The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-04-25
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 Gan girl get over loving easily Kitty?"
 No, it's the hardest thing in the world for woman to stop loving. guess Nature has made us that way Why, do you know that when I saw Julian Thorndyke coming toward me 1 could not help but remember wreck as he was--the beautiful dreams I had had when I first knew him. In spite of me. my mind went back to the handsome. care-fres Julian Thorndyke that l fell in love with.
 Memory of her r1rst love always stays with a woman. A man has a puts all the happy days. the happy hours, the loving kords away in fragrant lavender and keeps them next to her heart.
 "An elderly woman once told me Virgie, that she has been sitting across the breakfast table from her husband when some little things would bring back the memory of q long forgotten episode with, or act of, her first sweetheart. And imme diately the somewhat settled-lookine business men who faced her faded from her view and in his stead she saw the wonderful youth who first loved her coming toward her in the afternoon sunshine"
 You know, Kitty" I protested. T think that was rather horrid on the part of the wife-even if she did have those feeling. She should have kept them to herself. What did you say to herr" l asked curiously
 Probably just what you would have said. I remarked. Did it ever occur to you that possibly the set tied looking business man across the table from you might also be think ing of a girl that never had looked like you?"
 How did it affect her when you asked that?"
 Well. I rather think I stopped her. But am sure 1t is true-both men and women--they never forget their first love, or rather they never for get the exquisite innocence and beauty of their first love"
 There is certainly nothing very beautiful about my first love, Kitty. I shall be ashamed to meet Theo to- morrow on the lot"
 "Oh, he will have forgotten all about it." replied Kitty.
 But he had not. When l arrived at the studio the next morning we were all told that Mir. Stratton was very i'll and that they would only take some scenes in which he did not ap- pear. As I was only in scenes with him, they dismissed me.
 l went back to the apartment very much worried, and yet I did not dare call up to inquire. The day seemed but toward night I received letter by special messenger. It read:
 Dear Baby Child:
 q am so glad, virgie, sweetheart you are a baby child, for you will probably be more apt to forgive me than if you were a real grown-ul voman of experience. Then you would perhaps feel that my foolishness was unpardonable-but, oh, dearest, yor cannot know the raging hell I was in last night-you cannot know what your dear presence has meant to me ever since that day on the train, for I know now that you have exerted ar influence over me that was only for good. It is like a drink of cold water to a man dying of thirst.
 
 about a half century older than you? In years l am only little over a decade, but in experience and living I am so old-but sometimes l stand aghast before you.
 T can hardly realize anyone can have the outlook on life that you have-so enthusiastic, so trusting, so loyal, so true to the best and most worth while. It makes me very humble I am always trying to re- member if I were ever as young and innocent as you are.
 Dear, even in my youth I never met a girl who was as humbly real a. you, who was as generous--I don't mean generous in the way of giving money, but in giving yourself-I have never known you, dear. when you seemed to consider what you were going to get out of q thing. You simply give-giye of yourself, your sympathy. your talents, yolr enthusiasm to everyone, seeming per- fectly serene in the knowledge that no matter how much you give you will still have more to offer.
 This is the reason, Baby Child. why 1 have the courage to ask you to give me the blessing of your divine forgiveness and not to despair when I think how terribly I must have appeared to you last night.
 Dear heart. forgive me--not be- cause I deserve it, but because l love you. "THEo."