The Pensacola journal., 1917-01-21

sent jim to bed. Howard presented
me with a big box of candy. While
l was playing to him, Martins words
occurred to me, and I said Captain
Howard, l hear you are woman
hater?" He looked surprised. 'Not
that" he replied, II seldom go with
women, because the average society
girl of today doesn't appeal to me.
Ninety-nine out of every hundred are
seeking marriage for wealth and So
cial position, with no thought of true
wifehood and motherhood"
l asked him if l belonged to the
goth OF Tooth class? He took my
hand and looked deep into my eyes
''the 100th," he said.
Just about this time little Jim, who
had spied the candy through a crack
in the door, came running out in his
night drawers and surprised us both
He looked so cute l could not scold
him.
When Howard said goodbye, he
told me he would leave in week for
the Philippines. I'm afraid I showed
/ plainly how sorry was.
/ NV father sought position in New
York, but was turned away at sew
eral places. One day l saw an ad-
| vertisement for floor walker at a
large dry goods store. We were so
dreadfully hard up, 62cided to show
it to him. My father applied for the
position, and the manager taking
pity upon his grey hair, let him have
| it.
Mrs. Barnett invited me to a fare
well party for Howard the night of
| his departure. He and l slipped
away from the crowd and spent the
/ last moments together. No@vevs
passed our lips,yyetSeash understood
1 the hearts unspoken faith. All of
the guests accompanied him to the
train. While they joked and jollied,
he kissed me goodbye.
Six months had passed. 1t was
again winter. One afternoon, Jim
! reminded me of the tin soldiers and
hobby horse I had promised him.
Sadly / realized how little money
had in my purse. went down town,
spending it all to purchase hobby
horse at toy store. Martin joined
me on the street. As we walked
along we met bunch of his friends
and they insisted upon our going to
a cafe. We went. / was i'll at ease
with the women and men. Looking
at the shallow faces around me, my
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begged Martin to take me home. In
the taxi when we reached home, he
attempted to put his arms around
me. I struggled from him and rushed
! to the house. A deathlike stiffness
i pervaded the place. Tipping to the
sitting room, l saw my father lying
still and cold and white. Mother be-
gan weeping and could not speak to
me. Thompson explained how father
had been stricken in the store late
that afternoon, and died shortly
after. / fell down beside the couch
and called in vain for him to speal
to me.
A Year Later.
Much had taken place in our fam.
lily. My mother had married Thomp-
son. His financial status being re-
stored, we once more lived in eas'
and luxury. Jim was no longer '1it.
tle." l too had changed, save in one
respect-my love for Howard
Through the sorrow and trials ant
disappointments of the past year ant
, half, my faith in him had nevel
wavered, though 1 had not had lint
since his departure. Once whel
times had been hard, and the musi
money didn't half pay the bills, hat
resorted to an old, old talent--a poem
! I wrote appeared in Harper's: Maga
zine, and away out in the Philip
I pines, Jack Howard had bought ]
copy of the magazine, and read:
You Kissed Me.
You kissed me dear when you sal
h goodbye ~
The careless, carefree crowds pass
a ed on.
None saw the tear that dimmed m,
eye,
= Or knew 1 wept when you ha
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Today the world laughs, still care
less and free,
Did your kiss mean the same t
you as to me?
Through the long twilight my hear
waits. yet
It Thanking God that I can't forge
Edith Trysdale.
T That night Jack wrote to me, an
J. a lovely woman seated near him i
e the study, wrote too
2 Dear Edith-A year and<a half ha
a passed since we parted. Needless {
tell you much has happened in th
meanwhile. Here I am, in Manili
a regular Filipino, and as much 9
home, as a true native Because II
so well settled, Mrs. Howard and
want you to come, out and make .
visit. Don't say no we simpl
won't hear to it. She is writing 20
instructions, as to route, steame
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