South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1921-12-12
WINIFRED BLACK
Mary Cary's run away.
Poor Mary Cary


Poor Mary Cary.
Mrs. John W. Cary IS furious
she's Mortified and she Is amazed.
Her daughter-her Mary-idol-
lied. petted. spoiled. dressed like
doll. sent TO the finest finishing
schools in the country. brought into
society with a grand debutante party
where there were more flowers and
more young men and more old men
and more chaperons and louder mu-
sic and more jazz than at any other
debutante party for a generation.
And Mary had a chance to meet
all the best men, young Reggie So
and-So, for instance, the heir 20
millions.
Reggie's a good deal Of a fool.
20 be sure, but think Of his money!
And there were a few days when he
fairly hung around Mary Cary night
and day.
Then there was Archie - Archie
hasn't much money, but think of his
mothers social positioni And there
was Freddie-Freddie's "A pretty gay
boy-drinks a bit, don't you know.
Hell settle down by and by-per-
haps
And, best Of all, there was young
Mr.. Oldham, the divorced fascina-
tor. Rich, belongs TO the best clubs,
clever, too, when he wants 10 be,
and the rage, my dear. the regular
rage and nothing lessi
OF course he's had two wives, one
OF them committed suicide and the
other is living somewhere in the
Middle West with her parents. She
has the children. so there wouldn't
be any bother about them.
But do you suppose Mary Cary
would even look at young Mr.. Old
man? No. not If you ragged her
morn. noon and night And when
he insisted on giving the box party
for her, with the supper afterwards
at his bachelor apartments, she pre-
tended she had a headache and said
she didn't want to go.
Away Mary Flew!
She went, of course. Mrs. John
W. Cary insisted on that-but she
just sat and moped all evening, and
when Mr.. Oldman's friends, one or
two OF them. took a little too much
champagne-oh, ne has cellar, my
dear, with everything Of the very
best and plenty Of itl-Mary Cary
didn't try TO hide her feelings at all.
but looked openly shocked
And she insisted on go ag home
early-it wasn't a minute after one
o'clock when the Carys had 70 leave
and now she's run away.
With a poor young man. whom
she met that time she visited her
roommate from boarding school.
Not a dollar, my dear-not a sin
gle dollar. except. of course. a RI
diculous little home he's built on the
river bank OF some absurd river or
other.
And they never see any one or
give parties or know a soul. and
Mary Cary pretends TO be perfectly
happy.
OF course. she isn't-she can't be
even II she doesn't care for Jazz
and supper parties, and actors and
things.
Give her year and she'll be bored
TO death and come creeping back
home-and then Mrs. Cary will have
all the introducing and fussing and
worrying TO do over again.
No wonder she's furious.
John w Cary? Oh. he's hopeless
he's just come back from a visit
TO Mary and what do you think he
says?
He says he envies her. and as for
her husband - he wonders if he
knows how lucky he IS.
A little house with a pergola and
hollyhocks and roses, and vines and
a matched roof and Iilacs at each
end of the pergola, white at one end
and purple at the other. And her
husband coming home at night. tired
and happy-and then dinner in the
pleasant living room right by the
fireplace.
Sometimes when it's stormy and
the wind is blowing in the trees
Mary Cary and her brand new hus-
band have dinner right by the wide
window where they can look out and
see the storm.
Exactly Like Father.
John w. says Mary Cary has more
sense than any one else in the Cary
| family, and some day he's going out
and build house right next to hers
and her husbands and live there in
peace and comfort and quiet.
No wonder Mary Cary is queer.
She's exactly like her father.
Mrs. John w. Cary says so-and
she ought to know.
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