Every evening, Wilmington daily commercial., 1920-01-10
MOONLIGHT AND MONEY.
BY Marion Rubincam.
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"When do YOU sail2' Murray But
Ter called acrosa 10 Louise one alter
noon in the studio
"a week from today, September
16,' Louise answered looking up from
her work
Already TO go?" he asked idly
aYes. suppose Why Louise
glanced up from = figure OF TED hid
ing Hood she was trying to sketch ana
looked over the big room at her teacher
He was sitting with crossed knees on top
of an old kitchen stool; his immaculate
clothes we're covered by much-daubed
painting apron or smock, and Innumefabie
cigarette stubs strewed the floor around
HIM BY the number OF stubs, boulse
learned to gauge the amount OF WORK ne
had spent on q painting that DAY i1S
housekeepcr, coming In TO stralghten up
or TO serve lunch or announce Visitats
never dared to clear his corner untii
the work on his easel was finished
And visitors were frequent at the
studio. Butler loved Interruptions, loved
to drop his work and sit about and smoke
and talk After greeting them, Iouise
went back 10 her corner and her WORK,
and took ~ little part IN the converse
ton as possible To the dozens who drop
ped on him at all hours she WAS merely
the daughter Of an old friend and pupn
of the artist
why" Louise repeated
IL Thought women usually fusscd around
and shopped for months before they
travelled You'll be- gone year, won
YOU
"Oh. I've clothes Louise sad M
differently Par; of the time IN gong
10 live IN camps and ride horseback or
muleback ON mountain trails with Father,
So IN wear OUT some old RIDING hatits
Sorry my work keeps me here. But
Ter said 1t = a bully life for whfse and
Id Ike to accept your Father nlyltafien
to 90 We used 10 pal about . lnt YOU
know long ago before you were born
before he even married
You never came - the hous'
never knew Father had sueh ME
friend, l4oui-e -aid with one q ir
rceistablc. shy smile
No yom Mother didn't Ike me
Butter SAID briefly and. 10 chat (
subject will yon bc glad ~ e.
Tim oh YES indeed lou
swcrcd. very husiiy making Re- III
ing Hoods cloak As ycrmllnn as TT sib
Butler wheeled around a the sound II
her voice
Meaning you wont, he sad. Iattle
| girl. Il IS hc best thing IN the world tor
| vou th,e trip. aud Il year away from aflS-
thing and ANYBODY YOU ever knew Aou L
| find Yourself, You'll come lack Knowing
| r,s, what you want 70 da. you'll have
n sane. clear wcll-halanefd po'nt of
view on life
u know IouIse SAID rncelly Rui hcf
/ brush STAYED Idle and she herself stared
| unsecinglv At tho red blur thai was The
| painted hgurr cape
/ Did hc think she didn't know what
| she wanted 10 do2 She did not have 10 nm
away thousands Of miles 70 ind that ont
She wanted Harry, Of course Bnt she did
not want to be the little housewife. smlline
| farewell from the doorway, planning 4
surprise dessert for the dlnncr, and dress
ing in her pretticst a. he ready for his
kiss az prcctlrg III night She did not want
the nuff and froth Of wifehood, as she hae
once thought she did She wanted 10 work
with him. 10 understand him when u
talked tcchncaIlties of house building
more than that, to help him plan hE
work. TO help him meet and make friend.
Of people who would help hun IN ht
career. OF course. they would have :
pretty home too, and delightful. peace
ful homelike life. away from Their work
Then she thought OF Mrs. Shafts
bury and al the feminine inconsistanc,
which she had not yet learned to conqne
came up again OF course she Wante'
peonIc 10 help him in his carcer-bu sh
dbl I want them to be blond and fashion
le and dangerously young and pretty
You look delighted at the prospect 0
going awav," Butler interrupted he
| tbnjghts i never saw such Woe-hegon
face ON anyone in nv life Shall | giv
Won fine farewell party. chlld2 Nou
father and yen, and III ask some good
locking young men 10 dance with You
= don't want to meet any good-look
ing Young men Louise saId hlt GROSSLY
I'D rather dance with You anyway
You hatter me. Young lady ButIe
laughed But his eyes shone With ple;isur
, 1T Tier answer
NJ ndav- Louise Changes Her MIN
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