The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-09-15
Legion Elects Delegates
 to Montgomery Meet

Legion Elects Delegates
 to Montgomery Meet
 Selma. September 13.-(Special.) )-- Delegates from the Selma post of the American Legion to the state con vention to be held in Montgomery September 22 and 23. were elected at meeting held last night In the Ex- Ki-Ro club rooms. The post several days ago announced that 1t was go- ing after the next state convention of the legion. and if this could not be obtained would seek the office of vice commander or department ad- jutant for Selma legionnaire.
 Those elected delegates are: G. c. Blanton. chairman; Maj. F. c. Hecox, Earl Bailey. William Rountree, 5. Smith, Milton Wood. Dr. Drayton Do- herty, Smith Robbins, Andrew Bris- lin and Presley Cleveland. The all ternates chosen were Carwell John son, Lucas Ward, Catesby Jones and Emile Siegel.
 cided to let the world go hang-and -and-well, the whole world knows the rest.
 "You have read that paragraph in the newspaper, Jim. You know very well that Margaret did not intend to come home Something has changed her mind. Is 1t such far conclusion that she might not have seen at least short account of my trouble ana Is hurrying home to me?
 Doris wants to come to me, and honestly, 1 have never thought that Doris loved me as much as Margaret does.
 "Oh, I know It's not that deserve 1t. but when I read that paragraph today, for the first time I had feel ing that maybe fate did not intend to throw me wounded and bruised upon the ash heap that the birds of scan dal might pick out my eyes.
 When I read that paragraph to- day, Jim. for the first time since l came to myself I really had desire to live.
 'I presume I have never had that -ivid sense of right as to my own conduct that would make me ex- change impulse for principle. The thing I have wanted to do always seemed to me to be the thing to do. never had any controversy with my conscience over it. In fact, l have almost thought that thing which other people call 'conscience' was myth.
 'I know I am wrong now, Jim, for conscience Is making itself heard to the exclusion of every other thought in my mind. I wish l had needed its still, small voice before. l have wished often that I could be like other people. Other people, Jim. do what they do not like to do, be- cause they know it is the right thing to do-and because 1t is the right thing to do, they like to do 1t. You see 1t works both ways"
 "Oh, you are getting well, Harry" smiled Clavering. "I have sometimes thought that you enjoyed more jug gling words than making love to a pretty woman-and that's some jug gler. you know"
 q guess that's what I anna jug gler that's all I am.' said Glenden- | ing wearily. q seem to have juggled with everything and everybody al ways and most of all l have jug gled with love and life. And now l have not been able to keep love in the air-it has fallen to the ground and is shattered. Even life Is wobbly. l am not sure it will not be too hard for me to keep it going any longer. Still, I've got to keep it going little longer at least, and that's the trag- edy of it all-the juggler wants to stop juggling and he cannot
 T tell you, Jim, that it is only after have seen Margaret again that I shall know whether I want to stop or not. l know now that l have never loved any other woman. l know that 1 shall be utterly miser- able without her; know l shall not try to live if she turns me down"
 .oh, Harry, why do you continue to try to be greater fool than God made your" asked Clavering impa- tiently. Here you have chance to make 1t all up with Doris Here you have chance to grow up and be a man. Here you have chance to be decent citizen. and it is very prob able that Doris will be very glad to have children if you go back to her. Yet here you go. ready to play the game right over again in the self same way that you have been doing all your life, when there are 99 chances to one that you will lose" Clavering got up and started im- patiently toward the door. He was
  sponsibility.
 Here, Jim, please don't go-don't leave me. Surely you know that l don't like myself any better than you like me. Surely you must know that I wake up in the night and hate my self and then l go to sleep and dream that some roguish eye Is beckoning, some smiling mouth is intriguing and sleeping, waking. l know that will follow.
 "Oh, S-there have been moments since I have been lying here when l loathed myself to a degree almost Impossible to endure. That loathing was greatest when I found that Mar garet was coming hack, but as I read that paragraph over and over again I had an exhalation of spirits that l always had in her presence.
 I'm just lying here waiting now" Copyright, John F. Dille Co.) Tomorrow, "Glendening, the Im- possible"