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THE CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
HAVING IT OUT WITH MOLLIE Chapter LXVII, Dick had left me in a huff because I could not see his way of dealing with his sister Mollie. Mollie was still with us, although she was going out to a little dancing party which I had ascertained was to be carefully chap eroned by three of the girls' mothers. When she came down to breakfast she was a little unhappy because I in sisted that she should go and come in a street car. ) I called up the young man she was going with and told him this, explain ing that I did not approve of girls rid ing around alone in taxis with young men. Mollie thought this foolish. After I had talked with her, however, she saw my position. I said to her: "Mol lie, dear, I don't think you would do anything that is the least bit wrong, see I did not have any mother 'to ad vise." "Any old time that my mother ad vises!" said Mollie flippantly. "She let's me go my own way and when I get into trouble she always says I ought to have known better. Why, MadgeI would no more think of talk ing to mother as, we have been doing today than I woiild of telling her ev erything the boys say to me. I would not dare intimate that any boy had tried to put his arm around me to mother, and yet she lets me go any where with boys alone, and if she thought at all of her own youthful times she must know that most boys will try to kiss you." I wish Dick could have heard Mollie talk. I think he would have agreed with me about her and her mother. It is impossible to ignore sex, and but I don't want to put in any posi- J yet most mothers are like Mrs. Wav tion where you would have to be dis agreeable to any young man to make him- refrain from foolish liberties "which you might resenV . I "1 guess you are right, Margie," she said, "for, although I know hardly any of the boys mean anyharnvit is hard ta make them understand that they are not to put their arms about you and 'snuggle' up when the taxi goes over a bump." "That's just it, my dear. We can not ignore, that natural feeling which comes to all youth. Beauty is ever a sex appeal. If you like anyone you want to embrace that one, and not" only youth but those of maturer growth have made the great mistake, of thinking that proximity spells af finity and in consequence have often made irretrtevable vreckage of their lives." "How do you think of ah these things, Margie?" asked Mollie. "You are not so very old." "I'm twenty-five, dear, and you know I have had t6 work out this liv ing and loving game for myself. You erly, Sr. -They think that, because a girl belongs to them, she is without natural curiosity. "I heard mother talk the other day of the terrible temptations that come to young girls who go on the stage," said Mollie in a burst of confidence, "and I had to smife,. for I could tell her that a girl' does npt have to go out of her-motfier's parlor or asso ciate with anyone but the sons of a mother's dearest frjends to learn a lot about taking care of herself." "And Mollie, dear," I said, "she sometimes makes mistakes as you did in accepting that dinner invita tion from a man you did not know." "Oh, I am so glad I did not go," said Mollie fervently, "and I wish, Margie, you would let me bring my problems to you after, this." "I'd be only too glad if you did, lit tle sister," I said with a kiss.' (To Be Continued Tomorrow.) o o "Doivt xel my wife about the drink we took.;' "I won't so much as breathe it to her." N. Y. World.