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The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, January 23, 1914, LAST EDITION, Image 5

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THE CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
"VALETING" FOR DICK
Chapter LIX. i buttons In?" he asked in a most in-
I remember once my mother telling I jured tone,
me (she used to love to' talk to me "Of course, dear, if -you want me
about- the father who died before I jto,' and I proceeded to gejt out his
old enough to really know him) that, clothes as usual while he shaved and
although my father was a very or- ' brushed his hair,
derly man, yet he never seemed to I A man with his face covered part
know where his clean clothes were j ly with lather is not a beautiful ob
kept . ject, and I could not help thinking of
'I placed your fathers shirts tor all that silly advice that is given, to
fifteen years in the same drawer of
the bureau, and 1 know that he never
put on a clean shirt in all that time
that he did not call out, 'Margaret,
where did you say you put my shirts
when they came from the laundry?'
I think he did this 'simply because
he liked me to wait on him.
"Men, my dear, love to .have their
wives fuss over them. They are lile
children in their anxiety to be petted
and have the attention of those they
love focused upon them. And we are
all born with that maternal instinct
which makes us pet and care for any
thing we love."
I, of course, did not think much
about this little lecture on conjugal
amenities at the time, but since I
have been married I have found that
nothing pleases Dick more than for
me to put the buttons in'his.shlrt, to
lay out his box, collars, ties and hand
kerchiefs and to look him over when
he has finished dressing to, see that
he is all correct.
The first morning after we had
moved Into our new -rooms I thought
I would see if he. really liked me to
do these, things for him, and as I had
shown him the night before where all
his clothes were kept I did not-get
them ready while he was taking his
bath.
When he came out he looked on the
bed in a -surprised sort of way and
saild: "Where is my shirt, Madge?'
"In the drawer," I answered, and I
had to turn my face aiway to keep
him from, seeing that I was smiling.
"Well, aren't you going fd put the
women about always looking their
best when they are where their hus
bands can see them. A woman in
curl-papers is not a. circumstance to .
a man with a lather-covered chin.
And yet reams of paper and gallons of
ink have npt been wasted in giving
advice to husbands on its, direful ef
fect1 in diminishing'a wife's admira
tion'and consequent love. I don't be
lieve that ejther, a' lathered' face or
curl-paper hair Will make any differ
ence in the amount of love that exists
between husband and wife. I was
thinking this as Dick started, to put
on his spic and span collar and tie.
"Don't you think a dark blue tie.
with this blue shirt a little bit . sedate
for a happy young married-man?" he
inquired;
"No, dear, I think it is the only
thing to wear with it, especially as I
have laid out' your dark blue silk
hose."
"Mercy I've been wearing the
wrong things all. my life,"' he said in
mock despair.
' "I .tell you when aman marries he
learns a. lot of things and he has a
lot of comfort if his wife thinks
enough of him to help him doll him
self up."
(To Be Continued Tomorrow.)
0 Ch
First Hen What a ridiculously
giddy creature'that young Miss Dork
ing is! Second Hen Oh, she's
young yet. Wait till she has known
the sorrow of sitting for three weeks
on a china egg and two door knobs;
.She'll sober down then,

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