The day book. [volume], January 28, 1914, LAST EDITION, Image 14

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icans criticize me?" asked Gaby. "I
read of, gentle women oyer here who
marry beasts of men because of their
millions. Of mothers selling their
youthful daughters to bad men for
millions. Their Wook at myself earn
ihgmy pwn fortune and say:
"''Money is the best shield against
criticism'.''
"So I take all than I can get. I give
nothing back.
"I am mercenary. I do love money.
That is because I am just. Just to
niyself, whjch is the highest form of
justice. There is no justice in that
foolish sentiment which . prompts
some women to. sacrifice themselves.
Once sacrificed they'be'cpme nothing
but slaves pr-miserables. is weak
ness. "I can Stove; When. I have, all I want
I will marry. 'It will be for all time.
Gaby will never figure in a divorce.
"Men of the world say that I am
cold-blooded. No, no, no, that is not
so. I am cold-blooded' to them be
cause I don't dance to their piping.
"Men say, I am beautiful, that Tarn
magnetic Beauty goes, magnetism
fails. Money alone remains, if you .
are careful.
"The world will take all a woman '
has and give her nothing' in return
if she asks for nothing. But let her
fix a price and stand by it and the
world will give her all she wants and'
even ask to give her more.
"There is nothing in the world that"
cannot be bought, and' there is noth
ing, if you fix a price for it.p.nd hiake';
the world think that it wants it, that
you cannot sell."
THE CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
THE DOUBLE STANDARD
FprVapter LXill.
Dick hardly-jBaid a word as we
Mollie, he antf Isfent downtown on
the' car. . ' ,
Mollie looked as sweet as possible
In her new furs, and, although she
said nothing, I knew by the way she
cuddled up against me and slipped
her hand. W mine that she was very
glad .things had. turned out just as
they had.
As we went to one of the larger
hotels for dinner, i got a chance to
tell Dick: "For pity sake don't act
so" glum," and he brightened up.
When we got our seats at the table,
before he could order, I said: "Mol
lie, dear, this is going to be your
party. What will you have-tfor din
ner?" "Can I order anything I want?"
she asked, with sparkling eyes and
looked so pretty that even angry
Dick .gave her an admiring glance!
"Anything, little sister."
"Well, do you know I never ate any
artichokes and I've- always- wanted
Borne."
judge .
What
have,"..
could"
"They're not fit to eat," broke in;.
Dick. v.
"Sometimes we want to
things for ourselves, my dear.
else do you want, Mollie?"
"I don't care what else I
she answered. Before Dick
speak I called the waiter and ordered
planked steajk. I knew that would
please him and I determined he
should think I was trying to please
him as, well as Mollie, who was look-
ing about with the frank curiosity of
the young girl who hears much
about the pleasures of the music and
the bright lights,-but enjoys them sel
dom.
. Just then a masculine voice said:.
J'Hello, Dick," and I looked up to see;
Will Tenney close to our table. I
was curious to see how Dick would
greet him, for I remembered that
only a few evenings before-he had
been very angry with, me for speaking
to Kitty Malram just because., poor
Kitty happened to be dining with
him.
'Why, hello, Bill!" said Dick most
cordiaUyX'Had your dinner .yet?"
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