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title: 'The Day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, February 03, 1914, NOON EDITION, Image 15',
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to this time he had had a rather
belligerent air-as though he were
waiting for me to open hostilities.
About eight o'clock Mr. and Mrs.
Smythe came in.
He was one of those men who are
especially obnoxious to me the kind
of a man who is always talking about
other women than his wife and in a.
joking way making himself out a
His first, words were: "Well, have
you had your first quarrel yet?4'
which, in connection with the morn
ing's difference between Dick .and
me, was not an auspicious opening.
I must have looked embarrassed,
for, with a loud laugh, he continued:
"I'll bet I know what it was about.
Mrs. Waverly bothered you by ask
ing if you still loved her. Now, Wav
erly, take .the advice of an old mar
ried man and the next time she asks
you that settle the question once and
for all by saying: "Of course, I love
you, but I'm through chinning about
I looked over at Mrs. Smythe as
he said this, but her face was per
fectly inexpressive with its forced
smile. I .wonder if I shall ever learn
to laugh when my heart is crying
over LOST ILLUSIONS.
This man Smythe had evidently
forgotten that he had ever had any
particular love for the little woman
who sat there listening to his bom
bastic egotism and questionable
jokes without showing the slightest
Still in-a joking way he said: "I tell
you I never expected to be married
to Mrs. Smythe this long. I thought
at the time of the wedding I would
have a chance before this to marry
two or three women. Twenty-five
years with one woman grows fear
"To which," I asked audaciously,
"the man or the woman?"
"I tell you, Waverly," he continued,
ignoring me completely, "a man does
not realize when he marries that he
is staking his liberty in a lottery
where there is an over-percentage of
Although he was addressing Dick,
I knew he was talking for my benefrt;
he was trying to get even. I could not
help remarking that if the man's
stake in marriage was his liberty, wo
man's was her happiness, and, while
there could be happiness without the
license men call liberty, there was no
adequate compensation which life
might hold out to the unhappy.
A little ray of light came into the
washed-out gray eyes of Mrs.
Smythe, and even Dick gave me a
look which said he was glad I spoke.
"Mercy!" said Smythe, for the first
time speaking to me, "I hope you are
not one of those suffrageters, Mrs.
"I don't think I am, Mr. Smythe,"
I answered, "but neither do I intend
to be a sufferer."
I'm sure Mr. Smythe wonders what
Dick could see in me.
(To Be Continued Tomorrow.) ,
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Women's colleges in the United
States are said to be better equipped
than those of men.