Norwich bulletin., 1914-02-25

They sat before the open fireplace, the red glow of the fire being the only light In the room. Behind them the shadows ffckered and fell. Sometimes a sudden burst of flame revealed a shabby chair or table, but the young couple gazing into the burning embers saw nothing of the shabBiness about them, They were dreaming dreams of the future and curieusly enough thelr dreams were alike
 Sitting deep in his chair and smelz- ing disreputable cid pipe, Fred Hay thorn was the picture of content. But he was not content for 1t was not their fireplace and 1t was not their home. For three years he had been engaged to Ruth and still the wedding day was not set. To a young artist money comes slowly and it takes a great deal of money to marry girl these days. He had exhibited some pictures and had soId a few with promises ahead promises. At least one can't ask @ girl to.
 He lived in that we'll known place where artists and writers and men that are doing things congregate in good old Boston Living in his studio very well. but he couldn't ask girl to live that way.
 The girl, with soft brown hair and deep blue eyes sat quietly dreaming with one hand resting lovingly over his. She was the eldest of a large family. Perhaps if there had been fewer of them she might not have had to work. But they all loved each other very much, and she felt as though she ought to at least clothe herself and so help father. who earned a fair salary, but had many demands. So she dreamed her dreams and tried to forget the stuffy old office where she spent most of her time.
 Finally taking the pipe out of his mouth and knocking it thoughtfully on the ash tray that had been placed con- veniently near him, Fred said: The corkingest little couple have moved into the double room in our house. He Is a sculptor just starting out with a little work to do and great hopes along the decorating line. There they live in that one room. She gets the meals on a gas plate and with the help of a chafng dish they have some of the best meals 1 have ever eaten. She has invited several of the fellows in and she seems to be perfectly happy. A fellow certainly has got a nerve to ask hardly fair to the girl. wonder what she does with herself all day"
 You wonder what she does all day?" exclaimed Ruth sitting up abruptly. Why she is the luckiest girl in the world. There she is in the
  tically her own. Why she has the Public Library. the Art Museum and a hundred other wonderful places to spend her time in. Then she can look after that man of hers, and see that he has proper food to eat and take care of his clothes"
 There, I didn't mean to bite your head off" she said sinking back in her chair, but you riled me up SO Most of you men seem to think that a girl is doll that must be dressed well and placed in Q beautiful house. There she must stay. having 8 few polite pur- suits, and spend the money her hus- band brings home to her."
 Well a fellow is greatly censured if he does otherwise" replied Fred.
 "Yes. by everybody but the girl. I hear so many old people say. Girls expect more than they use to. But whose fault is it? They are brought up to expect more. If 8 girl marries an old man for his money she is scorned, if she marries for love in a cottage, she Is laughed at and every