The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-07-01

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Chapter ~.
Sandy asked Judith = question.
She asked it--and waited as though
her life hung on Judith's answer.
They talked of men and love and
marriage. What kind Of girl does
a man most love? How does one
keep beauty in the great emotion,
once it is theirs? How cherish It
through all the pettiness Of every
day life so that it may remain love-
~ and supreme! AZ long - there
is girl left in the world, whether
she be saint or spinster or flapper,
these questions will be trembhns'y
asked. u
Judith said: "When 1 love I'll
never stop to haggle about ito
wonder or doubt. i'll throw every
thing to the winds-evcrything-and
follow hint"
Sandy pu. her hand against the
deep pocket Of her sweater. Three
letters wcro pinned there. They
were from Ramon. They filled her
with excitement and unrest. As
though she were wading into high,
warm watcrs-going out further and
further till they piled up-breast
|high-ncck high: till she laughed
and let herself sink; till she was
drowning in Q flood Of guiltiness and
Eyes, Jude! But suppose you
weren't. free to follow him? Sup
pose you were as I, married to an
other and couldn't throw everything
to the winds-what then?"
It was Z o'clock-the middle Of No
vembcr. They sst in the big, old
Mcneil kitchen, a roaring fire in
the stove. They had been talking
for hours examining in whole cen.
turtles of gossip over this farewell
meal.
Judith came down over the week
end. She was leaving on the night
1 train. And this was the first after.
noon they had the least chance for
ANY kind Of chummy privacy. a
Sunday-Angus sitting with his
wife: Alice at Madeline's helping
with tho new baby.
| So Sandy and Judith talked and
talked. They laid out all their
thoughts for each other.
Now Judith became silent. She
sat with her eyes d0wn--large eyes
with very thick, stubby leshes. She
had large mouth. too. Sandy loved
Judith'B mouth--strong and fiery
Looking at her, Sandy thought: III
III were . man I'd like to be loved
By Judith"
"What would you do then il YOU
weren't free to marry him? II yot
were tied to another?'
"That couldn't happen to me!y
"You mean you couldn't be pushes
or driven or crucified into > loveles'
marriage? You don't know, Jude
lhow you'd feel II your mother CAM
crying and crying to You ana tell
ing you that you'd lowered her hear
to the dust and trampied on it,"
Sandy bit her lips: "0f course
I you wouldn't have been driven to II
Jude. And neither would It
weren't utterly worthless. Some
t times I think il was what Ally call
my almighty conceit' that got m
into it. / thought ! was 50 gorgeou
e Il could do whatever wanted wit
4 a man. LotsD girls think that
J. "They load up with knockou
trousseau and they have visions Q
e the man falling in q faint with -
: constituent when he sees them ]
these filmy wisps. The girl think
all she has to do is to lower he
0 beautiful eyes, pass before him wit
: floating drapes and has going Z
drop on his knees perfectly mut
with alteration. And she'll run tn
} show and it's all going to be Yer
lcxotic and poetic She's due TO
;. quite an awakening. Men aren't
sensitive to these needle-peint refine
ments. Look 1t all they ExQuisits
] who n.arry corn beef and caboas
wives!"
This grated on judith, who fancie
herself and her mate standing %
the edge Of q flame lit world Gndt
moon and stars, swept together 1
the majesty 81 elemental passion.
"May6e lit couldn't hsppen to 70
Jude. But it's happened to lots I
girls. And lots Of love ymarriags
b turn out wrong. Suppose that can
to you and then later you met
si'd tsk4 it, said Judith breatl
lessly. "When You greatly love "a
have no choice. It's not love II.
can be. denied. It's not the NIGH
thinE-the' one, Dfeaf, trtmendou
thing, because when it's that 1t
bigger than yen IT lsOr anyone.
YOU'D 4at4 Il even e y0u swel
married - an6ther - . Whjspsr'
Sandy. Her. 6hiots were hot. ~
One Of those iStters III her poek
had come Saturday m9rnings q