The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1915-12-24
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Copyright, 1913, by Newspaper
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who was that man that stuck
to your mother like a burr to-
night, Dick?" | said, as | drove
him home after the party.
What MANI" asked Dick, who
had been morosely silent ever
since We got in the machine.
why, the white-haired gentle
man with the smiling, rudy
countenance who took your moth
er out to supper and sat beside
her most of the evening"
II did not see anyone" re-
marked Dick, "but you have de-
scribed old Morton Trent. He
lives at the same hotel as mother,
and now that you speak of it, l
have seen him talking to her
often, when l have gone up there
to see her."
We'll, some women were gos-
siping about it tonight. They say
that it looks as though We were
going to have another wedding
in the family"
What"
THAT is what they said
''Can you beat it," was Dicks
comment. "To tell the truth,
Margie, l must be rather stupid
tonight, but it's beyond me. l
simply can't think of any man,
young or old, who would want to
marry mother"
l could not help laughing, but
all at once it came to me that
Mother Waverly had been very
much nicer lately, more contented,
more human. Like flash the
whole plan spread out in front of
me.
1T is not good for man to be
alone" and this means both man
and woman. At any time, at any
age, the rule holds good. One is
lost without the other.
Poor Jim Edie and Pat Sullivan
are quite unhappy because they
are not interested in a woman.
Nature has made them interested
in women but she leaves it to
the individual to make the matter
concrete, and when a man thinks
he can fight nature with success,
his egotism overshadows his good
sense. These two men are just
finding this out and | think either
one of them would be much hap
pier married.
/ presume Mother Waverly was
very lonely and consequently very
unhappy. Dad Waverly had been
hers. you can think what you
like, little book, husband, even
one that does not measure up, al
ways, to ones ideals, is at times
a very comforting thing to have
aroundD She knew that even if
in Dads heart he disapproved of
some of her ways, yet he would
always be found by her side
against the world-that is the
most beautiful thing about mar
riage.
have often wondered, little
book, just how woman who was
In love with a married man would
feel about all this.
If Eleanor Fairlow is in love
with Dick, it must be hell, for her,
because she must know there is
nothing in 1t all but concealment
and unhappiness. If what those
women said were true, l am sorry
for her, little book, sorrier even
than for myself.
Love with marriage has not
been SO blissful for me that | can
not conceive how horrible it must
me to love a man that is married
to another woman. | am getting
to the point where my side of it
must be settled soon. was
thinking so intently about this
that ! ran the car right past our
apartment. Dick, too, must have
been absorbed in his thoughts, for
he did not notice it until we had
gone a number of blocks beyond.
Say, Margie! Is it your in
tention to go Joy riding, IL so, I
can name a number of streets I'd
rather travel than this" he ex-
claimed.
l pulled up quickly. "Dick," I
said, without any preliminaries, 81
though Eleanor Fairlow had lost
all her money. How can she give
up her training at the hospital and
live at the - hotel?"
How should l know" snapped
Dick. "She probably has some
rich relatives that are helping
her."
But I thought she was all
alone In the world?"
Dick grunted, but did not say
anything.
Oh, little book, II | could only
make you understand how / want
ed to ASK him that question-that
question that unanswered was
breaking my heart.
Tonight | have found out that
when we think we are concealing
everything from the eyes of the
world, the world is seeing proba-
bly, more than we do.
All my world is gossiping about
Dick, Eleanor and me-probably