Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1921-10-21
A Picture True to
Life
By HAZEL SMITH
q. 1921. Western Newspaper UniOn.)

was now the Royal theater, the home
Of moving pictures, they gazed upon
the figures Of a young man and his
sweetheart. Violently IN love, at first
their poverty seems to keep them
apart, but eventually they decide to
brave the future and marry. 1t was
when this decision was reached that
Jim's hand sought Marjory's. Follow
ing this. the following sentence was
flashed on the screen:
"a month later"
The young couple vas shown In a
tiny kitchen where the bride was get
ting dinner with her husbands help,
the operations being interrupted by
an occasional kiss. It IA a pretty
little home scene, and Marjory's hand
turned slowly so that her palm met
Jim's, and she felt her breath come
quicker. A hall bedroom and tea and
crackers are a poor substitute for a
home and husband.
Finally the young couple are shown
a year later with the plump, laughing
baby which seems to play a star part
in many pictures of this class, and
with it they demonstrate to the once
doubling friends and relatives that
their experiment has not been a fall
ure.
Lets have a Soda" Jim suggested,
and the two filed into a drug store,
both bashful because Of their display
of feeling, and trying not to show 1t.
AS they sat opposite to each other,
eating slowly to prolong the sensation
Of the frozen dainty slipping down
warm throats, q little inflamed by the
dust of the stufry theater, Jim SAID
abruptly.
"Some class to that picture
Boarding houses are bum, l-yway,"
Jim continued with his eyes on the
table. He had known Marjory for sew
eral years, but had never thought Be-
riously of marriage until tonight.
$50 are rooms to rent, and picked-up
meals" Marjory cried. Zone v
gets enough to eat"
II say, that was great, their cooking
together, wasn't it?" Jim broke out
suddenly. 81 never knew girls would
stand for having men about in the
kitchen"
81 guess she was glad to have him
help her just to have him with her"
Marjory said softly.
~ say, Marjory, do you think girls
feel that way about men?" and there
was a break in Jim's voice.
II guess they do, sometimes, at
least the picture showed they did"
81 wonder if it's true" was Jim's
next contribution to general conversa-
ton.
81 honestly believe it was, Jim. Why,
they couldn't have had a little fiat like
that one If it wasn't real"
ST wonder" Jim continued slowly.
Then he said eagerly: II know. Don't
you remember where he brings his pay
envelope home and opens it up before
her and she takes out the money!
"Why, yes" Marjory cried, her eyes
shining.
swell, 1 saw what the bills were.
There were three tens and a one-case
note"
Thirty dollars" Marjory sighed
softly.
'Madge, 1 get forty" Jim said soft
ly.
Marjory said nothing. but her cheeks
grew beautifully pink.
81 say, Marjory, I'll get a raise af-
ter the first of the year." Still Mar
jory said nothing, but her hands trem-
bIed so that she could not hold her
spoon.
Honest, don't you think we could
manage with what / make? I'd like
to have q home like those folks had;
wouldn't youf"
Marjory raised her confident young
eyes to his, and whispered: "Oh, Jim,
yes"
"Would you. poor little dearf Well,
we will then, and we won't care, will
we, If we don't have much at frst?"
"If / can just have you and my own
home, honest, Jim, IA cook over a gas
1et in a tin cup and think we were
rich" and the light in her eyes showed
Jim that love was possible in a two
room fiat just as much as though the
home we're to be In a mansion.
'eThen, Marjorie, wen do it. Right
after Christmas we'll get married, and
see If we can't have u own home"
and once more his hand sought hef6,
but this time with a tender, posses
sive, protective clasp, and she, utterly
disregarding possible spectators, re-
turned his pressure with a tenderness
that showed In her eyes, although all
she said was:
"Oh, JIM"
"And, Marjory. If after a year, we
if our story is like the one In the pic
ture, all Of it, what thenr' and there
was a tenderness in his eyes as old
as the world. Marjory caught her
breath. Something of the mystery of
life and its aim unfolded to her, and
she did not falter, but said softly:
II hope it will be just like that. Jim,
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