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THE CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
MOLLIE AND I DISCUSS MAN'S EGOTISM
(Copyright, 1914, by the Newspaper Enterprise Association.)
1 have come to the conclusion that
one is apt to learn more about and
know a family better by marrying in
to it than by being born into it.
For instance: Not one of the mem
bers of the Waverly family seem to
realize that Mother Waverly is a lia
bility instead of an asset. Poor wo
taan! I often wonder, when I look at
her, what she has been doing all these
years. True she has borne three chil
dren, but they have all been brought
up in a most rigorous manner and the
next has neglected them altogether.
While she has always wanted to go
in what she called "smart society"
she neglected the easiest way of get
ting in being carefui of her chil
Mollie told me the other night,
when talking about her home-life,
that her mother never seemed to have
any idea of picking out her school
companions for her.
"I was allowed to pick up my
friends from almost anywhere. Moth
er was always so intent on 'picking'
her own friends that she did not have
any time to give me advice about
"A girl," continued Mollie, "has a
right to the mature judgment of some
one older than herself when she first
begins to feel grown up. But mother
let me find out alone "all the things
about life and living other people
"It's a wonder, my dear girl," I
could not help saying, "that you have
grown up as pure in heart, fair in
face and strong in body, as you have."
"I don't think I would have done
so, Margie," Mollie confessed shyly,
"had you never married Dick. I had
gotten so that admiration and atten
tion even from strangers was almost
necessary to me.
"Mother never inquired, when I
brought one of the rich young men
about, where I oigt him. She seemed.
pleased only with the fact that I had
"I wonder what she would think if I
should tell her what some of those
same young men said to me."
"But, my dear," I remonstrated,
"you could hardly blame them for
thinking you something different
from their own sisters if you met
them through a street flirtation."
The words "street flirtation" seem
ed to send Mollie's thoughts flying in
"Margie," she said, "did you ever
have a man try to make a mash on
you on the street?"
"Oodles of times," I answered with
"What kind were they?"
"Mostly the kind that not by the
remotest chance I would wipe my old
est shoes on if I had met them under
the most favorable circumstances."
"I'm glad," sighed Mollie, "you
have told me that. I thought there
was something wrong about me when
bald-headed, middle-aged men with
distended paunches, blood-shot eyes,
tobacco-discolored teeth and dirty
fingernails leered at me with the
seeming smiling assurance that I'd
fall for it
"What is it, Margie, that gives a
man the assurance that he has only
to hold out his hand to have it clasp
ed and clung to by as many women as
can get hold of it?
"What makes every man, old or
young, think he is irresistible?"
"I don't know, Mollie," I answered,
"but the other evening I inadverdent
ly overheard a man say that he must
stop going so often to a certain house
for, he said in a burst of virtuous con
fidence: 'Whatever sins may be laid
to me the one of winning the wife of
my friend is not mine.'
"Now I happen to know that his
frend's yrife had just tolerated that
conCeiigfl ass for her husband's-gakQ