The Hays free press. [volume] (Hays, Kan.) 1908-1924, 1916-08-05

AND II your father had told you"
81 won't listen to such silly talk?'
she declared. angriiy.
$50 you're handin' out your advice,
are you. BibbsT' said Sheridan. What
Is it?"
LET her see him all she wants"
You're "a" Sheridan gave it up.
81 don't know what to call you"
"Let her see him all she wants."
Bibbs repeated, thoughtfuIIy. You're
up against something too strong for
you. If Edith were q weakliRg you'd
have a chance this way, but she isn't
She's got a lot Of your determination.
father, and with what's going on in
side of her she'll beat you. You can't
keep her from seeing him, as long as
she feels about him the way she does
now. You can't make her think less
of him. either. Nobody can. Your
only chance is that she'll do 1t herself.
and if you give her time and go easy
she probably will. Marriage would
do it for her quickest, but that's just
what you don't want, and as you don't
want it. you'd better
81 can't stand any moreI'' Sheridan
burst out. IF it's come to Bibbs ad-
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ter resign. Mamma, where's that mig
ger George? Maybe he's got some plan
how 1 better manage my family.
Bibbs, for Gods sake go and lay down!
Let her see him all she wants. Oh.
Lord! Here's wisdom; here's"
"Bibbs,'' said Mrs. Sheridan. IF you
haven't got anything to do, you might
step over and take SibyTs wraps
home-she left 'em In the hall l don't
think you seem TO quiet your poor IA
Their very much just now"
"All right" And Bibbs bore SibyI's
wraps across the street and delivered
them to Roscoe who met him at the
door. Bibbs said only, Forgot these"
and, Good night. Roscoe" cordially
and cheerfully, and returned to the
new house. His mother and father
were still talking in the library, but
with discretion he passed rapidly on
and upward to his own room, aud there
he proceeded to write in his notebook
There seems to be another curious thing
about love Gibbs Wrote)- Love Is blind
while it lives and only opens its eyes and
becomes very wide awake when 1t dies
| Let it alone until then
You cannot reason with love with
any other passion The wise VIII not wish
| for lOve-nor for ambition These are pas
SiOnS and bring others In their tram
! hatreds and jealousies-an blind. Friend
| ship and a quiet heart for the wise.
What a turbulence is love! It IS dan
gerous for a blind thing to be turbulent;
/ there are precipiceS in life One would not
cross mountain-pass with a thick cloth
/ over his eyes. Lovers do. Friendship
! walks gently and with open eyes
To walk to church with a friend! To
/ sit beside her thereI To rise when she
/ rises, and to touch with ones thumb and
| fingers the other half Of the hymn book
| that she. hOIdsi What lover. with his
| fierce ways. could know this transcendent
| happiness?
| Friendship brings everything that heav-
/ en- could bring. There is no labor that
| cannot become a living rapture IL you
| know that friend Is thinking Of you as
| you labor. So you sing at your work For
/ the work is part OF the thoughts OF your
! friend; so you love It!
Love is demanding and claiming and in
| siStent- Friendship Is all kindness-it
| makes the world glorious with kindness.
| What color you see when you walk with
| a friend! You see that the gray sky IS
| brilliant and shimmering; you see that
/ the smoke has warm browns and is mar
| velously sculptured-the air becomes iri-
| descent You see the gold in brown hair.
Light foods everything.
When you walk to church with friend
| you know that life can give you nothing
| richer. You pray that there will be no
/
| What an adorable thing It Is to dis
| cover a little foible In your friend, & bit
| of vanity that gives you one thing more
| about her to adore! On cold morning
| she will perhaps walk to church with you
| without her furs, and she viii blush and
/ return an evasive answer when you ask
| her why she does not wear them. You
| will say no more. because you understand
She looks beautiful In her furs: you love
| their darkness against her cheek; but you
| comprehend that they conceal the lowell
| ness of her throat and the fine line Of her
| chin. and that she also has comprehend
| ed this, and. wishing to look still more
| bewitching, discards her furs at the risk
| Of taking cold. So you hold your peace.
| and try to look as IL you had not thought
| 1t out.
This theory is satisfactory except that
| it does not account for the absence of the
| muff. All. well. there must always be a
mystery somewhere! Mystery is part OF
| enchantment.
Manual labor Is best Your heart can
sing and your mind can dream while your
hands are working. You could not have a
singing heart and a dreaming mind all
| day IL you had to scheme out dollars, or
| II you had to add columns Of figures.
Those things take your attention. You
cannot be thinking of your friend while
you write letters beginning, Yours Of the
18th inst. received and contents duly
noted" But to work with your hands all
day. thinking and singing, and then. af-
ter nightfaA. to hear the inenable kind
ness or your friends greeting-alEays
therefor youi Who would wake from
such a dream as this2
Dawn and the sea-mUsic IN moonIi;
Observation-Disclosures serenading through
almond groves in bioom-What could bring
such things into the city's turmoil Yet
they are here, and roses blossom in the
SCOT That is what it means not to be
alonei That Is what q friend gives you.
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