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CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
MOLLIE ALMOST BARES THE SECRET OF MARGIE'S LOST LOVE
"Margie," said Mollie, bursting into
the sun room where I was sitting,
"isn't mother a scream!"
"Mother is a scream," I answered,
"but does Chadwick aid you in your
horrible use of slang?"
"Chadwick is like all other men,"
said Mollie with a little pout. "He
fell in love with me for the very char
acteristics he now thinks he would
like to change."
"But surely you are happy, Mol
lie?" I asked anxiously. It seemed
to me, little book, if Mollie and Chad
wick Hatten were not happy after
'their mad courtship, one must put it
down irrevocably that marriage is a
"Of cours'e I am not unhappy," she
answered. "But what hurts is I am
not happier than before I was mar
ried. Chad is a dear, Margie, but he
is also a man and, what is worse, a
man made up of a bundle of nerves.
Mother makes him alternately crazy
"Of course, Margie, I won't let
even Chad say unkind things about
mother. That is something I reserve
for myself," she added with a smile.
"Last night we went to the res
taurant and there was mother danc
ing with a boy of 20! Chad nearly
went up in smoke. Mr. Trent ex
plained the boy was his nephew and
he was teaching 'Sallie' some new
" 'You young people have not
reached the age where the joys and
enthusiasms of youth seem the only
distraction of life,' he said. 'Poor
Sallie always wanted to play,' she
told -me. For years she was busy
rearing her children, with never
enough money to do what she want
ed, so now she is trying to make up
for it' "
"Sometimes, Mollie," I said, "I
think we take life too seriously. We
try to do too many things. I think
it is the selfish woman who is happy,
"Please don't say that, Margie.
You and I are unhappy because we
are" not mothers. That is my great
worry, and, while Chad has never
mentioned it to me, I am certain he
is eating his heart out in disappoint
ment? But you, Margie, surely as
soon as you are well you will have a
"I don't know, Mollie, dear. I don't
Mollie looked at me a moment in
silence and then asked: "Margie,
what is the matter?"
-"I don't know, Mollie. Perhaps it
is because I have not yet fully recov
ered, but I feel as though I wanted to
get away from Dick at least for a
while and see where I am and what
"Dick has done something you
cannot forgive, I know it," exclaim
"No, Mollie," I said. "I can for
give,, but I just don't care any more."
"Poor Dick," sighed Mollie, as she
kissed me good-bye, and I echoed in
.my heart: "Poor Dick."
(To Be Continued)
OFFERED TO BUY HER CANDY
SHE HAD HIM ARRESTED
Another alleged department store
flirt was nabbed yesterday. He start
ed his capers in the Boston Store and
followed Mrs. Agnes Dean of 1723 N.
Maplewood av. along State street to
Woolworth's 5 and 10-cent store.
When he go in this store he walk
ed up to her and offered to buy her
some of Woolworth's candy. This
was too much fqr Mrs. Dean and she
caused his arrest
He gave his name as James Col
lins of the Oxford hoteL
Judge Goodwin invited Pres.
son to address new citizens.