The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1916-12-09
marry me. or COURSE, .ne said; Du,l
he might have told me-"

marry me, or COURSE, sne said; but
he might have told me-"
LIE Moyne did his best, that after
noon in the little parlor, to provide
Sidney with a philosophy to carry he1
through her training. He told her that
certain responsibilities were hers, but
that she could not reform the world
Broad charity. tenderness and healing
were her province.
Help them all you cam he finished,
feeling inadequate and hopelessly di.
dactic. Cure them; send them out
with smile; and-leave the rest to
the Almighty"
Sidney was resigned, but not con.
tent. Newly facing the evil of the
world, she was rampant reformer at
once. Only the arrival of Christine
and her tiance saved his philosophy
from complete rout. He had time for
Il question between the ring of the
bell and Katie's deliberate progress
from the kitchen to the front door.
"How about the surgeon, young vii.
son? Do YOU ever see himY His tone
was carefully casual.
almost every day. He stops ut the
door of the ward and speaks to me.
1t makes me quite distinguished, for
probationer. Usually, you know, the
staff never even see the probationers."
"And-the glamour persists?" He
smiled down at her.
II think he is very wonderful" said
Sidney valiantly.
Christine Lorenz, while not large,
seemed to fill the little room. Her
voice, which was frequent and pene-
trating, her smile which was wide and
showed very white teeth that We're
tritle large for beauty, her all-embrac-
ing good nature, dominated the entire
lower floor. X. who had met her be-
fore. retired into silence and a corner.
Young Howe smoked cigarette in
the hall.
"iou poor thing!' said Christine,
and put her cheek against Sidney's.
"Why, you're positively thin. Palmer
gives YOU Il month to tire of it all:
but said
Il take that back" Palmer spoke In
dolcntly from the corridor. There In
the look of willing martyrtlom in her
face"
Howe WAS Il good-looking man, thin.
Slnooth-Slaven. agg,eSSively well
dressed. This Sunday afternoon, in
IL rutawny coat and high hat, with an
English mnlacca stick. he was Just Il
little out of the picture. The Street
said he waS wild and that to get
into the Country club set Christine
WAS losing more than she was gaining.
Christine had stepped out on the bal
c"ny, and WAS speaking to X. just in
side.
ITS rather Il queer way to live, of
course" she said. "I,ut Palmer is a pau
per, practically. We are going to take
our meals at home fora while. You see,
certain things that we want we can't
hay" if W" take Il Eousc-sl car, for in
stance. Wen need one for running
out to the Country club to dinner.
And we're getting the Rosenfeld hoy
to drive ii. He's crazy about machin-
cry, and he'll come for practically moth
Ing"
IL. had never known married
couple to take two rooms and 20 to
the brides mothers for meals in order
to keep Il car. He looked family
lazcd Also, certain sophistrics of his
former world about II cheap chauffeur
being costly in the end rose in his
mind aud were carefully suppressed.
"Youll find Il car great comfort,
I'm sare," he said politely.
Christine considered X. rather dis
tinguislrd. She liked his graying hair
ana steady eyes. and insisted on con-
sdcring his sllnbbiness pose. She
was conscious that she made pretty
picture in the French window, and
preened herself like bright bird.
you'll come out with us now and
then, hope"
"Ihark YOU"
isn't il odd to think that we are
going to be practically one family!"
"Odd. but very pleasant" j
He caught the flash of Christmas
smile, and smiled back. Christine was
glad she had decided to take rooms,
glad that X. lived there. This thing
Of marriage being the end of all things
was absurd. A married woman should
have man friends; they kept her up.
She would take him to the Country
club. The women would be mad to
know him. How clear-cut his profile
was!
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