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the'confessions of a wife
- DICK WANTS TO
Mrs. Waverly, Sr., takes it as a
personal grievance that Mrs. Waver
ly, Jr., is going to live on the other
side of town.
When I said at the breakfast table
yesterday morning that we would
leave them and go to the hotel I had
picked Mrs. Waverly said: "I did not
dream for a moment you would go
over there to live. All the best people
live on this side of town."
"Perhaps," broke in Mollie's little
pert voice, "Margie doesn't want to
live too near her mother-in-law!"
Then, seeing my shocked face, for
she had hit upon the truth, she said:
"Forgive me, Madge. I only meant
it as a joke."
"It was very ill-timed and vulgar,"
was the tart comment of her mother.
"I didn't know you cared for the
other side, Richard,"" she continued,
turning to her son.
"I don't know anything about it,"
answered Dick, comfortably, for his
toothache was better, "I'll be happy
if Margie is there."
Dick's way of accepting things is
one of his noticeable traits. He never
seems to worry more than a minute
at a time; he never indulges in analy
sis or introspection; he just accepts
or declines on the spur of the mo
ment. "You know I have many friends
over there. I taught in one of its
schools five years," I ventured.
"Do you mean to tell nie, Margie,"
asked Mollie, "that you like school
teachers?" "Certainly I do, Mollie, dear; they
are splendid women and my most in--timate
friends are among them."
"But they are as dry as dust."
"Do you really think so?" I smiled.
"Oh, well, you are different," ex
"Don't be too sure, my dear; when
you are older you will find that it
MAKE ME OVER
isn't a good thing to form opinions
on little knowledge. To class school
teachers as 'dry as dust' is quite as
foolish as to make up your mind you
were going to dislike me before you
"Hold on, Madge," said Dick;
"you're getting on your schoolteach
er air again, and I don't mind telling
you it sometimes grows a little mo
notonous." "But you fell in love with a school
teacher," I expostulated.
Right here I must record a ten
dency I have seen in Dick many times
lately. He seems to want to make
me over into something very differ
ent than I am. Not by any possibility
would he have fallen in love with
one of those foolish, fly-away girls,
and yet he seems to be bored by any
thing serious that I say. Before we
were married he would listen to my
theories by the hour and he seemed
to hke them. Now he wants me to
get as far from the serious side of
life as possible.
Strange that a man will fall in (ove
with a woman because she has a cer
tain temperament and immediately
after the wedding is over he will be
gin to try to make her into some
thing which by no stretch of imag
ination would have interested him in
I am much afraid that I am not go
ing to be frivolous enough for Dock.
I haven't made up my mind just
what his ideal wife would be like. I
think he was perfectly satisfied with
me as a sweetheart.
Alas! A wife is a different proposi
tion. (To Be Continued Tomorrow.)
Seamstresses paraded up to Huer
ta's door demanding something what
they wanted. Did he smile and side
step? He did not. He went right
down into the coal bin in the palace