The Tupelo journal., 1918-02-22
By Anne Collins

~ By Anne Collins s:
Copyright, 1917. by the Mcclure Newspa-
per S~yndicate.)
Jane Dawson kept a boarding house.
Had Jane lived a generation ago her
friends would have been filled with
pity for her because of this. They
would have nodded their heads sadly
together and have said: "What a
pity that a young woman of James
position and family should be reduced
to taking in boarders." But, being an
up-to-date young woman of the twen-
tieth century, Jane preferred to look
upon her venture with deep interest,
put her boarding house on a business
basis, kept her books with accuracy
and was regarded as one of the bust
ness women who had won out in the
neighborhooQ where she lived.
"The Dawson House." as Jane chose
to call her establishment, had a
definite number of resident boarderS
and an indefinite number of meal
ers," as James housekeeper called
them. In the latter class was Doctor
Bradford, who was known to the regu-
lar Dawson House clientele simply as
a promising young doctor who, hav-
ing spent the last two or three years
at the front, had now taken an apart
,ment somewhere in a nearby neighbor-
hood with the intention of building
up a practice.
Doctor Bradford, it was whispered,
was very much attracted to Jane. That
was not so very remarkable for Jane,
in spite Of-Or was it partly because
'of?-her businesslike manner and
trim, severely made blue serge frocks
was a decidedly attractive bit of fem
,ininity. The remarkable thing about
1T was that Jane showed that she was
attracted to the doctor. At least it
had been noticed by the observing
one of Dawson House that the doc
tor not infrequently fingered after
dinner to join in a hand of bridge
with Jane and some favored married
couple. For it was, indeed, conSid-,
cred a favor to be invited to spend
an evening in James hospitable sitting
room where cracking logs on the
hearth and warmsshaded lamps and,
most of all, James indescribable smile
which always was at it's best in her
WI private Sanctum-cast a spell
of cheer that was warmer than the
hospitality of any other part Of the
house.
Sometimes, though, this the observ-
ing ones did not know, Jane and the
doctor spent a leisure hour or so to-
gether in bracing country walks; but
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS surely to Jane
the doctor merely sought James
friendship in her companionship. On
more than one occasion of late, how
ever, his manne verged on something
warmer than friendship, but always
he stopped himself abruptly. How
ever, there is always a last time when
a man is able to stifle his desire to
come to an understanding with the
woma to whom he is attracted, and
this last time came n evening when
Jane and he We're bending over a
game of cribbage in James sitting
room. Impulsively the doctor clapped
his hands over cards and pegs and
board just as Jane was about to peg
out to the finish.
"Jane," he said. "Tve got to tell
you. You know my mind is not on
the game. I'm thinking only of you
and I have been for weeks. Jane, I'd
try and make you love me enough to
be my wife if / thought it could ever
work OUTPUT"
. James hands that had suddenly
turned cold were, with an effort at
compoSure, trying to straighten out
the pack of cards.
"But what?' she said after a mo-
ment's silence, and then, as the doctor
seemed to be unable to make an ex-
PLANTATION she went on with a DELHI
Jane: "Do you mean that there is
some reason why you couldn't ask me
to be your wife?"
J"There is a reason why you might
not wish to accept me-" he said.
Jane looked across the table, her
frank eyes meeting his.
"Is it something that happened when
you were in France?" !
The doctor nodded in the afirma-
tive. II didn't think much about it
till / got to this country. Why, Jane,
even my mother told me I must have
been insane to do it-and it is because
of it that she didn't want me to set
tie down at home. That's why / came
here and took the apartment"