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CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
I FIND I STILL LIKE COMPLIMENTS
"Strange," I sad to Mbllle after Jim
left, "that Mr. Stuart should be so
enthusiastic about me. I did not
think, when he talked to me the three
times I have seen hi"m that he was
one of these florid sort of men."
"I don't think he is, dear," said
Mollie, "but you see Chad brought
him home one night for dinner and I
happened to speak of your accident
"It seemed to stir him greatly. For
a moment he could hardly speak and
then he said in rather an apologetic
manner that the idea of your being
helpless was horrible to him because
he had never met a woman who
seemed so much alive.
"It was then that he said you re
minded him of the salvia and he end
ed with the compliment I repeated
to you when Jim was here."
Little book, I thought of the piece
of carved coral lying in my jewel case
and the little prose poem entitled,
"What the Gardener Told Me," that
came with it, but in some way I could
not tell Mollie about it
Right here, little book, I see that
it would not be possible for me to
let any one publish my diary, for a
great many women would not under
stand my feelings toward Malcolm
Stuart. They would say I was in
love with Stuart and accuse rae of all
sorts of terrible tihngs, the least of
which would be thinking more than
I should of one man while.married to
I will not deny to you, little book,
that the thought of Malcolm Stuart
always gives me a most pleasant
He was very sweet to me whe,n I
felt-1 was being very "much neglected
by Dick. He salved my pride by let
ting me see that other men might
think me fair when Dick seemed al
most to have forgotten me.
I believe that any woman would
feel as I did were she in my position.
His romantic way. of bringing him
self to my notice with the "little jade
god of dreams" and the "coral sal
via" was so poetical that I defy any
woman with a spark of imagination
not' to be flattered.
Of course, I know that some very
good women might be horrified at it
all, but I never pretended to be one
of those perfect women who could
not even think of anything uncon
ventional I am just an average woman who
wants to do right and does do right '
most hi the time, who has 'Common
sense, who will not hurt another
woman knowingly, who likes to be
complimented occasionally, and who;
if she finds her husband is compli
menting some other woman, will-be
apt to listen when some other man
whispers a pretty phrase.
I'd like to me more than human,
little book, and between you and me
I sometimes pose as better than I am.
But to you I have never lied. - The
Margie Waverly that you know'is
real, and must stand good, bad or
I don't believe I could see Malcolm
Stuart again, for I am foolish enough,
to want to stay in his mind as a crea
ture of. fire and snow, "but I do like to -hear
that he thinks of me occasion
ally. Why, even dear old Jim treats
pie very differently since I have be
come a log.
I haven't seen Dick since the nighti
he dined with me and told me never
to ask him to come again. He has
called me up daily at noon, and yes
terday he sent me a beautiful spray
of orchids. He wants to do right,
poor dear, but he is only a man after
all, and who am I that I should con
demn him to be tied to a Jog even
if, as Jim intimated, it is a rather
good looking log because of its twin
ing, flowering vines.
I must- get to that story;-1 am
thinking too much about myself.
(To i Be -Continued.).