ter her. I believe in every one having liberty,
but there's reason in everythink."

The girl did not appear till after the young men had gone and Dawn and
I had withdrawn, but we heard grandma's remonstrance.

"That feller, I told you straight, was took up about a affair in a
divorce case, an' it would be as well not to make yourself too cheap
to him. I don't say as most men ain't as bad, only they're not caught
and bowled out; but w'en they are made a public example of, we have to
take notice of it. Marry him if you want--use your own judgment; he'll
be the sort of feller who'll always have a good home, and in after
years these things is always forgot, and it would be better to be
married to a man that had that against him (seein' they're all the
same, only they ain't found out) and could keep you comfortable, than
one who was _supposed_ to be different an' couldn't keep you. But if
you ain't goin' to marry him, don't fool about with him. An' unless he
gets to business an' wants marriage at once, don't take too much
notice to his soft soap, as you ain't the only girl he's got on the
string by a long way."

"He acknowledges about the fault he did in his young days, and he says
it's terribly hard that it's always coming against him now," said
Carry.

"Well, if a woman does a fault she has to pay for it, hasn't
she?--that's the order of things," said grandma.

"But this was when he was young and foolish," continued Carry.

"Yes, the poor child, he was terribly innocent, wasn't he? an' was got
hold of by some fierce designing hussy--they always are--and it was
all her fault. It always is a woman's fault--only for the women the
men would be all angels and flew away long ago," said grandma
sarcastically. "They'll give you plenty of that kind of yarn if you
listen to 'em; an' if you are built so you can believe it, well an'
good, but the facts was always too much of a eye-opener for me," and
with that the contention ended.

"Yes, Carry's the terriblest silly about that Larry Witcom," said
Dawn; "she swallows all he says. She said to me yesterday, 'He seems
to be terribly gone on me.' 'Yes,' I said. 'You keep cool about his
goneness. Wait till he gets down on his knees and bellows and roars
about his love, and take my tip for it he could forget you then in
less than a week.' I've seen men pretending to be mad with love, and
the next month married to some one else. Men's love is a thing you
want to take with more disco