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'?■ DON’T YOU KNOW that the enjoyment of a dish largely depends upon the manner in which it is served ’ Could you imagine a daintier and more appetizing manner of serving ice creams than provided for by the “Ice-Kist?” Write us to-day for our beautifully illustrated booklet, telling all about the freezer; it is ABSOLUTELY FREE—and receive our free trial offer. WESTER MERCHANDISE & SUPPLY CO. 326 W. MADISON ST., CHICAGO, ILL. COUPON Western Merchandise and Supply Co., 326 W. Madison St., Chi cago, III. Please send your beautifully illustrated booklet and free trial offer of the **Ice- Kist*’ Freezer. . Address How to Manage a Husband (Jit tHKN I write my ‘How to Maim my book on lage Hus bands,’ " serenely began j tht» girl who likes to talk. Then the | storm broke and she paused “You haven't a husband!" cried the j bride. "That’s why I’m entirely competent j to handle the subject!" retorted th»-. girl who likes to talk. “Why, you can't manage a canary, | 1*0 alone a man!" scoffed her sister "I said ‘husband,’ not a mere man, sweetly explained the girl who likes to talk. "Any kind of mao can bo a man. but H takes a particular kind to be a husband. That's why so many women make mistakes they don t appreciate the difference. They are exactly «s foolish as the men who think any kind of Huffy-ruffles Kiri has in her the* makings of an ideal rook and housekeeper ready to pop forth like the cap in a Chriatmaa eracker! ‘‘Why, it’s no more natural for one of these snaky, fascinating, almond- eyed sirens that men go crazy over to keep house than it is for every man to like to dig ditches just because that's a man’s work! However, that- isn’t the point. She Knows. "Naturally, any woman with souse will keep htfr iron hand concealed w ithin her glove,'but no matter how much she coos away in public about what ‘Jack says’ and how Mack wants this’ or Mack wants that,’ she knows perfectly well that in reality she is ruling .lack with precision and dis patch, and if she has had time enough he is jumping through hoops and lying down and rolling over in haste at the crack of the whip "1 don’t believe in the crushed mar ried woman you read about! Any woman has it in her power to make things so awfully uncomfortable for a man at home that if she lets him bully her she deserves it as a reward for her own stupidity. of course, there are eccentric men who under circumstances like these will shrug their shoulders and go to the club or the theater and forget it, and then friend wife loses the trick, but the average man is lost outside his own home, and you couldn’t pry him away If you tried. "He is helpless in the hands of the feminine enemy. He couldn’t find ills clean shirts to save his neck, and long, long ago he lost track of the lair from which emerge his clean handkerchiefs and socks. He has trustfully received them from the hands of his wife for so many moons that he’d have to hire a detective agency if lie had to search for them himself Ah for towels, all he has to do is stretch forth his hand and open the cupboard door in the bath room. but he never does it. He cranes his neck over the stairs and shouts down reproachfully to his wife that there apparently is not a towel in the house and lie pathetically wishes, if it is not too much trouble, that she would ascend the stairs and find one. He hates to bother her. of course, but he really must have a towel. "Then he stands more or less pa tiently while she opens the cupboard door and bumps him in the nose with it and gets a towel and stuffs it into his hands. Perhaps, however, she tarries to wipe the back of her hus band’s neck and ears for him, like one woman 1 knew. “Why, 1 heard about a man who got married because he had millions of loving relatives and it drove him crazy buying presents for them a‘t holiday time, and ho knew that if he had a wife she would have to buy the presents. Husbands shift all sorts of things upon their wives’ shoulders besides shopping. They make them do all the dinner calls and the letter writing and the charity work, and the battling with house bills and the invitation list, ami If a woman is wise she will submit to it. The secret is to make your husband so dependent on you that he’d be lost without you, and then he’ll be so scared at the idea of losing you that he’ll let you do an\ old thing you want to!” What They Do. "I don’t see anything very bright about that," said the sister of the girl who likes to talk. "In plain words, make £ slave of yourself in order to boss your husband. Who comes out ahead?" "I am sure," said tin* bride. "I don’t ha\> to manage Jim. He is perfectly lovely io me and lets me have my own way in every" “Oh. my book isn’t going to be written for cynics and little blind geese like you two," explained the girl who likes to talk. "It's for the women who realize that they’ve either get to manage theii husbands 01 die In the attempt. And mostly," added the girl, with a sigh, "they do!" "What?" asked the bride. “Die.” explained the girl who likes to tali', "still trying t<> learn!" What Enry Learned. A Powerful Story of Ad venture, Intrigue andLovc SYNOPSIS. Alary Turner, after the death of her father and mother, is forced to make her own way In life. Hhe secures a position at the Empo rium. a department store owned by Edwtfrd Gilder, and, after five years of bare existence, valueble silks are stolen from the store, traced to Mary’s department, and some of the goods found in h£r locker. Although innocent, the girl is arrested and sentenced to three years in prison. After her conviction she tells George Damarest, chief of Gilder s legal stafT. that she can show the merchant, how to stop thievery in ills store if gam bed a ten-minute in terview'. The interview is granted, and. handcuffed to a plain-clothes man. she enters Gilder’s private office. He enters immediately af terward. Without mincing of words, Mary tells him that he can stop stealing by paying his employees a living wage. Now go on with the story Copyright. 1913, by the II. K. Ply Com pany The play “Within the l<aw" In copyrighted by Mr. Veiller and this novelizatibn of it is published by his permission. The American Play Com pany is the sole proprietor of the ex- rights of tlie representation anj performance of “Within the JiRw” in all languages. TOI) A V \S INST A LLM ENT. In the end. the suggestion came from Mary Turner herself, to the great surprise of Aggie, atid tell, of herself. There were two factors that chiefly influenced her decision. The first was due to the feeling that, since the world had rejected her, she need no longer concern herself with the world’s opinion, or retain any scru ples over It. Hark of tills lay her bitter sentiment toward the man who had been the direct cause of her im prisonment, Edward Gilder. It seem ed to her that the general warfare against tin* world might well be made an initial step in the warfare she meant to wage, somehow, some time, against that man personally, in ac cordance with the hysterical threat she had uttered to his face. The factor that was the immediate cause of her decision on an irregular mode of life was an editorial in one of the daily newspapers. This was a scathing arraignment of a master in high finance. The point of the writ er's attack was the grim sarcasm for such methods of thievery as are kept within t)ie law. That phrase hall the girl’s fancy, and she read the article again with a quickened inter est. Then, she began to meditate. She herself was in a curious, inde terminate attitude as far as concern ed the law. It was the law that had worked the ruin of her life, which she had striven to make wholesome. In consequence, she felt for the law n.) genuine respect, only detestation is far the epitome of injustice. Yet she gave it a superficial respect, born of those three years of suffering which had been the result of the penalty inflicted on her. It was as an ef fect of this latter feeling that she was determined on one thing of vital Importance; that never would she be guilty of anything to pit her against the law’s decrees. She had known too many hours of anguish in the doom set on her life because she had been deemed a violator of the law. No, never would she let herself take any position in which the law could accuse her. . . But there remained the fact that the actual cause of her long misery was this same law, mani pulated by the man she hated. It had punished her, though she had meet) without fault. For that reason, she must always regard it as her enemy, must, indeed, hate it with an inten sity beyond words—with an inten sity equal to that she bore the man Gilder. Now, in the paragraph she had Just read she found a clue to suggestive thought, a hint as to a means by which she might satisfy her rancor against the law that had outraged her- and thus In safety since she would attempt nought save that within the Jaw. Might Po Anything. Mary’s heart leaped at the possibil ity back of those three words, “within the law." She might do anythin;, seek my revenge, work any evil, en joy, enjoy and mastery, as long as she should keep within the law.Ther* 1 could he no punishment then. That was the lesson taughr by the captain in high finance. He was at pains al ways in his stupendous robberies It) k« ep within the law. To that end, h * employed lawyers of mighty cunning and learning to guide his steps arlgnt in such tortuous paths. There, then, was the secret. Why should she not use the like means? Why, in deed? She had brains enough to de vise. surely. Beyond that, she needed THIN THE LAW .* By Marvin dan a, from the Play of BERNARD VEILLER of apprehension. “I’m ‘ • It’s Dick! ’ ’ The cry came as a wai lof despair from the girl only to keep her course most care fully within those limits of wrong doing permitted by the statutes. For that, the sole requirement would be of wrong-doing permitted by the statutes. At once, Mary’s mind was made up. After all, the thing wait absurdly simple. It was merely . matter for Ingenuity and for pruden :e In alliance. . . Moreover. there would come eventually some adequate device against her arch-enemy, Ed ward Glider. Mary meditated on the idea for many days, and ever It seemed Increasingly good to her. Finally. It developed to a point where she believed It altogether feasible, and then she took Joe Garson Into her confidence. He was vastly as tonished at the outset and not quite pleased To his view, this plan offered merely a fashion of setting difficulties In the way of achievement. Presently, however, the sincerity and persistence of the girl won him over. The task of convincing him would have been easier had he himself ever known the torment of serving a term in prison. Thus far, however, the forger hail always escaped the penalty for Ills crimes, though often close 10 conviction. But Mary's argu ments were of a compelling sort as she set them fortli in detail, and they made their appeal to Garson, who was by no means lacking in a shrewd nat've intel ligence. He agreed that the experiment should he made, notwithstanding the fact that he felt no particular enthusi asm over the proposed scheme of work ing. It is likely that his own strong feeling of attraction toward the girl whom he had saved from death, who now appeared before him as a radiantly beautiful young woman, wus more per suasive than the excellent ideas which she presented so emphatically, and with a logic so impressive. They Found a Lawyer. An agreement was made by which Joe Garson and certain of his more trusted intimates in the underworld were to put themselves under the orders of Mary concerning the sphere of their activities. Furthermore, they bound themselves not to engage in any devious business without her consent. Aggie, too, was one of the company thus con stituted, but she figured little in the preliminary discussions, since neither Mary nor the forger had much respect for the intellectual capabilities of the adventuress, though they appreciated to the full her remarkable powers of in fluencing men to her will. It was not difficult to find a lawyer suited to the necessities of the under taking. Mary bore in mind constantly the high financier’s reliance on the legal adviser competent to Invent a method whereby to baffle the law at any de sired point, and after judicious investi gation she selected an ambitious and experienced Jew named Sigismund Har ris, just in the prime of his mental vig ors, who possessed a knowledge of the law pnly to be equaled by his disrespect for it. He seemed, indeed, precisely the man to fit the situation for one de sirous of outraging the law remorsely, while still retaining a place absolutely within it. Forthwith, the scheme was set in operation. As a first step, Mary Turner became a young lady of independent for tune, who had living with her a cousin, Miss Agnes Lynch. The flat was aban doned. In its stead was an apartment in the Nineties on Riverside Drive, in which the ladies lived alone with two maids to serve them. Garson had rooms in the neighborhood, but Jim Lynch, who persistently refused the conditions of such an alliance, betook himself afar, to continue his reckless gathering of other folk’s money in such wise as to make him amenable to the law f the very first time he should be caught at it. She Devised a Scheme. A few tentative ventures resulted in profits so large that the company grew mightily enthusiastic over the novel manner of working. In each instance, Harris was consulted, and made his confidential statement as to the legality of the thing proposed. Mary gratified her eager mind by careful studies in this chosen line of nefariousness. After a few perfectly legal breach-of-promise suits, due to Aggie's winsome innocence of demeanor, had been settled advan tageously out of court, Mary devised a scheme of greater elaborateness, with the legal acumen of the lawyer to in dorse it in the matter of safety. This netted thirty thousand dollars. It was planned as the swindling of a sw’indler—which, in fact, had now be come the secret principle in Mary's morality. A gentleman possessed of some means, none too scrupulous himself, but with high financial aspirations, advertised for a partner to invest capital in a business sure to bring large returns. This ad vertisement caught the eye of Mary Turner, and she answered it. An intro ductory correspondence encouraged her to hope for the victory in a game of cunning against cunning. She consulted with the perspicacious Mr. Harris, and especially sought from him detailed in formation as to partnership law’. His statements gave her such confidence that presently she entered into a part nership with the advertiser. By the terms of their agreement each deposited thirty thousand dollars to the partner ship account. This sum of sixty thou sand dollars was ostensibly to be de voted to the purchase of a tract of land, which should afterward he divided into lots, and resold to the public at enor mous profit. As a matter of fact, the advertiser planned to make a spurious purchase of the tract in question, by means of forged deeds granted by an accomplice, thus making through fraud a neat profit of thirty thousand dollars. The issue was, however, disappointing to him in the extreme. No sooner was the sixty thousand dollars on deposit in the bank than Mary Turner drew out the whole amount, as she had a perfect right to do legally. When the adver tiser learned of this, he was, naturally enough, full to overflowing with wrath. But after an interview with Harris he swallowed this wrath as best he might. He found that his adversary knew a dangerous deal as to his various swin dling operations. In short, he could not go into court with clean hands, which is a prime stipulation of the law— though often honored in the breach. But the advertiser’s hands were too perilously filthy, so he let himself be mulcted in raging silence. A New Game. The event established Mary as the arbiter in her own coterie. Here was, in truth, a new game, a game most enter taining, and most profitable, and not in the least risky. Immediately after the adventure with the advertiser Mary de cided 4hat a certain General Hastings would make an excellent sacrifice on the altar of justice—and to her own financial profit. The old man wafi a notorious roue, of most unsavory repu tation as a destroyer of innocence. It was probable that he would easily fall a victim to the ingenuous charms of Aggie. As for that precocious damsel, she would run no least risk of destruc tion by the satyr. So, presently, there were elaborate plottings. General Hast ings met Aggie in the most casual way. He was captivated by her freshness and beauty, her demureness, her ignorance of all things vicious. Straightway he set his snares, being himself already limed. He showered every gallant at tention on the naive bread-and-butter miss, and succeeded gratifyingly soon in winning her heart—to all appearance But he gained nothing more, for the coy creature abruptly developed most effective powers of resistance to every blandishment that went beyond strictest propriety. His ardor cooled suddenly when Harris filed the papers in a suit for ten thousand dollars damage for breach of p^ornise. Even while this affair was still in the course of execution, Mary found herself engaged in a # direction that offered at least the hope of attaining her great de sire. revenge against Edward Gilder. This opportunity came in the person of his son. Dick. After much contriving she secured an introduction to that young man. Forthwith she showed her self so deliciously womanly, so intelli gent, so daintily feminine, so singularly beautiful, that the young man was enamored almost at once. The fact thrilled Mary to the depths of her heart, for in this son of the man whom she hated she saw the in strument of vengeance for which she had so longed. Yet. this one thing was so vital to her that she said nothing of her purposes, not even to Aggie, al though that observant person may have possessed suspicions more or less near the truth. Important Engagement. It was some such suspicion that lay | behind her speech as, in negligee, she sat cross-legged on the bed, smoking a cigarette in a very knowing way, while watching Mary, who was adjusting her hat before the mirror of her dressing ta ble one pleasant spring morning. “Dollin’ up a whole lot, ain’t you?" Aggie remarked affably, with that laxity of language which characterized her natural moods. “I have a very important engagement with Dick Gilder,” Mary replied, tran quilly. She vouchsafed nothing more definite as to her intentions. “Nice boy, ain’t he?” Aggie ventured, insinuatingly. “Oh, I suppose so,’’ came the indiffer ent answer from Mary, as she tilted the picture hat to an angle a trifle more jaunty. The pseudo cousin sniffed. “You s’pofte that, do you? Well, any- j how, he’s here so much we ought to be chargin’ him for his meal ticket. And i yet I ain’t sure that you even kne / ’ whether he’s the real goods or not.” The fair face of Mary Turner hard- i ened the least bit. There shone an ex pression of inscrutable disdain in the j violet eyes, as she turned to regard j Aggie with a level glance. “I know that he’s the son—the only 1 son—of Edward Gilder. The fact is j enough for me.” The adventuress of the demure face shook her head in token of complete bafflement. Her rosy lips pouted in petulant dissatisfaction. “I don’t get you, Mary,” she admit ted, querulously. “You never used to look at the men. The way you acted when you first run around with me, I thought you sure was a suffragette. And then you met this young Gilder— and—good-night, nurse!” The hardness remained in Mary’s face as she continued to regard her friend. But now there W’as something quizzi cal in the glance with which she ac companied the monosyllable: Aggie Choked a Little. "Well?" Again Aggie shook her head in per plexity. “His old man sends you up for a stretch for something you didn’t do—and you take up with his son like—’’ "And yet you don’t understand!” There was scorn for such gross stupid ity in the musical voice. Aggie choked a little from the ciga rette smoke, as she gave a gasp when suspicion of the truth suddenly dawned on her slow intelligence. “My Gawd!” Her voice came in a treble shriek wise!" “But you must understand this." Mary went on, with an authoritative note in her voice. “Whatever may be between young Gilder and me is to be strictly my own affair. It has absolute ly nothing to do with the rest of you, or with our schemes for money-making. And, what is more, Agnes, I don’t want to talk about it. But—” “Yes?” queried Aggie, encouraging, as the other paused. She hopefully aw'aited further confidences. “But I do want to know," Mary con tinued with some severity, “what you meant by talking in the public street yesterday with a common pickpocket.” Aggie’s childlike face changed swiftly I its expression from a sly eagerness to sullenness. “You know well, Mary Turner," she cried indignantly, “that 1 only said a few words In passin’ to my brother Jim. And he ain’t no common pickpocket. Hully gee! He’s the best dip in the business!” “But you must not be seen speaking with him,” Mary directed, with a cer tain air of command now become habit ual to her among the members of her clique. “My cousin, Miss Agnes Lynch, must be very careful as to her asso ciates." The volatile Agnes was restored io ; good humor by some subtle quality in i the utterance, and a family pride as serted itself. “He just stopped me to say it’s been the best year he ever had," she ex plained. with ostentatious vanity. Mary appeared skeptical. “How can that he,” she demanded, “when the dead line now is John Street?" “The dead line!" Aggie scoffed. A peal of laughter rang merrily from her curving lips. “Why, Jim takes lunch every day in the Wall Street Delmonico’s. Yes,” she went on with increasing animation, “and only yesterday he went dow'n to police headquarters, just for a little ex citement, ’cause Jim does sure hate dull life. Say, he told me they’ve got a mat at the door with ‘Welcome’ on it—in let ters 3 feet high. Now, what—do—you— think—of—that?” Aggie teetered joy ously, the while she inhaled a shock ingly large mouthful of smoke. “And, oh, yes!" she continued happily, “Jim, he lifted a leather from a bull who was standing in the hallway there at head quarters! Jim sure does love excite ment.” Up-to-Date Jokes “So you think you would make a sat isfactory valet for an old human wreck like myself, do you?" said the old sol dier to the applicant for the position of body servant. “You know I have a glass eye, a wax arm, and a wooden leg that need to be looked after, not to men tion my false teeth.’’ “Oh, that’s all right, colonel,” said the applicant, cheerfully, “I worked five years in the assembling department of the motor car works, and there Isn’t a machine on the market that I can’t take apart and put together again with my eyes shut." * * * They were newly wed, and were show ing their friends over their tiny apart ments. Each room in turn was inspect ed. Last on the list came the kitchen. The little wife waxed eloquent. “You see,” she said, “that is where 1 do all my cooking. And this is the very basin in which I mix my cakes.” “And this,” cried the young man, In dicating the oven with a sweep of his arm, "is the brick kiln!" • * * , ‘That maid reminds me of you when you first started to play cards, dear,” said the. husband at the table, when the girl was a long time bringing in the birds for dinner. “Why so?” inquired the wife. “She’s delayed the game." ♦ * * Teacher—Now, who can write me a sentence containing the word “grue some?” . Tommy went up to the blackboard, and this is what he wrote: “Dad did not shave for a week and gruesome whiskers.” * * * “Is she musical?” "Yes; she has a natural voice, a sharp tongue and a fiat nose.” To Be Continued To-morrow. Her Only Comfort. She was the new charwoman, and, because of the fact that her new mis tress was young and inexperienced, she was expatiating on her manifold woes. “Yes; an’ would you believe it. mum, there’s me ’usband done no work for six years, an’ ’ad an ailment for the last four? An’ I’ve two chil dren to pervide for. 'Course, one’s 16, though the other's only a Mttle ’un.’ /X “But," interposed the young mis tress timidly at last, “doesn't—Isn’t the elder one a great help?” “You’re right, mum,’ declared the garrulous one, as she wiped her streaming eyes with the corner of her apron. "Shes a real comfort, she is. She often sits down an’ cries with me!” 4 DOROTHY DIX ON THE WHYS AND WHEREFORES OF MARRIAGE INCOMPATIBILITY classes st- ted parish schools railed at the 1 pi’s the I delight at the “De you ki marked, “sine plumbing and se>* it ain’t c sjnee for gas." ‘Dear roe! fled reverend m that'.”’ By DOROTHY DIX. NOTHEH m "Why, he went and mo\ ed our per ny-in-the-Rlot mo c*r from the kitche* to outside the front door .’’ came thi explanation. “But don’t you hav. to drop th pennies* in just the sa:i ie?“ querie the vicar. 'Not us. vicar!" 1 a mo t he proud r* Jail there is to it. Divorce in such cases i» as necessary as surgery is in A NUTHfc.K man who began life j some physical diseases." humbly, and who has achieved A Brutal Truth. fame and fortune, has divorced . „ , . . . , , , . . 1 his successful man has stated a the wife of his youth because he has . ...... . , . J brutal truth in a brutal way. It is the tragedy of achievement that so “l have gone the way of men. the better way.” he says frankly; "it is the better way because it is the way of progress A man of talent and ambition must go on If his wife turns mulish and balky it is inevit able that their ways part. The man gives the woman a chance. If she refuses to take it anil to keep pace with him. and be u worthy running mate, it is her own fault that she | sees him disappearing in a «loud of Most Prompt and Effectual Cure for Bad Colds. will not only S give relief, r permanent S pleasant t< < contains n< 5 berlain’s C t these re-111; ^ lure’s plan 1 expectornt . and TtPtc i healthy cr > has a wot'] 1 \ can always jut effect a prompt ant cure, a remedy that i > take, a remedy tha >thing injurious, (’ham ough Remedy meets a! rements. It acts on na- relieves the lungs, aid: "i gave my i*ife a chance to de velop with me. I provided enough money for leisure for her to study and improve herself, to keep house better, to dress better, to mingle with people who are helpful and stimulat ing. She refused to take advantage of any of the opportunities 1 offered her Hers was a case of arrested de velopment. She stood pat where She | was arid wanted me to stay with her F ildta’t No 1 • when he feels the ability within him- often it spells domestic misery, for among those who sit in the grand stand and cheer the victor as be wins the race there is seldom his wife. She, poor, dear lady, has been left far, far behind, somewhere in the first quarterstretch America leads the world in the number of its divorces and the amount of its domestic infelicity. I'ndoubtedly one of the reasons of this Is because we have no* fixed classes, and such wide opp; rtunlties that the man who begins ■t the lowest rung of the social lad der not infrequently ends his career on the top of it. This makes it impossible for him to know just w hat qualities he w ill need in a wife, and hence adds to the dan- gers of matrimony. Abroad people .stay more or less consistently in "that sta- ■t li:« to which it has pleased J Heaven to call them." as the prayer bt ok says. Also, as a general thing, they marry accordingly. if a man is a «. :ke be marries a woman of his own s< t :tl status, and who understands the . duchess business. On the contrary, if he is a bricklayer lie expects to be a I hrb klayer all the balance of his days, jHr<i ht espouses another bricklayer’s j daughter, and they live humbly and But in America the man who began life as a bricklayer or on the slag p’.le, and who married a woman de signed by nature to be a bricklayer’s or mechanic's wife, not infrequently comes to occupy a seat in the Seriate, or even the Presidential chair, or he becomes a multi-millionaire with the power of a king, and more than a king’s way of living. And Mrs. AVife stays just where she was. She would still be an admirable washerwoman or patcher of trousers, but she is utterly unfitted to be the wife of her husband as he is af*present. Nor is she to be blamed for this. We talk glibly about such a woman keep ing up with such a husband. We might with equal justice blame the honest Percheron draft horse for not keeping up-with the Arabian race horse, or the domestic hen for not scaring with the eagle. Because nature endowed a man with genius it does not follow' that it also supplies talent to his wife. Nor can a man at twenty be blamed for not having enough of the spirit of prophesy to know the sort of a wife he is going to need at fifty. That a gifted husband should outgrow his commonplace wife is very sad. It j is also very sad when a gifted woman 1 outgrows her commonplace husband. ! Yet the one happens as often as the other, and there is no more significant j difference between the sexes than the j way in which men and women meet this catastrophe in their lives. When a man realizes that he has out- I grown his wife, that she no longer speaks his language, nor shares his thoughts, and that it is as tedious to 1 explain tilings to her as it is to a child, he is at first impatient, and then contemptuous of her. Then he begins to neglect her. and seek the compan ionship of women who belong to the new world into which he has passed, and which he knows his wife can never really enter. Like One Dead. If he is a man with a high sense of duty he tries to make up to her for his lack of affection by giving her money. If he has the courage of his desires he pensions her and divorces her. But in any case she is really as dead to him as if the sod covered her face. The woman who has outgrown her husband suffers all that the man does who has outgrown his wife, and more, because a woman loves to look up to her husband, she loves to admire him. and when the time comes that she can no longer do so hers is the agony of the worshiper whose idol is shattered and whose God has proved to have feet of clay. But she hides her loneliness in her own heart. She keeps her dull hus band from finding out how he wearies her is she veils his imperfections from her friends, and keeps her children from suspecting that she is their father's su perior. She animates the clod, without • the clod even guessing whence comes knows that her husband cannot keep the I pace with her. There are untold bril- J liant women who turn their backs upon j glorious careers because it would mean | the wrecking of their homes. It is only in rare cases that the wom an who outgrows her husband seeks j solace for it in the society of the man j who is a fitting mate for her maturer | intellect. She deliberately fills in her j life with interests that bring her nearer j to her husband, instead of taking her j farther from him, and she stays her j footsteps tc his slow gait so that they j can jog along together. 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