The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1921-11-03

xarruiousne~s. but now I'm sitting
al your feet"
1T would be rather nice to have
you literally sitting at my feet. BY
a fire
would you have q fireplace for
me-"
Naturally, Please don't rnub me
nowi Let the old man rave. How
old are you. Csrolf''
Twenty six. Guy"
Twenty ak, I WAS Just leaving
New York. at twensysix. heard
Patti sing. at twenty-six And now
I'm forty.seven. feel like child.
yet I'm old enough 10 be your father.
So it's deeentiy paternai 10 imagine
you curled at my feet OF
course hope II lsnt. but wen re.
fleet the morals OF Gopher Prairie By
officially announcing that IL Isl
These standards that you
and live up TO: There's one thing
that's the matter with Gopher
Prairie. at least with the ruling.
class fthere u . ruilngciass. do
spite all our professions Of democ.
~cyA And the penalty We tribal
rulers pay ID that our subjects watch
~ every minute. We can't get
wholesomeiy drunk and relax. We
have To be 20 correct about ser NOR
ala. and inconspicuosis clothes. and
doing our commercial triekery only
IN the traditional ways. that none OF
Us can live up TO H. and we become
horribly hypocrttical. Unavoidabiy.
The widow rebblng deacon OF fiction
can't help being hypocriticAi. The
widows themselves demand ~ They
admire his uncfuousness. And look
at me, Suppose / did dare to make
love to--some exquisite married
woman. I wouldn't admit II 90 my.
self. eigEle with the most revolt
Ing saiaelousness over La Vie Paris.
lennc. when I sc, hold OF one In Chi
caxo. yet shouldn't even try 10 hold
you hand. I'm broken. Its tho hts.
torieal Angio-saxon way OF making
life miserable. oh. my
dear. haven't talked TO anybody
about myself and all ourselves for
years.
Guy, Can't we do something with
the town. Rsaliy7'
mo. we cnntF' lie disposed Of II
like a Judge ruling out an Improper
objection: returned to matters less
energetic: Curious.
Most troubles are unnecessary. We
have nature beaten. we can make
her grow wheat: we can keep warm
whom she sends billiards.. So we
raise the devil just for pleasure
wars. politics. race.hatrcdr. Iabor-diS
putes. Here In Gopher Prairie we've
cleared the fields. and become soft.
40 we make ourselves unhappy arti-
at great expense and cxer-
ton: Methodisfs dislsking Eplsco-
pailans. the man with the Hudson
at the man with the flivvcr.
The worst Is the commercial hatred
the grocer feeling that any man
who doesn't deal with him Is robblng
him. What hurts me 10 that II APP
plies to lawyers and doctors land
decidedly to their wives1 as much as
TO groccrs. The doctors-you know
about that--how your husband and
and Gould dislike one an
other"
moi won't admit it,
He grinned-
"Oh, maybe once or twice, when
WIN has positively known OF a case.
where Doctor--where one OF the 9TH
IRIS has continued TO call on patients
ongcr than necessary. he has
auxhcd about II, but
He stiil grlnned.
NO. really. And when you say
he wives OF the doctors share these
Mrs. McGanum and /
haven't any particular crush on each
,ther: she's 70 stoIid. But her moth
r, Mrs. Westlake-nobody could be
gweeter."
Yes. I'm sure she's very bland.
But wouldn't tell her my hearts
,ecrets IL I were you. my dear. I In
DIST that there's only one profession.
II mans wife In this town who
DOESN'T plot. and that Is you. you
blessed, credulous outsider.
II won't be cajoled, / won't be
ieve that medicine. the priesthood OF
,ealing, can be turned into penny
picking business"
"See here: Hasn't Kennicott ever
limited to you that you'd better be
iice 20 some old woman because she
ellis her friends which doctor to call
n? But l oughtn't to-
She remembered certain remarks
which Kennicott had offered regard
ng the Widow Bogart She fhnched.
ooked at Guy bcseechingly.
He sprang up. strobe to her with
, nervous step. smoothed her hand.
She wondered II she ought TO be Of
ended by his carcss. Then she won
Tered II he liked her hat. the new
oriental turban Of rose ands silver
He dropped her hand. His elbow
crushed her shoulder. He fitted
,ver 10 his desk.chair. his thin back
,tooped. He picked up the cioisonne
sase. Across IL he pcered al her
With such loneliness that she was
startled. But his eyes faded into I'M
az he talked Of the jeal-
,usies OF Gopher Prairie. He
stopped himself with a sharp. Good