The Wilmington morning star., 1947-11-10
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@cMARGARET NICHOLS


Teresa's she said, II called on
Miss Winstead the other day to /
see how she was getting on"
"How is she?"
Edna shook her head mega
lively. "The prognosis isn't
good. I can't help but think how
much better it would have been
if Winnie had married her |
worthless lover. There's almost
nothing quite as bad as a thing !
unfinished. She'll always tell
herself that if she had married
him, perhaps she would have !
reformed him of his evil had
it's and they would have been
happy together. You think OF
her as an old woman, don't
you? When love comes late to
woman, the emotional impact
is terrific. When I think of her
and her man, whoever he was,
and when I think of Donald,
my husband, and myself, / have
a hard time believing in
JUSTICE
''Why?"
because it seems to me ii
would have been more just If
Donald had lived and Winnie's
: man had died. In death she
could revere him and be his
grieving widow. She'd be far
happier than she is now, living
in dreams of what might have
, been if thus and so had or had
, not happened and wondering
, where he is and being very sure
he in need and needs her. Yes
t I know. She's poor insignifi-
: cant, almost old woman living
: next door to charity. Who cares
: what she feels and endures? II
she were young and beautiful
she'd be a figure of tragedy.
She'd have news value. But I
care. Perhaps it's the caring Of
one homely woman for another
7 We are not all born beautiful,
!. though there are many times
when we'd give 10 years of our
lives just to feel beautiful.
That's what Donald did for me.
! He made me feel beautiful. For
the five years we had together
t really believed that I was"
"Only five years."
eyes. He was a handsome
man. always knew when peo-
= = pie met us for the first time
they thought, why on earth did
: he marry her?' Not for my ma
t terial resources. He had a great
:. deal more money than my par
S ents left me. He loved met
was simply that-and to him l
f was pretty. He liked to buy me
), Jewels and furs. But he wasn't
e kidding himself or me. It took
S me long time to realize, too
e long, that he really thought I
was beautiful" She turned her
S head and looked at Alison.
!. ''Speaking of Miss Winstead's
: prognosis reminds me that Nj
j, cola's isn't good either, I'm
afraid. I wouldn't worry about
S her if, by some miracle, she
would never grow a day older.
0 It's funny but there's a time
when you're too young to do the
I things you want to do and a
tirne when you're too old for
the things you want to do to
be becoming to you. The time
between, the right time for
everything, is so short. You slip
over the line into being too old
so quickly you can't believe it.
Well, here you are home. I'm
having lunch with Teresa to-
morrow. She'll talk about Sam
as if they've never been mar
ried."
"Thank you for a memorable
Christmas, Edna"
"Philip and I wanted you,
dear. We always want you when
. you want to come. The house
needs a young hostess with
| trailing velvet gowns and dewy
| with diamonds. The setting is
| there but the jewels are absent
1.-THE mother and the children.
|; It's too big a house for a widow
| and a bachelor. Give Suzy my
II love :"
| She found Suzy playing with
| her toys in the living romm.
Toys spread over the velvety
| gray rug in the lovely formal
| room was another innovation
that could indubitably be traced
directly to Sam.
| Annette willingly and laugh
ingly explained it.
"Mr. Tarrant said it was too
cold and drafty for her to play
IIupstairs in her room. So he
brought all of her things down
here. put 'em behind the sofa
at night before l leave so you
can't see 'em, but the next day
l she drags 'em all out again.
|just can't keep this room lookin'
like anything"
"Don't apologize. I like it this
way"
Suzy patted a place on the
rug. "Sit down with me, Ali
son. Look at my books {.
When Alison dropped lithely
on the rug beside her, Annette
said, "See the weight Suzy's
takin' on. She eats at Mr.. Tar
rants farm. Plenty of cream in
the milk she gets there. can't
oct her red coat buttoned across