San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1924-04-25
The Tangle
An Intimate Story Of In
nermost Emotions ReueaE.
ed in Private Letters
LETTER FROM HELEN BLEED
soc TO SARAH HENDRICKS,
CONTINUED
MY DEAR SADIE:

MY DEAR SADIE:
When l started this letter, l in.
tended to finish it right away, but ]
have been very busy with my patient
and that is not saying he isn't very
easy to take care of.
We came 20 his apartment from the
hospital the afternoon that l told you
/ thought we would leave, and | have
been taking care of him ever since.
He has a Jap who takes care of the
apartment and him-seems TO be very
devoted 10 him, and | should think
he would be, for / have never met Il
more delightful man.
The day after he was brought back
to his apartment, his friend, Mr..
Prescott. left for home. The night
before Mr.. Prescott went, he read TO
Mr.. Carton in my presence, parts OF
a letter which had been written to
her husband by Leslie Prescott. 1t
seems that Mr.. Carton had found in
an old shop in San Francisco little
coral god, and thinking Mrs. Prescott
might like it, he had sent it through
her husband to her.
She took it down to- jeweler to
have it put on as bangle TO n plati-
mum wire bracelt. and found that 1t
had a most peculiar history. 1t seems
these little dufunnies always go in
pairs, and if you get one of them and
some man the other, you'll always
be hunting for each other all your
lives.
It's a weird tale. and il seemed TO
impress Mr.. Prescott as we'll as Mr..
Carton, very much. However, be-
ing modern men. they both dis
claimed any superstition about the
matter.
Mr.. Prescott said with n smile that
IL he found his wife with an eager.
questioning look opon her face, if he
found her scrutinizing all the men
that she saw, he would probably send
the little coral god back to his friend
Sid. otherwise he would let her wear
it.
They joked about the matter lot
but could see a kind of tense strain
On Mr.. Cartons face. which i could
not explain. Today. however, think
] have hit upon a solution OF the
matter.
Mr.. Prescott left for home this
morning, and soon after he had gone,
Mr.. Carton asked me to bring him n
tweed coat that was hanging up in
his closet. l did so, and going
through the pockets he brought OIL.
the darlingest little coral statuetIe
you ever saw. held it in his hand 4
moment and then said:
miss Bledsoe. you heard that
story that Mr.. Prescott read me from
bis wife's letter last night. Of course,
] don't believe anything about it
it's Just one of those Chinese tradi-
tions but. at that. i do not know
whether l had better send this other
god to Mrs. Prescott or not. Perhaps
] should have given it TO Jack when
he read me the story. He might think
il strange that i kept it, or told him
nothing about it.
but 20 tell the truth / was so fab
bergasted to think that Leslie would
run into some one who would tell
her a story like that, that / had to
think the matter out. / feel now that
/ have made a mistake in keeping it.
1t is awkward to tell it to Leslie,
end both of whom l want to under
stand me fully.
@What would you do about it, Miss
Bledsoe? would like woman's adj
vice on the subject"
Here comes that blooming doctor
again. I'll have to finish after he has
gone.
. copyright, 1924 NEA Service, Inc.)
T0M0RR0W-More OF the letter
! from Ellen Bledsoe to Sarah Hen-
bricks.