As I tell Dick, I have no desire for a daughter-in-law of whom he
feels himself worthy. If he can't do better than that he had best
remain single. Janie and he, if I know anything of life, are just
suited for one another. Helpful people take their happiness in
helping. I knew just such another, once: a sweet, industrious,
sensible girl. She made the mistake of marrying a thoroughly good
man. There was nothing for her to do. She ended by losing all
interest in him, devoting herself to a Home in the East End for the
reformation of newsboys. It was a pitiful waste: so many women
would have been glad of him; while to the ordinary sinful man she
would have been a life-long comfort. I must have a serious talk to
Dick. I shall point out what a good thing it will be for her. I can
see Dick keeping her busy and contented for the rest of her days.
Veronica played the Princess,--with little boy Foy--"Sir Robert of
the Curse"--as her page. Anything more dignified has, I should say,
rarely been seen upon the English stage. Among her wedding presents
were: Two Votes for Women, presented by the local Fire Brigade; a
Flying Machine of "proved stability. Might be used as a bathing
tent;" a National Theatre, "with Cold Water Douche in Basement for
reception of English Dramatists;" Recipe for building a Navy, without
paying for it, "Gift of that great Financial Expert, Sir Hocus
Pocus;" one Conscientious Income Taxpayer, "has been driven by a
Lady;" two Socialists in agreement as to what it means, "smaller one
slightly damaged;" one Contented Farmer, "Babylonian Period;" and one
extra-sized bottle, "Solution of the Servant Problem.
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