Glacier County chief. [volume] (Browning, Mont.) 1931-1940, 1940-09-13

great master OF the moods of men
but no man has ever yet directed a
woman.
My marriage wasn't anythinp-a
girl who retreated from battle. Being
beaut!ful-she was loved by other men
II allowed her every liberty and was
kind-for I knew we'll that freedom
was Just another Jail and that in time
her tired wings dropping, she would
fly away, home again-for who was
after alone hour day was enough
to possess such a jewel-women dote
on slender fellows the Clark Gables
and the Spencer Tracys-so l lust
worked on my camera, and thanked
the dear God my father had been one
who reaped wealth because he had
been different from the rest Of man
kind.
$50 I watched the lost bird getting
used to its cage. Soon it sang a little
when 1t found no one intended to hurt
1t. l made no attempt TO touch its
featherS-and 1t wasn't long before it
would stroke them against my hand.
Within six months it sang all over the
house until began to think what a
desert my life had been before I heard
such singing.
You see, she'd been In bird shops
where a hundred other birds sang with
her-and she just thought she was like
all the rest. l knew d!fferent-being
the son OF freak I had learned a
great deal about women-moSt OF the
So-called truths upon which men
thrive, go in one objectionable goes
in another-o4e that men have not
so far considered-is basic-if you open
a school you close a jail merely
opened a school for the girl I mar
rled and closed the jail she d been in
all her ife-even now in scared mo-
mentS she looks around for bars and
finds none.
Il watched her come back rather
bashfuly TO me-a jaller who holds
visible string"
Suppose you lost her." said Barney
Sloan.
The stranger paused.
I've thought OF that to the bitter
end, he Saiu. Shes not mine TO lose
but free spirit wandering IN the uni
verse. To try TO own her would be like
having all OF Mr.. ROckeieIIer's pos
sessions. At the most shall have had
her but a secOrd in the aeons OF eter-
nity-f she flies aWay-mlue will be
but bare ruined bower where late
sweet bird sang-but that will have
been all right Will have been enough
If needs be-so long Us its so decreed.'
No man moved. Even Confucius stood
silently by.
Even out of that catastrophe some
good will come-I shall have been a
man who held u golden bird in a cage
Of invisible bars-that will have been
g-inoeed-indeed.'
Barney Sloan held his glass for wine,
then said to Jarnegan:
"Jack-a great man Is among us.
Let us drink to him"
YES" said the stranger, The IS our
host"
Jarnegan stood up. mo. by God-he's
the fellow who came from the casting
bureau"
Thank you," said the Falstaffian
stranger. whose chair creaked as he
rose. This is compliment"
The glasses touched.
ITO Alvin Cosgrave," said Richard
Benson.
They went slowly to the living room.
Its been splendid meeting you"
said Jarnegan. "A fresh breeze even in
this wind"
THANK you, Mr.. Jarnegan-al things
come about In time"
That's right" affirmed Jarnegan.
Eyes indeed made a wager with
my wife only the other day that I'd
meet you on my own terms. I dis
cussed 1t with my friend here" The
heavy man glanced amiably at Barney
rs he your friend?" snapped Jarne-
gan. MY God!"
"Yes-he often comes to our house