ALMOST UNIVERSAL "Should I marry a man who lies to me?" "Lady, do you want to be an old maid ?" And it brings to my mind what the Irish Poet, Gay Tom Moore, had to say on the sub­ject-And if history is correct Thomas certainly knew his vegetables, he loved many and often, high and low degree. He deals with this subject in a little poem entitled "Lying." This is just part of it: "Look not thus, with brow reproving Lies are, my dear, the soul of loving When ever you may chance to meet A loving youth, whose love is sweet, Long as you'r false and he believes you Long as you trust and he deceives you So long the blissful bond endures; And while he lies, his heart is yours But, Oh! you've wholly lost the youth The instant that he tells you truth." And as Moore died in 1852 at the age of 73, it would seem that the male has not changed at ail since his time.