, 1923-05-27

girl ensconced in fairy triumph. smiI-
ing Ill q pretty witch.
What on earth are o doing
here7" Mem cried.
"Going to los Angeles with you. I
may be great like you. but I'm
going to have a mighty good time
trying. Can you blame me for run
ming away from that graveyard when
1 see what came to you
How could Mem blame her? How
could she fail to understand and to
promise her help? All the world was
filled with runaway girls striking u
for freedom and for wealth and re-
nown. Mems little sister was only
another in the multitude and she was
so pretty, SO desirable. delectable,
magnetic, that her future looked all
roses.
I'm Jealous Of you." Mem said.
You'll ruin my chances, you're so
much better looking, and-and-"
"oh. your Gladys laughed in dis.
claimer.
There were many questions to OK.
change and Mem soon learned that
her sister had flung off the chains
that one or two arGent lovers had
tried to fasten about her. She had
substituted for the old saws the mod.
ern instances. h had changed the
old ditty to run. 1.-THE boy 1 left be-
hind me-" Gladys was not begin.
ming her future with the dark crop
ing fearsomeness of Mems. Mem had
been like a pioneer who fights old will.
|derness and makes the path easy for
the followers.
WI Mem, with a last faltering
~reproach, asked her sister If she were
wise to toss aside tho devotion of a
good man. Gladys laughed.
Let love waiti The men have
kept us waiting for thousands OF
years. till they were ready. Now let
them wait for u.s."
There was no gainsaying this. II
had been Mems own feeling when
she left Los Angeles and her lovers
there.
CONSERVATION must be rife at home
in Calverly where Gladys elopement
was doubtless realized by now. but
there would be more CONSERVATION in
the hearts of countless men when
the destinations of the Steddon sis
tiers should shine upon them from the
silver sheet.
from the anguishes she had known
in her own pilgrimage. She felt al
ready a veteran and a guide with
diploma from the college of life. Hei
first thought had been a remorsefu
feeling that she had not only gon,
wrong, but had led her own sisteI
astray as we'll. Now she felt that sh,
had led her sister u of the darl
into the light.
She had been somehow rescueS
from oblivion into the higher oppor
tunities. She would make her nam,
famous and keep it. If she over go
husband she would still keep he
name and not use his, except for TIL
sweet purposes of domesticity.
Life had not plucked her to film
away or merely to adorn the button
hole of some lover. Life had trans
planted her into a garden where tn
choicest flowers bloomed. She woul
make herself the rosiest rose that sh
could. She would yearn upward &c
ward h sun and spread the incens
of her soul al far as the winds o
the world would carry 1t. And whel
she died she would leave her nam
and her face in immortal pictures o
d~eathless motion.
She had sinned-indeed, her lif
had been redeemed from MULTI.
through her sin at home. She woul,
again and again. But she woul,
sin again-but then everybody SHINE,
make atonement by entertainment
purging her soul, not by hiding ii
the wilderness. put by shining like
little sun around the world. BLESSING
the world with sympathy and the no
bility of tears shed for another's sor
rows.
Let love wait, then, till she hat
made the best OF herself. And ther