San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-09-20

humble. released her, she had turned
her head away, staring through the
Opaque and glimmering fog. She had
not wished to speak or move.
NOT FIRST TIME.
Finally he had begged: "Oh, come,
Nora Lee I've kissed you before and
you haven't acted as though the bot
tom fell out of the world"
No-but this was different-delib-
crate, violent. She said, patheti-
cally: "You wished to hurt me-"
And he didn't answer. She went
on quietly as though all Life can be
so neatly cut and dried: There is
no question of love between us, Max.
So there is no excuse for kisses"
He gave her a quick look and said
half to himself: Perhaps not any
excuse at nineteen! L won't do it
again, Nora Lee. You can trust me-"
She remained silent. At the door
ne said: I've tickets for the thea
ter"
She shook her head.
You're not going to make an out
cast of me, Nora Lee?"
"No-but l don't want to 60"
do you think you don't want to
see me any morc!
She nodded and ran into the hall.
She had gone. to bed in the darkness.
She had felt his lips like. stains on
her face.
BANS 'SWINDLING.
And in the middle Of the night
she had dressed and written a long
letter to Dane-the warmest, most
impetuous letter the merry brown
lover had ever received.
She didn't speak to Max. But she
| told him that their love would have
to be. the most sublime and complete
emotion humanity had ever known.
1t didn't matter that others were
swindled. They wouldn't be. They
would have TO keep their affection
beautiful and high. They could if
they would only prize it enough
and it was surely worth it. Oh, if
the time would only fly away and
they could be together. Did he find
it hard sometimes and frightfully
lonely? She did.
That comforted her. But with the
morning her unhappiness returned.
She remembered the white, humble
look Max turned upon her when he
said: rs it so terrible to be kissed
by me, Nora Lee:-
! She remembered this now as she
wrote. A viyidness lit up her heart
and trilled along her senses. An ac-
cusing voice whispered: you liked
it." Another answered: Il did not,
1 couldn't help it." I
This inner dialogue continued /:
well, you like Max and it's the
least you might do. He's been pretty
gallant to you"
He spoiled our friendship"
LIPS TO BE KISSED"
ooh, don't be such a fool. You
know that's not honest in you! Your
was agreeable to you. You might
I just as well face the truth-you re
not a vRcuous angel-you have lips
and they like to be kissed the same
as every other woman created"
At this point the accusing presence
in her mind brought before her books
I
had awakened.
She remembered a French novel by
George Sand. Reading that she had
been on fire with a zcst for adyen-
| ture. She read the life Of George
Sand and coming to the part where the
wild young genius had disguised her
self as a man and joined in the frolics
of the students, she had wished that
e.. lei Erovnh awI -s~irl-ad aud dar-
i ing so that Life might be splendid,
with color and romance.
Frequently she had wondered why
things that the world called wrong
were always the things that gave de-
! light.
HOW ABOUT DANE?
| Now she was a great living ache
with her doubts. Was it necessary
for her to live like an old fashioned
monk shutting herself away from all
the sweetness Of life? She didn't
smoke. though she wished TO. Shed
wanted 10 smoke for three years, but
Margaret said wait till you're fin
ished growing" That ought TO be
pretty soon
/ 1t was the same way with cock.
tails. 1t made her seem weak and
as though she couldn't trust herself
to refuse even taste.
And then how did she know the
richest and the fullest way to live
/, How could she be sure-why, even
/: that Dane would keep on loving her
/ She blushed scarlet at <that-feel'
D ing herself a mean traitor TO doubt
him because she couldn't adjust her
self to a world cruel with problems.
She came back 10 her original
trouble: DO ] have TO end this
whatever II is, with Max? Is it 50
wrong to kiss a man? / used q
kiss Andrew and ] liked 70 kiss him
Don't lie 10 yourself, As though An
drew and Max can be compared
LADIES OF OLD
She thought of asking Connie in an
/ indirect way. Connie was stretched
! dangerously on a couch in the corner
She had got hold Of the Memoirs Of
Casanova" Now and then decI
gurgles Of shocked delight escaped her
"Ye gods And they blame us fapper'
for bringing freedom TO the world
What the dear ladies in this old boy
time didn't know She twittered heI
] lips tsuntingly.
2 Sally lay on the bed, staring an
grily at the ceiling. A budding 70
nance with a young college chal
p had suddenly and inexplicably ended
< She was mOrose with despair.
? BATH AS RITUAL.
The three girls were in Nora Lee
j. room waiting their turn to a bait
II was vacation; they were all q
home. On the rare occasions VII"
no one went out. they had all Dc