The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1914-11-07

Il resolved not to make a nuisance
of myself when I descended on the
dovecote." explained the girl with her
eye on the lavender colored handker-
chiefs. Il planned to slip OF for long
walks by myself and to develop fond
ness for solitary rowing bouts on the
lake and to discover dozens Of letters
that simply had to 90 away by myself
to write. l was going to give those
people plenty of time to COO without
the dark cloud Of my presence embar-
RAISING them! needn't have wor.
ried. for they did not pay any more
attention to me than they would II I
had been composed Of mist.
What l found that I simply could
not endure was not any excess senti-
mentality but excess solicitude on the
part Of the brides. Now. I've known
Art Morley all my life. ever since We
used to pull each others hair and steal
cookies together, and Of all the dare
devil. reckless boys l ever knew. he
was the worst He was always get
ting drenched in transforms. upset In
lakes, sunstruck and mangled In acct
dents, and as his mother was one Of
those comfortable, placid women with
a divine faith in tho nine lives Of cats
and boys she never paid any atten-
ton to his mishaps. He grew up as
tough as hickory and able to thrive
on a diet Of nails.
THAT IL why Grace's conduct
first took away my breath and then in.
furiated me. Darling. she would say
anxiously to Art at the breakfast ta-
BILE, pausing suddenly a. the awful
thought smote her. I forgot to lay out
your heavier underwear for you. and
there's quite a chill wind todayi I
Just know you'll take your death Of
cold! Promise me that you'll change
at once-I should never forgive myself
II you got cold in your head through
my horrid carelessness!
And Art Worley, before my very
eyes, would gaze at her fatuously and
frown a tribe with worry and then
would agree that his precious health
demanded the next heaviest weight.
He would SILVER a trihe. too. and say
that the wind did feel cold.
THAT would start Helen. Harry
she would murmur to her husband, do
you feel the cold, too? Now, don't be
foolishly brave and say no when you're
really suffering! You know you said
last night that you had pain in your
shoulderl just knew you shouldn't
have brought in those great heavy
armfuls of stovewood! You tax your
strength too much!'
yet this same Harry Koran took all
the athletic honors at college. He re-
sembles a giant Of prehistoric days In
size. Yet Harry. instead Of bowling
in derision, would look seriously and
would tell Helen that he supposed he
was foolish and that he must be more
careful!
Then Grace would capture mo as I
started for a walk and would pour her
troubles into my ear. 1t seemed that
Art had not eaten more than two
spoonfuls Of his breakfast food that
morning, and did I think he was going
to be Ill?
Then l would brutally say that Art
Worley looked as solid and tough and
lasting az the big oak tree out In front
she would Indignantly retort that had
no heart and didn't appreciate the real
delicacy of his constitution
when l escaped from her Helen
would approach and weeL on my shout
der and demand to be told If thought
Harry would stop loving her because
the coffee had been so weak al break
fast, due to her criminal neglect She
felt that she had failed as wife and
she could not bear to think OF her
own frightful shortcomings moment
longer.
After | had endured this sort of
thing for one whole week threw all
my clothes helter-skelter into my trunk
and caught the next train back TO
town. really felt that immediate es-
cape was the only thing that could
save my mind from giving away ut
terly.
That's why I'm buying lavender
handkerchiefs that will fade In the
,rst wesh-I want to do something
foolish myself to counteract the fool
ishnsss Of others during that long
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