The Holbrook news., 1922-04-14

| then-a llttle. We KHoW lOl Iuore 1 things sometimes than folks think we
 do. Well. as near as l can remember
 it was like this:
 "A divorce is knife that cuts q
 knot that hadn't ought to ever been tied said one.
 "A divorce is a jump in the dark"
 said another.
 No, it ain't. It's jump from the
 frying pan into the fire piped up MT. | Jones.
 "A divorce is the comedy of the rich | and the tragedy of the poor" said a
 little man who wore glasses.
 "Divorce is nice smushy poultice | that may help but won't heal" cut in
 new voice.
 "Divorce is a gudepost marked
 I'll to Heaven,' but lots of folks miss
 the way, just the same, notice" | spoke up somebody with chuckle. Divorce is q towards retreat from the battle of life.'' Captain Harris said ! this. He spoke slow and decided. Cap tain Harris is old and rich, and not |
 and what he says, goes, most always | But it didn't this time. l can remem- Der just how old Mir. Carlton snapped
 out the next
 Speak from your own experience, | Tom Harris. an I'm thinkin' you ain't
 fit ter judge. I tell you divorce is what three fourths of the husbands an
 wives in the world wish was waitin' | for 'em at home this very night. But | it ain't there" 1 knew, of course, he | was thinking of his wife. Shes some | cross, l guess and has two warts on | her nose.
 There was more, quite lot more, | said. But I've forgotten the rest. Be | sides, they weren't talking to me then, anyway So I picked up my thread | and slipped out of the store, glad tG escape But as I said before, didn't | find many. like them.
 Of courS, l know noW-what divorce | is, mean. And it's all settled. They gra1ted us some kind If decree or degree, and we're going to Boston next | Monday.
 It's been awful, though-this last gear. First we had to go to that h0r- rid place out west, and stay ages and 4ges. And l hated it. Mother did, too. know she did. l went to school, and there were quite lot of girls my age, and some boys; but didn't care much for them. l couldn't even have the fun of surprising them with the divorce We were going to have. l foJnd they were going to have one. toO-every last Ont If them. And when everybody has a thing, you know there's no particular fun in having it yourself. Besides. hey were very unkind and disagree able. and bragged lot about their divorces They said mine was tame, and had no sort of snap to 1t, when they found Mother didn't have lover waiting in the next town, or Father hadn't run off with his stenographer, or nobody had shot anybody, or any thing.
 That made me mad, and let them see it. good and plain. l told them our divorce was perfectly all right and genteel and respectable; that Nurse Sarah said it was. Ours was going to be incompatibility, for one thing, which meant that you got on each others nerves, and just naturally didn't care for each other any more. But they only laughed, and said even more disagreeable things, so that l didn't want to go to school any longer, and I told Mother so, and the reason, too, of course.
 But, dear me, l wished right off that I hadn't. I supposed she was going to be superb and naughty and disdainful, and say things that would put those girls where they belonged But, my stars! How could I know that she was going to burst into such a storm of sobs and clasp me to her bosom, and get my face all wet and cry out: "Oh, my baby, my haby-to think have sub iected you to this. my baby, my baby!"
 And l couldn't say a thing to com fort her, or make her stop, even when I told her over and over again that
 wasn't baby. l was almost young 'sfsA anu I WISH utlts SuDJCNltu lO anything bad. I liked it-only didn't like to have those girls brag so, when our divorce was away ahead of theirs. anyway.
 But she only cried more and more, and held me tighter and tighter, rock 'ng back and forth in her chair She took me out of school, though and had d lady come to teach me all by myself so l didn't have to hear those girls brag any more, anyway. That was better. But she wasn't any happier herself. I could see that.
 There were lots of other ladies there
 - beautiful ladies only she didn't seem 10 like them any better than I
 lid the girls. l wondered if maybe they bragged, too, and l asked her; but she only began to cry again, and moan, What have l done, what have done?"-and I had to try all over again to comfort her. But I couldn't.
 SEe got so she just stayed in her room lots and lots. 1 tried to make her put on her pretty clothes, and do as the other ladies did and go out and walk and sit on the big piazzas, and dance and eat at the pretty little tables. She did, some, when we first came, and took me, and 1 just loved It. They were such beautiful ladies, with their bright eyes, and their red cheeks and jolly ways; and their dresses were so perfectly lovely, all silks and satinS and Sparkly SDangleS,