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THE CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
OUR FAMILY DINES
(Copyright, 1914, by the Newspaper
The dinner table seemed charged
with electricity last night when
Dick's family took dinner with us. I
came to the conclusion that most of
the complexities of married life are
furnished by the "in-laws."
Poor old Dad looked tired after his
long day at his dffice, and mother's
fretfulness and criticism of every
thing, including food and lights in the
dining room, did not add to the hilar
ity of the occasion.
Dick seemed quite happy, but he
kept looking at me in a rather ques
tioning manner and I knew he had
something on his mind. Mollie had
insisted upon wearing her recently
purchased hat down to the table, and
nothing in the way of approaching
family jars Avas allowed to interfere
with her enjoyment of the occasion.
"How do you like my hat, Dick?"
she asked and then added: "Margie
gave it to me."
"Margaret had better keep her
money," said Mother Waverly rather
spitefuuVbut Dick looked gratefully
at me ana said: "It's bully, Mollie.
Did Margie get one for herself?"
"Yes," I answered. "I'll show it to
you after dinner."
Then there fell an uncomfortable
silence, for we seeined to have no
subject on tap that would interest us
As we were waiting
As we were eating our dessert, lit
tle Mrs. Brown came over to our
table and purposely I shall always
think threw a bomb right into the
middle of our not very pleasant fam
ily party. "I want to ask you, my
dear Mrs. Waverly, if it be true that
Mr. Waverly's brother is going to
marry that pretty chorus girl, Miss
Dunlap, who was here with the Elsie
Janis company?" u
Mother Waverly gasped and Dad
snorted, Aunt Mary looked pained,
Mollie surprised and Dick mad all
"I am sure I don't know, Mrs.
Brown," I answered as composedly
as I could. "He has not announced it
yet to his family."
"Well, you know my brother's boy
is in the same frat house as your
brother and he wrote home that Jack
is just crazy over the little Dunlap
girl and they are going to be married
just the minute he graduates."
"Your nephew seems to know more
about it than his family, Mrs.
Brown," said Mother Waverly icily.
When Mrs. Brown left, Aunt Mary
looked up and said: "What an un
"You've struck it," said Dick" as we
left the table.
As soon as we got upstairs mother
turned to Dick and said: "What do
you know about this, Dick?"
"Nothing," answered Dick, with a
quick glance at me. "Jack wrote Mar
gie a while ago that he thought Miss
Dunlap a very nice girl and asked her
to call upon the young lady when the
company came here."
"You didn't do it?" remarked
mother in consternation.
"I certainly did," was my reply,
"and I found Miss Dunlap a very nice
girl, indeed. Eliene Symone and I had
her at dinner and tea."
"Well, I never expected that any
one of my family would associate
with chorus girls," mother said, with
a funny assumption of dignity, "and
I think, Margie, you should have con
sulted me before you did anything of
the kind at the instance of tat
harum scarum boy. What if Mollie
had met her while she was with
Again my quick temper got the best
of me and I rejoined: "I think I have
seen her with worse."
(To Be Continued Tomorrow.)
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