The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1925-04-14
CHTCKTE Wears jake pin when she goes
out with Barry Dunno.

some n said: We'll, here's five or
six years-just do as you merrily
lease with them. Take a holiday
from your life"
Mary began at nee to talk Of
Jake. Have you come to tell me,
Chickie? Jimmy says the machine
is always at the door. You know,
| always fancied you sweeping
grandly along, a bird of paradise in
your hair, an ermine train at your
feet. What about it?"
Nothing. Why should you wish
these things on me, Mary? You
didn't wait for them,"
They'd never have come to me.
Besides, If you had them you'd send
a limo when 1 wished to go shop
ping, and a maid to look after my
progeny. And 1 can do without
things better than you could"
THAT sounds r%egretful, Mary. Re
member when you said Lucy would
do the very same things over
AGAIN.
Il say it still, Chickie. OF course,
once in a while I'd like to have a
purse full of money-I'd like two or
three hats. I'd love to go to all the
good shows, but l wouldn't give up
what I've got If I could stand on
top of all the dollars in the world"
IT'S worth as much as that-hon-
estly, is it, Mary?"
It's inevitable-and that's about
all there's to it-at least for me A
girl that's cold and calculating can
arrange her life TO suit her mind, but
l had to let mine run along after
my heart. It's the richest way, but
the hardest, perhaps"
"Well-suppose Edward couldn't
have married you for years and
years?" She began to talk rapidly,
with a little catch in her voice.
What do you think you would have
done. then? Put your heart in cold
storage, or take some one else?"
n AIRY put down the vegetable
INI knife and wheeled about fac
III ing Chickie. staring at her
for a long moment. Don't you tell
me. Chickie. that after all you've
going to let yourself fall for the
hard things like poor Lucy did! And
that poor dub of a Mary! Do you
mean to say you'll turn down Jake
Munson?"
Don't be alarmed. Mary; Jake
isn't at my feet. He's not the mar
rying kind. l was only wondering
about it. 1t seems to me that's
about all a girl does, even you.
Mary-wondering about love. Aw.
fully Independent, aren't we? l was
thinking about that today" Chick
lie was hurriedly running to cover
fearful that Mary would see her
thoughts. You know that new
girl in the office-that Stella Wilson
1 told you about? She says she
wouldn't give up her Job for the
best mar on earth. and you know
she just falls on the neck OF any
little shrimp that stops TO talk TO
her. Thirty and beautiful and sour
poor ole Stella! And all because
no man got the notion to marry her.
We don't amount to much. do WEI"
"Alone-humph-I guess not.
Women are born for love. Chickie.
It's the cord that weaves them into
the chain Of life" Mary laughed.
Mother used to say we're a hand
full of beautiful beads thrown onto
a bare floor. Then a little kid
comes along with a big darning
needle and picks the beads onto a
bright red string that brings out
their colors, gives them meaning.
..picks them out any old way.
leaving out some OF the prettiest.
And all the beads want like every
thing to be a part of that chain.
Because otherwise what are they?
Transparent. meaningless.
Il suppose the red string Is love.
then? The beads that get left may
be the luckiest. They're free-thcy
can roll wherever they choose.
"Yes-on a bare floor-remember
THAR
The baby began to cry. Mary
ran in and took him from his crib.
She stood at the door, holding him
on her hip as she babe goodby to
Chickie. she said: You didn't tell
me the truth, Chickie. I'd like to
bet that Jake has asked you TO mar.
ry him and you wanted to find out
if money was worth enough. is that
it?"
He hasn't asked me. Maryland
I don believe he has the remotest
intentions Of It,"
"Oh. yes--well, his type always
does marry. And l wouldn't put too
much stock in that gossip we used
to hear. He looks good enough"
Chickie laughed. Mary, you look
just like poor mother, standing there
with the baby"
For pity sakes, don't wish that
on mel"
You love children-you want to
suffer-"
"Well-yes-little Eddie here has
to have a brother and a sister or so,
but I hope that Fate will be kind
and grant me pause for breath be.
tween times"
Leave II to fate, Mary, old dear,
and you know what1l HAPPIER"