The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-10-11

IT not beauties, mething very win ming i've must not allow the men time to get sore over this matter of the league. We must make them feel immediately that they are needed and wanted intensely in the movement. They must be asked to take their place, shoulder to shoulder, with us in this fight for better conditions for the world and mankind in general. True to our theory, we must offer them our comradely affection and openly and honestly express our need of them in our lives and in our activities.
 q asked young MT. Hayes to take me fishing with him tomorrow in order to have whole quiet day with him alone, so that we could get closely in touch with each other. I have had very little opportunity to talk with him, but I have felt his sympathy in several interesting glances we have ex- changed with each other. am look ing forward to the establishment of a perfect friendship with him."
 told myself that I was mistaken in thinking that the expression in lanes eyes was softened to the verge of dreaminess and my inmost soul shout ed at the idea of Jane and Polk and their day alone in the woods.
 Since that night that Polk humiliated me as completely as man can humil- fate woman he has looked at me like , a whipped child, and I haven't looked at him at all. I have used Jane as a widespread fan behind which to hide from him. How was I to know what was going on on the other side of the fan?
 It is a relief to realize that in the world there are at least few women like Jane, that don't have to be pro tected from Polk and his kind. Jane Is one of the hunted that has turned and has come back to meet the pur- suer with outstretched and disarming hand. AThis, I suspect, is to be about her first real tussle. Skoal to the vic tor!
 q advised your Aunt Augusta to ask you to talk again to your Uncle Peter, and Nell is to seek an interview with MT. Hardin at her earliest opportunity, though think the only result will be instruction and up1ift for Nell, as more .illumined thing I never had said to me on the subject of the relation of men and women than the one he ut tered to me last night as he said good by to me out on the porch in that glorious moonlight that seems brighter here in Glendale than have ever seen 1t out in the world anywhere else.''
 What did he say?'' ! asked perfectly naturally, though a double b1aded pain was twisted areundsfn my solar plexus as the vision of Jane's last night in- terview in the moonlight with the Graz and Nell's soon to be one hik me broadside at the same time. haven't had one by myself with him for a week.
 'ssWhy, of course, women are the 1 breath that men draw into their lungs of life to supply eternal combustion, 1 was what he said when I asked him l point blank what he thought of the league. Only let us breathe slowly | as we ascend to still greater elevations l with their consequent raref1ed air, 1 he added, with the most heavenly l thoughtfuIness in his fine face. Did it 1 ever occur to you, Evelina, that your l Cousin James is really a radiantly | beautiful man? How could you be so ] mistaken, as to both him and his per- eonaI appearance, as to apply such a name as5Crag to him2''
 Glendale is going to Jane's head!
 And have been thinking since you 1 told me of the situation in which he and Mrs. CarTuthers have been placed l by this financial catastrophe how won derful it will be if love really does come to them when her grief is healed by time He will rear her interesting children into women that will be in- valuable to the commonwealth,'' Jane continued as she tied a blue bow on the end of her long black plait.
 'sDo you think that there-there are any signs of-of such thing yetW asked with pitifuI weakness as I wilt ed down into my pillow.
 ssJust a bit in his manner to her, though may be influenced in my l judgment by the evident suitability of such a solution of the situation,' ske answered as she settled herself back I aoaiTast ona of fha hosts of my high