The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-02-19
Advice To The
 Lovelorn
BY BEATRICE FAIRFAX, An Authority on All Problems ol Girls and Questions of Love
 and Romance.

Having him forget all about the appointment wasn't bad,'' said Anna, concluding the tale of a youth who had invited her to meet him for What made me wild was his te1e- phoning two days later in a perfect furry of remorse to acknowledge that he just forgot. He might have thought up some explanation less damaging to my pride!"
 Your pride!''
 I confess I bounced on the words.
 Anna turned her eyes from a pen them sternly on me.
 Do you mean to insinuate that you don't think I ought to have any pride?" she demanded.
 "Not if it keeps you from being satisfied with the simple truth,' I replied.
 Do you think any man has a a right to-trample girls pride in Don't you see how silly I feel think ing over the way sat in that little restaurant waiting for him? First l thought he was just-late. Then l I telephoned his office and found he'd left. Again I thought he'd been delayed and I sat back again so wait.
 here. I gave him plenty of time and made myself a promise that wouldn't be bit snippy about his keeping me waiting. And even when ,he never came at all, I wouldn't Ter myself get ugly about it. l just forced myself to believe that some thing very important had come up to interfere"
 .sWhen did you decide to be angry about it g I asked.
 .'WeIl-as time passed and things went right along without my getting the exclamation that was due me, n feel l ought to have some regard for my own dignity"
 50 you were icy the second you heard his voice over the telephone" I suggested.
 Not icy-just-not encouraging And he was so apologetic. He kep; saying he'd never felt more absura than when it came to him rlsht out And I told him I knew enough about modern psychology to be sure that folks forgot what they didn't wan. to remember. And he said 'Bosh! And I asked him why he didn't offer some excuse-wouldn't make me feel so cheap. And he said being sorry was all the excuse he had. And wouldn't I have dinner with him that night
 And did you I interrupted.
 "I should say not! How can you
 ..Of course you weren't much in terested in him." I hazarded-
 ''If I hadn't cared, wouldn't have minded" came in a rush from Anna trembling lips. Don't you see? It's only because George means so much to me that I feel belittled and cheap aned and shamed by his forgetting. It makes me realize that he doesn't care for me. It requires all my common sense and efficiency to meet the situation. But a man who Just calmly forgets a date with me and then doesn't even exert himself to think up aplausible excuse-one that will save my pride-isn't the man for me to be-dreaming about"
 Anna" interrupted gently. Does it occur to you that when he rame to you with boyish honesty and offered you the unpoetic and damaging truth, George was taking it for grant ed that you have a certain amount of good-nature, of humor, of poise, and of good fellowship? He could have thought up plenty of good eN- cuses, I'm sure. He offered you the desire to be with you by begging for an appointment that very evening Can't you forgive-'a blow to your pride'-and respect the man who trusts to your breadth Of vision ana good nature ?'
 You don't understand" said Anna coldly. "He'd do it again. I'd all ways be expecting that He sent me some roses the next day but l wrote and told him they didn't make 1p for such a slight as he'd put upon me. And that ends the matter. l won't let any man think I'm so easy going and simple minded that I can De made a fool of! Not l! Oh, lear! some girls have all the luck, and I have to sit home because font meet the right sort of men"
 Do you know any Annas?