San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-08-31

to win their regard; feeling
herself a failure because
none of them chose to notice
her. 1t was shameful. Why,
it almost made it seem that men were
really superior-else why all the fuss
about them?
She-Nora Lee-would stoop to
none of this. Neither Maxwell Reed
nor all the brilliant fellows of the
earth would cause her to step aside.
She would 20 her lighted way freely,
| ignoring them, walking on them
On. no wonder everything was in a
muddle and you couldn't decide which
were the beautiful things and whether
to love or to work, nor what was
right, when all people thought about
was this mean little flirting and trick
ing.
An indignant flash blazod out at
him from her eyes. She said fiercely.
Certainly. Mr.. Reed-I1l be delighted
to walk to the Point!'
He checked an impulse to laugh.
What blazing little whirlwind-an.
CRY. perhaps because he had not agreed
with her-angry for things he had
said.
She gazed resoluteIy toward the
sky. Long, rosy clouds went back and
forth as though the angels leaned from
heaven and shook their robes of It's
sue. shot with flame. Morning touched
the sky with that transparent flush !:
morning polished all the leaves and
filled the wind with this intoxicating
freshness.
Suddenly they turned a bend in the
road. A great pine struck its branches
dark and stately on the sky-lone pill
grim reaching upward with its beauty
from the earth.
Nora Lee sighed. If. all things were
lovely like this and one didn't have to
keep up this incessant wondering
about what to do and what not to do.
She stole glance at the mans
face. 1t had leisurely, tolerant look.
He was talking pleasantly about the
islands in the bay. They were won
derful. He intended some day to own
an island; people it as he wished; lay
out world after his own devices
Why was she angry with him?
He was not to blame, perhaps, be-
cause people were not as delightful
as trees.
She said: "You can lay out the
gardens as you wish, but you can't
make human beings any different than
they are"
"Are they so wretched and de-
plorable in your opinion, Miss
Meadows? What is your particular
grudge this neat winters morning
against the human racer"
She was baffled a moment, for her
resentments and uncertainties were
all vague. She frowned and drew a
deep, solemn breath. Suddenly she
said: "Well-I think the worst thing
of all is the lack of friendship be-
tween men and women. Unless a girl
amuses a man and does a lot of silly
things, she's usually left alone. i
think that's extremely sad. 1t puts
relationship on such a shabby basis.
Some Of the best women in the world
are neglected because they won't stoop
TO all the little tricks men seem to
like.
"The world would be far more en-
chanting if we were all men or all
women. So many unpleasant things
would be abolished"
you're not meaning to abolish love,
are your"
what you call love would be the
very first thing to go!"
what do 1 call lover"
"All that make-belieye and sham
and cheating"
THAT we looked at last night!
You're angry with me for things
said. Why, I'm not deluded by that,
Miss Meadows. I'm not calling that
love. i only say that men and won.
en- aren't quite as rascally as you
seem to thing. Being on the verge Of
old age 1 no longer see the world as
only black and white-I see all manner
of grays running between the two
think there may even be the touch OF
beauty in some Of this cheating you SO
despise. At least there is lot of dar-
ing in some of it."
"No-it isn't courage"
"Yes-I think it may be-the girls
of today are plunged headlong into
new world-a world breaking with
tumult. For aeons the world &c
woman was a long corridor of closed
doors. She went down a clear, we'll
marked hallway. She had no occa
sion to wonder; to pause and ask
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