San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-09-05
LISTEN, WORLD!
By ELSIE ROBINSON
Being a Pal

Ed and ELY are still grabbing about
their vacation. Ed says that ELY
ruined the summer for him. ELY says
it's the other way around. Whichever
ones to blame, it's obvious that the
last two months were a complete flop
for both of them. Here's the low down,
according to Ed:
I'D planned a WOW of trip. Up
to Feather River Canyon. Fishing,
hunting. swimming and everything.
Jim Landers said he'd lend me their
camping outfit. and l had the flivyer
ali gone over. Everything was jake.
Then ELY began TO throw fits. Said
she hated camping. Shed get sun
burned and lame and probably have
poison oak. And fishing bored her to
death. And why couldn't she have as
much right to pick her kind of yaca-
ton as / did? ! mighta known she d
null a line like that. Ever since we've
been married she's grabbed every vaca-
ton show I've ever planned. When she
did 70 along we had TO cart enough
cold cream and powders and face
truck TO load a mule and she made
life miserable for everyone. So when
she started pecving this time l just
said-'Cut IL out. Wen 60 wherever
Won want. Only for the luvva Mike,
shut JJpi,v So we went to a hot
dunn down on the beach where there
wasn't a darned thing to do and you
had to doll up three times day.
Swell vacation-that.
And here's Elly's version: Well,
why shouldn't I choose my kind OF a
vacation? I'm crazy about Ed and
no one can say we're not pals. But
that's no reason why / have to live
in the dirt for two weeks and make
myself fright just to please him, is
it,"
Far be it from me to try to settle
your family row, dearies. But I'll give
YOU something to chew on that may
helm YOU a lot. It's a letter which
arrived in the same mail with yours.
Ramble through Il, then pick your own
moral.
Dear Elsie:
FOR TEN YEARS I WAS TOO
REFINED" TO GO CAMPING OR
ON A HIKE. Part Of the time l
used the tender ages of my boys as
an excuse, but Mr.. Husband found me
out and after he did, he changed. He
used to urge and beg me to go with
him, but after he found me out. he
stopped asking me to go anywhere
at all.
love shows and concerts, and he
does also, but he didn't take me any
more. / cried and nagged bit, but
no use. Finally l made a desperate
effort and planned n trip. took my
- MI M fnnro
for the children. right along, and !
never stopped telling him what l had
to put up with.
I wouldn't hike and 1 spent most
of my spare time looking after my
complexion. Well, he got cross, then
grumpy, then decided he had enough
Of ii. SO We went home. HE TOLD
ME- / WAS NO SPORT, AND HAD
NO "GUTS." Honestly, he did, and
shocked my refined soul most terribly
Elsie. We drifted apart, and he went
away. / didn't feel it much for some
months. then I had a dangerous ill
ness. He did not come to me. felt
my heart breaking. for then awaken.
ed to the fact that HE WAS MY
MAN! When l recovered / packed up
and followed him without telling hun
was coming. He was cool, for just
five minutes-then he realized l had
changed. For two years I've been as
happy as it is possible for a woman Of
my nature to be.
I have "pal-ed" with my man. and
I've hiked till every muscle ached
fished in the scorching sun and climb
ed mountains. with my heart between
my teeth. slept on mother earth ant
cried millions of scamp fire tears,
been so sunburned ] could hardly move
had poison oak till my face looked