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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, May 11, 1914, NOON EDITION, Image 14

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THE CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
) JACK'S SECRET MUST BE TOLD
Chapter CLI.
(Copyright, T914, by the Newspaper
Enterprise Association.)
Dick and.r-talked late last night
about Mollie and her affairs and so I
slept longer than usual but managed
to go down to Aunt Mary's, room
while Dick was shaving, and much
to my consternation no qne an
swered. I was quite sure that Jack's brave
little wife was ill and that Aunt Mary
had gone to her.
I could not eat any breakfast and
was on pins and needles until Dick
had gone to the office and Mollie had
started home.
Then I rushed over to the place
where Jack's little secret wife i had
been hidden by Aunt Mary and me
and found my worst fears realized.
Mary had been taken very ill and had
sent for Aunt Mary. The doctor was
summoned and declared that she
must be taken to the hospital at once,
where an operation wai performed.
Her baby had lived only a few min-J
utes. Aunt Mary had stayed with her
at the hospital, and we held a counsel
on what we should do. There was
the baby to be buried, and it seemed
to me that it should be laid away in
the Waverly family plot And to do
this meant telling the family, as
someone would have to order the
grave opened.
Then we had to decide whether
we should tell Jack. Aunt Mary said
that all through Mary's agony her
one thought seemed to be that no one
should tell Jack. "He must gradu
ate," was her constant cry.
The doctor, however, declared that
Mary was in a very precarious con
dition and he thought that when she
knew her baby was dead unless Jack
was with her to comfort her he could
not be sure of her pulling through.
At last we decided that the only
thing to do was for me to tell Dick
and let him decide.
Strange, isn't it, that we women
prate of independence and capability,
but when something important is to
be decided we always call a man into
the conclave? And come to think of
it a man usually asks the advice of
some woman if he has anything that
bothers him to decide. I guess that
men and women are very necessary
to each other in all the affairs of life.
I dreaded awfully to tell Dick about
Jack marriage to Mary, for it was the
first thing that I had kept from him
since our marriage and I was selfishly
afraid that he would be angrywith
me for keeping it Aom him.
But it was Jack'ssecret, and unless
some unforeseen catastrophe such
as this occurred, I felt I had ho right
to tell any one.
However, the thing must be done
now, so I persuaded Aunt Mary to
come over to her own home and leave
Mary with the nurse.
When we went hom and I had
helped Aunt Mary undress and put
her to bed (for I saw she was nearly
in a state of collapse), I telephoned
to Dick.
He came to the phone and I knew
that I gave him something of a fright,
for I could not keep the nervousness
out of my voice when I told him I
must see him right away. '
"What's the rqatter, Margie, are
you ill?" he asked. I
"No, dear, but something awful has
happened and I must see you right
away."
"Has anything happened to the
folks?"
"Yes, something has happened to
Jack's Tittle chorus girl' and I want
to know if we should telegraph to
Jack."
There was silence for a moment
and then Dick said:
"I'll come, Margie, as fast as I can."
Dear, dear Dick, I have found out
one thing in, my brief married life, and
that is .that one of the greatest joya
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