The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1920-08-10

Friday, Aug. 5.-Our last evening
before sailing for shores unknown
and what an evening! Had to finish
that last packing. which was not as
simple as 1t sounds; then there was a
big dinner, at which everyone pre-
sided. Mother Jack came over in
high feather to see her future daugh-
ter, and present her with the most
lovely oriental handbag that fairly
knocks your eye aut, the colors are
SO gorgeous. I was deeply touched by
the thought, and Rugged her hard.
Father was such a genial host, and
SO full of fowery speeches about us
all. and so proud Of his little Lindsey,
and what she had accomplished. He
made me blush with embarrassment
several times. The only one who was
not hilarious at the family board was
my poor dear cousin Cecil. He has
not been about much during the last
week or so, and looked so gone and
sad. My heart fairly ached for him.
He did try his best to be jolly with
the rest Of us, and yet under 1t all
knew what was happening. Aunt &C.
ella and her Jeffry were happy, and
aunty confided to me that Jerry was
going to join US later in Paris, and
that they might be married there and
then take their honeymoon In south
ern France! Now. isn't that just too
perfect? And isn't he devoted?
We sat and fraternized for a long
time after dinner, and then dad re-
tired to his study, telling me to be
sure and pay him a visit there be-
fore I went to bed-that is, If l had
the time. Mother had to do a fade
away, for she, too, had some last
packing to do, and Mother Jack went
home early. She is discerning wo'
man, I'll say.
Then Jack and had the last hour
together. There is not much to say
about 1t all, save that we were both
rather shaky and wet-eyed when we
thought Of the morrow. He leaves
for California in the afternoon, and
we leave at ~ noon.
Sometime before midnight he took
me in his arms and held me very
close. and buried his face in my hair
for very long, long time. 1t was
then that the old mad impulse to
throw open my arms wide to him, and
tell him to fly with me there and then
came over me, as it had on another
occasion, for Europe seemed very fa1
away and his arms very sweet and
engulfing and necessary. Jack, my
own Jack" 1 whispered Then
something stopped me from going any
forther.
ooh, my darling girl. you feel as
badly about going from me as l do
1 know that now, but tell me just
once-tell me, Lindsey, my own
and I did.
1t was a glorious evening that we
had together, and we forgot every
thing In the whole world but each
other. When he left me l fairly stag
gered up to my own room, and there
I remembered that had promised to
slip in and see my daddy before retir
ing; and dad is the kind that waits
no matter how long. So went down
stairs again and tip-toed into his study
He was sitting there in a brown study
and his whole face lit up when I put
my hands over his dear eyes and said
Guess who" He pulled me down tc
his knee and made me become his
little girl again, while he stroked my
hair and held me close to him. After
all there Is no one could ever love me
as much as he does, in such a pure
way. I know. It's funny and beautiful
and beyond all understanding, this
love between a father and daughter