The evening world., 1920-11-19
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tBY EDITH JOHNSOnlt

stream. The limpid water was flow-
ing peacefully and singing the faint
est little song.
As we sat down. took off my hat
and laid 1t on the grass. Hugh be-
gan pulling gently at a loose curt
Then he smOothed back my hair and
drawing me over to him, he kissed me
rather gravely.
'Hughie, dear-why so serious?"
Hugh laughed, then kissed me
gain, this time with more ardor.
Never, it seemed, had | had a hap
pier sensation than that of our being
together in the quiet country on that
beautiful afternoon.
81 just love everything to-day"
said joyously, putting my arms
around Hugh's neck, but drawing
away from him so 1 could smile
straight into his eyes. ~ love this
country, this keen air, this brilliant
sunshine-and more than all love
YOU"
Dear little Alma--I know you love
me, and l have vague idea that
sometimes MY love for you, is rather
a laundering thing"
That was just it-Hugh's love for
me, genuine enough. was blundarlnE
at times. A man like Hugh. who AL
ways has a perfectly definite idea OF
what he wants in the world, does not
marry woman unless he docs love
her' that is, in his way. But his way,
sometimes, is not the sensitive. I'M
aginatiVe way Of an ardent wornan's
love.
In my more thoughtful moments ]
could not be too harsh in NV Judy
I ments. Hugh'S mother was n head
| woman not a hcart-womon. l was
! sure That from Infancy she had taken
I the most scrupulOus care OF his BODY.
! that always she had been actively
| lntelligently interested in his educa .
ton. But those "spIendI6Iy dui,"
! women like Mrs. Barrett, who know
| how to rear sons to be great Successes
| in the world, seldom know how Ia
| bring up their boys to be tenderly
| generous with women.
| Their sons may be wizards Mt bust
ness; they may get themselves writ
ten up in newsCa pers and magazines
as financial Eeniuses or captains OF
| industry, but they seldom are the
kind that keep the romantic attitude
| They are not likely to be very
| thoughttul Of a woman's comfort, OIL
! 10 realize when her heart is hunger
ing for a word Of love.
Love, Hugh, dear is sonothIrp
| That has TO be taken care Of" I said
TT will not bear neglect. I alUa e.
think OF II as a flower, and l have
such a horror Of It's dropping itg
petals, of Its whiting and fading aDd
turning an ugly brown.
"Oh, I'm anxious about live
Hughie, terribly anxious. And Prr
greedy, too. love love and | want
IT, Really, Hugh, / must have if
will have II, Think of how we loved
when we were honeymooninE in Cal.
| ifornta-ah, that was love with tn,
bloom on II! II shone there and I,
sparkled just like this grass vii
\ sparkle when, hanging with dew.
drops, the sun comes up tomorrow
morning over this meadowland. WheI
YOU truly love, Hugh, there is a Clor,
|, over everything--don't you feel II
, Don't you sense it,"
Il "Of course 1 do declared Hugh
stoutly.
Are YOU sure, HuFh7 am 9,
afraid that you ore hedgcd arounr
, with moderations'and discretlons, anC
fixed ideas and furniture and world,
successes and conventionalities''-
, was laughing at him--"but l am Jns
as primOrdial as--that piece OF rock.
Ito Be Continued To- Morrov,.)
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