The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-08-11
When A GirL
 MUrries
By ANN LESLIE.
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 "Oh. how wonderful of your hus- band to remember the thing Uncle enjoys most in the world!" cried Irma Warren with great delight Not many young men would be so thoughtful
 T didn't even know my husband played chess" I replied carelessly. T knew he liked cards"--
 Mrs Hill put her blue-veined old hand over mine gently as 1T she IelC the bitterness that was creeping into ..None of us know all about the people we love most" she said Gont- ly.
 looked at her in amazement- Either she was witch or the nerVr ousness to which I always fall prey when I see Jim erouchlng over Ia, bIe in the posture he takes toR all games betrays itself clearly. l gath cred my faculties for a laughing re- joinder: all about your, Sunny even to- day?" ,--4+, F, new kindness, new thoughtfulness, replied the old lady gravely, ana turning her faded blue eyes from me to Irma Warren, she said. My dear, vou were telling me that you loved linens I'd be happy to show you those my boy just bought for me- Will you come Mrs. Harrison, or are you going to give Sonny the little iete-a-tete I think he's longing for ?" I'll stay and chat with Tom; said. wondering why some people knew couldn't have some or thlS olu lady's graciousness in arrangins things to suit herself without hurI1hs anyone else.
 ssThere go the two sweetest girls in the world" remarked Tom, com ing and sitting next to me. Anu &
 
 2 is great. The only thing I've ever seen to equal it is Jim and the old gentleman. Jimmie sure has way with him." "AIy friends all take him on sight. l wish I had the same happy faculty of making good with him
 You made good with me all rlghl -on sight" said Tom.
 "Are you flirting with me! l ask ed. refusing to take fright as once ! had done at the slightest scund oA hidden meaning in Tom's voice
 .'Fm done with flirting" said Tom in a tone that sounded like VOW. Then he jerked himself around to something els. Anne, told you once long ago that I am your friend More and more I see I really meant that and-deeply- You've brought lot into my life. I owe you more than I can repay. Will you think m max ing a bum return if I take hiSh dive right into the middle of your private conoernS?"
 Dive in" I replied unsuspiciously Its about Pat Dalton. He's a darn good friend of mine-always was. Sometimes I think it was his friendship for me that helped get him in wrong with the naughty Virginia
 I'd rather not tell the story Il you'n lust take it for granted Will
 T haven't the least ideal be- gan. but Tom waved his hand in a large gesture which he seemed to think covered the case.
 .sOh, the usual thing where couple of wild young devils of our stripe were concerned. Well, I've changed Completely And finding out what the right sort of woman can mean to . chap, I feel darn sorry for poor ole Pat But I trust him. Think he: man enough to come out top-whole 1T the end, however. It's another mat ter that worries me-.
 His tone was heavy with meaning
 .'What worries your" I asked, witt a sudden gladness that chess was a! completely absorbing to Jim and Mir Haldane as linens seemed to be tt Mrs Hill and Irna-
 What worries me is Sheldor BIake'' replied Tom. 'She1ly's a wilC 'un. And I see him travelling all hi weIl-worn paths wi Virginia