Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1919-09-01
Hunting A Husband
BY MARY DOUGLAS
CONTRASTING IDEAS

Norma asked me to come to her studi
today. She is usually so busy. But to
day she said, 81 am going to Loaf an,
invite my soull"
AS | ran down the narrow, dirty stair
of my house, | stopped a moment at thu
door. No one was in. I slipped in an(
laid pile of neatly darned socks OF
Emy new friends table He is pathetic
in his hclplessness. 1 have grown usct
to doing little things for him. busting
his room now and then. Darning fol
him. Bringing him tiny jar of Jelly
or a custard | have made myself.
| Why is it that you grow to carc fol
people for whom you do thingss
should miss my sick man. Though ]
think he is better now. Only at night.
hear the steady racking of his tougn
But he is so hopeful. He is back again
at his designing. Advertising work, il
is. He tells me he hates it. Eut .hc
must do it to live.
" After the pot boilers-art, /" lie said
the other night, when he brought bacx
the hair pin had dropped on his floor
1 made my ways to the News 1t was
good to see Norma again. She and /,
though so different i'll our manner of
living, have a really sympathetic under
standing of each other.
But Norma was not alorc. Her beau
tiful rooms seemed spoiled to me. For
Vera Vail was there. She seems 20 me
as artificial as her name. Vera Vail! /
dislike her swinging jade earrings. And
her over red lips.
| sat. silent while she was there. Wait
ing for her to go. But she did not hurry
away.
SO ! wandered upstairs to Norma N
work room. Casts and half draped fig
ures about. The light from above shone
on everything with startling clearness
| stopped before one figure. Ii was a
boy, almost baby. He stood with both
arms outflung. The embodiment Of ioy
and delicious babyhood.
1t was there Norma found me, when
sh, climbed the stairs.
/" You like it?" she asked diffidently.
! told her how much.
Norma can talk at length, and in un-
known terms of art in general. But
when it comes to her own work she is
strangely shy. Perhaps this is one Of
the reasons that care for her. Her
9 What a darling baby, Norma,p II
said. Where did you get him ~
- He is little italian child I .ound
playing about the streets. / have used
him for my model ~
Oh, Norma, wouldn t you, like to
nave him for your, owna To keepF"
Norma looked queer for moment.
Then she said, ~ suppose you mean
marriage and all that?'
had not mcrnt marriage ard ali that. |
But ! saw no reason for not talking to
Norma frankly.
@ Yes, all that
Oh, Sara, ehild,' she said pattino
omc wet putty idly, your ideas are an
iquatedl y
;, In moment 7 was talking in short.
'lery sentences. Telling her that that
neans happiness, That means content |
nent. Something worth living for Nor
ma looked at me moment STRANGELY. |
II you believe all that, Sara, then
What are YOU doing here in the Square?
Here no one believes in marriage, in
lome--in children, That life i, che re-
'udiatioa. of all that"
! walked back across the park. What
m doing, then if | can not find, here,
man that believes in marriage?
Across the park, I see the light from
he room below mine. shining out to me
"a beacon to me in doubt. The sick
IAN
(Tomorrow-Sorrow Enters)