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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, July 20, 1916, LAST EDITION, Image 26

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A person's mind is a queer thing.
It did not saem possible to me that
I could write any more of the story
that Paula told me after the doctor
told me that I was to have that oper
ation in a week, and yet I know that
I had to prepare some of the story
ahead so that Fat would not lose any
of his daily contributions.
Doggedly I set myself to work; ab
solutely I put everything out of my
brain except the story that Paula
tdld me and today I was made happy
with a phone from Pat saying that
he thought the batch of pieces I had
just sent in were the best I had writ
ten. "You are writing with a surer
pen," he said, "with more distinction.
Your stuff is losing any hint of ama
teurishness." Now, isn't that nice, little book?
And as I remarked at the beginning
it shows that a person's mind is a
quer thing. I had first to weed out
of mine the jumble of fears about my
operation; but, to tell the truth, that
was not so awfully hard. It has al
ways seemed to me that most of us
were very childish about taking the
advice of our doctors. We will take
any kind of poison into our stomach
that is ordered, because we cannot
really tell the effect it has on us, but
let one of them mention the knife
and we turn sick and cold, and yet
we do know or should know .that sur
gery is an exact science and medi
cine is not
Here I go wandering off into the
realm of my beliefs and theories, lit
tle book, when I started out to tell
you about the things I had to weed
out of my brain before I could get
back to a working basis for my writ
ing of Paula's story.
All the while the word "tubercular"
haunted me, and I think I almost
prayed "If it is tuberculosis of the
spline, please please let me die, J
cannot stand a lingering death in
But these thoughts, too, had to go
into the discard. At last my vagrant
mind turned to Malcolm Stuart and
all at once I became somewhat sur
prised, not because I was thinking of
him, but because I was in this crisis
thinking of someone else besides
Little book, I am not at all in love
withMalcolm Stuart. I know it is
just the feminine in me that rises to
the call of man.
I expect, little book, if I were to
let Pat publish you, that some very
conventionally virtuous woman as
she read this would simply rise on
her pedestal and shout, "Avaunt!
horrible woman." And yet why
should she? Is it not true that from
the time a girl begins to go to school
she dimples and preens herself at the
call of the boy across the aisle the
boy across the street and' all the oth
ers? Why should we women go
through life denying natural laws? It
is only when they are broken that
we poor mortals suffer.
When the sexes cease to be in
terested in each other then the whole
race is doomed.
To Be Continued)
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Responding to the demand for bet
ter service to the municipal pier, the
Chicago Surface Lines is contemplat
ing a rerouting of car lines so that
cars from all sections of the city will
run to the foot of the pier.
The suggested plan is to have cars
of such lines as l2th St., Blue Island
av.. Division sL, Clark st., North Hal
sted st, North and Cottage Grove
avs. rerouted so as to run by or have
their terminals at the foot of the
pier, especially on Sundays and hol

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