The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1921-04-15

olA I hti 40 AhOuSh
carried on h bosom of her dream,
lis called Flesh; the second, Spirit,
and the third-the third | shall name
the Yelled God"
'Madget" cried fremont. and Ran
dolph. listening with all his ears. could
almost feel the clutch on his own
arms with which the man had seized
the girls. as though to drag her back
from her minds far distance.
People wonder.s she continued. her
mood unbroken, 'at the wreck of ap-
parently perfect marriages and yet
it's so simple to any woman that
it's amazing that | should be the first
to display our open secret. Only tho
complete lover can be secure of his
beloved. Beacher. He who wins her
flesh alone leaves her spirit 10 hetray
him. and he who wins the spirit aHne
is in mortal danger of the woman of
the flesh"
The explanation said fremont,
whimsically. lis so feminine that il
confuSeS. If yOu had said that each
woman is a trinity and must be thrice
won before Il mans honor can feel
secure, understanding would be n sim
pie matter. Did al leave out the
Yelled God surpoSely or Just to be
different and avoid the obviOuS?"
I avoid the obvious is an instinct
of breeding" said Miss Van Teller.
land | would never blush for doing il:
but where would your thoughts be now
if | had said just what YOU expected.
if | had treated the Yelled God as a
matter Of fact, oh. no, One can
clip with words the wings of flesh and
spirit. but not of the Yelled God in
woman for its very essence is a de-
ferred possession"
She paused. but as fremont chung
to the silence, she presently cOntin-
ued. The complete lover is the man
who having conquered all the heights
of flesh and spirit in his mistress.
dWells consciously in the presence OF
an undiscovered god and gaZeS ont
upon II broad land %eternally promised.
never materially seized. Few are the
mcn-feW are the men" Her voice
trailed off as though her thoughts had
run ahead of words and reached final
ity without the use of the spoken
phrase.
Few are the men who attain to
that serene security fremont fin
ished for her. only half conscious OF
what he was saying.
Randolph could her the rustic of
her turning to her companion. How
wonderful" she said. That is what
l thought, but didn't say"
"Madge." said fremont. what have
you done? It's true that I have never
stopped to hypocrisieS with you and
that l have W while with you
spoken a vulgar word. Did you
think that | have been knowingly
wise? Well, l haven't. | didn't know
until this moment why I chose n rare
and high atmosphere TO reach you.
Now l know. 1t was because you were
there. I chose only to come to you
than drag you down 10 the drab
Of the usual. What you have done is
to carry me higher than ] ever meant
TO GO. You have taken me of the
path and showed me An un-
expected treasure. Tn no longer my
self. I am cold and afrnfd."
Randolph could feel that the speak
er was drawing away from the girl
ard q moment later his senses were
TO surpass themselves in additional
you are afraid Of that
in me?" asked Miss Van TEL
lier softly. What about this oneY"
And h it was that Randolph's de-
%antennae quivered under their
Of intelligence. He knew as
certainly as though he had faced
about that an adorable Madge. tender
and wideeyed, had slipped her bare
arms around Beacher TremOnt's neck
kissed him On the mouth.
There was a long silence; then
,ame Tremont's voice, thick and
strange to the ear. "A mOment ago"
{ said. Il was afraid for you: now
IN afraid for myself. | am like u
d who has care'essly dropped a
match and finds himself with
II the ring Of IA prairie tire. l can
My wonder at my stupidity in think
ne of you in connection witt a casual
possession ard not as a consuming
You see? Already you lave
'urned through the thin crust of lies
hat guards man from definite seizure
Y wOman-any woI1an."
Kiss me, Beacher," murmured the
iris voice as though his words had
wirled around and by her, leaving
Ter purpose untouched. Take me I
nd hold me carefully where no I'M
ind air can drive me from you. Take
II the women in me-one by one if {
must" ,
At that moment Mr.. Robert III. Ran
olph. in the person of Slim Hervey,
hauffeur, very nearly wrecked his |
our-cylinder argosy with its burden .
{ three fates, still individually and