Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-02-21
SUB ROSA
Trying to Get Over Him.
BY MIMI.

Julia had lost her man. He'd gone
away forever. For weeks the unbe.
lieyable fact had been staring her in
the race. He was gone. Sharp knives
or pain tore through her as little
things reminded her of him.
Day after day she rushed to the
telephone with Il fresh hope that per
haps, after all. 1t had been n mistake.
Perhaps he was coming back Each
time new disappointment sent her sob.
bling back To bed.
She couldn't touch food. she couldn't
bear TO talk. Her family's attempts to
dlvert her were met with hvsteria
How could she bear to talk when she
was thinking Of how he'd looked that
last night, thinking of his hands, his
eyes
Stella called-her best friend
julie, dear. I'm fixing up a little
party tonight. Wouldn't it brace YOU
up to come over and meet some new
menu
She got no further. Julia shrieked
with horror. She never wanted to see
man again. What man could com
pare with the wonderful hero she'd
lost? Sobbing. she flung herself away
from the telephone. A party-she to
go 10 party to meet new men, AS il
any man could put out of her mind
the memory of certain pair of broad
shoulders. the feel of a rough blue
serge suit under her cheek. If only
she could die.
Thus Julia for six months or more
dragged her lingering grief through a
series of dull, listless, miserable days
Shirley had been given the air, too.
And Shirley was a sincere young per-
son who had loved her jeff thoroughly.
His sudden leave-taking: his abrupt
bewildering. beartrending note of
final farewell had left .her dazed and
shaken.
Her heart was as completely broken
as had been pretty Julia's, but her
brain was q different matter.
Shirley's brain was a cool. smooth
working bit of machinery, which said
to her: Now, Shirley my girl. you're
in for bad time. See how quickly
YOU can get it over with
So q white-faced and listless maiden
forced herself to smile at the well
I meant quips of the family--deter-
minedly ate food which tasted like
hot Goals: refused to give up interest
in her books.
Her heart continued to bleed, but
her brain kept her in order. Her brain
told her that if she set her teeth and
stuck to the business of trying to for
get cheerully her reward would be
short term OF suffering.
Her friends tried to help her. They
suggested dance. Three new men on
the party. Would she care to try it?
She hated the idea. No one in the
world would or could dance just the
way Jeff had. And music, Shed hear
music that would make her remember.
Still, she must be wise.
Shirley went to her dance. 1t wasn't
go bad after all. True, they did play
some things that reminded her of last
year, but there was some marvellous
new music, too. She caught herself
humming one of the fox trots. actually
humming.
OF course, all the boys We're dull
that is. all except one. He wasn't
good-looking, of course-nothing like
jeff.
But he was funny and nice. had
cute laugh, and he made her smile.
He would be nice friend to have,
even If she didn't ever want to fall in
love again. When he asked when he
might see her again, she was pleased,
actually pleased. After all, there were
other things in the world besides love.
There was companionship.
At home that night Shirley kicked
supper OH, nuNlhnnS the new ioA'troI.
THAT boy had an awfully cute
SMILE" she told herself pleasantly.
Shirley, you see, was getting over
it i'm the right way; not through long,
dreary days of suffering, not through
pandering to that broken heart. but
through steady application to the
business of being cheerful
Mimi would be glad to answer any in
auiries directed to this paper provided
stamped addressed envelope is inclosed.