The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-09-01
When A Girl
 M0rries
By ANN LLSIE

If this man in Canada is gay father-f my father is still alive vagusiy s at ae naa the 'ne9 soft green a of e sae peaceful little nook where I'd parked my car. Even to Father Arlrew didn't want to express my thoughts. In fact, I hated to formulate them in my own brain. But Father Andrew being a man, with a mans habit Of direct thinking, decided that we couldn't longer evade the truth So he put it into words, and if thought them cruel, it was only to realize that they were far more cruel to him than ao me.
 .1f this man in Canada Is Lucky Lee" he said. "then-my Neal has no right to his name. That's legal the time comes. But it will stir up dust and when we get out of 1t don't Know that he'll have a right to be holding Phoebe Harrison by the hand"
 Why, fatherH' I cried. "do you think Phoebe'd give Neal up because of this? It's an ugly new version of blame you or take Nsrs name away from him
 "Or smirch>your mothers memory if 1 live to stop 'em," Father Audrey Anne-a world that may take thing like this one way and may take it an other. Gossip and scandal are ugly
  we knew this all along and that we're a. parcel of shameless wretcres who deserve what we get I know how much pitch can stick to a man once he starts rolling down hill"
 You synicaI!" I cried. "You los ing faith in the world! This isn't really you, Father Andrew. It's just your father-love for Neal getting pan icky because you don't trust the liar rison' pride to see-.our tragedy in the > right light. You're dazed with fear for Neal and with greater fear lest some one try to establish a superior ,claim to your Babbsie. I do believe Sou're getting ready to be jealous
 Thank you, Babbsie," replied Fa- ther Andrew gravely. "I calculate that's about the fisrt time the old man plumb lost his way, but your got him back where he can side on even keel again with hand on the helm Your old daddy kinda whim- pered for a spell. You ain't going to hold it against him, are you?'
 "Bless your heart, dear-if you'd gene on being calm and collected through this whole business I'd nave H1eid that against you,'' I replied. l don't see what call you have to be superhuman. And if you didn't love Neal enough to be pretty near des- perate about what this may mean to his future I'd not think you Were human, so that's that. And now I've got my nerve back, too, and I'm bet
 
 man in Canada is nothing but an 1m- poster"
 fervently.
 Neal?'' asked a few moments later as we drove out of the park on our way downtown to meet '+the chill
 "Nothing," replied Father Andrew conciSely.
 His voice had recovered its rich tang and flavor of the soil and re age. It told me that everything was as it had been from the day when F'ather Andrew Hyland came into my life. [ could trus thim to work out our affairs to the best of human ao1l- 1ty and with the greatest of human patience and kindness and under
 So when we joined Phoebe and Neal at the restaurant, I too had re covered my pcise and couldn't be lieve that Father Andrew had ever lost his
 Everyone you ever heard of IS here today announced Phoebe. as we took our places at a corner taDIe light provided by the sort Of per fleet day that brings everyone out 1nolidaying- = For instance?'' I asked. smiling with happy amusement at the way ,Father Andrew and Neal plunged into the conversation as IT they been parted for days instead of since
 ''The Crosbys and those Wi1Iough- by girls are here and Val asked If we couldn't have our coffee toge1ner, TOT think she's ashamed of them or they'd have met you long ago: Then IFS we came Tom Mason and that little Condon girl came oi, 100; Ano ai1ia seems to be the only place in town nowadays.
 Hard on her words, who but shel- don himself sauntered up to our ta- 'ble with his insoient air of being sure of welcome wherever he went.
 You folks have to let me lunch just ordering, and Tommie hadn't the itiecency to wait. You can't expect a man to be eating clans while two nasty lunchers gobble coffee and cheese Besides, I hate to be the third angle of the triangle where two iabsorbed young lovers are concerned, but if you're very polite needn t feel like the fifth wheel on the wag- on here since it's merely a family
 oh. needn't you?" I thought to myself, hating Shelly for the way he got in his malicious bit of gossip about Tom and Daisy.
 But even as he talked he ordered a waiter to make a place for him and a moment later was ensconced Fbetween Father Andrew and me- iPhOeDe HOSheQ Q DlI uIlOSt HIS 'of tolerant understanding. Uneasily then, I remember that Phoebe might be unattainabEe now for poor Neal The presence of this so-called el1gi- ble whom I found so undesirabIe, was doubly unwelcone in the light of the tragedy lowering over Neal head.
 Are you looking over me, at me .or through mel" demanded Phoene suddenly of Sheldon.
 I read pique and coquetry and something of challenge into her tone ,Follwing Shelly's line of vision. looked beyond Phoebe and saw tha' we were directly opposite Vars par ty Her Oriental profle was clearly revealed, and fanking her on either ,side, I saw two girls, animated bird like and full of the sraces ana lurS of the Southern belle.
 = "Aren't Vars friends charming ?