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How to Manage
a Husband
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“W
THEN I write my book on
‘How to Manage Hus- i
bands,’" serenely began
the girl who likes to talk. Then the j
storm broke and she paused.
“You haven't a husband!” cried the
bride.
“Thai's why I'm entirely competent
to handle the subject!” retorted the
girl who likes to talk.
“ Why, you can't manage a canary,
/et alone a man!” scoffed her sister.
• I said ‘husband,’ not a more man,”
sweetly explained the girl who likes
to talk. "Any kind of man can he a
man. but it takes a particular kind
to bo a husband. That's why so many
women make / mistakes they don t
appreciate the difference. They are
exactly as foolish ns the men who
think any kind of duffy-ruffles gir
has in her the makings of an ideal
rook 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 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 sense
will keep her iron hand concealed
within her glove, but no matter how
much she coos away in public about
what Mack 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 lumping through hoops and
lying down and rolling over in haste
at the crack of the whip.
r 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 arid go to the club or
the theater ami 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 vou tried.
“He is helpless in the hands of the
feminine enemy. He couldn’t find his
♦•lean 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 he had to search for them
himself. As 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 he 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 I 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 at
holiday time, and he knew that if
he had a wife she would have to buy
ihe 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, 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 so
scared at the idea of losing you that
ht'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 t** talk. “In plain
words, make e. slave of yourself In
order to boss your husband. Who
comes out ahead?”
“I am sure,” said the bride. "I
don't have to manage Jim. He is
perfectly lovely to me and lets tut*
have my own way in every”——
“Oh. ray book isn’t going to be
written for cynics anti 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.
A Powerful Story of Ad
venture, Intrigue andLove
SYNOPSIS.
A WITHIN THE LAW ^
By MARVIN DANA, from the
Play of BERNARD VE1LLER
Mary Turner, after the death of
her father and mother, is forced
tit make her own way in life. She
secures a position at the Empo
rium. a department, store owned
by E
Iward Gilder, and
after
five
i years
of bare existeno
e, valu
Mo
) silks
are stolen from
the st
ore,
j tracer
1 to Mary's department,
and
? some
of tin* goods found in
her
S lookei
Although Inn
ocent,
the
( girl i
s arrested and ac
n ten red to
S throe
years in prison.
j A ft
*r her conviction
she
ells
l Georg
e Damarest, chief
of Gilt
er’s
< h-gal
staff, that she can show
the
) merchant how to stop
thievery in
j his st
)re if garnted a ten
-minutf
In-
terview. The interview is granted,
and, handcuffed to a plain-clothes
man. she enters Gilder’s private
office. He enters immediately af
terward. j
Without mincing fif words, Mary )
) tells him that he can stop stealing (
s by paying his employees a living )
j wage.
Now go on with the story j
Copyright. I hi 3, by the II. K. Fly Com
pany The play "Within the Law” Is
copyrighted by Mr. Velller and tills
novelization of it Is published by his
permission. The American Play Com
pany is the sole proprietor of the ex
clusive rights of the representation
anj performance of “Within the Ijaw 7 ’'
in all languages.'
today’s installment.
In the end, the suggestion came
from Mary 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 wa$
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. Hack of this lay her
bitter sentiment toward the man who
lmd been the direct cause of her im
prisonment, Edward Gilder. It seem
ed to her that the general warfare
against the world might well be made
an initial step in the warfare she
meant to wage, somehow, some time,
against thal 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 Jrregutar
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 i.s
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 os an ef
fect of this latter feeling that she
was determined on one thing of vital
Importance; that never would sin* 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 meen
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 sin* might satisfy
iter rancor against the law that had
outraged her and thus In safety
since she would attempt nought save
that within the law.
Might Do Anything.
Mary's heart leaped at the possibil
ity back of those throe 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. There
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 of mighty cunning
and learning to guide his^ steps arlgni
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
X
“It's Dick!” The cry came as a wai lof despair from the girl.
only to her course most caro-
ftiliv 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 wan
absurdly simple. It was merely .
matter for Ingenuity apd for pruden e
In alliance. . . Moreover. there
would come eventually some adequate
device against her arch-enemy, Ed
ward Oilder.
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. Me 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
hud he himself ever known the torment
of serving a term in prison. Thus far,
however, the forger had always ese.aped
the penalty for his crimes, though often
close to conviction. But Mary’s argu
ments were of a compelling sort as she
set them forth in detail, and they made
their appeal to Garson, who was by no
means lacking in a shrewd native intel
ligence. He agreed that the experiment
should he made, notwithstanding the
faet 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, 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
Jo»* Garson and certain of ms 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 iter remarkable powers of in
fluencing men to her will.
It was not difficult to find a lawyer
suited to the necessities of tlie 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 d
sired point, and after judicious investi
gation site selected an ambitious and
experienced Jew named Siglsmund Har
ris. just in the prime of his mental vig
ors. who possessed a knowledge of the
law only 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 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 7 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, 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, anil
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 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
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 hank 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 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
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^ynlse.
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-
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 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 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
| treble shriek of apprehension. "I’m
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. Sjie hopefully
awaited further confidences.
“But I do want to know,” Mary con
tinued with some Reverity, “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 I 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
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
Street?”
“The dead line!” Aggie scoffed. A
peal of laughter rang merrily from her
curving lips.
“Why, Jim takes lunch e.very day in
the Wall Street Delmonico’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,
’ j 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 t
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 dPne 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 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 w 7 iped her
streaming eyes with the corner of her
apron. “Shes a real comfort, she is.
She often sits down an’ cries with
me!”
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A NOTHER man who began life
humbly, and who has achieved
fame and fortune, has divorced
the wife of his youth because he has
outgrown her.
”1 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 and to keep paee
with him. and be a worthy running
mate, it is her own fault that she
secs him disappearing in a cloud of
“1 gave my wife 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 I offered
her. Hers was a case of arrested de
velopment. She stood pai w!
was and wanted m# to stay with 1
inch
all there is to it. Divorce in
cases is as necessary as surgery is in
some* physical diseases.”
A Brutal Truth.
This successful man has 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 sit in the grand
stand ami cheer the victor as he wins
the race there is seldom his wife.
Site. poor, dear lady, has been left
far. far behind, somewhere in the
first quart erst retch
America leads the world in the
number of its divorces and the amount
of its domestic infelicity. Undoubtedly
one of the reasons of this is because we
have no fixed classes, and such wide
opportunities that the man who begins
:»t the lowest rung of the social lad
der not infrequently ends his career on
the top of it.
Tills makes it Impossible for him
to know just what qualities he will need
In a wife, and het.ee adds to the dan
gers of matrimony. Abroad people stay
more «>r less consistently in “that sta
tion of life to which it has pleased
call them.” as the prayer
she t ,
, Heaven t«
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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 baan admirable washerwoman or
patcher of trousers, but she is utterly
unfitted to be the wife of her husband
as he is at 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 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 r.eed at fifty.
That a gifted husband should outgrow
his commonplace wife is very sad. It
. . . i is also very sad when a gifted woman
i general thir.g. • , , .
outgrows her commonplace husband.
Yet the one happens as often as the
Hrccrdingly. If a man is
marries a woman of his own
is. and who understands the
siness. On the contrary, if
» kiayer he expects to be a
all the balance of his days.
;>(<usos another bricklayer’s
and they live humbly and
thoughts, and that it is as tedious to
explain things 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,
ami which lie 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 ease 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. ^5he keeps her dull ^juis-
band from finding out how he wearies
her is she veils his imperfections from
knows that her husband cannot keep the J
pace with her. There are untold bril- •
liant women who turn their hacks 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 I
who is a fitting mate for her maturer i
intellect. She deliberately fills in her
life with interests that bring her nearer i
to her husband, instead of taking her;
farther from him. and she stays her
footsteps to his slow gait so that they I
can jog along together.
It is always a tragedy w 7 hen either j
husband or wife outgrows the other, but i
when it happens the man usually sat - j
rifices his wife, while the woman offers I
up herself on the altar.
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are many others.
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