The Lamar register., 1920-01-21
What a Man D.!
BY WILL T. AMEs
la. lsls. ey Meclur. N.~.p.per syndie..sl
BY WILL T. AMES

This is \ story out of life-out OF
the life that is lived; that has its
tragedy as well us its sunshine; that
comes TO the happy ending or TO the
SOrrowful one as the case may be.
and not as the narrator wills. II II
* not Just the kind Of story you
would wish II to be search through
ancestries. analyze prenatal influences
and place the blame where IL belongs.
DO not blame me
June Phillips ~ as the daughter of
her mother. and she Of her mother;
and the mothers mother the daughter
OF stlll another ike mother. And
down that line OF motherhood had run
streak OF lightsomeness. and no
strain OF eager willingness.
Easy. smiling, gay WAS June, beau
llful with the beauty of great tawny
eyes, dark lashes and hair with the
CLINT of mellow sunlight in IL. She
was soft and warm and ponting. En-
dowed at once with the lavish lure
Of womanhood and with the pink and
creamy freshness OF her scant seven
teen years. she drove John Halliday
half mad.
John was twenty-thre- and might
have been ten years more than that,
ny the settled. strong way Of him. In
stead Of school he had chosen to take
his education from AN architect. af-
ter sixteen. Already he was I'm
ished draughtsuan and on his way
to place Ia his profession, under
Holly. hi- watchful employer.
To June nuttering breathlesSly on
the margin of never ending millen-
MUM of grown-up good times" the
attentions Of the responsible. we'll
grooned young architect combined
the virtues Of continual social tri-
urnph with limiiless opportunity: for
John delighted To take the girl about.
wear Of this aud then. because John
was insistent and the girl WAS the
daughter Of that particular race OF
mothers and possessed keen instinct
for the easy road TO ensy circum-
stances. they were married.
Two years later John Halliday,
knew, in the lottery that is marriage.
what sort of prize he had drawn.
What depth OF stormy petulence hid
beneath the wlnsome pouting. he
could have told: but did not.
What greed for admiration. what
impish thirst to dabbie in the shall
lows along the shores Of the sea Of
passion. what eternal restlessness and
hunger for excitement lay behind the
tawny eyes had been revealed to him
in long months Of disillusionment.
n,,t h.
he was strong, Snd he bore with many
things.
Then. coming home after q two
weeks business trip he found her
gone. She had left. the maid said.
the day after his departure. only in
structlng the girl to remain and keep
the house going till Mr.. Hslliday'-
return.
John maintained the home until his
lease expired. then sold the effects to
new tenant and went to live at
hotel. There were no babies. "Gnd
| thank you" said John. for that
When John Halliday was thirty
three his professional opportunity
came. II took him to q great city and
To "a profitable partnership. Still
young. enjoying reputation and -s-
iabii~hcd position. his earnings well
In excess Of his needs, life held mucl,
n promise for him.
Then It was that. walking home f."
exercise through q sparkling avenu
IA the orange sunshine Of q late O,'-
fober afternoon. he met h-r-squurely
face 10 fnce.
\ single glance was sufficient Ia
verify :he conclusion John Halliday
long ago had arrived at concerning
his wife. Everything about her-in
the character Of her clothes Ia the
manner of her coiffure. in ihe degr,.
in which she had insulted with pig
ment The God-given splendor Of her
eyes and skin. In her carriage. Ia the.
way she held her hesd-was the mark
of the woman who has traded Herself
for the thing she cslls life: and
who Is satisfied with the transaction
and Inns no regrets.
She was quite unabashed. Hello.
John" she remarked. easily and with
her ever ready smile. Have you come
TO life enough to visit the city, You're
looking so prosperous
$50. II | may say so" replied John.
'are you"
"Oh. I'm having a perfectly lovely