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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, November 19, 1913, Image 14

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I intended to -start this new book
after my wedding, but something so
out of the ordinary has happened that
I must put it down.
After I had written last night of
the things that Dr. Atwater told me
I could not sleep. I kept wondering if
I were really getting married with
out realizing the importance of the
step I was taking. I grew more and
more afraid.
Oh, dear, dear mother, I missed you
more last night than at any time
since you left me to work out my life
problem jalone. If I could have just
sat down on the floor beside you as
I used to do, with my head in your
lap, I know that you would have
smoothed it all out for me.
After I had laid out all my clothes
for my wedding I got into bed and
tried to sleep, but the words of Dr.
Atwater kept ringing in my ears. -1
got cold and my teeth began to chat
ter. I almost begarfto doubt myself.
All at once it came to me that prob
ably Dick was still awake, as his
friends had been giving him a bache
lor supper. I felt I must hear his
voice, for it seemed I could no longer
stand the awful feeling that I was
entering upon a "business" for which
I was totally unprepared. I even be
gan to wonder if I really loved Dick.
Central had hardly rung his num
ber when he answered.
"Hello hello what is it?"
"Dick, it is I Margaret," and then
I poured out to him all the things
Dr. Atwater had said.
Dick tried to interrupt me once or
twice-and then, as I burst into tears,
he fairly shouted: "Here, Madge,
I'm coming up there immediately."
"Oh, you must not," I said "why,
Dick, it is after 2 o'clock; what will
people say?"
"People be 'blowed.' What do I
care? You are all worked up over
what 'that old fossil told. you. and.I'm j
coming. Be down at the door in ten i
minutes and we'll drive through the
park and thrash it out."
He rang off before I could say an
other word and I hastened to put on
my street clothes and was at the
door when the taxi whirled up.
Dick quickly pushed me in and as
Tsoon as he was inside I simply put'
my head down on his shoulder and
sobbed but like a child.
"Dick, he says it won't last!"
"What won't last, honey?"
"Our love."
"Who says so?" asked Dick.
"Dr. Atwat r." m j
"What does he know about it, the
blundering old ass?"
"Now, look here, girlie, whether
it will last or not, you love me and I
love you now. I am simply crazy
about you. 1 can t work, can t do
anything when I am away from you
but scheme how I can be with you
"Think, dearest, what it will mean
when we are together for always.
It's all rot, my dear, about this mar
riage being a business it is only be
cause we love each other and know
that life would be impossible unless
we were together that we are marry
ing. We're not going to spoil it all
by those high-brow eugenic the
ories." As Dick said this he held me tight
to him and kissed me again and
I caught the smell of cigar smoke
which lingered about him.
There was another odor which I
could not place and pushed him aside
a little and sniffed.
"Yes," he answered, "I had a glass
or two of wine with the boys. You
know they gave me a farewell sup
per tonight"
Some way after that I grew cold
again. I had never known before
that Dick touched wine.
Dick seemed to divine that some-

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