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“W
HEN 1 write my book on
'How to Manage Hus
bands/" strenely began
the girl who like* to talk. Then the
storm broke and she paused
‘■you haven't a husband!" (Tied the
bride.
That * why I’m entirely competent
*o handle the subject retorted the
*irl who like* to talk
Why, you can't manage a canary,
let alone a mau!" scoffed her sister.
I said 'husband.' not a mere man,"
sueetky explained the girl who likes
to talk. Any kind of man can be a
man. but it takes a particular kind
to be a husband. That's why so many
women make mistake* they don’t
appreciate the difference They are
exactly as foolish as the men who
think any kind of fluffy-rutfles girl
has in her the makings of an ideal
« ook and housekeeper ready to pop
forth like the cap in a Christmas
cracker*
Why, it s no more natural for one
of these snaky, fascinating, almond-
eyed siren* that men go crasy 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 sense
will keep her iron hand concealed
within her glove, but no matter how
much she coos away in public about
what ‘Jack says’ and how 'Jack wants
this’ or ‘Jack wants that.’ she knows
perfectly well that in reality she is
ruling jack with precision and dis
patch, and if she has had time enough
he is jumping through hoops and
lying down ami rolling over in haste
st the crack of the whip.
"I don’t believe in the crushed mar
lied 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 his
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. As for towels, all he lias
to do is stretch forth his hand and
open the cupboard door in the bath
room. but he never does it. He
i ranes his neck over the stairs and
shouts down reproachfully to his
wife that there apparently is not a
towel in the house and he pathetically
wishes, if it is not too much trouble,
ihat she would ascend the stairs ami
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 bands. Perhaps, however, she
tarries to wipe the back of her hus
band's neck and ears for him. like
»*ne woman I knew.
Why. I heard about a man who
k »t married because he had millions
loving relative* and it drove him
< rusty buying presents for them at
holiday time, and he knew that if
he had a wife she would have to buy
the presents. Husbands shift all
► nrts of things upon their wives’
altouldert besides shopping. They
make them do all the dinner calls and
Hie letter writing and the charity
work, and the battling with house
bibs and the invitation list, and 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 ho
scared at the idea of losing you that
he’ll let you do any 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 a slave of yourself In
order to boss your husband. Who
comes out ahead?"
"1 am sure," said the bride. "I
don't have to manage Jim. He is
perfectly lovely to 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
got to manage their husbands or 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 talk, still trying to learn!"
What Enry Learned.
There had been some technics,
classes started in connection with he
parish schools and when the vicar
ailed at the hoxm of q^; of the pu
pils the boy’s motht> ^j^ressed her
•1 »o > ou kn> v vlo»- re
marked. "since ’Enry took up ‘he
plumbing and gasflttijiAA* them clas-
s t ain’t cost us Tfcingle penrr -
since for gas. ’
Dear me! replied the much grati
fied reverend gentlemen "And how
is that?"
"SVhy. he went and moved our per*.
n> - n-the-slot meter from the kitchen
to outside the front door." came the
exi lanat'on.
But don't you have to drop the
pt-rur'ea in just the same?" querleJ
to vita r.
"Not us, vicar!" came the proud rj •
s "Other people does that for us.
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How to Manage
A Powerful Story of Ail-
** WITHI
M THP I A V
J ^ By MARVIN DANA, from the \
Up-to-Date
a Husband
venture, Intrigue andLove
nu.Tonorc, ~T~
VV 1 I 111
n I IIn LAY
\ Play of BERNARD VElLLER j
Jokes
\ Mary Turner, after the death of
) her father and mother, is forced
v to make her own way in life. She
f secures a position at the Kmpo-
v riutn. a department store owned
? by Edward Glider, and. after five
i years of bare existence, valuebl*
f silks are stolen from the store,
\ traced to Mary's department, ami
? some of the goods found in her
> locker. Although Innocent, the
< girl is arrested and sentenced to
> three years in prison.
( After her conviction she tells
Goorge Dam a rest, chief of Gilder’s
legal staff, that she can show the
merchant how to stop thievery In
his store If gum ted 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 ttie H. K Fly Com
pany The play "Within the I*iw" is
copyrighted by Mr. Velller and this
novelization of it Is published by his
permission. The American Play Com
pany Is the sole proprietor of the ex-
clurfve rights of the representation
and performance of "Within the lytw
in all languages.
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
In the end. the suggestion came
from Alary Turner herself, to the
great surprise of Aggie, and truth to
tell, of herself.
There were two factors that chiefly
influenced her decision. The first whs
due to the feeling that, sin^e the
world had rejected her she need no
longer concern herself with the
world's opinion, <>r retain any scru
ples over It. Back of this lay her
hitter 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 the world might well lie 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.
I he 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 the 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 no
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 penally
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 moon
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 law.
‘ It s Dick! ’ ’ The cry came as a wai lof despair from the girl
Might Do Anything.
Mary's heart leaped at the possibil
ity buck 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 w ithin the law. Ther»*
could be no punishment then. That
was the lesson taught by the captain
in high finance. He was at pains al
ways In his stupendous robberies to
keep within the law. To that end. he
employed lawyers <>f mighty cunning
and learning to guide his steps arignt
in such tortuous paths. There, then,
was the secret. Why sc mild she
not use the like means? Why, In
deed? She had brains enough to de
vise. surely. Beyond that, she needoi
only to keep her course most eare-
fullj within those limits of wrong
doing permitted by the statutes. For
that, the sole requirement would be
of wrong-doing jiermttted by the
statutes. Ar once. Mary’s mind was
made up. After all, the thing W'»:?
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 Gilder.
.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 <5arson
Into her confidence, lie was vastly as
tonished ut 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 had always escaped
the penalty for his crimes, though often
close to conviction. But Mary’s argu
ments were of a compelling sort «is she
set them forth in detail, and they made
their appeal to (.arson, who was by no
means lacking in a shrewd nat’ve intel
ligence He agreed that the experiment
should be made, notwithstanding the
fact that he felt no particular enthusi
asm over the proposed scheme of work
ing It Is likely that ids own strong
feeling of attraction toward the girl
whom he had saved from death, who
now appeared before him as a rudiantly
beautiful young woman, was 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 u method
whereby to baffle the law at any de
sired point, and after judicious investi
gation she selected an ambitious and
experienced Jew named Slgismund Har
ris. Just in the prime of his mental vig
ors. w’ho possessed a knowledge of the
law only to be equaled by his disrespect
for It. He seemed, indeed, precisely
tiie man to fit the situation for one de
sirous of outraging the l;i<v remorsely,
while still retaining a place absolutely
within it.
Forthwith, Ihe 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 vthem. Garson had
rooms in the neighborhood, but Jim
ynch, 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 the very first time he should be
c-aught 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 Tn each instance,
Mari is 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 nefarlousness. 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
swindler—which, in fact, had now be
come the secret principle in Mary's
morality.
A gentleman possessed of some means,
none too scrupulous himself, hut 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 dtv-
voted to the purchase of a tract of land,
which should afterward be 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
t 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.
:ut 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 iter own coterie. Here was. in
truth, a new game, a game most enter
taining. and most profitable, and not in
the leant risky Immediately after the
adventure with the advertiser Mary de
cided that a certain General Hastings
would make an excellent sacrifice on
the altar of justice—and to her own
financial profit. The old man was a
notorious roue, of most unsavory repu-
ation 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 plotting*. General Hast-
rigs 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-r-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 ; v »*'»mise.
Even while this affair was ill in the
course of execution, Mary found herself
engaged in a direction that offered at
'east 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
voung 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 j
cigarette in a very knowing way. while
watching Mary, who was adjusting her
hat before the mirror of her dressing ta- ■
b!e one pleasant spring morning.
"Dollin’ up a whole lot, ain’t you?" j
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 tilled the
picture hat to an angle a trifle more
jaunty.
The pseudo cousin sniffed.
"You s’pose that, do you? Well, any
how, he’s here so much we ought to be
chargin’ him for his meal ticket. And
yet I ain’t sure that you even know
whether he’s the real goods or not."
The fair face of Mary Turner hard
ened the least bit. There shone an ex
pression of inscrutable disdain in the
violet eyes, as she turned to regard
Aggie with a level glance.
“I know that he’s the son—the only
son—of Edward Gilder. The fact is
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 was something quizzi
cal in the glance with which she ac
companied the monosyllable:
Aggie Choked a Little.
"Well?”
Again Aggie, siiook 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 hjs 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
j on ner slow intelligence.
"My Gawd!" Her voice came in a
wise!
“But you muHi understand this,"
Mary went on. with an Authoritative
note iri her vt)lce. "Whatever may be
between young Gilder and me is to he
strictly my own affair. 11 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
awaited 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
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 lie 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
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 be,” she demanded,
"when the dead line now is John
Ktreet?"
"The dead line!” Aggie scoffed. A
peaj of laughter rang merrily from her
curving lips.
"Why, Jim takes lunch every day in
the Wall Street DeJmonico’s. Yes,” she
went on with increasing animation,
"and only yesterday he went down 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.”
To Be Continued To-morrow.
"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 he looked after, not to men
tion my false teeth " %
"Oh, ihat's all right, colonel." said
the applicant, cheerfully, "I worked five
years in the assembling department oY
the motor car works, and there isn’t a
machine on the market that 1 can't
take apart ami 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 I
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 flat nose.”
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 pervlde for. 'Course, one’s
16. though the other’s only a little
’un.’
"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! ”
Ice-Hist Crankless Freezer
DOROTHY DIX
cmThf WHYS AND WHEREFORES OF
MARRIAGE INCOMPATIBILITY
By DOROTHY DIX.
A NOTHER man who began life
humbly, and who has achieved
fame and fortune, has divorced
the wife of his youth because lie has
outgrown her.
"1 have gone tin* wax of men. the
better wax.” lie 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 wax * part The man
gives the woman a chance If she
refuses to take it and to keep txace
with him. and be a worthy running
mate, it is her own fault that she
se<4h him disappearing in a cloud of
"I gave inx wife r. chance to de
velop with me I provided enough
money for leisure for her to study
and improve herself, to keep house
better, to dres> better, to mingle with
people who are helpful and stimulat
ing. She refused to take advantage
of any of the opportunities I offered
her. Hers was a case of arrested de
velopment She stood pat where she
was and wanted me to stay with her
I couldn’t. 1 wouldn't. No man can
when he feels the ability within him
self to go on.
"I am sorry that tny wife would
not go with me. I would have pre
ferred tint she should, but the inevi
table has happened. 1 lnid t«» pro
gress. and sh* xxould not keep -tep
w jih me so I have left her. That is
fall there Is to it. Divorce in such
I cases is as necessary as surgery is in
I some physical diseases "
A Brutal Truth.
This successful man lias stated a
brutal truth In a brutal way. It is
the tragedy of achievement that so
often It spells domestic, misery, for
among those who stt In the grand
stand ar.d cheer the victor as he wins
the race there is seldom his wife.
She. poor, dear lady, has been left
far. far behind, somewhere in the
first quarter stretch.
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
opportunities that the man who begins
at the lowest rung of the social lad
der not infrequently ends his career on
the top of it.
Tilts makes it impossible for him
to know just what qualities he will need
in a wife, and hence adds to the dan
gers of matrimony. Abroad people stay
more or less consistently in "that sta
tion of life to which it has pleased
Heaven to call them." as the prayer
| book says Also, as a general thing.
| they marry accorriinglx If a man is
j h duke lie marries a woman of his own
, social status, and who understands the
duchess business. On the contrary, if
he is \ bricklayer he expects to be a
hrickla
| and In
pr all the balance of his
espouses another bricklayer’s
they live humbly
i< u a ***• mafc
life as a bricklayer or on the slag
pile, 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 Senate,
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. Wife
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 lie is at present.
Nor is she to be blamed Tor 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 soaring 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
is al so very sad when a gifted woman
outgrows her commonplace husband.
Yet the one happens as often as the
other, and there is no more significant
difference between the sexes than the
wax in which men ar.d women meet
this catastrophe in their lives.
When a man realizes that he lias out
grown his wife, that she no longer
speaks his language, nor shares his
thoughts, and that it is as tedious to
explain things to her as It is to a
d. lie 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
nexv 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 pensious her and divorces
her But In any case she is really as
v ad to him as if the sod covered het
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 conies that she can
no longer do so hers is the agony of
the xvorshiper 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
its powen.
More than that, often and often she
refuses to run the rave because she
knows that her husband cannot keep the
pace with her. There are untold bril
liant women who turn their backs upon
glorious careers because it would mean
the wrecking of their homes.
It is only in rare cases that the worn
an who outgrows her husband seeks j
solace for It in the society of the man I
w’ho is a fitting mate for her maturer j
intellect. She deliberately fills in her !
life with interests that bring her nearer
to her husband, instead of taking her
farther from him, and she stays her
footsteps to his slow gait so that they j
can jog along together.
It is always a tragedy when either j
husband or wife outgrows the other, but
when it happens the man usually sac- ,
rifices his wife, while the woman offers
up herself on the altar.
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