Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-05-11

| this social craze. The more you see Of Il
! the more sure your cure. Now don't mis-
take me; I'm not for an instant implying
that some of the finest people that ever
| walked Gods green earth don't figure In
/ what we call society, and there are more
! of them on this little island, perhaps. than
! anywhere else in America, and I'd be tho
last TO cry them down or pretend I'm not
| glad and proud OF their acquaintance and
| friendship. The trouble is, they cant in
! the nature OF things keep up their social
/ order without attracting a cloud OF para
sites, snobs. and toades-and that's what
| makes me sick of the whole social game
/ as practlced today"
And you can't understand that / am
/ precisely what you've described-a para
/ site"
You couldn't be II YOU wanted to.
/ Maybe you think you could but you're
| wrong YOU haven't got It In YOU"
/ AGAINST such infatuation candor was
! powerless. She retreated to the last ditch.
But you told me your fathers heart was
! SET on your marrying a society womanl"
We'll. what of that? You don't sup
pose think any Of them have got any
thlng on YOU. do you? Besides. dad isn't
| altogether an old idiot, and If the kind
OF society woman he wants me TO marry
wouldn't look at me, and II my happiness
is at stake Well. even II he did want to
rum my life by hitching me up In double
harness to clothes-horse. | wouldn't let
him!"
But II l want"
There isn't anything YOU want that
cant secure for you. II YOU like this sort
oil thing' YOU shall have It. And don't run
away with the idea that I'm not strong
Tor society myself-the right sort"
Her gesture was hopeless what can
] say to you?'
He suggested quietly, not without hui
NOR: "If you don't mind say yes"
You don't know what you're doing,
making me such an offer suppose I
marry YOU for your money"
You won't do that You can't"
What do YOU mean?"
You've got to love me first. Ana
you re too fine and honest to pretend that
| Tor the sake of my money"
Or sudden his tone changed "On.
forgive me"' he pleaded. II was n fool
to ask. I might have known l did know
you didn't care for me. Only. ! hoped.
and guess man in love can't help
letting his hopes make him foolish. espe-
! cially when he sees the girl in trouble of
some sort. needing what he can give her,
| loNe ana protection-and when it's moon
| light and there's music in the air.
lie checked himself with lifted hand
I and stood for moment half smiling. as
| lhouEn flHue suddenly conscious of the
/ pulsinG rapture of those remote violins.
| That's what's made all the mischief.
! he complained. that, and the way YOU
| look. 1t isn't fair combination to worjs
! on fellow. YOU know. Please don't
| say anything: you've said enough l know
| very well what you mean but I'd rather
not hear 1t in one word of two letters
not tonight. I'm just foolish enough to
prefer to - on hoping .or a while, be-
lieving there was a bare chance | hal
| misunderstood you"
He laughed half-heartedly, said Good
| night with an admirable air of acCeptin.;
his dismissal as matter of course ana
marched off as abruptly as If reminded
! of an overdue appointment.
! No other maneuver could have been
! more shrewdy calculated to advance his
cause; nothing makes SO compelling an
| appeal to feminine sympathies as a re.
! jectcd suitor taking his punishment like
a man; the emotional affinity of pity has
been established ever since the inven-
| tion of love.
Sally sank down mechanically upon "A
| little marble seat near the spot where
| they had stood talking and stared with
! out conscious vision out over the silyered
sea.
Her thoughts wcrc vastly unconcerned