Show I THE PARABLE OF THE I TWO WOMEN N 1 BY ADA T TWO WO girls gins Were T talking ns- ns In their last year ear at school during durin one 0 of those thoe hair brushing confidences that hal correspond rno host t nearly J arl to the head cad which men Indulge Indulge- in when their feet arc on their desks men place their feet hl high h enough and nd have a tow few ct free moments nil all th the sense and nonsense In them then eema to tD pour our out of their wl open side open e-open mouths mouthe The Tho girls talk of the future futuro and of or that liat which all are orA seeking seeking happiness h happiness f I Said aid the girl with the brown c ce eyes cs How stupid of you ou to talk of n R career ca ca- ca- ca reed reer The only career for foi a woman 1 la marriage e M My mother mothel nays HD'S so and I Iam Im am m sure she is right I intend to 0 merr marry larry ns as soon an R I can to hl m c a ionic home and nd children I am m in satisfied to become be- be come ome an old fashioned Homan woman Better be e old fashioned than H R fr freak rraI aK With that candor of ot school da day Eden before the sn fI serpent of self ness ess in the guise ulse of ot len veness Invades Invades In- In vades ades the ray gray girl answered The Other Side I h 11 T i iris Un nolo 1 T n I once nee Ho TIc Wt was vH a co ed In n the same school chool with me Ine but he dl didn't nt have cod coed co- co od ed d Idea Ideas The moment I said Ill Til see sec and nd he lie thought I 1 said Yes he ite s-rabb s grabbed In my n shoulders shoulder with n a cave e man grip and said You are mine I drew back and looked at him and all an m my sentimental sentimental senti senti- mental Ideas vanished How I 1 said aid You l know no as aR well weB as Ill T J do that nobody is anybody's You talk tall an as though hough I Iere were ere a sh sheep ep ep or a Il rocking chair 1 I hate the Idea of ot belonging Int to anyone Well there wasn't an any en engagement engagement en- en ras and thoro there never nover 1 will be for tor forme torme me I 1 intend to belong to myself I Ii Iv- cr crone r one has a work I shall shaH find mine and do It as av l well a aM I can without an any human luman hindrances The fie girls met a again aln It w was a near nearlie I I lie tho end eraS of or their earth school chool The brown broun eyes ejes of or one had hall faded to the dull llull shade of a late Into autumn leaf The Thu gra gray eyes of or the thc other oilier were ere the color ot of f the thc sea ea In a December twilight ht The hair lair of at each had grown rO whit Th The lands hands of ot both were re large veined and fluttered unsteadily among time the folds ol rt of i their black towns ns as they tho sat sat and talked In the firelight ht looking past each other at al the vanished years eais ealS Ve 0 cho chose e c different ways said she of or the gray graj ra eyes Yes Yos answered crell she he of oC the brown rown tad And nIl you Jou pursued the gra c gray eyed ra cell d girl grown old In bo bod body but hut with the power jo joeand and zest cst of pC analysis still strong tron ll II 1 11 wc lv i U u lu u un u S 'S mi pl old old-fasi old fashioned woman as 6 you rou said The They looked at each cacti other a reminiscent remi- remi smile on their wrinkled faces Blasted Hopes At t It first l I did but then then tO But nut then I I began to learn how Insecure is the happiness of or one who looks look g to an another any other human being for It It I bc began ran my married life Ute as a a. hero worshiper and when I t found foun I 1 was married to a creature who had an uncertain temper and who was wa fuss fussy about hf his food and who doled out his hits money mone for the time expenses as though It hurt him I felt an ati children do o who ha e Just discovered that there is iM no Santa Claus pasted passed and tolerance lingered ered Often Otten it seemed that that would pass too Three children cameto came cameto cameto to us i Two died and when I saw m the coffins lowered Into the gave gra I asked wit win the they had been beets given only to he be taken The Joy of oC motherhood was waH no compensation for the pain of or loss Our QUI third child defied his parents and has gone gona out into the time world arid to find 8 success in hi his own n wa ways way Perhaps he will find it Il it perhaps he wont won't It ma mabe mays be that only shame and failure wait walt waltor for or him at the tho end of at the road Sometimes Sometimes Some Some- times I 1 lie Ho awake all night wondering whore he lie Is and having hating terrible vis- vis Ions of that shamo shame and failure and death The gray eyed girl grown ro old nodded d. d Yes Yea eSo she he answered that Is hard But Hut let lot inn HIP show Kho you jou OU the other 81 side eldo 10 of the shield I set out to be self suf elt ur- ur I was young joung ambition to succeed ns as a pain painter tel of oC portraits closed clod the tho gates of oC 11 my heart rt to any other r gui guest t. t I was wa always alWA'S bu busy there here was wall no Jack lacle In my life The Tha time came when there were even n though faint on the door of my heart remained the only guest t. t I 1 work worked cd and rrt work was successful srul When rhen I x heard the postman ring I looked eager eager- eagerly c I ly at al m my letters but Jut only In 1 to see sec which contained cheeps checks I had pa passed panned ed from the first a age e of or woman when she zhE looks for COl love o letters to the second when she l looks oc only for or checks 1 went on with m my portrait painting and a all as I J painted faces and figures 1 l' l knew I was also painting the hearts heart and souls louis of ot my sitters sitter it was a fO pursuit But one day as I eat alono after a long long- sitting l portrait and glanced with 1 eyes eu I at a portrait I had hal Just finished finished d 1 l' a n fht r DO r n T n n u t v y n r IS fc b Jk knew at and l to which I po pos pos- pos pos- th the absolute kc key I was eras tired of ot ues the secrets s of or the hearts hidden hidden hid hid- den behind the masks of those faces 1 I wanted one of my own In which there thero was no mystery one which I could read rend as a printed painted page pae As a I 1 realized cd this th there rc was an arSic In m my own heart For the first time In life lite I was lonely lonel I 1 got ot up and walked to m my mirror I u laughed led at the grim tired woman It Il reflected The Tho awakening a to the need of loving companionship had come ome but too lafe laie la e. e But Two Roads But Dut we wc can never nc be sure that It will nl bo be loving lo companionship The face faco of the brown e eyed brown ed woman hard hard- ened TI The gray r eyes ca looked at her with steady Inquiry Then you ou are arc not liot satisfied that marIla marriage mar- mar Ila lago Q I Is tho only career for 01 a R woman she quoted Tic The other woman shook hook her hel er head And nd you you ou sh she asked Does Doe the thought thong of ot belon belonging to still re revolt revolt re- re volt oil you rou Are you jou glad Iad that you jou ou have walked the path flath of success without t hu human human hu- hu man hindrances In In these latter years m In my arms have ached for them confessed d the woman with the sea ln cj eyes cs rhe They looked at each other acro across the fire Ir that tray wat d dying ln Into asher ashen And nd there lucre are ar but hut the two roads There Thc c Is no ether other way |