The Washington times., 1929-11-08

I remembered last night. "
"Oh, did you stay awake with
remorse? I'm pleased at that!
She's rather beautiful, isn't
she A winged angel. If you
must have ladies fall from the
very heavens into your arms
I'm glad you pick them pretty"
IT do"
Pat returned the young mans
teasing wink. She was in a
blithe, exhilarant mood for
three beautiful reasons. First
she had read of the accident
and was comforted that he had
not carelessly forgotten. Her
shining romance could now rip
pie along in it's high, sweet
key.
Second they we're here at the
st. Francis dancing and sup,
ping. They were celebrating
for the lost last evening. 1t
was the first time they had
been dancing together. Pat
sighed with rapture when her
step fell in with his-happliy
easily. They swept along in
buoyant rhythm. What re-
lief from gawky Peter Thomp-
son and from babyfaced Lew
Wills. Quite proud she was to
have the tall. supple young
man at her side.
And third, a hope she had
held for the last year and a
half was now to be realized,
This morning she received no.
tice that she would be admitted
for the fall session at Stanford.
The future beamed both for
her head and her heart.
And suppose" said Guy, as
he led her to table and noted
with a secret delight the radi-
ance in her eyes, that you'll
give up all frivolity and go find
yourself a career? / hope you
don't mean to get awfully wise
and efficient. You won't turn
into one of these Mrs. Aliases
with the world on their shoul-
ders and telling everyone else
when to step and how"
Pat sighed. Don't you like
capable ladies? Well, you must
admit it's big problem for us
sweet young things to solve.
Shall we find our souls and lose
our gentlemen friends? Or shall
we chuck the career and grab
the man?"
Cant you have both?"
"Bolony! Remember the fable
of the dog with the fine Juicy
bone in his teeth? AS he crosses
the bridge he looks into the
water and sees his image with
another bone. He opens his
mouth to grab it. Presto-he
loses both. That's about the way
it is with us poor trails today.
1--WE can be glum and pure,
yet win our man and hold him:
we can be merry and bad, there
will be men to die for us. But
the lady doesn't live who can
take love, yet retain freedom"
What an optimistic young
feminist you are!"
Pat sighed. Four years. So
much could happen. And he,
whom she found so enchanting,
might pass as so often joyous
dreams do. Again she sighed.
I'm still here, Miss Pat. Why
the sighs?"
II was just wondering what
my four years will bring"
What do you want them to
bring? Love? Pat-have you
ever been in love?"
Five or twenty times, more
or less"
Mo- mean real love-"
"Oh, why should one crave
love? The minute we get it we
are bound; another has thrall
upon US"
you've loved like thatP Tell
me, Pat!"
He leaned across the table,
searching her young. revealing
eyes.
Not yet! And in the next
four shawn't have time for
the grand passion on such
magnificent Scale!"
"Pat-you can't propheSy
about the emotions. You can't
know how you'll feel in four
years.
1t burst from her like a
happy flame: In four years
I'll feel just as I do now!"
And then? Pat, what do you
intend to make of yourself?"
Some kind of laboratory as