The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-10-03
Knowing, That is Essentially a Knowing Process, Knows, That
 It May Know Nothing at AlP'
Fly DOLLY DALRYMPLE
6NHERES a quotation from be

6N HERE'S a quotation from a book called "The Valley Road" by
 < Mary Halleck Foote, which reads something like this:
 There Is nothing in this world which can be hidden altogether. nor is any thing ever quite understood" Does 1t strike you that the statement has a ring of truth to it?
 Was anything indeed ever quite really quite hidden?
 What habit, to be sure, an old TO- nance or an ancient scandal has of "bob- bing up serenely, y,"-how an heroic action is called back to stimulate youth to no- ble effort-or mistake quoted as dan ger signal to others?
 We walk in world of open-eyed, ob- serving people, who see through conceal ing endeavor, as the X-ray penetrates through the flesh revealing the bone structure of truth. From the cradle to the grave, like links in chain, there are always people who know us, or, worse still know about us, and yet again those who knew our parents, our grandparents and their parents before them. They lnttJ liOI DO CcpSS1oLiJ SOhSCllCo dDOot dSJ for good or i'll, but in way their opinion respecting us counts for something in our own lives or the lives of those whom we call relations.
 It is the same way with our emotions. It is useless to try to disguise them, be- cause they simply won't be masked. We carry our moods and mental attitudes, our proclivilities for or against certain things and people. about with us in a some satirist has said were given us to conceal our thoughts, but they cannot suppress the unspoken outward manifes- tations of our moods.
 Joy sends the blood bounding through our veins. flushes the cheeks, brightens the eyes and lends buoyancy to the step. When the heart is joyous the whole body moves happily. When things go wrong, the entire physical and mental tempera- ture is lowered; the very circulation of the blood is slow and heavy, and no words are necessary to tell him who runs that here Is depression.
 And, to requote the author of "The Valley Road once more:
 Nothing is ever quite understood"
 Sometimes, in fact, most of our lives, we seem to be entangled in a web of great misunderstanding, or little ones; in affairs of the heart only, but in all sorts of other things.
 People who are in love have an unex- celled genius for wrapping up their real emotions in mystifying uncertainty so that their actions are so absolutely mex plicable that neither they themselves nor anybody else knows exactly what they do mean, or feel or hope, or intend to do One reason perhaps that engaged people are always so glad when the "an- nouncement'' of their wedding is made public is that they have come to a defin- ite conclusion concerning difficult prob- lem; come out, as 1t were, upon the strong platform of normal understand ing; certainly their families are usually as happy as they are, and sigh with re- lief over the matter which Is settled at last.
 Haven't you heard the family of girl who was "engaged" say: Mercy! We thought she hated him until she an- nounced her engagement" And on the his cousins and his aunts: "Why, we didn't know John had any serious inten- tions toward her until now!''
 And so we swing along through life from misunderstanding to misunderstand-