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The Long Distance Commuter
(Continued from page 31)
The talk, having drifted into matrimonial channels, stayed there — it would, in the course of natural events, with two women holding the conversational reins —and we came to talk finally of the great number of divorces:
"I dont think it will always be so," said Madge. "I think it is unnatural that it should be so. It's the times we have been tb.ru — they have been such difficult times for all of us. People were unsettled and made foolish mistakes— boys mistook a great loneliness for love: while the girls — so many girls mistook the glamor of the uniforms for something much deeper and finer — and a hunger for Romance whispered 'yes'. People really aren't any more fickle than they were in bygone days. It's the times. Everything will be all right again. I'm sure."
And when she finished talking you, too, felt gladly sure.
She says she wouldn't think of doing stage and screen work at the same time. "However." she explained, "I'd like to get a few pictures ahead — I work very East anyway — and then go back on the stage for a few months. But I wouldn't iider doing both. The only thing it would get for me would be the money and I think money is a frightful mockery if you aren't happy — and I wouldn't be happy, for I'd get tired and everything would assume enormous proportions. It just wouldn't do for me — not at all."
You are inclined to believe that Madge knows with a sane surety how things affect her. She's one of those people you might expect to be almost a clinging vine in their utter femininity and then you find she doesn't cling. She's sweetly self-reliant and she takes time to reason out the why and wherefore of things.
The silversheet portrays her very truly — not only in appearance but in manner as well ; sitting there, telling me about how they stopped off at the Grand Canyon on the last trip across the continent, with her feet turned slightly in — Kennedy fashion — she was the same comedienne we all know thru her picture-. And when she is amused at what she is telling you — or what you are telling her — her eyes smile far more than does her mouth — way down in their dark brown depths one sees merry highlights . . . And it does not seem just apt to call her a comedienne, for we have come to think generally of a comedienne as one, — well, one given to making puns ; one just a trifle noisy; one not overburdened with ' erhaps— and -he is none of
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Whenever I think of her — and I shall probably think of her often, for -he is not a personality which one meets to immediately forget — rather. I think, the memory of that visit in the pale blue and grey m will linger — I'll think of her as the young matron, happy in talk of domesticated affairs, marveling at many things and believing in everything and every one — a young matron, individual enough .dmit a love for her husband. — even when it isn't "smart" and isn't being done.
A DOUBLE RETAKE
Fu)H.\ — I hear your handsome din who has just been divorced is now to marry a divorcee.
— Well, he always was strong for r< tat