Capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1919-1980, 1921-06-13

letter of grateful thanks for him
interest. Then perhaps upon his
answer would decide what to do
next.
My rooms looked out over the
tennis courts. Larry, Bah, Duane
and young woman whom l did
not know were playing.
II can not play tennis with Lar
ry in the morning." | said to my
self. 81 have to begin my new
life"
why not begin 1t now?"
small voice inside of me whispered
and drawing a funny little lap
pad to me that l had used ever
since | was girl, I curled up on
the chaise-longue and began to
write. The story seemed almost to
write itself and l thought it was
good. Like "Her Marriage''-my
f1rst attempt at fiction-it had
one sparkling situation but in this
story a young woman found her
self and her soul before marriage
instead of after.
Luncheon time came and 1 was
in the midst of this most exciting
situation when Bah came to NV
door asking impatiently if l had
not been called to luncheon.
Il am not coming down." | said
What are you doing? Writ
ing to that mani"
mo. Writing for that man
But | wish you would go away and
not talk to me-"
And l wish that you would
come downstairs and act like
sane person." Bah rejoined sharp-
iy. Even Bart is inquiring for
you"
well am not coming. T have
ordered my luncheon sent up here
am going to finish this story or
at least write until my ideas give
out"
1t was half past five before n
stopped writing. My fingers were
cramped and l do not think that
was ever SO tired in my life but
oh' was so happy. There is no.
Ihlng in this world as Joyous as
creative work.
The mere fact that was able
% look upon this second story and
,eel that it was good made me-
'eallze that after all my life wpe
lot to be wasted, that was goiiN
o be something beside one of those
parasitic women that must be cared
or.
The nurse brought me little Hal
IND L Rugged him up close to me
aging, "Oh baby, baby, your
mother is going to be someone YOU
nay be proud of. She is going to-
'e able to take care of you and
he is going to be very happy
loing it,"
Again Bah came to my door,
Have the fires of genius burned
ut?" she called with a sarcastic
rim. viii you deign to come
own and talk with ordinary mort
Is this evening? We are all going
ut to the Country Club for din
Ler and mother told me to tell you
nat she thought it was perfectly
roper for you to go. Ny, but
GU look dragged out! Go and
axe your bath and doll up"
"All right, Bab," l said "PU do
hat very thing"
An hour later as l came down
he stairs in White canton creme
port suit and my little white
repe outing hat, 1 knew | was
boxing very well. Out of defer
nee to my mother I was wearing
Thite mourning although it had
ways seemed to me that an out
'ard show of grief proclaimed by
eftaln dress, was an exhibition of
lther great egotism or great sell
to think that ones grief
not more or less of a bore to
nes friends who unconsciousiy o,
onsciously resent its being foisted
pom them. No one, is loved
lough that she may throw a pail
yer whole company by an out E
ard semblance of grief, But the q
'lde and the baby wear white as E
ell as those who mourn, conse- 81
lently the fact that one is ex- 90
biting bereavement, is not SO ap mi
trent. HI
Why didn't you come to lunch Hi
n?' asked Larry. I've missed XII
III all the afternoon. Do you III
low do not understand how I HI
We been able to be happy with Nj
It you all the years that 1 have HI
It known your" I'M
Tomorrow-Larry Understands. III
PROPOSAL FOR Rms Il