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terr success on the road; it did well
in England and Germany; Now Win
throp Ames i3 giving it a revival at
his Little Theatex,and New York is
taking to the play much more kindly t
thaff it did -when it was first present
ed. 'Grace George is much liked in the'
leadifigrole.
THF CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
A LETTER FROM JACK
Chanter CXXXII
(Copyright, 1914, by the Newspaper
Enterprise Association.)
While I was writing my ideas about
married life a special delivery letter
was brought me. It was from Jack,
.who is in great tribulation.
"Dear Margie,' he wrote, "I am in
awful trouble, and, as you have al
ways been so good to me, I am just
going to throwjqiyself on.your mercy,
for you are 'the only one who can
help me.
"You have met Mary, and you
know what a. dear girl she is. .Margie,
I am noteworthy to tie her little shoe
and I might as well tell you first as
last rMary is my wife. We -were mar
ried before I came home from college
for yoursand Dick's yedding! Oh,
yes, I know jt was madness me with
nothing in the world and nearly a
whole year of college before gradua
tion, hut you mustntt.blame'Mary, be
cause she- did not want to do, it, but,
Margie, she loves, me as- much as I
love her, and I persuaded her. You
see, I knew she was going- on the
t road with the company and I was
" mad -with the fear that some better,
richer man than I would fall in love
with her and that possibly she might
forget me.
"We, had four weeks of Heaven
while you people thought I vas out
camping with the fellows, and then
we' separated and I have only had her
dear letters 'since.
"When she told me the company
was to be in your town for a week
I wrote you, for I knew you would
love Mary, but I had no thought at
that time of the terrible catastrophe
that has befallen my darling or the
utter chaos into which it would hurl
us.
"Margie, Mary did not leave with
jthe company. She is still in your city.
While, she was there she wrote me,
that it would be impossible for her to'
play any longer. The poor darling has
been keeping 'it secret from me for -months
that she was going to have a
child, because she knew I was beside
myself with worry about her,
"What shall I do, Margie? -t
"I wanted-to throw up this old de
gree and go directly to Mary when 4
she wrote about herself , but she said if '.
I did she would go somewhere where
I could not find her. She said that we
must stick it out now as we planned,
but some way- our plans made when
we were delirious with the joy of lov
ing seem childish and futile now.
"I am worried .as to how Mother
and Dad win enjoy having a family
thrust upon them instead of a boy
just out of college. (And well you
may, Jackie, after the way they
took the announcement of your inter
est in the young lady last night). I
am afraid that Mary will want for
something, as I am sure she must
have very little money. I have sent -her
every cent I possibly could, but
when I think of her in that big city,
alone and perhaps wanting the little
luxuries that belong to women in her
condition, I almost go mad. Margie,
please, please go and find her right
away for me, won't you? Try and '
persuade her that it is best for me to
chuck it and go to her. Why, Madge, - "
Mary's comfort tot- a week means
more to me than any honor that any
college on earth can possibly confer
and yet, here I am tied to the mast,
unable to do anything to lighten the
load of the one being I love best in
all the world. Find her, Margie, and J
J tell her-I must come to her even iX1,
-AJOli.- & it
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