The Washington times., 1931-03-12
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Mrs. Lorrimer, Mary Lou ana
TraverS Lorrimer went to Lake
Placid after accompanying
Mac" to the splendid sani-
tarium into which Lorrimer had
gained admittance for him. The
doctor in charge expressed ex-
treme optimism and was certain
of a complete cure. Macs
routine was to be simple enough,
consisting of food and the keen,
cold, mountain air and rest
principally rest. He was heart
breakingly grateful to Lorrimer.
Gee, Lieutenant" he kept
saying, "gee, I don't see why you
go to all this trouble for mel"
The least he could do, he as
sured Mary Lou, for this great
guy" was to get we'll. And his
dark eyes glittered in his
emaciated face with an amaz-
ing resolution.
Mac had been very good medi-
cine for Lorrimer. For once,
Lorrimer was forced to disre-
gard himself and think of some
one else. Mary Lou had started
him on the road to this particu-
lar cure for the sick ego, and
Mac complied it for him. Un-
willing to tell the little man,
who admired him so greatly, of
his long, relaxed surrender to
nerves and retrospective hor-
rorS, he had compelled himself
to play a part, that Of the nor
NAL, robust, rather inSenSitive
man who accepts everything, in
cluding war and its attendant
tragedies, in his stride. And in
performing this role he had
been obliged to listen, on his
many visits to McEwen, to in
terminable floods of reminis-
censeS, some gay and ribald,
some dark with remembered
despair. Much that he had
forced to the back of his mind,
things which lay buried in his
subconScious mind. were, per-
force. dragged to the sunlight,
mulled over, discussed, COM
nrented upon.
A DARK Future
For Mac, invalided all these
years, by reason Of his lame
ness and the gassed lungs, had
had little in the way of a
future to look forward to; had
become reconciled to a slow
death. and lived, almost ex-
clusively, IN his memory Of
those brief and action-crammed
years, into which he had
packed, it seemed, his entire
life. Mac looked backward
with clear, rather humorous
and quite unresentful eyes. "It
:. was a great war while it lasted"
Mac said. His. conversation,
therefore, while with Lorrimer,
turned for the most part, upon
the events through which they.
mutually, had lived. And Lor-
rimer had to listen. had to
talk, and, so, came gradually,
to unburden himself of much
that had been fostering in mis-
mind, eating at the frayed
edges of his nerves, Sinking
through his thoughts, the dark,
starved rats of unhealthy
memory.
And thus, playing his part,
with a metaphorically bitten
lip, and stiffened spine, Lori
mer came to find laughter
again, in memories, and pity
and a healing loss of self.
After leaving Mac at the
sanitarium, the Lorrimers md
Mary Lou went on to Placid,
where they had two glorious
weeks of winter sport. Mary
Lou had not bob-sledded,
skated, skied and snoW-Snoed
in high, glorious, mountain air
since her childhood, when, for
a short time, she and her
parents had been at st. Moritz,
in Switzerland. At Placid,
Jenny Wynne and her elder
brother and his wife joined
them for the last week, and so
Mrs. Lorrimer, with a wholly
womanly regard Cor lovers. in
vited Larry up for the final
weekend, and Larry came,
every red hair on his head
flaming with satisfaction, hav-
ing combined business with
pleasure, in persuading his
editor to allow him to do a
special article upon the winter
antics of the fortunate rich,
to be read by Shivering stenog-
raphers and clerks clinging' to
straps in the subway trains
which propelled them to their
business of earning a living.
The New Press Agent
He had obtained the press,
agent job, he told Mary Lou,
which was to exploit an Eng
Ish revue, coming to town in
the early spring He didn't, he