The Bridgeport times and evening farmer. (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1918-1924, 1922-05-27
SECTION
When 4 Girl Marvies
BY ANN Isle.

you. After all, neither of US could
do much. And you are ready to
jump right out onto the skirnlish
line"
Her voice was curt and business
like. Its note of calm placidity was
gone. The Goddess of Liberty girl
was ready to do more than hold a
torch.
1.-THE little advance guard fellow on
the skirnish line is Evelyn Mason.
Don't forget that" declared Tom.
"Oh-yes, of counsel" returned
Mabel as if something were expected
of her and she'd do her best to sup
ply the demand. whether or not she
knew what 1T was.
Tom didn't seem to notice the lack
of warmth in her tone. I was at
loss to understand 1t until I remem-
bered how Mabel had resented my
first insistence on aiding her. Her
femininep ride hates to yield the
palm for success to another woman.
But why should she be so cordial to
Tom?
The answer came to me suddenly.
Dick West has hurt and bruised her
heart beyond the point where it can
entertain any man as an honored
guest Men to her are so completely
impersonal that they do not exist ex-
with whom to carry on the business
negotions which fill her life. Tom
Mason, however, appealed to her in
stincts as a loyal, dependable and
useful friend to Jim and me. So she
met him gratefully and without self
consciousness. And Tom, astonished
at finding a woman who neither CO.
quoted with him nor challenged him
responded with the instin ctive cour-
a.
a man.
Recognizing that pity and adnaira-
ton are all Mabel has to give to
men, 1 wondered which of them was
In force to further her gratitude to
Jim. Does she pity my husband
or admire him? Fiercely I found
myself demanding that it be the lat
ter. And I realized [ wanted her
admiration for Jim I recognized also
how much I respected the girl who
had been courageous enough to tell
another woman the ugly chapter of
her life she conf1ded to me a little
while ago
Come on, Anne. cut out the brown
study and get down the black cof-
fee.''
TOMS voice broke in on my ref1ec-
tions. AS 1 looked up he went on:
I've been telling this young wo-
man ABOUT my COuS1n'S SAD love az
fair. Darned if I know why I've
been splitting the emotional stuff
about poor Shelly and the way Envy
mourned him when it was too late
But I've had an idea since the mo-
ment I met Miss Storrs that she's
the sort of friend little Envy needs
don't know why-but I think they
re on the same wire-have a lot in
common. Am I getting specky, Dom
ma Anna, or do you feel it, too?"
81 never thought of 1T BEFORE" I
replied grave1y, avoiding MabeTs
eyes as I spoke. but think they
would be splendid-comp1em for
each other"
Then Toms glance caught
mine demandingly, I wondered what
seventh sense had made him feel the
bond Of sympathy which might exist
between Envy and Mabel-each OF
whom had loved a man who was
unworthy. Envy has seen poor weak
Sheldon go to his death. Mabel must
now stand by and watch the sfdp-
wreck of Dick VESTS life
I had a sudden sense that perhaps
Toms notion was right and Mabel
and Envy would find their lives in
terwoven. But I shook it off I
can't afford to get "spoo1y" too
for crisis in Jtm's affairs is near.
(To be continued.)