THE CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
MOLLIE TALKS BUSINESS
(Copyright, 1914, by the Newspaper Enterprise Association.)
Mollie came home before I left the
"I'm so glad you are here, Mar
gie," she exclaimed. "Perhaps you
can do something to make mother
have a little sense. She insists I am
perfectly heartless because I won't
give up my job. But I hate nursing.
You don't think I hate father he
cause I dislike nursing, do you, Mar
gie?" "No, dear, I think that when our
dear ones are ill we should give
them all the care possible of the best
kind, but we should also keep up
the usual affairs of life as well as
we can. You will be glad to know,
Mollie dear, that your father also
thinks the same and told me just this
morning on no account must you
give up your position."
"Oh, I'm so glad for I would not
have dear, patient old. Dad misunder
"How do you like your new job?"
Mollie made a grimace.
"Will you think I'm incorrigible if
I tell you that I don't like it?" I look
"Oh, it's a perfectly good job, all
right, and my boss knows no differ
ence between his human machine
and his man-made one." As Mollie
said this she looked up with a sudden
smile as though she had made a dis
covery. "Maybe that's the reason I don't
like it. To my boss I am just a ma
chine, that must know no fatigue,
but be always ready to take his or
ders and execute them as quickly as
possible. He has never found any
fault with me so I suppose he is satis
fied. But, Margie, I hate being a ma
chine and I have found out that the
human element is all that makes a
stenographer's job worth while. At
least that is all that makes it worth
while to me."
"Oh, Mollie, I am afraid you mean
the sex element. Don't you know that
you are the worst little flirt in exist
ence, that you can no more rest idly
and see a poor man pass you by un
scathed by your smiles than a cat
can resist playing with a mouse even
thought it is full of repletion?"
"Most men don't pass you by, Mar
gie, they reach out hands to detain
you and the rest of the game is in
"I admire and respect my present
boss, but honestly I am not having
much fun. I find that a man's bad
manners may be quite as hard to get
along with as a man's morals."
"Oh, Mollie! Mollie! My dear child,
I am afraid for you. I think you
would be much safer if you fell in
love with some man and married
"Not me, Margie. Why do you
want to inflict upon me the humdrum
life you are leading? Where buying a
flew kind of dishpan is your wildest
dissipation or the kind that Mary is
leading with a constant stream of
wine bottles and frivolous ladies in
the offing waiting for my husband.
No, thank you ! My idea of business is
not that of most girls: 'A place where
a girl can meet a man who will take
her out of it.' Some day, my dear,
I'm going to have a business of my
own. It may be matrimony and rais
ing children and it may be something
else, but it will be business just the
same and I, not the man in the case,
will run it."
Mollie gave voice to these aston
ishing sentiments with the most
adorable smile and I laughed for I
thought how she would be tamed
when love really came to her.
(To Be Continued Monday.)
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