American Falls press. [volume] (American Falls, Idaho) 1907-1937, 1919-05-02

"Nhy don't you keep up your nu'
Mariana he demanded.
~ haven't much 10 keep" she apoio
gized lightly. Il never sang wen inc
cannot play as Ann does l uouDe
my playing or singing "ouiu
pleasure to any one"
"Our talents are not the S"me'
Laughed Ann. You could come nearer
to playing and singing well thah
could to writing a poem.
"Sonrs in a home make more music
thon noems In a magazine observed
| Glenn sourly. you woula De w.
prised how many poems don't get inu'
magazines. moreover. They don't make
much of n sound anywhere save ne
post office" .,o.
Only now Marian wondered whether
he really meant to tease her or 10 seri-
ouslv disnarage her. Ann, with her
usual tact, had changed the supJeet
and the incident passed of.
"Wby don't you dress your haif IKE
Ann's?" asked Glenn several days later
as he sat at dinner alone with ms VINE.
She laughed aside the demand al
the time, but in the privacy OF her
rooms that night she stood before her
tall mirror and faced herself ana hei
problem bravely.
she was only a year or two oluer
than Ann, and she looked ten.
She took the pins from her halr
and shook the loose strands over heI
shoulders. once heavy waves hau
hing below her waist. Glenn had been
proud of it then.
AS she stood before he glass now
she tried, with patient fingers, to WISH
the despised coils into a fashionable
couture.
ut all went" she unused, before
little Mary came. | would nave gwen
the flesh from my bones to have kept
the poor little thing alive. Some sacrl-
fees seem to be in vain. But, OF course
they aren't really"
Her efforts we're finally rewarded
by a rather imposing achievement. But
She shook her head obviously.
She braided her hair into tight Ut
tie pig-taiIs, locked her door, and erred
herself to sleep.
In the meantime, Ann, aside from
the fact that her task was daily be-
coming more distasteful and irksome,
was having a very good time.
Tom DeWitte, one of the older
bachelors, was markedly devoted, and
Marian would have reioiced in this
turn of AIMS affairs had 1t not brought
another and serious turn in her own.
Tom and Glenn had always been
good friends, but after the frequency
; of Toms visits to Ann began to be
noticeable, Glenn's cordiality ceased.
When he came home one evening
and found Tom dining informally at
his table he became d~istantly polite,
almost to the limit of rudeness. Mar
ian saw the change, and panic swayed
her.
i The evening of the dinner Ann and
DeWitte drove TO the theater. Left to
themselves, Glenn and Marian faced
one another in dumb misery.
"Play and sing for me-" raspef
" Glenn. Marian went to the piano ODE
diently, but her hands trembled anC
her voice shook.
, 81 cannot, Glenn-indeed, l cannot,
she pleaded.
:. at is too bad" he sneered, 'th'
others are not here"
=" at is. Indeed, | am sorry" she &C
knowledged, holding her hands tight.
II together lest their trembling betra,
: her agitation.
y "Go-go to your room " thundere,
y her husband,
~ How he hates mellow he hate
me :" she kept repeating to herself u
r. the interminable stairway.
He followed her almost Immediately
II I'VE may as well have an under
II standing at once" he said wearil!
IS You must refuse this man Dewitt
the house, or | cannot answer for IN
treatment of him"
! I'm sorry, Glenn-sorry for 70,
IN It's all my fault. But I cannot tur
him away
he You must" he blazed. "What do
care for your sorrow? Do you thin
>" l will let this man stand in my way
IN. but think of Ann. She has h,
ISL right TO happiness she pleaded.
nd marian, you are no child. Yc
wv have been married six years. You n
an either unsophisticated or devilish
cunning
,st "Glenn, our happiness is in ruiz
he But let us be man enough and won,
nd enough to think of them. If Ann car
all for him, and he cares for Ann"
ed For Ann, for Ann" he laugh
Ter harshly-'do o suppose a man
DeWitte's type would give a secor
er, look or thought to a scrawny, viii
of immature little thing like Ann, in t
presence of a splendid, brilliant, bea
nm. tiful-"
an Marian sprang forward and search
For the angry eyes of him. In their dept
"" she IA the sincerity of a boy. I
passion of a man-hut beneath III,
both she saw the certainty. Her pluI