Evening star., 1922-10-18

was getting. true. noble Chris. But
he wasn't then. Love made him what
he was In the end-a true lover-but
in finding himself he lost what he
priced most-Cecil's wonder love.
Says God Is Watching.
physically. hut he was tempted; and
a real man never can be. How
hated him. Surely. across the dark
ness of the night Cecils God was
guiding her-her love made her real
ize why she told Chris to wait He
was unworthy of such a complete
love. He was more to her than God
the child. Humans forget some
time God is watching and guiding.
How .omp!e ely she loved Pm the
true voice of that great love showed
her the truth .hat Chris wasn't
worthy; Her ideals she would al
ways cherish and love the Chris she
thought he was. but he dragged him.
self through the mud. tempted by
physical passions. and SO deserved
to lose Cecil. although she would love
him forever. And Cecil was clever.
She knew by having another child
she would see her duty to Hugh and
into going away with Chris. and SO
she used that way to prevent her
self. Pamela got him, but with his
ideal love burned into his heart and
soul forever. Pam is a snake.
Why. dearie. you know in life if a
girl wanted as she wanted Chris she
wouldn't save herself for him. They
all smoke and drink tea inceSSantly
II l should read three pages of the
book without seeing the authors
name I'd know 1t was Heable's. Pam
thought she was clever. but was she?
II Chris had taken her offer he would
hate Pam in the morning. 1 can
easily see that a man would be weak.
But in life, dear. you know there are
many things to reckon with. How
would her father take to her living
dyen:
Longing for Love.
much about in the book We must
take 1t with us when we ride talk
about 1t. especially the marked places.
This man keable certainly knows
peoples hearts. I love Chris and
CeciIs few hours together. How he
Mallory's;. Oh. it is sweet. darling
but nothing compared to our love.
How they linger behind the others.
their love vows. and how they rush
into each others arms.
Take the book with you-or else I
viii leave it in your room. I don't
want to read such books again, ever.
Why? You know. They make me
dream. Yearning for what. perhaps,
miss in this life. And to think now
and hereafter will never escape this
longing until our souls are at last
one. I hate to come back to realities
as 1 always have to. Reading books
(oh. I love themD makes me yearn.
and as much as / love it-why does
it pain to have to come back to even
taking food for nourishment? So
long for the time when l will have
You forever and dream, dreams-no
yearnings.
"All earth's longings now fulfilled o''
Yesterday I was happy. in a way. On
the boat and in the water. But on
the way home 1 was thinking hard,
darling; it is as if we have had a
glimpse Of what our souls cry out for
and then be denied again. And I
feel as though / never want to hear
you say again Il love you" or caress.
or kiss me So hard it hurts You
haven't any right to, and then wake
me up. Or is it myself?
When any one else calls you an
endearing name and you say dear"
it is far more merciful of you to stab
me. How can I even call you "dar-
ling" as have this morning.
o, / ought not make it harder for
you-but that is what you do to me
and am not repaying, just stating