The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1919-03-15


Palm Beach in the cold and spend
some day. That's not much, but It's
all I've got to work for. Poor Bydie !!
He didn't know he was endowing a
hospital when he married me-"
"What do I care, honey?" Bayard
cried, with perfect chivalry. "The
money is rolling In and I'd rather
spend II on you than on anybody else"
'The moneys rolling out just as
fast as II rolls in," Leila sighed. "The
Lord seems to provide q new expense
for every streak Of luck. And that's
my middle name-Expense."
She had actually learned one lesson.
That was hopeful sign.
Clay sought Daphne in her odious
Ito him) place of business. She asked
him what she could sell him. He said
he would wait till the shop closed.
She raised her eyebrows impudently
and gave him a chair in a corner. He
sat there feeling as out of place as a
strange man in harem.
Eventually the last garrulous Gus.
toner talked herself dumb; the last
sewing woman went. Mrs. Chivvis
pulled down the curtains in the show
window and at the door and bade good
night.
Then Daphne locked the door,
dropped YEARLY into chair, and
sighed, "Well, ClayT
81 want to know why you don't give
up Tom Duane"
She shrugged her excellent shoul-
ders again. but she did not smile.
She spoke instead: 81 don't ask you
to give up your stenographer."
"Oh, It's like that, Ell? Well, then.
why won't you let me lend you money
instead Of Tom DuaneT
Her answer astounded him with It's
feminine logic: II can borrow Of Mr..
Duane because I don't love him and
never did and he knows 1t. can't
borrow Of you because"
he leaped at the Implication: BE.
cause you love met"
Because I used to-"
"Don't you any moref" he groaned.
How can I teil2 It's been months
and months since I saw the Clay
Wimburn that came out to Cleveland
and lured me on to New York. The
only Clay Wlmburn I've seen for
some time has been a horribly pros
porous. domineering snob who is too
proud to be seen with working
woman. He wants to marry lady.
/ never was one and don't want to
be one. I'm business woman and
I love It."
"And you wouldn't give up your
shop for mel"
Certainly not"
He looked at her with bafiied emo
lions. She was so delectable and so
obstinate, SO right-hearted and so
wrOng-headed. 1t was intoleable that
she should keep shop. He spoke
after long delay:
"May come and see you once in
WHILE"
IF you want to-"
"Where you living now?"
"Still at the Chivvises'."
"You ought to take better care of
yourself than that Surely you can
afford better home"
II suppose so, but It would be
lonely anywhere else. II has been
safe there-since you quit calling on
me. 1t doesn't cost me much"
but you're making so much
money"
"Not so very much--yet, but it's
all my own and / made every cent of
1t, and-gollyl how l love to watch
1t grow"
"You miser."
"Maybe. j guess that's the only
way to save mOney-to make pas
sion out of It and get kind of vO.
luptuous feeling from 1t. But / really
think that it's the fun of making 1t
that interests me most. 1t certainly
keeps me out of mischief and out of
loneliness. Oh, there's no freedom
like having job and a little reserve
in the bank. It's the only life, Clay"
"And you wouldn't give up your
freedom, as you call 1t, even for a
man you loved? Couldn't you love a
man enough to do that?"
~ could love man too much to
do that. For where's the love in a
wOman's sitting around the house al
day and waiting for a man TO come
home and listen TO the gossip of her
empty brain9 That isTt loving, that's
loafing."
Clay was not at all persuaded.
"But there's no comfort or home lIfs
In marrying business woman"
'How do you know? You know
plenty of unsuccessful wives who are
not business women"
II want housekeeper, not a shop.
Keeper"
$50 get one, then, say. If wom-
an can't earn enough outside to hire a
housekeeper let her do her own house
work. But IL she can earn enough to