The Washington times., 1928-02-14
Famous Author
On a Vital
Topic
BY Beatrice Fairfax

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4 lust Janet" and happiness.
Here Is her letter:
Dear Miss Fairfax:
81 hope you will find time to
give me some of your wonderful
advice.
Almost three years ago. ! met
q young man with whom
promptly fell in love. It was not
q foolish sort of love. but some-
thing wonderful. which seemed
to come from the very depths of
my soul.
And that feeling was mutual.
We got along very nicely and
had many wonderful times to-
gether.
He slIved almost 200 miles
away, but managed to get to the
city In which I live at least once
or twice each month. I met his
parents and many OF his other
relatives, and they liked me very
much. / liked them equally well
In return.
Last July 10th, to be exact,
! received a note from Jack, tell
ing me he had arrived in the
city during the night, unexpect-
edly. He told me he was staying
at friends home and asked me
to call him up there at 10
o'clock that morning. You see,
haven't a phone in my home.
was helping mother until
quarter after 10. Then put
eNWN III L.
brelIa because it was raining
very hard and walked in the
rain about three blocks just to
cali him up.
The lady of the house in
formed me that Jack was not
up, but She would cali him. l.
told her all right, would hold
the line. She called him and he
sent this message: ASK her to
call me later, because / am not
mp yet.
Being very Quick-tempered,
told the lady / could not possibly
call him again. because it was
raining too hard for me to come
70 the drug store again. Then I
hung up and returned home.
told my mother the story amid
tears and she agreed that /
had done right.
Ny mother went out that
afternoon, and stayed home
alOne. because I felt very blue.
While she was gone, Jack came.
I Jumped on him, right away and
told him was through and would
give him back his letters. ]
valued these letters so highly.
But I was hurt and angry and
didn't stop to reason what the re-
suit might be.
He did not say word but
stood staring at me. / gave him
his letters. / would. not look at
him, for knew IL I did / could
not stay angry. He took the let
ters and continued to stare at
me. Finally he said, We'll,
guess that Is all, Janet Then he
back, but didn't.
I He was in town again in Au-
gust and drove with his chum to
my house. He stayed outside in
the machine. His friend told me
that Jack still loved me, but was
ashamed to come in.
II refused to go out and talk
TO him, or invite him In, because
] didn't want to give in first.
From that day until this, have
not heard from him. / have never
forgotten him for one moment,
even though I have been going
around with other young men. l
would give anything to see him
again.
Wont you please tell me what
you think OF it all? will do
LUST JANET"
Do you know the secondary
definition Of pride, Janet dear? 1t
Is an "inordinate sense of ones
own superiority; arrogance"
Jack did rude thing under the
circumstances when he failed to
come to the telephone to receive
your message. You rightly refused
to go out in the rain a second
time. That was true pride.
But why would you not listen
calmly when he came to your
home that afternoon to explain
and apologize? Extremely sleepy
persons often talk without know.
ing what they say, as you know
IL you ever called out in response
TO a summons, Eyes, I'm up"
then went straight to sleep again.
My dear. love is too sweet, too
precious, to lose for no real rea-
HOn. Jack is the same Jack; you
are the same Janet as before the
foolish quarrel.
Write this very day and tell
Jack how sorry YOU are because
you refused to forgive and forget,
and how you miss him. That is
the truthful. womanly thing to do.