THE MIRROR
Nurse! Angel!
Daughter!
Gambler!
(From Page Nine)
Sonv "times he would meet us at
the ack door, sometimes in the
yard, sometimes at the corner. If
he 1^d won, he would be gentle
and he would give each of us a
quarter, but if he had lost, he
wou/in't talk. He wouldn't even
notice us. If he had won, he would
say, .rood morning, my dear children God bless you; and he would
give each of us a coin. If he had
lost, he would pass us in the
street as if he didn't know us. My
brother Paul used to stand in the
street and watch him walk away,
and then he would cry all the way
to school.
This is so lovely, I said. Will
you tell me about your mother?
My mother loved my father, she
said, more than any woman ever
loved any man. ; She told everybody my father was an inventor.
When my father went to El Paso
she told everybody he had gone
to New York to sell his latest invention, a parachute.
Did your father invent .a parachute? I said.
No, said the nurse. My mother
just thought it would be nice to
tell everybody my father had invented a new kind of parachute.
Did your father invent anything? I said.
Yes, she said. He invented three
or four kinds of mechanical toys,
and a very complicated mousetrap. He would start inventing
things when he had no money for
poker-. He would work, on a little
toy for weeks and weeks. He
would write letters to toy manufacturers and tell my mother our
worries were over. We would
soon be rich. My mother would
be very happy, but my father
would be restless and impatient.
My mother would believe we
would soon be rich, but my father
wouldn't. He would get a letter
from a toy manufacturer telling
him they had all the toys they
wanted, and he would break the
toy he had invented and my brother Paul would cry and I would cry
and my mother would tell my father she didn't care if we were
never rich.
That is so lovely, I said. Would
at work? Would the mouse-trap
catch mice?
It wouldn't catch mice, said the
nurse, but it would work all right.
After two months when he mailed
her a dollar bill from El Paso she
told everybody he had sent her
five hundred dollars from New
.York.
One day, said the angel in the
hospital, my mother opened a letter from my father and a dime fell
out. He said things were going
pretty badly, but he hoped everything was all right at home. Of
course we didn't spend the dime.
About six months later he sent my
mother a money order for two
hundred dollars, and a week later
he sent a telegram asking for the
money. My mother put on her hat
and coat ahd went to town and
wired him what was left of the
money, one hundred and thirty
dollars.
It was in the hospital that I remembered the sad letters of the
young Russian who was gambling
, years and years ago. It was there
$5 remembered the girl fwho loved
"ftirn. It was because of this new
angel in the world, born in San
Antonio, in 1911, that I began to
understand the beginning of greatness in man, through error. I could
see that lovely wife and mother in
San Antonio, and before her the
wife of the young Russian. I
could understand the greatness of
the novels of Dostoyevsky and the
Six Waves from Indiana Arrive in Pearl Harbor
Last Liberator by Ford
;. Henry Fbrd 2nd, Ford Motor
company executive and vice president, is shown here driving the
tractor that pulled the last B-24
J-hfberator out of the planet for
ceremonies on the factory runway.
'..... __:' Vii. - ...:
Six more WAVES from Indiana have reported for duty in Hawaii.
They are, left to right, front row: Miss Rose Marie Lane, yeoman, second class, 1412 Locust Ave., Gary; Miss Winifred Ora Moran, storekeeper, first class, Osceola; Mrs. Marie Bredensteiner MacNeal, pharmacist's mate, third class, Eaton; and Miss Betty Mae Bronnenbert,
specialist, second class, 225 East Main St., Lebanon. Back row: Miss
Theresa Heibel Barnes, storekeeper, third class, 1113 Sibley St., Hammond; and Miss Edith Irene Dunham, yeoman, second class, Columbus.
—Official U. S. Navy Photo.
loveliness of the daughter of the sentenced to death, the gambler
American gambler, Dostoyevsky I on the floor of his house inventing
toys, Dostoyevsky in Siberia, the
gambler in El Paso, the substance
of Dostoyevsky unalive, the daughter of the gambler wakenings.__t_e,
from sleep.
The scene can chan^^^j^^e;
continuity is endless. The sadness
is deep. It is accompanied not by
tears but by smiling. Standjgg: .yu'
my legs" again, being 'a^aE^oorh-.
the muscles of my legs Icrembling
clinging to the arm of ihji'.§j^&W>.'
laughed because of thej^aagn-^.-'
cence of life, and with me "the angel of love laughed, ah'd).jg|£$hc_
whole world was delight "again^
the somber melancholy deHg^foi
the young Russian an<| the Texas
toy-inventor, the pure in heart.
(End)
Sane by Day, Crazy by Night.
At least, so the. judge said, and
thereafter an editor worked at his
office and slept in an asylum..The
details are related by Dr. Donald
A. Laird, internationally, known
psychologist and lecturer, in The
American Weekly, the magazine
distributed with this Sunday's
(July 15) Chicago Herald-American.
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