The Detroit times., 1916-06-21
TheEuenin9 Story
Bleeding Heart.
Copyright 1916. by " Werner

49,
Copyright. 1916. 3y ". Werner
Al the third persistent cIang of
the telephone bell Jean Bradish took
down the receiver. Experience fore
warned her that it would be David
Posts voice coming TO her over the
wire.
You're going 70 Mrs Crippen +
bridge, jean That's too long a walk
for you Let me take you IN the
car"
Between receiver and transmtter
Jeans face twisted in a provoked
little Crimaco. ooh. thank you,
David" ne replied, but shall start
early and loiter. SO | shant mind.
There's place or two mean to
drop into
Then I'll be there to bring you
home"
well" Jean laughed family
and hung mp. II seemed useless 10
protest further. As she turned from
the phone she met her mothers
eyes
What would YOU do with a man
like that" She asked despairingly
Mrs. Bradlsh,. slender, calm and as
lovely at Atty as Jean was at twenty
five. passed her tatting shuttle back
and forth in two or three intricate
stitches before she replied Il
should marry him
Mother"
The shuttle became motionloss 1T
seems 10 me. dear. that you are sub
jecting him 10 needless yivisection.
You wouldn't hurt n fly yet you are
tearing David Posts heart into bits
every day. The worst Of II is you
rather enjoy seeing him squirm IN
der your cruelty. I hope there won't
come a time YOU regret it
But. mother. you don't under
stand If he suffers II is his own
fault. don't want 10 keep him.
I've told him so, yet he persists. It's
every day and every day. lin
really in a state OF siege, but when
all's said and done, | shan't marry
him"
Mrs. Bradish did not speak again.
She merely made her shuttle fly,
and after moments waiting for
something more Jean went upstairs
to get ready for the afternoon.
She hated bridge, she did not like
Mrs. Crippen or the women she
should meet about the card tables.
However, one must do something
with ones time II one Is not mar
ried. II came to her that she might
have been married long ago to
David But she was waiting for
some one better than David-no,
not exactly better. for he was good
enough. but different II she could
find a man like that wonderful Eng
lshman who had married Elsie De
vine, The Hon. Percy Maxwell was
redolent OF the odor OF romance.
After all, 1t was the romance she
hungered for Life so far had been
simply an affair OF facts-plain.
solid. sensible facts. II was like
being fed on cold roast beef when
one was dying for ice cream and
chocolates. Not that ice cream and
chocolates would make any kind OF
a steady diet. Jean wanted her ro-
nance, and she expected the man
she loved To furnish her with It. II
was David's misfortune that there
was nothing romantic about him. He
was as impossible OF change as a
problem in geometry. There were
no surprises In him. and after four
years OF his prosaic and persistent
wooing Jean had no mind TO commit
herself 10 long lifetime Of the
same.
There was the usual little crowd
N Mrs. Crippen's, the usual prizes.
the usual gowns And as usual Mrs
T.arkin was late
shes got something new To- wear
and wishes TO make sensation"
said Mrs Parker rather spitefully.
Mrs. ParSer's blue foulard was be.
ginning to look rather dingy and
she knew A.
"Or shes gathering a fresh BIT OF