The Wyandotte herald. (Wyandotte, Mich.) 1879-1943, 1939-06-23


~ claimed me, given me all the
~ intoxication of high hopes, and
left me cold with the descent
to earth
Dear Fancy, mine, you do not
make my love hopeless. You draw
for me a picture-and / see him
coming-strength in his arms and
chivalry in his soul. ! meet him,
somewhat breathless, where the ap-
pie blossoms sweep low-and love
shuts out from vision all but just
us two. Ah-Fancy, that is what
you do for me.
Leave me, tickle Fancy. ! do not
want dreams and airy things. There
are no apple blossoms down the
street. Nor is he coming, strong
and true, to clasp me in his arms.
From my window in this noisy
hotel, I see only arid, sandy beach,
and noisy vendors of vulgar wares.
OF my love-dream collegian liv-
yer has made havoc-a co!legian
flivver, whose rattle vies with that
of the Boston Elevated. And my
lover munches shot dogs" with a
painted fiapperl
Yet, though the setting be COM
monplace, hearts ache, and there is
no consolation.
He doesn't understand. How could
one, with my tender sensibilities, go
with him in that horrid, horrid
thing? All I said was: Really, Ar
thur dear, couldn't 60 in that wick
ed-looking, noisy thing Its colors
are atrocious, and it's name Moan
ing Lizzie is a dissertation. Of its
rattle shan't say a word, for it
is indescribable.
He turned on me then. Edith"
he said, this is the tenth time you
have spoken slightingly of my car.
1t is the last straw. If you won't
come to the dance in that, you shall
never get a chance to go in it
again."
He hesitated a moment. l made
no move.
"Good-by," he said, and left.
Later / saw them come out to-
gether, he and that plebian Toots
Brown. They bought shot dogs"
nasty, common "hot dogs" from
a man at a stand, then crept into
that horrid, horrid tin, while /
watched with breaking heart.
Never did / let him eat "hot
dogs" The things will make. him
sick. Oh why, oh why, did I come
to hotel where there are people
like TootS Brown!
I see, in my minds eye, me, 60
ing back to the city, living, day aft
er day, dull, emotionless. One mad
week of love behind me-countless
sad years stretching ahead. shall
work the harder, the better to drown
my sorrow. Perhaps in a year !
shall be Mr.. Loring's secretary. Ger
tainly I shall be no Victorian era,
heart-broken maiden but a woman
of the world who will get to the top
Of the ladder. d
He, a struggling lawyer with a
number of little Toots Browns
around his knee, will marvel and
say regretfully: II might have had
the love of Edith Manning-and l
chose instead Toots Brown"
And IL shall never forget him,
though none shall guess at the can
ker in my heart. Wise was the per-
son who said:
Its better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at ALL"
Whatever sadness love will bring.
yet I would not be the being to whom
that supreme experience of life has
been denied.
Hush-what do l hear? Can it be
that they are coming home already?
Surely nothing but the Moaning
Lizzie" sounds like that.
Yes, there he is, helping her out.
He is all smiles, too. Oh-they are
Haunting their happiness at me!
must not-I must not cry. My
eyes will look so funny.
Morning-at last it is morning! l
slept / did not think would. I
must slip into my bathing suit and
take ducking before breakfast.
Glorious, glorious day. Arthur
was on the porch when | came
down.
"'Lo!" he called in that CHEEKY
voice of his, and as though nothing
were amiss. You're late this morn
ing. I've waited an hour for you.
Let's hustle, or Well never be back
in time for breakfast"
looked at him coidly. why"
said I. didn't you 60 down to the
water with Toots Brown, instead of
waiting for uninteresting met"
Arthur can be very domineering.
He looked at me in stern way.
Nov, Edith" he said, taking my
hand and making me walk beside
him, don't be . silly goose. Toots
Srown is nothing in my young life.
Why when that girl comes out of
the ocean she and her complexion
have parted company"
thought with complacence of NV
own pink and white skin, which SUI
fered no damage from water.
Nevertheless" I replied with as
perity, "you enjoy her company sui.
ficiently to take her out in your afro
cious tin can"
Thoro INNS O l;ra - -~-s>< S~x~.