Henderson daily dispatch. (Henderson, N.C.) 1914-1995, 1936-09-28
CHAPTER 5

II CAN'T answer for myself, ,
Kathleen said in answer to AiiX'G
question about being in love with
man you did not really know. y
don't think one person is ever
qualified to be judicial about such
things in regard to another. Per-
haps, could. l don't know. Our
approaches to love depend on
forces and circumstances. Per-
haps if | were a dreamer, ro-
manifest, l might. Are you a
dreamer, AliX 2"
81 can't answer that question,
Kathleen. / guess look like one"
"You do. Sometimes you sit and
muse and it seems that your spirit
has gone away to far places and
you must be recalled"
Dora Carey used to say that
whether AliX was thinking of a
meat course for lunch or was lost
in fight of fancy, she wore that
look of nisty-eyed dreaming and
her mouth parted in the same half
srlile.
I'm practical if that's what you
mean" AliX said presently. 81
don't dream of impossible things"
(Wasn't dreaming of John Sayre
impossible 81 do go off in
searching journeys sometimes try
ing to find way to make some
thing of my life. Oh, Kathleen, 1
can't be a secretary forever, TAX
ing notes, opening mail, writing
letters. An automaton's life is a
dreary one."
But what do you want to do?"
Kathleen probed.
"There are lots of things I'd like
to do but I have no training, no
means of knowing what can do.
When I had to go to work to earn
my own living, there was no time
to prepare for a creative career
which I wanted. There was only
enough money and time for me to
go to a secretarial school. I'd like
to have gone to an art school,
learned to write, learned to create
envy the girls in the advertising
agency who do that. I guess my
trouble is I lack direction, I like
too many things. I could be happy
writing, slletching, decorating but
she shrugged her shoulders
"someday I'll find the thing I want
to do"
II know how you feel. The neec
in people TO create things, to dc
some work gives one purpose, Alix
have it, too. Cousin Helen
that's Kims mother-has cottage
at Easthampton and she wants me
to spend the summer there. Blu
I'm doing some cataloguing fol
father and it gives me such a pleas
ant, satisfactory. feeling to know
that I'm doing some work. Loci
here, I've been trying my hand a.
some sculpturing. See what you
think of it." Kathleen walked
across the room and brought bach
a board covered with tiny nodded
figures in plasticene.
kathleen, what funw AliX bent
over the board and studied the fig.
-. ures. Her eyes danced with merri.
ment.
Don't tell me-" she said quickly
"Don't tell me what they are.
know they're"-she looked ur
hesitatingly. Are they :!
Isn't this the Philosopher and this
she touched the second figure-''h is
wife, The Thin Woman, and this
Is Pan ?"
THE Crock of Gold," Kathleen
said solemnly and held out hei
right hand to Alix. you're the
only person who ever recognized
them. This is the beginning of q
beautiful friendship, Alix, my girl
You liked it, didn't you?"
II like everything James
Stephens ever wrote. Do you know
his charming poem to all small
creatures 2"
1t was one o'clock and Kathleen
and Alix were still exploring each
others minds, delighted with the
harmony of tastes they found. 1
TITS very satisfactory way to
have fun, molding this stuff, "
Kathleen said. picking up one of