South Bend news-times., 1919-05-03
WAY

knowing that Jimmy Burke did not
know, nothing worth doing that Jim
my Burke had not done He was TO
her the epitome of all the wonder of
New York Just as its buildings reach
ing into the clouds thrilled her as did
mountains, only more warmly. person
ally because those sicy-ward soaring hives
teemed with men and women working
and loving-just as lis spanning bridges
with their rumbling of freight and their
views Of the hurry and chug and whis-
tie of the craft on the propellcr-out wa
ter below filled her with choking sense
of the mighty poetry of commerce, so
did she, from Jimmy Burke's deceptive
" guileless face and self-possessed New
York manner, build a romance in which
she played the proud part of the only
love OF gay Prince Charming
Il can't see how it came to happen
that you, who know so many girls,
should care for just little me-"
The adoring humility in her face went
deep down into Jimmy's heart and
touched that sense of decency which all
his experiences had not killed. He was
perched on the arm of her chair and,
with a boyish gesture he bent and hid
his face on her shoulder.
ITS because you are just Little
You" 1t was easier to whisper to her
with his face hidden.
But you know lots of girls, don't
your"
Some bunch, I should sayp
"And you've never cared for any of
them?"
A slight pause, and then he whispered
assurance, the conviction OF everyone i'll
love, NO, not really cared, you know. /
may have thought I did. You're the
only girl | ever wanted to marry"
Cicily put her arms around his neck
and held him tightly. She gave little
sigh "Im glad. | want to feel that |
am the first, the very first girl you ever
kissed the way YOU kiss rne-just as you
10 me are the first man, the very first.
If l didn't think that, It would spoil
everything
The easiest reply for Jimmy to make
was TO raise his head and bestow upon
her one Of those kisses.
And then In compliance with an
eternal demand of Cicilys that in all
the things OF which he had knowledge he
should be the teacher, he took her one
night 10 a little downtown restaurant for
dinner. For Cicily had discovered that
Jimmy knew what she designated as Bo-
hemia, and had insisted that he straight
way make with her pilgrimage there
to.
Cicily's idea OF Bohemia was vague.
and had become wagner since she had
NJ D,,~lrof-
set She had imagined that Bohemia
was state OF being wherein women
smoked and drank and were informal
of manner, but all these things prevailed
among the people with whom she came
in contact daily. AssuredIy, Mrs.
Burke's fashionable friends did not con
stitute Bohemia. Cropping in her mind
for the reason Cicily came 10 the con
Clusion that the real Bohemian was a
person less Occupied with the outward,
visible signs she encountered everywhere
than he is with the inward fundamentals
of independence of thought and action
After the flash of her dazzlement had
Cicily began to comprehend
that these women were free-and-eaSy
because 1t was fashionable 10 be free
Their astonishing costumes
were astonishing because fashion de-
creed that astonishmcnt should reign.
She was very near grasplng the truth
that these women were as conventional
i'm their unconventionallty as her moth
ers friends were in their oldfashioned
circumSpection.
Jimmy Burke had been little hesi-
tant in his acquiescence TO take her for
a glimpse of the real, thing, the reason
Of which was that, in any OF these
haunts. it was highly probable ne might
be confronted with some OF his whilom
intimates.
As he escorted her 10 their place in
the gallery and the grave Italian waiter
set for them the two rescrvlng chairs
which leaned against the table, he fat
tered himself that he had chosen the
rendezvous with discretion. Even al
his early hour, the litsle restaurant was
well filed What few places were left
we're reserved and waiting, and the chat
er OF conversation mingled with the
.latter OF dishes from the kitchen in
ront: the smoke Of tobacco permcatcd
he spicy odOr of Italian cooking While
he little waiter set for them the ante
PASTA of anchoviCs and dressed crcum-
)ers and asked II they would have white
vine or red, Cicily was pulling on her
gloves and looking over the gallery with
,agcr eyes, striving vsinly 10 find the
ype she had come hither to discover.
Then she turned TO Jimmy.
But ] don't see anybody who looks
he least bit Bohemian :" Her voice
sounded a distinct disappointment.
Only the men are smoking and the
women don't even look New Yorkyl
-ook at that one down there with the
ed bow on her hat and the black shirt
waist That's just the kind of thing our
ocal dreSsmaker and milliner at home
PRODUCES. And the two men with her.
The one with the mop Of black and
white hair-it really is just striped. isn't
{, Jimmy y?-looks clever, but the other
me looks exactly like a nice pink pig.
They seem 10 be having a good time,
hough."
Jimmy laughed The woman is lane
Marks. She's Just written a play that's
,oing 10 be put on next month. She's