Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-12-20

Irving to make me from q per-
fectlv good M. d. into a damn poet
with a socialist necktie! Shed nave
a. fit IL she knew how many woTnen
would be- willing to cuddte W
/, Friend Will and comfort him, II ne3oS
give ,en the .chance!s There's still a.
few danes that think the old mar
isn't SO darn u~nattractive! FIN glad
rye ducked all that Woman-game
since I've been married but fFe
switched If sometimes ] don't xeei
tempted to shine up to some girl thasA
has sense enough to tai life 8 II Is;
some frau that doesn't. want to talk
lLongfellow. all the time, but Just hold
my hand and say;rs.You look all in.
honey. Take it easy, and don't try to
talk riitl,
Carrie thinks shes such whale
at analyzing folks. Giving the town
this once-over. Telling us where we
! get of. Why, she'd simply turn up
her toes ands croak II she found put
how much she doesn't know saF@ut
the high old times O wise y could
WASH t. faithful 10 his wife.nNBut i am.
At that, no matter what faults she'X
got there's nobody here, NIB, nor In
Minn'aplus, either, that's as NICE
looking ana square and bright as
/ Carrie. She ought to Of been an ar
list or a writer or one OF those things.
But once she took q shot at living
here, she ought to stick by i; Pretty
49, Lord yes. But cold. She sim
ply doesn't know what passion is. She
simply hasn't got an idea how hlrd
it is for a full-plooded man, to go cl
pretending to be satisfied With just
being endured. It, gets awful tire
some, having to feel like a"criminal
just because I'm normal. She's get
ting so she doesn't even care for my
kissing her. we'll
II guess I can weather it; same as
1 did earning my way through school
and getting started in practice. But
l wonder nov long / can stand being
an outsider in my own homc?"
He sat up at the entrance OF Mrs.
Dave Dyer. She slumped into a Chair
and gasped with the heat. He
chHckled, well, well, Maud, this is
fine. Where's the 'subscription-list?
What cause do 1 get robbed for, this
trip p .gs..
Il haven't any subscription-list
ally" 4s,
Have you given that up? What next?
New Thought or ~Spiritualis11? 2"
mo, 1 have not given 1t up!"
& strikes me it's kind of q knock s6na
the s%is.crhood, your coming to seesal
/ doctor!tt f, r. ~ 80
ssaNo, At isn't. It's just that myl
faith isn't strong enough. yet Sol
here now! And hesides,.you arel
lliHd Of consoling, Will. / mean as al
man, not just asa doctor. You're sol
strong and placid" -"
He sat on the; edge of his .desk.1
coatless, his vest swinging open With
the thick gold line of his watch chainl
across The gap, his hands in. his
trousers pockets his big arms btn4
and easy. AS she purred he cooked
an interested eye. Maud Dyer waa
emotions were moist, and her figure.
was. Observation-Disclosures thigh}
and arms, with thick ankles, and d
body that was bulgy in the wrong
places. But her milky skin was del
%licious, her eyes were alive her chest1
nut hair shone, and there was a tent
der slope from her ears to the shadi
owy place below her jaw. 4
With unusual solicitude he uttered
his stock pharse, well what seema
to be the, matter, Maud?"t ~
I've got such q backache all
time. I'm afraid the organic troG&
BILE that you treated me Tor is comp
ing back" \
anime me-"
I"Nope. t,on.tabelieye it's necessarH
Maud. To BE- honest between oixi
friends. T think your troubles ri
mostly imaginary. l can't really ad
wise you. to have an examination"
She flushed, looked out of the win4
dow. He was conscious that his yoicA,
was not impersonal and even.
She>turned quickly. "Will, you all
l. wa va Sqv Troubles oro i'm a ~;p , I'D =