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THE CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
. . WHEN DICK AND I SHALL PART
When Dick came upstairs after ar
ranging everything for his Uncle
John's funeral he found me in a pa
roxysm of tears.
I had given Aunt Mary a quieting
potion and watched her fall into a
troubled sleep and then I had left the
room, overcome with the thought of
what the last inevitable separation
must mean to those who had lived
long years together as had Aunt Mary
and Uncle John.
' I could see them starting out as
were Dick and I now; I could imagine
all the great experiences that they
had passed through; --I could, realize
how the mad, glad passion of youth
had at last calmed down into a beau
tiful companionship that made them
seem one, indeed; I could "understand
that they had grown alike in thought,
speech and deed and now a part of
this blessed whole was left here, for
saken and alone in a desolate, aching
void while the other without volition
had gone out into the great beyond
into mysterious eternal finality which
takes its toll one by one.
I tried to think what this world
would mean to me without Dick, and
my heart stopped beating.
Then I tried to make myself under
stand how it would bq after Dick and
I had been years together, and with
this came the thought of that certain
day when there must be a separation.
"Take me first," was my inarticu
late prayer to Death, and then as
though to bid my selfish, cowardly
mind to stop its pessimistic wander
ings, strong, warm arms encircled
me and pressed hie so close that I
could feel the beating of a steadfast
heart It seemed to be saying: "Don't
fear, I'm here; don't fear, I'm here."
"Margie, Margie, you must not give
way like this, dear; you will make
yourself sick," 'said Dick, kissing me
"But it seems so cruel to separate
that loving old couple when there is
not a child to comfort either. Dick, I
cannot now contemplate a life with
out you. What will it mean to me in
the future when you have grown
more necessary to me than now? I
could not bear it, dear. I know I
"Yes, you could, my girl, for you
can bear what all the widows before
you have borne. But you must not
think of that, dearheart. We have
years and years together and you
must plan all the gopd times possible.
We must love to the uttermost and
live all there is to live in every twenty-four
hours, so that when the time
comes hours can no more be counted
together we can say to Death: "The
joy I have had you cannot take from
I just put my arms about his neck
and, drawing myself up 1511 my mouth
reached his, I took then and there
some of the comfort that no one can
ever take from me.
I wonder if some day there will
come a time when I will remember
I am so greedy of happiness so
wishful of joy since my dear mother
died I have had no one to whom I
could turn, and I am afraid so afraid
of what time will bring to .me.
Sometimes I grow peevish and find
fault with Dick. I want him to he the
superman, but when I get down to
normal thoughts I know that worldly-wise,
fun-loving Dick has just as
much sentiment in his soul as I.
God grantyiis as long life together
as He has Aunt Mary and Uncle John.
(To Be Continued Tomorrow.)
(Copyright, 1914, by the Newspaper
A GOOD IDEA '
A man ( and his conscience ought
to get together once in a while, even
if his conscience does demand an
apology. Toledo Blade.