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THE CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
ENTER DICK'S REAL PAL
(Copyrighted, 1914, by the News
paper Enterprise Association.)
Jim Edie took -charge of the
"party" immediately, 'phoned for a
taxi, ordered seats,- and, besides all
the while chaffing Dick, he found
time to pay me one or twp very deli
cate and discriminating compliments.
I liked him from, the moment I heard
his voice behind my chair at dinner.
Jim was Dick's best friend, and it
was a great cross to him, that he
could not have been at Gur wedding.
"I'll never quite forgive you, old
chap, for not helping me out on that
momentous dccasion by being my
best man," said Dick.
"I don't have to tell Mrs. Dick that
I'm the best man," answered Jim.
"She can see that, and now right
here I want to say that I'm going to
call your wife Margie. ' I know you
mighty well, Margie, for Dick wrote
me all 'about you before the wedding
and,' not getting letters very regular
in Alaska, I read his descriptions over
many times. Usually a lover's de
scriptions may be taken with a grain
of salt, but I assure you, Dick, you
did not do justice to your subject."
"Margie," said Dick, "Jim would
compliment a woman with a crooked
nose and a cross eye. Not that he is
flattering in this case," he hastened
to add as he saw the somewhat quiz
zical glance of Jim, "but when Jim
Edie refrains from making a pretty
speech to a woman it will be when
he is deaf, dumb and blind."
"Come along, children; the wagon
is ready," said Jim, and he started
out of the diningroom in a manner
that called the attention of all the
people at table to his six feet of splen
did bone and muscle.
"I know you "will like Jim," whis
pered Dick as we followed, "and I'm
mighty glad he has come back. We'll
have some splendid times together.
Well 'flax' around and find a pretty
girl for him and we can make a party
"What do you sayabout introduc
ing him to Mollis," sgid I. "For the
last week I have had to neglect Mol
lie and she would enjoy the theaters."
"Mollie is all right, but, my dear
Margie, she is too yqung, top un
sophisticated to train with Jim "Edie."
"You must learn, Dick, that Mol
lie has grown up. She will be nlne-
jteen the day after tomorrow and I
want you to invite soxne of your
friends to a theater party for her."
"All right; dear, but,' by George"
it does seem strange'to think of Mol
lie as anything but a baby."
By this time we were at the taxi
door and Jim pushed Dick into the
front seat and calmly sat down be
side me with the remark: "Givcyour
friend from th'e wilds of the West a
chance. Dick, you have been bask
ing in woman's smiles for the last
year and I have been out in a coun- ,
try where a woman is as rare as a
roc's egg." "
"What are we going to see?" asked
"The Merry Widow," said Jim.
Dick was delighted, as he had not
seen it, and, although I care very lit
tle for musical comedies or comic
operas, even I was pleased with the
melodic music and the" sensuous
beauty of the waltz as danced by
Donald Brain and Liria Abarbanell.
I sat between Dick antf his friend,
and, as the sensuous beauty of the
waltz unfolded itself, Dlck'B hand
stole over and clasped mine. I for-
got all our dissentions and again be
came his sweetheart who thrilled at
Prom- this dream I was awakened
by Jim's cheery voice, saying: "Now
we'll go and have something to eat
where the lights are brightest,"
"And the orchestra is the loudest," -supplemented
(To Be Continued tomorrow.