South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1920-06-13

That's the very last time I shall
depend on you!" announced the
Widow, as the Bachelor tucked her
into his motor car and jumped in be
side her. You promised me, faith
fully, 10 dance with the plain Miss
Parsons"
by Jove!" The Bachelor almost
grazed the curbstOne. Il forgot all
about her"
But you didn't forget to dance
with the pretty one" accused the
Widow. I'm fact. you were thought
full enough to dance with her sew
eral times"
"Only four, pleaded the Bachelor.
tactlessly.
only four" mocded the Widow.
"Oh. / wish l were care-free. light
hearted man." she exclaimed. wind
ing the strand of silver tulle more
tightly about her bronze hair. az
they sped on under the stars.
There are times when l not only
envy men--I positively admire
them"
I'm moments Of aberration?" ask
ed the Bachelor lightly.
'In moments of illumination!
corrected the Widow. when / OBJ
serve how blithely and gaily they
breeze through life, without a care
or a responsibility TO weigh upon
their jubilant spirits. 1t must be
wonderful to possess a genius for
forgetting! No wonder the backs
OF the magazines are filled with ad-
vertisements of courses in memory
tralning-for meni"
mo woman ever needed one"
grumbled the Bachelor. ~ wom-
an never forgets anything-nor let's
a man forget IT,"
But a man can forget every
thing-that he doesn't want to re-
member" retorted the Widow,
blowing the tulIe out of her mouth
and the curls out Of her eyes. ANY
thing from a promise to a kiss OF a
quarrel; anything from a debt to a
woman! He can forget his meals,
his prejudices, his obligations, or
even the fact that he Is married, IL
II happens 10 be convenient. But
he never forgets a golf date or an
attractive engagement. He may for
get his overshoes, but he never for
gets his cigarets; he may forget to
say his prayers, but he never for
gets 10 lock his wine-cellar: he may
forget how he lost hundreds OF dol
lars in a foolish business deal, but
he never forgets the glorious mo-
and sixty cents in poker game.
Poofl Men don't need courses in
memory training. Their memories
are all trained like circus seals, to
lie down. roll over and play dead
dog at a moments noticer"
but a woman's memory" groan-
ed the Bachelor, els like q mos
quito, continually buzzing IN her
ears, and singing her conscience,
and keeping her awake nights"
Yes" sighed theaWidow. rueful-
ly. land just as uncomfortable and
useless as a mosquito! A woman
remembers OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES,
Particularly the unhappy and poig-
nant things. The mere sound of an
old waltz tune will carry her back
through all the agonies OF a dead
and gone Irritation. she can't take
an old frock out OF the closet with
out living over some sentimental
experience. And the fragrance OF a
flower or a perfume will make the
man who is looking into her eyes
fade out OF her vision, and she will
find herself smiling into the eyes OF
of someone else. But a man for
gets the scent of violets, when the
scent OF roses is IN hts nostrils. and
the radiance or blue eyes, when he
is gazing into brown ones"
And the sight OF an old dress
suit reminds him OF nothing but his
tailor's bills" chuckled the Bach
elor. whats the use Of memories,
anyhow? II they are bitter. they
torture you with renorse-and II
they are sweet, they simply torture
you with regret. II n woman could
have her painful memory extracted,
like her teeth or her appendix. how
much happier this life would be
for all OF u.s."
1T suppose we should be happier"
acknowledged the Widow. N wom-
an IS always living in the past or the
future. instead OF living wisely and
happily in the presents n man
does Every day Is another day
for him-and every woman In an