The Washington herald., 1919-04-28
CONFESSIONS OF A
WAR BRIDE
Tommy Comes to My Rescue
Once More.

Il want my husband. I want my
ihusband!' / kept saying to myself as
waited at the little table In the
drug store for Tommy to come with
his car. Never had felt so deserted,
so unwanted by everybody, SO unnec-
! essary to anybody. l assured nv Door
1 aching heart that il ever 1 gor back
my Bob again. ! would manage to
keep him.
Seeing the world ION my own"
hadn't proved such a very gay adven-
ture. My exciting career hadn't been
| due entirely to fate, ! admitted to
myself. Part of my varied experiences
had ra-aited from my own perverse-
ness.
But I hadn't been more perverse
than the average girl, I said in my
| own defense. Certainly the mad role
1 had been playing would look mighty
attractive to lots of girls l knew.
had heard young wives complain of
the monotony OF baby tending, and
spring sewing. and dishwashing. And
not few of them would imagine thar
| they were seeing life" II they were
to be followed around by an adven-
| turer, like Hamilton Certeis Perhaps
l had thought 80. myself. once upon
time. but at last I realized that II
was more like seeing death.
l had known successful clerks who
wanted to be office women, and fine
business girls who wanted to be movie
stars, and actresses who wanted to
marry rich men and settle down. Lots
| of girls looked on life as a merry-go-
round, and expected a new thrill every
! minute.
As 1 glanced at the pretty girls
1 Cr0unad he tah In In a
store. I longed for some female Billy
Sunday to stand up on a table and
warn the crowd that there's no happi-
ness In the world for any woman who
lives only for herself. Woman isn't
made that way. She must give and
give. That's her nature, and unless
she can love a man ito the level of
every days most quiet need, bv sun
and candlelight." she will never know
! what true love means.
| That quotation from Mrs. Browning
| contains the whole duty OF woma n
to my mind, and the thought that I
hadn't fulfilled II myself almost made
me sob aloud right there In the drug
store
| Fortunately Tommy arrived at the
moment and prevented me from un-
dertaking a Billy Sunday stunt. Tom
my almost lifted me into his car, and
was so glad TO see him that I
/ couldn't speak to tell him So I could
only look at him with tears In my
eyes. and hoped that I was looking
into his real eye and not his artificial
| one.
| oh. Mrs. I-orimeri It's-it's-great
to see you, ma ami" he stammered.
i've felt so-so-responsfble for YOU,
ma'am- But you seem done up, ~ I
may say so. ma'am"
Il am awfully tired. Tommy. And
hungry. l guess I'm in tust about
the same sdate you found me a mon h
ago."
Yes. ma'am. But we'll fix that
all right. Mrs. Lorimer-'
Would you mind not using that
name. Tommy" asked this because
felt that 1t would never do to have
Tommy address me so II went to
work in his store. Call NEWELL
why not call me by my first name
Jane?''
Certainly 1t was the natural thing
TO suggest and vet II had n most
unexpected effect upon my escort
Tommy turned a vivid scarlet, as he
murmured with an effort:
"Ah. no! l couldn't do that.
ma ami"
And then he turned very white and
although couldn't guess why, he
looked very stern and / felt rather
frightened. Just to spare him fur
ther embarrassment, l went back to
our previous question:
How Will you fix me up. Tommy ?
For honestly. / haven't the slight
est idea OF where to stay tonight
CTo Be Continued.)