the final curtain, falls, and this great
bevy of "merry-merry" maidens be
comes a collection of hardworking
young woman with high stage ambi-
tions who look upon their work with"
the same seriousness as do their sis
ters in the more conventional walks
"LOVE WAS A TOY TO HER," SAYS HUSBAND
OF WOMAN WHO LEFT HIM FOR ANOTHER MAN
BY IDAH McGLONE GIBSON
Are all women as queer as the one
Joseph J. MacDonald would like to
MacDonald has just divorced a wife
who while living in apparent happi
ness with the man for whom she left
him spent much of her time writing
letters to him letters that breathed
both that maternal. and wifely love
that most women give to their hus
"It is a mystery too deep for me
to unravel and I am glad I have put
it out of my life," he said today.
"When my wife left me for a vaca
tion I fully expected her to return.
"I had never met the man, Clarence
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Vermilea, with whom she eloped and
I did not dream that any man had
taken her love away from me. Her
letters only show that she soon found
out she had made a mistake."
It's a queer little commonplace
tragedy that unfolded itself from
those letters during the divorce pro
ceedings. Some of them might have
been from a loving wife away on a
visit and expecting to return very
soon to an eagerly awaiting husband.
She speaks of the man she lives with
to the husband she deserted in the
most casual manner telling him how
good he is to her and in the next sen
tence sayB she will never be happy
again. She regulates his daily life in
a way that shows that she still looks
upon herself a? his wife although she
is living with another man.
"Why do you suppose she wrote
those letters to you?" I asked.
"Because she is a creature of
moods," he answered. "I believe she
meant them when she wrote them.
She was a woman of two distinct na
tures evenly balanced and she played
with both these natures as a child
does with toy balloons, letting one
rise above the other and then hold
ing it down while the other ascend
ed." "Aren't we all more or less of the
Jekyl and Hyde type?" I asked.
"Yes," he answered, "but most of
us become one or the other in time.
You remember that Hyde at last
made it impossible for Jekyl to re
turn." "One should take a long look
ahead," said MacDonald (who is a
handsome young chap whom most
woinn would think twice about be
fore deserting), "but did you ever
know of either man or woman tak-
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