The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1917-02-16
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WHEN DUTY AND DESIRE
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1 | don't know whether ! told you
or not. little book. that I always
take my mail out 20 tho end OF the
steel pier. where go every morn
ing for at teas, two hours. You
sec. am determined to get all the
good can out OF this outdoor life.
A. read Mary's letter. ! looked
out where tho beautiful Lady Sal.
via was floating at anchor. ! could
not help wishing that Dick loved
the water "a I do.
hate winter hate snow and
ice--l seem to freeze up. wish
could always no To n warmer eli
mate a, tho first approach OF cold
weather. love tropical flowers.
love their heavy scent. love the
palm trees.
Slowly tho description OF Mays
new home began to unroli before
my eysH--a picture OF eternal sun.
shine. eternal fragrance. eternal
warmth.
must have two distinct natures.
little book. ono which IL always
bidding me go and do. and on. that
Is always whispering OF the great
Joy that can come from rest In the
proper surroundings One 81 my
natures IL austsre and strong Its
will f. not 10 be denied. II is al
ways singing the old Sunday school
song. Work for the Night Is Com
ing"
Ny other nature In senAuous.
poeticai one that makes beauty its
pagan god. II IL the spirit OF the
lotus eater and dreamer OF dreams.
Puritan and pagan are continually
fighting. I am torn between a
sense OF duty 10 others and the
thing | vant 10 do myself
You see. little book. here ! am
over 30. ard I really have never
known the real JOY OF living All
my life has been bound M In do
Ing something for some one else or
just existing under great physical
Ills.
Little book. I know n YOU are
ever given to the world many peo-
pie viii say that have no reason
20 be unhappy. that J have had
more than my share Of the things
that make people happy. Happi.
ness IL q state OF mind. little book.
and II doesn't depend on money or
material things.
am growing happier. at least.
since that morning when ! tried to
end Il all seem to have been
| born again. am reveling In my
returning health don't seem to
care as long as the som shines.
All my emotions seem 10 be
asleep. have no inclination for
introspectior or retrospection.
Even to you. little book. simply
tell my thoughts do not ask why
any more--I am Just living from
day to day. was thinking all this
after | had read Mary's letter. and
before opened Donna's. when
Malcolm Stuart sauntered up.
sometimes think he is one OF
the handsomest men ever saw
with his brown eyes, nj which his
smile begins before IL reaches his
mouth. His mouth In his one bad
feature-the lips are much too thin
At times he looks almost crue
when those brilliantly red lip,
come together like a scarlet thread
wonder II he can be cruel.
have seen him when no was some
what arrogant and | have known
him to be a greater creature o
moods than even Chad--and yet Il
me he has only shown one side o
| himself. and thas ig simply wonder
ful. More than any one else hav.
' ever known has he understood IN,
slightest 4, mperamental chance.
He Is almost feminine in hi
quick intuition and yet his brair
Is wholly masculine and works will
mans cool logic. Many womer
must have loved him. | wonder 4
I he has ever loved any one but tina
foolish little wife of the long ago
Malcolm Stuart, YOU are very In
terestlng because you cannot b,
easily solved
. ITO be continued)