The Ocala banner., 1922-07-28

late at night. That's the difference
between your good little girl and the
bad little girl. They are all good to
start with They all want 20 do
right. every one of them. The de-
scent is always gradual and it al,
ways follows the long auto rides into
the night
1T IS INEVITABLE.
am going to break UP the auto
riding down darkened lanes.
am going TO present the truth to
you mothers. with the full projectile
force of its naked hideousness.
tell you only the truth The facts
are worse than any fiction yet con
ceived by imaginative writer's.
You may get mad with ME. l don't
care If you don't want to know
what's going on don't read this.
Throw it away. am writing for
those mothers who want to know ex-
actly what is going on.
Let me paint a picture, real pic
ture, and you had best frame it and
hang it on the wall of your memory
/ am going TO break up this night auto
parking and you had better help me-
The nice boy calls and sits in the
parlor and kids you along few min
uets and then says to the girl he has
come for. Lets 60" The nice boy
and your girl depart into the night
This story refers to the habitual
night rider.
1t is as true as Holy Writ.
They are barely out of sight be-
fore his arm slips snugly around her
waist and she pulls up close to him
to make the hugging more conven-
lent. He is doing this unless he is
positive stick" or human pill" If
he is regular he proceeds to pull
lot of cuss words. No young man is
au fait unless he can sing 'em dirty.
The greater his assortment of exple-
tives the more he impresses the pop
ular young thing with his worldliness.
If that isn't so. I'll quit right here.
They bowl around the city. maybe
to a dance for short while. maybe
to a salacious picture show.
/ And they sail out into the night.
He has favorite spot where he gen
orally does his parking. If your girl
! is accustomed 10 parking. there is no
argument. II she is not he will find
some excuse for parking. His mind
has been on nothing else since he sat
in the parlor and conversed with you.
He may have engine trouble" or has
to look for fat" or is lust simply
tired Of driving, and We may as we'll
sit here as in the parlor" Sounds
reasonable. doesn't IT?
Ad they sit there
Overhead the stars wink knowing
ly at each other. and the fence posts
stand dismally out in the night like
gaunt sentinels.
Flagrant breezes toy with the curls
that dive from her pretty forehead
and the nice boy holds her closer in
his arms. Why not? Not a soul is
near and it is nice to be held tightly
by the one you love. Why not? They
are doing it in the picture and no one
thinks wrong of that Why not? The
story books are full OF stories of girls
in the arms of the ones they love-
Why not? No one will ever know.
He vows of love that is tender
and enduring. He whispers sweet
nothings into rapt ears He presses
a long ten-minute kiss to her lips.
Her cheeks grow warm. There steals
over her a strange new feeling that
comes TO a maid when she is alone
with man and held in his arms. He
kisses her again and again-those hot
warm kisses. Her head falls back
limp in his arms-that is your little
girl and the mics boz who just left
your home.
This is as true picture OF the girl
who habituaIiy goes night riding down
shady lanes as God Himself can draw
ii.
1t isn't exaggerated one BIT One
single bit, and every girl who has
been out that way, If she were frank,
would say it is as true as Holy Writ.
l didn't go as far with my story as
that couple viii go IL those rides are
permitted to continue.
Where was YOUR little girl last
night?
Why. my little girl was at dance"
Sure, she was there for awhile.
my girl wouldn't do such a thing