The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1922-04-08

actly like other girls who laughed and
coquetted and forgot.
Her heart was like a heavy lump
that had no connection with her body
at all, except to weight 1t down. That
Cay would go, and the next and all
the rest in an endless succession, and
! there would not be any Paul to see
and talk with.
Il am in love-" she said suddenly
to herself
And the thought, poor child, brought
only distress.
Then she felt glad he had kissed her.
1t made no difference whether the kiss
10 him was matter of no importance,
the ending of pleasant friendship.
i have that at least" she said to
herself and tried to remember 1t ali
over again-the surprise, the sudden
surg of emotion that came with the
touch of his lips. 1t was all over be-
lore she had known what was happen
ing
She got up and stood looking from
"ihuoW. IHen 'SHe SHOOK her
shoulders little, trick she had when
sne was trying TO force her mind to
something she did not want to think
about. She dressed and waited for the
family to get up.
You are so depressed, my dear"
Mrs. Mum said, putting a hand over
hers as they sat that afternoon on the
lawn. 1T is sweet of you to miss me
even before go. You will come and
see me when your mother can space
you again"
But Patty knew that even if she
went to her friend in the city it would
De as paid companion again. True.
she would see Paul But that mysteri-
Gus gulf would be there, and this time
he would recognize it.
No. she could not do that,
suppose this keen woman found out
that she was in love! Patty remem-
bered the touchy old aunt in "Vanity
FAR who romanced over Becky's love
affalr-until she found out the girl
loved a member of her own little
world! True, Mrs. Granger Mum was
not Miss Crawley-but Patty cynically
Ielt that no woman was ever as demo-
cratic as she seemed.
me worst of it was that she could
not talk about this to anyone NOT to
her mother-that lady was discussing
Dutcnefs prices and the immortality Of
me movies to friend on the porch.
Patty could hear her-"I really don't
know what the world is coming to!"
1t was Mrs. Parke's complaininely
helpless philosophy. Not to Millie-
why not? Patty could not say. she
simply knew that Millie was the last
person to talk to about Paul. And GER
talnly not to this gracious old friend.
For she would lose that friend she
was sure.
Il really don't" Mrs. Parke was saw
ing again. coming to them over the
lawn. Things are Just topsy-turvy,
where are we going? There's Braut-
ieit' the alphabetically a tailor who
presses clothes-bought the house
next to M1.ie, right on this street.
his wife Will want to join the bridge
club next"
Never mind!" Mrs. Mum laughed
consolingly. "The world may be going
all wrong, but it's fascinating to watch
the process. What will the bridge
cup 90 TO Brautfelt when she attempts
oAi clltl dlCe.
Snub her. of counsel" Mrs. Parke
pronouced virtuously. "Whv she's
pressed our suits. and dry cleaned orr
dresses and drugs, she knows every
seam and button in every suit we wear.
shes worked for us so often"
That does give her an unfair adj
vantage of course" Mrs. Mum said
very, very gently. But the irony pass
ed over Mrs. PaEke's head
Patty went despondently into the
house They were sweet enough to
Mrs. Braufelt when she kept her prop
er blackjack of the ironing board
so to speak. Now they would all be
merciless,
1t was the worlds way She could
not expect better treatment for her
self.
Monday-Hatred