The Washington times., 1918-08-03
By Ann Lisle.
eO0pyright, ISIS, King Feature Syndicate,
Incl

IN M husband likes three pieces
|" of sugar in his coffee,
\ very rare roast beef, and
long hikes before break
fast.
Oh, that isn't what I want to
write at all! I'm not even think
ing aboat it except with the very
Outermost little gray cell Of my
brain But every tiny piece Of
knowledge get about my wonder
full boy seems important because 1t
brings me closer to him.
We have started out with moth
Ing to help US on our voyage across
unknown seas except love-wonder-
full, glowing love. And must keep
II glowing. Somehow I feel that
when loves beacon light goes out
II is because the woman has failed
70 keep it burning. I won't fall
God helping me-Jim! shall still
have our joy OF each other even
when we're old and all the pulsing
sweetness OF today is only {
memory.
wonder II all honeymoon times
are as fragrant and as lovely as
mine is. I think I know be-
longed TO Jim the very day 1 saw
him FIRST. but never dreamed how
completely I was his-his to make
happy or sad, his to make thrill
and tremble-until today-today,
when the first tiny fear is creeping
into my heart
It is a very tiny fear and 1t isn't
outside anywhere in the world
just in my foolish brain. 1 won't
let Il grow there. Happiness like
ours can last-it need not, 1t shall
not spend itself and end as the
eynics say.
Tender and COnsiderate.
Ny boy is tender and considerate-
everything ever dreamed a man
could be. Gentle and strong at
once-the sort of husband who says
May I?' to his wife, while she
says to her own soul "He will"
Anne Harrison is only half an hour
from New York. but she is half
world away from Barbara Lee and
against a honeymoon trip to Niagara
Falls or Washington, so Jim hired
little car and we motored down to the
quaint old-fashioned inn on Long
Island
We take our little fairy wagon"
and hunt out grass-paved byways be-
tween the hedges Of green and white,
or narrow, little lanes along gentle
Aar III
beckons~us to come and to find out
the secret OF its quiet happiness And
sometimes my chauffeur drives for
awhile with/one hand and holds me
close and kisses me. l never say.
Home. James," when he does this,
for home Is where my James is.
Four days of dreams come true
I've had these and nothing can ever
take them away from me. A quaint,
little chamber with white woodwork
and narrow, duh mahogany four
poster beds; and little chintz covers
sprinkled with blue birds and chat
hnches in an old-fashioned garden:
and candles to light US to sleep when
the electricity goes of at L. 1t has
been perfect-four days right out Of
the blue OF heaven! Jim's arms about
me-Jin holding me close-the world
I
this way? Are men restless? DO
they tire of what is too surely theirs?
Tonight Jila insisted that any prop
erIy iDdulgent bridegroom ought to
give his little sweetheart-dear one
glimpses of giddy society, and so he
would take me TO the wonderful I'D
stairs dining rom l wish we hadn't
gone-I wish, almost we had never
even come to this lovely little manor
house. / was so happy this after
Doon-I wonder IL was too happy?
We had a little corner table and
my boy ordered such a just-right
dinner. Canteloupe and chicken en-
casserole, with fresh garden vege-
tables and hearts OF lettuce with
Russian dressing. and strawberry
shortcake- I was happy right
straight through the chicken and
peas, and carrots and beans-happy
right up to the lettuce hearts.
Suddenly two women came to a
nearby table-one was a shadoyy
little creature I could hardly pick
out from her background. The
other was a tall, stately woman in
a loose coat OF jade green. She
flung it back across her chair, and
her dress was OF silvery satin, but
the little hat set on her shining
black hair was jade green. She was
the most stunning, self-possessed
woman I have ever seen.
In a restaurant where she was the
only woman without a masculine
escort she received more respectful
attention from walters and captains
than some OF the women whose es-
eorts looked like the solid struc-