The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1914-12-17
Go. right, 1914, by the News.
paper Enterprise Association.)

paper EntcrpriSe A6sOclatiOE.l
Sometimes Fate plays sorry
tricks on us poor midges who
flutter and flutter about in the
candle light always going nearer
and nearer to the flame and yet
foolishiy expecting that we will
not be burned.
Dick telephoned me yesterday
about four o'clock that he would
not be home for dinner.
do you know how Dad is,
Margie?" he asked. II have been
trying to get the house, but the
line was busy"
81 think he is very comfort
able. | called up an hour ago
and the nurse said he seemed
about the same"
We'll, that's good. Don't wor-
ry about me. Margie, for that long
delayed celebration is about to
commence.
Don't be bad boy, Dick"
"Of course not. A few of the
boys want me to stay to dinner
with them and play cards for a
while. Now you go to bed, dear,
and go to sleep and your hubby
will be home some time during
the night with that irresistible
desire to celebrate off his chest"
My thought at the time was
/ wish Dick did not>like to play
cards for money, but | had made
up my mind that | would find no
fault with him for staying out
with THE boys as he calls them
once in a while. When men want
a real celebration l have noticed
they usually celebrate with their
own kind.
Sometimes / think that unless
man has peculiar and always
passing inclination for a woman
any woman-she bores him to
death.
They must always put their
best behavior forward when a
woman makes her appearance on
the scene. | have never known
a man that did not enjoy getting
into the most disreputable
clothes he could find for a little
while, and l think everyone OF
them likes to shed all his man.
ners and most of his morals when
he herds with his fellows.
When l came back from the
telephone / told Aunt Mary that
Dick was going to stay down to
dinner and that we would have a
little party all by ourselves.
made some waffles for dessert
Aunt Mary loves waffles, and we
talked together more confiden-
TALLY than we have for a long
time. Aunt Mary is much wor-
ried over Jack and Mary.
81 cannot understand why Jack
is so different from the rest OF
Sally's children" said she, "both
Mollie and Dick think of Others
besides themselves, but Jack is
the most selfish person | ever
knew"
"How long do you suppose 1t
takes to kill love, Aunt Nary"
] asked.
81 don't think it takes very
long for utter selfishness to kill
it," she answered. Il think Mas
ter Jack will wake up some day
to find that he has sold his birth
right for a mess of pottage."
We sat long over the table, and
after we had washed the dishes !
saw that Aunt Mary was very
tired and SO l said: 81 am not
going to sit up for Dick and you
look as though you wanted your
beauty sleep badly"
Aunt Mary kissed me good
night and went to my room.
I could not sleep, however, for !
kept wondering just how it was
going to end. About one o'clock
the phone rang. | hurried to 1t
SO that it would not wake up
Aunt Mary.
Tell Mr.. Waverly to come at
once. His father has had a turn
for the worse and his life is only
a question of an hour or so,'
said the nurse.
All T1SHt, l. Sdlu, never
dreaming for a moment that ]
could locate Dick. l called UP
the club, Bill Tenney's and Jim
Edie's rooms, but he was nowhere
to be found.
Bill Tenney was not in his
rooms, but Jim's sleepy voice
asked:
-,
what is the matter, Margie?'
dad is dying, Jim, do you
think you can find Dick? He said
he was going to play cards with
the boys"
81 left him about IL at the
club. Have you telephoned
there?'
Eyes, | have telephoned to
every place where | think he
could possibly be. Jim will you
try to find him for me?"
Sure, Margie, I'll go right
away. | can almost find it in my
heart to feel sorry for Dick. He
never, by any possibility. breaks
any commandments, either OF
God, man or society that he
doasn,t eet found out"