The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-07-01
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Dashed!

8A 8 wise angel charge concerning kafT@ek me lest I get dashed, but I &Sz9 just got, dashed anyway, and it's my own fault, not the angels I have suffered this day until I want to lay my face down against the hem of his garment and wait in the dust for him to pick me up. I shall never be able to do it myself, and how he's go ing to do 1t can't see, but he will.
 That dinner party last night was bad enough, but todaEs been worse. I didn't sleep until long after daylight and then Judy cameain before o'clock with letter for me that looked like state document I, felt in my trembly bones that 1t was some sort of sum mons affair from Judge Wade, and it was I looked into the first paragraph Rnd then decided that had better get up and dress ands have a cup of coffee and a single egg Sbefore 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 I was utterly Unprepared to say. I did not even enjoy the thinness, but took kind of already married look in nay glass and tried to slip the egg past my bored lips and get myself to chew it down It was work, and then I took up the judges letter, which also was work and mere of it.
 He started in. at the beginning of everything-that is, at the beginning of the tuberculosis girl, and I cried over the pages of her as if she had he1 sey+o A ', page we buried her and took up AL fred, and I must say I saw a new AL Ereddn ftae Judges bouquet strewn ap- preciation Of him, but I didn't want him as bad as I ehad the day before when read his own new and old let iers and cried over his old photographs I suppose that was the result of some of what the judge mana ges the juries with He'd be apt to use it on wo- man and she wouldn't find out about lt until it was too late to be anything but mad. Still, when he began on me Nt page 16 felt little better, though I didn't know myself any better than I did Alfred when got to page 20.
 What I am is just a poor, foolish woman, who has a lot more heart than Ehe can manage with the amount of brains she got with 1t at birth I'm
 
 don't want to inspire anybody. It's loo much of a :5Ob. I want to be a healthy, happy woman and wife to a man who can inspire himself and man. age me I want to marry a thin man and have from five to ten thin chil- dren, and when I get to be thirty want my husband to want me to be as fat as Aunt Bettie, but not let me. An inspiration couldn't be fat, and I'm always in danger from hot mullins and chicken gravy. However, if I 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 Sdn, he does live in Hillsboro, and won't let myself know how my heart aches at the thought of leaving my home and other things. It's up in my throat and I seem always to be swallowing it, the last few days.
 All the men who write me letters seem to get themselves wound up into a skyrocket and then let themselves explode in the last paragraph, and it 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 I had seen since looked in the mirror the night of the dance She was In an awful hurry
 Molly, dear" she said, with her words literally falling over themselves, From says you'll give US some of your dinner leftovers to take for lunch in the auto, for we are going way out to Wayne county to see some awfu1ly fine tobacco he has heard is there. I don't want to ask mother. for she won't let me go. and his mother, if he asked her. will begin to talk about us Tom said come to you and you would understand and fix 1t quick. He said kiss you for him and tell you he said Come on in, the waters fne.' Isn't he jOke?" And we kissed and laugh ed and packed a basket, and kissed and laughed again. for goodby. I felt amused and happy for a few minutes and also deserted It's a very good lining for a woman's conceit to find out how many of her lovers are just make believes I may have needed Toms Reflection
 Anyway, don't know when ever was so glad to see anybody as I was when Mrs Johnson came in the front 9oor. A woman who has proved to her own satisfaction that marriage is g failure is at times a great tonic to other women I needed tonic badly This morning, and got it
 Well, from all my long experience, Molly she said as she seated herself and began to hem a dish towel with Asrg, steady stabs, Husbands are just Rt1ck candy in different jars. They may look a little different, but they all taste alike and you soon get tired of them In two months you won't know The difference in being married to Al Bennett and Mir. Carter and you'll have to go on living with him maybe fifty years Luck doesn't strike twice in the same place and you can't count on losing two husbands AIS father was DGr- Johnson's first cousin and had