he elevator boy that
many children were stopping there. He answered: "Yes, there is more
children than there is guests."

That grill room that he speaks of is a dim memory; I think it lasted two
months; and as it depended on divorce custom entirely, and as the main
part of the colony sups in its own home, the thing fell through. And the
theatres, dear, we have had two good shows since I came, otherwise "ten,
twenty and thirty."

The women and preachers may be against the quick lunch method of
divorce, but you can gamble on it that the business men heartily
approve; and these same women and preachers will find their larders and
contribution boxes but scantily filled if the odorous money of the
dissolute "Divorsay" is barred.

I am all excited over the article as there is neither truth nor ruth in
it, and Carlton is intensely amused, so I suppose I will not try to
fight the battles of the colony so long as I am lazy and comfortable in
the arms of my love.

Had a long letter from Gretchen yesterday in which she says she enjoyed
her bridal tour thoroughly, particularly at the Falls. I wrote back and
asked: "Which?--Niagara or Sioux?"

Good-night, dearest, I close my eyes and sleep in a moment, as there are
no longer any thorns to stuff my pillow.

MARIANNE.

May 2nd.

Lorna Dear:

It wasn't a bit hard to live through. The papers all came back by return
mail, and all day Sunday I was in my attorney's office practising. It
wasn't any more difficult than a Sunday-school lesson, and Monday
morning at eight o'clock I was waiting at Liberty Hall for the hoped-for
arrival of "The Greatest Common Divisor." At last he came, but with a
sour expression, and not knowing what trouble he might have had before
he left home, I tried to be patient.

We were ushered through the big court room into the judge's
sanctum--asked how long I'd been here, and so forth and so fifth--then
the comical question: "Do you expect to make Sioux Falls your home?"
and the threadbare reply: "I have made no plans for the future," when
all the time I had my I. C. tickets for the 3.30 train in my pocket. Do
you know that was the first time I ever really perjured myself--like a
lady--before, and somehow I wished awfully that I had let Carlton hold
the tickets until after the trial. I couldn't even get my kerchief out
of my pocketbook for fear the blooming time tables and tickets wou