The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1923-02-10

You hear the cllnk q china. water
flows. You can't hear thr eoraplna
% tbs towel. but a little later a draw
Or opens and closes.
No doubt. Mabel Thornton. FOR that
was her name listened RlHo 10 my
sounds, tho wo did not make them
az tho same time This created a
sort OF community. each knew what
tho other aid. We might have gone
on for long tins. bound miles
thick, n u bad not been that Miss
Thornton also found Il cheaper 10
cook on her fire We both fried
sauaages together on different fires,
What = lesson IN socialism. as Doe
tor upnor would have said. This
evening l was making a new dlrh,
recommended 20 mo by an old patient
who had learned Il from tho Ger
mans. a delicious thing called. be
lieve, Armer Ritter Tho poor knight,
according 20 the recipe took several
slices Of bread. aouncd them In milk
In which was mixed tho yolk OF an
esd. and fried the result addinE
sugar later on. II was lovely. worth
five.penoe for an esq: milk was very
dear. too. So put little water
into the milk: the eggs were farm
house eggs. II didn't matter. was
rather hungrior In London than
had been In Hampshire. The air. l
suppose.
Well. Just as l was taking out the
second slice. there was a knock at
my door and the girl caino lni
Have you got n mhtchl- aho said.
Eioomily. MY fires gone out" !
held out the matchbox. The fro al
was goes out. she went on.
We looked AZ each other for mo
ment. and perhaps ! vas sensitive
that night. I drew an additional
meaning from that remark. as !
looked az her. found myself think
ing OF lie and wondering II tho fire
always went out Queer Eiri saw
her better now. She had fino black
hair. rather matted. her skin wus
greasy, but abe had good teeth and
beautiful. rather large hands. shr
looked unkempt and uncarcd for.
zone has 20 eat. rho said. and ]
saw in her eyes something that
frightened mo. for u waa no unhap
~. IL broke thru my reserve. for ]
replied,
'sYes. ono has 10 cat something 20
keep alive. one wonders why
~oh. you fool like that. toor' abe
said. with a little smile. she nodded
toward tho frying pan. What are
you making theroT- I toid her.
rob. sounds a BIT thin. Tho sort
OF thing women are supposed 20 like
Men 20 on al us about u. don't they :
II We had mems wages but
what's tho good OF tAlkinKr'
She went out. punctillousiy return.
ing my matches few minutes later.
I did not talk TO her again for sev.
eral days. She did not offer herself.
a. n she Erudged the confidence alb.
had given. and I couldn't offer my.
self. didn't do those things easily
then. and l don't now. This ro-
aervel It's unbearnblo. II cuts you
off II cuts you off whsn you don't
want 10 be cut of. whom you're
screaming with loneliness.
Two looked out into Baieombe 81.
whore nothing happens. It's about
half past six and night IL falling. No
tAxis pass and the iradcHmen have
done for the day. One or two people
return from work. leave that win.
dow. which opens upon nothing. and
tell myself was a fool 90 leave my
people. where. at any rate. some
body would cook for mo But
needn't cook yet. 90 l walk up and
down my room. and n Isn't long
way. 10 and FRO and across like the
puma AZ The Zoo. Nothing IL mine
outside these walls. and can't get
out because therc's nowhere 10 20.
look n; tho furniture again. at the
History Of Scotland on the red.
serge tablecloth.
try to read Poor a. I am. I sub
scribe TO the library. and stIll follow
tho authors Doctor upnor Indicated.
70 whom I add few on tho advice
OF tho Times literary supplement-
have two TO choose from tonight.
both very dear to mo. "Tho. Celestial
ornnibns.' and Tho White Peacock.
Which shall II bef Forster. and
beauty OF mind, or Lawrence. and
beauty Of soui1 Ghost OF nynph. or
nynph's white flank cleaning In the
Riado. or shRil I drink draught
like champasrns. tart and bubbling.
from Anatois Franco In The Revolt
OF tho AnEeis-T
Oh. know II all. know II all.
I'm sick Of my books. winh drank.
Then walk up and down again. and
20 and fro. until suddenly ! rebel.
The streets are mine M vol ms
eyerybody'a I'm hungry. drag on
my eo0t. I smash my hat over my
brow's. CMsn don't understand how
protected woman feels when she's
got her hat we'll down over her eye
brows1 I got out. II IN dark. cold.
ish. dampish. Gloom IN the streets.
and a greater sloom outside the
blazing shops. full OF vcnal welcome.
the big hotels. full Of costly gnyesy.
I am not Of these things: haven't
enough money In my pocket: no
friends upon my list.
A man In following me. am used