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title: 'The Day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, February 28, 1916, LAST EDITION, Image 26',
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CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
THE LITTLE JADE GOD OF DREAMS
I've a perfectly terrible confession
to make to you, little book.
Just now I am thinking more about
Malcolm Stuart tb.an.any one else in
the world. "
That was a very clever idea on his
part to pique my curiosity by not giv
ing me an address where I could
either send the little god back or at
least thank him for it
"Somewhere in the Orient," little
book, is a man who evidently thinks
of me occasionally. He certainly can
still make himself "the most interest
ing man" to me.
I have been keeping the little jade
god under my pillow and do you
know, little book, that sometimes
when I take it in my hand the calm
countenance seems almost to want
to tell me something.
Jim Edie came to see me yester
day and was very enthusiastic over
"I tell you what, Margie," he said.
"I hate like the deuce to have you in
this condition, but it is just fine to
have old Dick around again. We
have gone back to our old chummy
days when we confided to each other
our ambitions and dreams."
"Have either or you still dreams,
Jim? I can understand that you
might still have ambitions. But
dreams! You both are older than I
and for me dreams are fled."
The moment I said that that little
jade god slipped down into my sight
from under the pillow and I felt my
self coloring, for I knew that what I
had just said had been a he. I still
have dreams, little book, and I expect
that the little jade god knows more
about them than even you or I.
Some way I am getting an un
canny feeling about that little jade
god. Last night I was looking at it
and admiring the wonderful detail of
the carving when all at once I seemed
to see a yacht skimming along on a
moonlit sea. On, the deck was a man
in white which the tropic moon -made
He was alone and his two thin lips
were pressed closely together, mak
ing only a scarlet line.
For the first time I recognized Mal
colm Stuart, but his brown eyes
were somber, not a flicker of that
smile which I had always seen in
them a smile which rarely reached
For a long time he sat quite still
in the steamer chair that was drawn
close to the rail, but he did not seem
to be seeing the path of silver that
led up from the side of the boat to
He finally got up with an impatient
sigh and opening a tightly-closed
hand disclosed lying in the palm the
twin to my little jade god.
With a bitter lifting of the thin hps
into what might have been a smile
of derision for himself, he made as
though to throw the bauble of super
stition into the sea, and then, seem
ingly thinking better of it, he slipped
it into his pocket
Slowly the picture faded. I open
ed my eyes, but I am sure I had not
Tightly clasped in my hand was the
bit of carved jade.
L too, would have been tempted
to throw it far out into the street if
I could have gotten to my window,
but as I could not I slipped the little
god, who evidently was the god of
creams as well as good luck, under
my pillow and went to sleep to dream
(To Be Continued)
HINTS TO YOUNG MOTHERS '
How to Rock the Baby to Sleep.
Procure a large stone. Place the
baby's head in a convenient position.
A few short, sharp taps with rock
will then send the baby to sleep for
an indefinite period. Perfect Ladies'