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Mr. Bartley began the history of
his life. It had a sad shade. He had
become separated from his relatives
while making a fortune. He had re
turned from a distant country to find
them scattered, deadlost. He had
not been able to find one near of kin
"My sister Elsie, who was Mrs.
Prothero," began Mr. Bartley, and
Bob stopped him excitedly to tell him
of the friendless orphan, Elsie Proth-'
ero, whom he knew.
It took only a few days to prove
that old Mr. Bartley had found a near
and dear relative. He felt tQO grate
ful to Bob not to see him started' in
business on a good way. As to Ethel
although an heiress now, she was
true to the hero of her humbler days.
THE CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
I DON'T LIKE TO BE TAGGED
Some way I run up against all of
Dick's mother's prejudices and.I don't
think I am an unconventional wo
man, either. I think perhaps it is be
cause Mrs. Waverly, Sr., always ac
cepts as gospel any conventional tra
dition and Mrs. Waverly, Jr., is al
ways asking the reason for things.
Dick and I were married with a
ring. Someone asked Dick, just be
fore the wedding, if he were going to
use the double ring ceremony and he
answered: "Not on your life! Why
should I tag myself? "
At the time the words did not make
any impression on me, but one day
when I was recalling the events of my
wedding day they came back to me,
and I said to myself: "Why should"
I tag myself, either?" and immediate
ly I took off my wedding ring, and I
only wear it as I do my other rings
when I think it looks well with my
As a rule I do not wear rings in the
morning and consequently Mother
Waverly noticed my bare hand and
exclaimed' in accents of horror:
"Madge, have you lost your wedding
"No," I answered, composedly.
"What have you done with it?"
"At the present moment I think it
is on the little ring stand on my dress
ing table," I answered.
"Madge, I can't understand you at
all. You seem very much in love with
Dick and yet the sacred and beautitul
emblem of your wedded state means
nothing to you!"
"Yes, it means much to me, moth
er dear, but it means nothing to the ,
world at large, and I have come to
believe that this constant explaining
to everyone you meet one's absolute
status in society is a relic of the time
when womanwas a chattel- and was
handed from father to husband and
must bear emblazoned oh her person
something which might tell her his
tory and her owner. The moment a
girl is engaged she, tells it to every
body by means of a more or less ex
pensive engagement ring and upon
her marriage to it added the con
ventional gold band which says, 'Yes,
"But you notice that very few hus
bands, to whom the sacrament of
marriage is presumably as' sacred as
to their wives, feel called upon to tag
themselves in a similar manner."
"Don't you want, people to know
you are married?" asked mother
Waverly in horrified tones.
"I resent having everybody know
my personal affairs," I answered.
"While I was teaching school I never
went to a man on business, but
among the first questions he put was:
"Are you married?"
"I consider that a perfectly proper
question, Margie," said Mrs. Waverly,
with conviction. "A man would treat
an unmarried' woman very differently
from a married one.""
"Why should he?" I asked petu
lantly. "In the first place, I did not