Evening star., 1926-03-21
AROUND THE CITY
BY MAMIE LANCASTER.

a fur coat-seal that was muskrat.
And she was telling another woman
that she had decided to marry again.
She had been so lonely since her
husbands death - with Maize too
wrapped up in her family to need her
mamma any more, and the boy dead
YOU may remember l lost him in
the war. OF course, my daughter OBJ
jects. but she has no right to. It's
true Donald is a little younger than
| am, but, as he says, what difference
does that make? And, my dear. he
loves the very ground / walk on! Just
as full OF fun as a boy. and sing-I
wish you could hear him sing!-Just
"a simple little wedding, you know
and be sure and come and see me; I
want you to hear Donald sing-I was
so disappointed that neither of my
children sang. Some way, I could
never get interested in my sons work.
He was crazy over art. you may re-
member. Dear boy, he and his father
seem like fading dreams. Don't for
get, now--well be gone about two
months. | insisted on treating to a
little trip to Bermuda and Panama
The other woman looked as pleas
ant as any photographer could ask
of a sitter, but what she thought was
a little something like this--fOlks in
Bermuda and Panama won't see the
paper:
If two mature people who have lost
the loves of their youth and are lonely,
Join partnership, it means comrade-
ship without disloyalty to the past.
And comradeship is a most wonderful
thing, but
Would you--Would you exchange
the memory of a good and manly hus.
band for tenor full of fun" who
would keep you forever keyed up to
an agOniZing pitch, trying to be as
young as he is. knowing of that ever
dec pening something in your face
that only time can put there? And
the son, whose art, the mother never
cared for:
The woman's memory went back to
the day he said goodbye to his fellow
workers-as white as SNOWFALL In
his ensign uniform. before sailing for
who knows where?
And as he spoke with gallant un-
concern of what might be coming to
him II was noted-by the woman on
the side that into the face and man
ner of each colleague had come a
touch of that awed something we feel
for people who walk in the shadow
of death They didn't know it, but it
was there.
And when the little gust Of fare
we'll friendliness was over and the
last prophet to predict a distinguished
return was rushing his drawing board
TO make up for lost time the woman
stopped her own work long enough to
wonder-in case the boy was called
on to voyage over that uncharted
sea that man may travel but once
if the Great Admiral Of all navies
would land him on an eternal shore
to wing the ways of light with other
haloed beings. or if he would say to
the harbor master:
This boy loved art. Let him learn
arts meaning
If 7 was that harbor MASTER
the woman said it to herself, for nat.
urally no sensible worker in bust
ness hours would bother to listen to
such foolishness-"if I was that har-
Dor master / would put him to work
on the seasons. SO that he could learn
how colors get into flowers, and to
find out-at laSt--how many greens
you have to use for fields and break.
ers and trees. And I'd show him how
to tint the mists that no painter has
ever been able to get on canvas, and
the way to make every prism Of the
light that was never on land or sea.
And when he was through with that
I'd teach him how To-
Look this word over, please.
can't make it out"
That's the way things go in this
world. You can't even try to make