The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1916-09-17
MT yHr do 90 many people write
"AA/ to Beatrice7" asked Gran
Nv ny. inuuiringly.


our dearest and nearest friends. And as
he generally did when either Granny or
wanted to know anything. DR.. KELLOGG
proceeded to explain.
Dear Mrs. Fairfax. what the people
who write to Beatrice want Is intelligent
sympathy instead OF the 'Aw. forget it,
they are all too likely to get at home.
They want the jmpersonal opinion OF
some one outside their sltuation--some
one who will Judge without prejudice
and advise unmoved by any preference
for Mamie over John or John over Ma
mie."
But how can she help women whose
husbands are weary OF them, or girls
whose lovers have tired?" asked Granny.
with q pathetic little shake OF the head.
"It seems to me almost self-evident,"
answered. that an outsiders judgment
in q love affair. where one Is weary and
one IL not. is just what Is needed. 1t
keeps an emotionally unhappy creature
from antagonizing a bored one. II stops
the rash actions Of hurt pride. 1t tries
TO cope calmly with situations instead
OF mlsmanaglng them through emo
tional stress"
And the next morning, when the
very FIRST letter l opened was from
q girl who cried to me from the
edy. / remembered our conversation
land wondered IL any Of US had quite
explained the letters TO Beatrice"
Jimmy Reads the Note.
This Is the letter.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
II must have q name for my baby.
viii you help me? His father, a we'll
known lawyer. is to be married in a
very soyw few days to girl who doesn't
MADGE MINTURN." ,
"Ravine Road, Blue Cove, n. Y"
Just then In came Jimmy Barton.
He peered over my shoulder, and as
he read the frst sentence he laughed
at the idea OF q woman's writing a
request that 1 name her baby,
SHE'S on par with the folks who
want to know whether she ought to
take his arm or he ought to take hers.
means love you or hate YOU"
laughed Jimmie.
But as he read the next line OF the
letter he became very serious.
why. It's the very thing we were
talking about last night, isn't it?
Say. ] wonder II this story in
the news columns fts II. Here II Is.
lawyer marries society bud-usuai
stuff. Do you suppose he could be the
mani" asked Jimmie.
That seems to be stretching the
long arm of circumstances pretty far"
well. / have a bunch, and It won't
do any harm to find out" remarked
Mr.. Barton, and sailed forth on his
voyage OF discovery.
Ny faith in Jimmie had grown
through long series OF episodes
where his lunches" had enabled him
to act with frequency as the God
out OF the Machine" but nevertheless
Blue Cove, and early that afternoon
1 embarked on my part OF very
strange adventure.
Blue Cove is tumbled-down little
village tucked away in the upper part
OF Westchester county. At a station
there were two little carriages of a by
gone age ! entered one and requested
the stupid-looking countryman who
drove 1t to take me TO Miss Minturn's
cottage.
He didn't look particularly as II he
knew where Miss Minturn's cottage
was, but at least he offered me a means
OF locomotion and a chance OF meeting
some one OF a higher order Of intelli-
sence than his own.
A Sad Faced Girl.
Presently We came upon pretty, sad.
faced girl carrying an adorable blue
eyed baby In her arms. I called to her
and asked II she could tell me where
Msdge Minturn lived: and, just az had
expected. she turned out to be the girl
] was seeking.
A moment later had introduced my
self and felt repaid for the trip when
beheld the sudden glow of hope which
colored the girls bitterly unhappy face.
She ushered me into a small sitting
room which occupied most OF the lower
floor OF plain. neat little cottage.
ventured complimentary remark
about her home. and even a. / did Il
the girl caught my hand. TITS not a
home-its a prison." she sobbed. 1T 8
where my baby's father hid me away
when he got tired OF me and decided not
TO marry me. -" II does we'll enough
for me.
Nov, Richard doesn't care for me any
more. this Is as good a place as any
to-be buried alive. But there's my
baby-baby. He's got some rights-a
right to a place in the world and to
live and have q name like other boys.
And Richard Conley will have to give
him that name
Richard Conleyl The man who is
going to marry Margaret Payne the day
after tomorrow
''Madge looked up; and agony and
hatred distorted her pretty face.
Yes" she sobbed.
81 think you had better tell me your
This is the story Madge Minturn told
"Well. Miss Fairfax. guess it's
an old enough story-one you have
heard good many times before,
was sixteen when ! came to work In
his fathers office. / was lonesome, and
! wanted friends and happiness, and a
good time like other girls.
For two years I just worked and ate
and slept and got up and dressed and
went through the some old rounds
again. Then Richard came home from
college and down TO the office. and
met him and he said he loved
me-and that's aM Here | am. I wal
Just lonesome. ! couldn't stand II.
- wanted to believe him when hi
~ he loved me and was going &c
marry me; ] wanted to believe hipl--ant
so / did. couldn't stand the loneli
ness any more, But God knows 1t wal
better than this
'T am sorry" said !. "Sorrier thas
can tell you, Madge. Society is to bam,
but society isn't going to pay, an
afraid"
MOL am. But somehow, Miss Fair
fax. feel as u I'd found friend, ant
as II I wasn't bit afraid OF paying an.
more. only baby mustn't have TO pa!
for me. You'll help me, won't you. Ny