The Bozeman courier. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1919-1954, 1927-01-28

men were mostly unrespOnsive, bored, dry;
those without men had to take trouble to
show they didn't care, and at the same time
decOrously to attract any rowing masculine
attention that might possibly be turned
in their direction.
And all of them had to take trouble to be
young, slim, and fashionable.
From her safe harbOrage Eva Concern
sighed with relief that she had done with
all this effort, this anxiety.
For her the game was over.
Hilda Wake spoke of a woman they both
knew who had run away" chow childish
that sounded, but weren't they all rather
childish? p with a rather disreputable sort
of man. And again Eva shuddered inward
ly with relief to think how safe, safe she
was.
She watched the women dancing to the
harsh, tearing music, some in love, sOme
trying to be in love, some clutching eager
~ at life coming towards them, some
clutching desperately at life going away
from them; some just seeking respite, with
brOwS wrinkled with anxiety under the
merciful shade of the high hats; some fad
ed with ease, bored, dull, smiling mechan-
ically.
"Oh, thank God it is all over for met"
They went on to a picture exhibition.
An unknown artist had become suddenly
fashionable; Hilda Wake wanted to see his
stuff, that she might be able to talk
about it; every one had been to see these
grave queer pictures.
The work was good. Eva Concern felt a
touch of stalgia; the silence of the gal
lery, that flat, top light, the couple OF
critics making notes, the red stars in the
corner, of the picture frames, the whole at.
mosphere Of work, ambition, competition
and hero, success.
There was a statue in the center Of the
perhaps by now" thought Eva, 't
I'd stuck at it I might"
Don't understand any Of it, do your
smiled Hilda.
"NOt q thinWb
;, Not one Of her present friends knew tina
she had been at an art school.
Her thought went on; Thank God that
: too, is over; that wild impossible dream
and that no one knows"
? They went home comfortably in he
: Limousine, comfortably to her cOmfortabl
= room. Placid, quiet, comfortable.
I. The children were all home for thei
holidays, but only Harry was ia the house
e He sat by the thistle, looking out into tn
J. winter dark.
mo, he'll be q bit late tonight" he SAID
a "I'm glad, I rather want to talk to you"
DO you, dear2 That's nice"
: ut isn't--very."
! gave a pretty artificial amber glow to th
luxury, the comfort, the ease.
Why, Harry, what's the matter2"
She sensed hat Harry, kind, ordinar.
dutiful Harry, was In trouble. Queer. TrOJ
i bic had never been associated with Harr
as child, boy or youth. Looking at hi
Eva thought, Hes a man now" She ha
Z scarcely realized that before.
He was standing beside the thistle, thic
set, reliable, pleasant, like Timothy. "I'V
i come to an end" he jerked out. II can
4 go IN.
Cant go on with what, Harry2" 81
was amazed, TUNED.
with the engineering. I can't go on
But Harry, you liked it, you've done
we'll
mo 1 haven't. I always hated It. ana r.
III fool at IL really, Only father always Too
it for granted-and Il seemed so obvious
was Just showed In. And a fellow dOesn
like to kick up q row. Things weren't
easy then, I didn't want to make a fus