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(Copyright, 1914, by the Newspaper Enterprise Association)
OF A WIFE 1
While Mary and I were talking
Jack came in (he is a handsome
"Hello, Margie," he 'said. Haven't
seen you for a long time. Don't
you think business is spoiling Mary's
"I never saw her look better in my
life," I answered. "She has improv
ed her appearance to the same ex
tent the business has improved since
she has been its guiding hand."
"Yes, I have noticed how many
'men have become suddenly studi
ous lately," said Jack, with a smile,
which made him look the way a bull
dog does when he draws his lips back
and snarls. "Mary has been blow
ing about it, has she?"
"Not a word. It's Dick that has
told me how slie has more than kept
things going and how sales have mul
tiplied since she has been here."
"Well, for my part, Margie, I think
a woman's place is in the home. If
she is married she ought to be trying
to make her home comfortable and
her husband happy."
"Has Mary ever been remiss in
that direction, Jack?" I asked. "It
seems to me, from what I have seen
of her, that she has done her part in
this marriage game in a 'perfectly
good manner. She did not attempt
to leave the home and go into busi
ness until she found that, your busi
ness was going to the dogs, and, to
help you while you were sick, she
came down here and has run things
better than you did."
"Gee! Margie, I don't envy Dick
if you open on him like this," ex
claimed Jack when he could get in a
"Dick seems to be able to get
along with me better than you can
with a girl of sweeter disposition, like
Mary," I answered, thoroughly
"Great Heavens, Margie, what's
eating you? You were fine when.
Mary and I were first married. You.
fixed up things great for us." j
"That's the trouble. This whole
family looks upon me as the offi-i-cial
fixer, and. then when I 'don't fix,
things to suit them they jump on me
for it. I don't want to do any fixing,"
except for myself and Dick, but I am t
called in on every play.
"Don't be a dog in the manger,
Jack. Mary has made good. It ist
now up to you to realize what a fine '
little girl you have-for a wife and do ,
as well as she in a business way, You
can do it, Jack.i You are smarter
than Mary, but it is not to the clever
ones of this earth that reward comes.
It is to those who keep everlastingly
at it, who toil early and late, who
work and work unceasingly, that
Fate spills her good. Come on Jack,
'get to going,' a$ you would say in
your college vernacular. 'Get to
going while the going Is good.' "
"'AIT right, Margie; it's on the grind
for me tomorrow:"
Then he went whistling down to
ward the bookkeeper's deBk.
I saw him make some demand.
The woman shook her head.
He turned on his heel with an
angry exclamation and then, remem
bering that I was there, strode out of
the store with: "I'll be back in a
little while, Mary."
Mary turned a little pale, but she
held her own and said:
"Margie, I'm not going to let Jack
have any more money, it would not
"Of course, not I'll get Dad to
give you a written notice to that ef
fect." Poor Mary! She is paying well for
her three weeks of bliss.
"Weighed in the balance which
A loveless life or love and its
(To Be Continued Monday)