with typhoid, he
had found himself facing the world
without dollar in his pocket.
Weak. discouraged. dispirited, he
lay on hts cot. dreading TO take up
the struggle OF life again. when let
ter was brought to him. Il was a
mere typewriter line. enclosing 800,
and signed In a hand so grabbed as 10
gbe undeclpherable. Dear Airlie." II
said. u return you the money you
Dent me once in Chicago when I was
down on my luck" In his prosperity
Airlie had lent many man money
that had never been returned. The
wonder OF It was that II should come
30 him now, but In the surprise and
delight OF having IL, for the two crisp
lflgty-dollar bills meant hope. and cour-
age and life TO him. he almost forgot
10 speculate about the sender, and 1t
was not until years afterwards that
As knew that Madge out OF her sien-
der salary, for fame and money had
Mos come 20 her then, either. had
been the one 10 reach out helping
hand In way that be could not re-
SyUSS 10 TAKE
The heart OF a woman and the
brain OF 8 man, God bless her." said
EAirlse, ''and yet Priscilla win not
think her nice
"A lady 20 aes You. sir, and she
says it's important, sir. and was to
give you this card, sir" deprecatingly
interrupted q servant. Airlie frowned
as he reached out his hand for the
card. and saigsc 90 be read the name
ON II.
@Madges 81 good of you,v he ex-
claimed as ne pushed the long chair
che affected up to the CRATE.
Il was Just on my way out to dim
ner. she replied throwing back the
long cloSk and showing q slight. tall
figure clad In thin, black dinner
gown. ~and 40 was passing remem
bered that this was your last night,
and I thought would drop in and say
a final goodbye to you.