El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1913-09-23
The Diary of A Bachelor
He Is Getting Interested More
Deeply in the Nurse--She
Kisses Him.
y MAX

n EPTEMBER 81 see, by looking
back to my last entry, that I in
- tended to write letter to Sally,
and didn't. This doesn't indicate that
my heart has waVered in the least but
/ al the emotions that sway the men
gOn l o[lglhate IN the heart am quite
sure from the talk the suffraget gave
me Yesterday, that most of them origi-
nate in the stomach and never rise any
higher
h have always thought my sex a
pretty decent sort considering our
temptations, but the suffraget gives US
al the vices, and none of the virtues
took exception with her, claiming for
the men one virtue the women these
days don't seem to possess and that is
the = Ttue of modeStyi
Evel my nurse, who sometimes waits
on me IN such state Of undress that I
would turn my head away were it not
that the pain in the back of my neck
makes 1t little hard to turn, has
never appeared with a slit skirt, and
that she wears petticoats 7 know for
they are starched as stiffly as the new
ly fallen autumn leaves, and make as
much noise.
IF men are bad" I said to the suf-
fraget' the women help make them
And who made the women bad to
begin with?' she retorted-
II was the old argument of which
came first, the hen or the egg, and I
suppose I must have showed my wearf-
ness, for the nurse literally shOoed the
suffraget home
September II used to complain that
the nurse was so very mechanical in
her sympathy and attention, but she
is growing more like a human and less
like machine every day. Now. last
night, when I was having one of those
paroxysms. of pain in the back Of my
neck, she rubbed it with both hands
with my face pressed against her
shoulder when she did it, and then,
1lr ha% NJ oh.
had put my head back on the pillow
she bent over and kissed me.
That" she said, SIS for your sister"
Il haven't a sister" replied.
| Guess again"
But she refused, and though I feigned
pain, few minutes later she only
laughed at me.
September 81 see plainly that I
will have to have a relapse. The doc
tor, who came up to see me yesterday,
says that in a few weeks I will be
able to travel home, and that he viii
take my nurse away, needing her on
some case of ten syllables and a post
script, and which cannot be as inter
esting as my case, I asked her if she
wanted to leave me and she said that
If l continued to get better she would
have to. This case of ten syllables and
a postscript is one she. has been max
ing a specially of, and when I asked
her if 1 couldn't develop the disease
and keep her with me, she replied:
Hardly. That is a disease to which
only women are subject" and then she
went off in a laugh that it did me
good to hear.
She argues she is doing nothing for
me that Richards can't do as well, and
I say that isn't true. That kiss, for
instance. If Richards had given il to
me-but she went off into another
laugh, and I didn't complete the SEN
tence.
Il am thinking, I added, rather in
jured in feelings. "of asking Richards
to marry me. She is so thoroughly
good'-
And that" she interrupted, ais the
reason you will never ask her to marry
you. Men worship saints, but they
don't marry them. Ever know that all
the saints were old maids?'
September 81 haven't written that
letter to Sally let, keeping busy these
days devising some scheme for keep
ing my nurse with me. I know of one
way: but I want to keep her because
of her devoted attention to me, and if
she were my wife she wouldn't give it.
Marriage would mean 1 would have to
engage another nurse, and my wife
would see to is that she isn't good
looking.
A bachelor is always ahead of the