TIIK 1IKK: OMAHA. MONDAY, 11KCEMHKH 14. l'JM.
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No. 7
Why My Hus
band Left Me
By DOROTHY DIX.
"I lost my husband," Mid the seventh
woman, "through my children.
"Children are popularly suppose! to be
the stronreet bond that holda a htm
bund and wife to
gether. FomeM'nes
they ir, and
sometimes they ere
the first aid to di
vorce. It all 5e
jnds upon how
much good, hard
horse sense the
woman haa, and
how well she un
drrvtanda men.
"I didn't under
atand man at all.
J thought that a
father Just as
much of a father
aa a mother la a
.mother, and waa
J mt aa willing to
, f 1 .. - -
sciiflce on the altar of a red-faced baby,
and by the time I found out my mistake
the mischief waa done. My happienss had
Bona to awell the mountainous matri
monial Junk pile.
"Tou remember the old Frenrli ssylng:
There arc women who are, all wives, and
other women who are all mothers.'
Whenever I hear a mar. address hi wife
a mother t shudder. It means that she
has failed aa a wife, and that she Is noth
ing to him but his children's mother.
"When Tom and I were married w
started out with every prospect for hap
piness. We were rk-h. We were young
and good looking and deeply in lov. with
each other, and. best of all, we were
comrades. We liked the cam sort of
things. Ws golfed together, we auto
moblled together. we went to the theater
together, we had little; auppera together.
We were the kind of chums that two
people may be who are absolutely sym
pathetic in every taste and habit.
'Then my baby came, and we were
frantic with delight over hlin,'and I, In
particular, waa mad about him, and I
not only spent the whole day hanging
over his cradle, but put In the evenings
sitting beside it, although there wasn't
the slightest necessity for doing so, for
Tommle was a sturdy, healthy little chap,
anl I had a reliable nurse who knew a
hundred times more about taking rare
of a baby than I did.
"To my amasement, by the time the
baby was a month or six weeks old I
found out that Tom expected me to take
P our usual Ufa, One evening at dinner
J saw him looking critically at msf 'Aren't
ou feeling quite well again V he asked
me. 'BDtondldiv .' T
. - - ""I,. men wny
m Z put " wom of jrour Pwr.'
...... r'..m ana ao your hair fuasy
again r he aaked. "Oh. Tom. I can't.' I
laughed; baby pull. . at my n(,
ho a so strong he'd Just tear my l.cea to
Utter..' 'Humph waa all that Tom said
ly way or reply, but I could see that he
waa unconvinced. ,
"1 told myeelf that he wa. aU, to .
feet me to dress up like I used to. and
child, and I never suspected what a
i .!!?. w Tom " bty loving eyes
He used to be so proud of my looks? but
came. ,r OUr ,,r"1 hb'
"I aotutlly horrified when TVmJ
wr,ne?r,m,.oJn',,, 6in' -2- 2s
Vhy I cJT! Up "' our Mends.
t. 1 cf I ve got to stay and
If she Isn't reliable, turn her off and
somebody who Is. I do-t see onv
meU Just bec.u we happen to have a
VthiV "J"0 t0 MWr uch
ve in. " tb' U
l?r. I"" -hould wake up
nd cryr I exolalme tragically. "WelL
oppose he does; , M.,Th.
give h m mtle peppermint nd watir
s wei .. you e.B. MM Tom
perfly miserable.' J objected and that
nded the matter.
?' iw,ce w1nt'r To" '
during the most pol,.nt .cm. would
grab his hsnd 4n.l .t.i
Poss th. house ,. on f,r...n1 ;u'h
.. ... ano ih baby should be
...rpwr ln th niidt " th.
. ..usn-provoaing scene I would alt
T .J; "Prlon. and when
id reply th.t I Just felt sure that by"
feet w. uncovered, or nurM 5d neg
Jected to put sterllie4 nlppi. on h".
bottle whe she fed him.
"Nor were our evenings at home much
...ore cheerful. b.uM , would
hour, putting the baby to ked. .
was tucked In hi , would ,u
ne ear strained listening for a" wall
from the nur-ery whl.e Tom v.in.y tri.d
to InU-rest me to ,c
al,,rb.n, him. 8 oh ,
wheal'Vbrm,t1,1 WM '"'y reiJeo
without me and spending hi. evening, at
c ub. Of cJrM , mp.nt to
and Uk. up our Uf. together when th.
baby Was a lluj. o,d.r. but I never dW
.h.MV' ' euweeatng year. olh.r
Z 71 "' D1 1 bm nor.
mothr and
"I ceased In h , , .
u.ba,,d. I lost Intent In the thing, he
Interested In. I grew old and dull
before my tlma. .hut up ln th. MrMrr,
and I bored peopl. because my only 11m
or conversation waa about the relative
Jd. and Tomrar did.
And Tom was a man who had to have
tomw.nion.hjp. who had to be aroused
no ha4 to be admired and petted.
..-de much of. aad becaw I nlrcted
him. and he found none of these things
at home, be sought them abroad. Such
a iiu.u never seeks In vain, and at last I
, ,ow mat while I had been hold
In? inv baby's kimi .r ... J
- waning aa-
Mher woman had been holding myus-
our rnuaren bad separsted us. Be
3iv. ie. tne real corestwndeot la many
a divorce suit Is the siren In the crib
irvm i,uin im, tutiX infatuated young
u-ythr lannot Usr herself ii W
ti.oili to louk properly after her bus-
a iiu.
The Wedding Ring 0
Copyright. 114, Internat'l News Service.
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By Nell Brinkley
A ont-rtns; circus, with Dan holding the hoop of sold and beg-g-lnc
and Imploring you to Jump through and not waste too much
Urn shying about, measuring the height of It, so you may be aure
not to stub a toe, looking over the ground that you have to land on,
that it may not be boggy, or full of holes and stones under the fair
turf, where a chap and a girl may break a heart ln coming to earth!
But come to earth you must some time, oh lovers, even though
at the summit of your flight you pass through the gold of the honey
moon ring so don't let Dan hury you up, or bandage your eyes for
he's after doing both when he can; once through what does he care
he beats his winged way to another Jumping gcound.
What an edifying glimpse his conscience would be that ring
master with the wrecks of leapcrs who have come to grief scattered
over Its one-time lily-white surface!
"Take your time step lively!" he cries while he holds aloft ths
luring, glittering ring. And the scent of bride-roses goes to his
head and his heart Is as butter at the golden ringing of a wedding
bell. NELL BRINKLEY.
Life's Daily Round
By MRS. FRANK LEA H.N KD.
Think what you might be doing In ths
world If you were spared this fussy
housekeeping," said a woman to a friend
whom she met going to attend to the
commonplace duty of ordering her mar
keting for the day.
"What should I be doing?" asked the
friend gently. .
"Oh, I don't know." replied the rest
less friend, vaguely, "but you might be
working for some great oause, doing
something better and finer than this dull
routine."
Well," replied the friend, pleasantly,
"I think I am working fur a cause which
may not aeem great to some people, but
what I am doing Is the very best thing
that I oaa do. 1 can kevp house, make a
comfortable, happy home for my near
est and dearest ones. My place Is Just
where I am, where others depend on me.
t can be of more use In my own sphere,
which seem, to you so narrow, than I
could out in the world."
'But you might same yourself, aa I do.
by telephoning ord." Interrupted th.
other, Impatiently.
"No." answered here friend. "1 go on
the economic principle of seeing things
myself. It Is a strong bar against waste
fulness and make a difference la the
family finances. 1 am prepared to hear
a good deal of ralltnj at my pomte of
view sod many accusations of being out
of the line of progress, bit I hope to go
on wttn my round of dally duties"
The restless woman was now hurrying
away, but not without a parting shot that
she "detested the 'common round" and
waa on her way to a committee meeting.'
It was Interesting to have the, scraps
uf conversation repeated to me by the
friend herself who made so s4mpl a
stand In tb. laterests of home life, and
who thus protested agiinst the consum
ing and insistent restlessness which
possesses many women of the day,
women who are longing to do great
acts, looking for great opportunities, may
let life pass without doing the Utile
things which are close at hand and need
to be done. Life Is made up of Infinitesi
mals. Opportunities for doing great
thing, seldom occur.
If we are doing the thousand little
thlnga of every-day. commonplace life, If
we are diligent, careful, faithful, accu
rate, we are building these qualities Into
our character and w. may b. Influencing
others more than we know, influence la
not a thing to try for. The more we
seek It ths less we gain.
It la very certain that the more faith
ful we are ln little thins, the more In
readiness we shall be to do a great thing
when the opportunity come, than if w.
have fretted discontentedly and ftved In
a constant rush and hurry.
It la not by trying to get out of our
own lot, but by doing the best we can
la It, that we can be of use; not by
thinking how much better we could do.
or how much better and happier we could
be somewhere else, but by finding out ob
jects and occasions of being of service to
those near us.
Life Is not wasted when it la spent in
th. little, every-day thlnga which help
to make It bright for others. The dally
round of ordinary duty la not to be de
spised. Home service may seem obscure,
but It Is sacred.
Advice to Lovelorn
By Beatrice
Fairfax
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Does Your Sweetheart Drink?
A t aeelsaear.
A woman who had engaged a new
servant felt that ah. had at last secured
the proverbial treasure, for the girl
seemed to huv. a due appreciation of her
beautiful home.
"tk you piffvr to work in fine houses?"
she remarked.
"fure.; : muni." replied the girl. "It's
!l.ur to hcv nutliln tut IxplnFlM
dishes to break." Judge.
A Dishonorable Thing.
Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a girl of 20
and have been going out pretty steadily
with a young man of about the same
age.
After I met him. but before I went out
with him. I met his brother. At the timu
he did not sppeal to me as strongly as
he doea now, and since I have met him
again in the company of hla brother, 1
have found out the state of my affec
tions. 1 am now going nut with the one In
order that I may he In his brother's com
pany, and I would like to know how to
gain the affections of the other without
losing the renpect of the one?
EDNA P.
Tou are doing a most reprehensible
thing. In simple terms you are using th.
affection one brother feels for you In
order to win that of the other brother.
I abould say that about all you will ac
complish will be to hurt the one who
cares for you and to disgust the one you
want to win.
Distance Does Nat oeat.
Pear Miss Fairfax: I am very much In
love with a young seniieman who lives
ln Idaho. We have carried on correspond
ence now for almoKt a year and 1 have
every reason to believe that he loves me.
As 1 do not ever expect to see him again
would you advUe me to keep up the cor
respondence or to try to forget h m
ANXIOUS
If this man cares for you, you have no
reason to feel that you "never will see
him again." Keep up your correspond
ence and what for the natural develop
ment of your love.
Jealeaa lrla.
Dear Miss Fairfax: I have been going
out with a man for two yen re who pro
fusees to love me dearly, yet an old
sweetheart of his, whom he went out hh
for four years, appears now and then
and eiutonvors to part us by slv devkea,
ec.
In spile of his unhspplness over her I
love hi in. t-hull 1 uite him up or do you
'.hinh It Is memory which affects lilm'
vthe treated him very badly) and shov.d
I continue going with him? I have more
pride than anything and am hurt.
UXTIAPrT.
Don't let Jealous pride separate you
from the man for whom you care. It la l
not strange that the tie of old friendship I
has some hold on him that simply proves j
him loyal. Try to counteract the un- j
pleasant Influence of the girl who once '
hurt him by absolute loyalty and unfail
ing kindness on your own part. -
The Gaest Hum,
Dear Miss Fairfax: I was given an in
troduction to a young collene man this
summer who afterward became attentive
to mo.
When he left the city this fall to re
nin, his (college work I, with the con
sent pf my stater snd brother-in-law,
with whom I live,- extended him an In
vitation to spend the Christmas holldayc
with us. This he accepted.
Now what I would Ilka to know Is this:
How shall I fit up hla room. U 11. H.
The guest rooms In the house of society
people are fitted up with everything a
visitor may need soap, lotions, brushes,
etc But I consider It very bad taste to
offer to supply a guest who comes with
luggage and Is supposed to furnish his
own wardrobe with article, of wearing
apparel. Have the room near and cheer
ful and well supplied with eoap and
towels. Add a few flower, and soma new
magaxines to give It cosy cheer and do
no more.
The Rellglea af th "Galatea Rale."
Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a girl of If
and have been keeping company with a
young man for about sis months. Our
parents approve of our engagement, but
we are of different religions. Do you
think we would be happy?
ANXIOCB.
Since your parents raise no objections
and you and your sweetheart lov. each
other truly, I think you are very foolish
to allow the question of religion to enter
Into your considerations. -
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
If the little god of love wore any gar
ment, to which a badge could be pinned
there would be fastened to his coat a
little white riboon bow Indicating that
he I. on the aide of those opposed to
every form of intoxicating liquor, for he
comes quickest, stays longest and is tru
est to those whose habits and lives are
decent and Clean- And this, I am quite'
aure, may never belaid of the man who
drinks. This la In answer to the following
letters:
Heart-tn-oken writes' that ah. is 19 and
engaged to a young man five yeara her
senior. "He claims he loves me affec
tionately, but he has a habit of going on
sprees for three days St a time. When
we became engaged he promised to give
up liquor, but soon went back to drink
ing again. ' Would you advise me to
marry him?"
Sally says:
"I am desperately in love with a man
two year, younger than I am. Lately
he ha. been acquiring bad habits,' and
every effort on my part to cure him has
failed. He claims he lovea me wildly. I
feel that I love him too much to give hlra
up. Can you suggest any method by
which I can cure him?"
If my contention that lovea comes quick
est, stays longest and Is truest to those
of decent hsblts and Uvea, bear, no
weight with these foolish girls, let the
following letter bear Its share of the
proof that to marry g man who drinks
la suicidal folly:
"When I wa. 1 years of age I met and
married a man of 28 after an acquaint
ance of only three weeks. I did not know
what I waa doing: I only knew that I
loved him. but I have found out since
what a crime It Is against happiness to
marry a man of whom one knows noth
ing. I . found out within a few weeks
after my marriage that he waa a drink
ing man, and have suffered every hu
miliation a woman may know in my life
with hlra for twenty-five years. Wa have
five living children, and though he pro
fesses to love them and me,, he has' never
given up drink tor our sake. I find that
I cannot bear the touch of hia hand, and
that my disgust grows greater every day
I am with him until it seems sometime,
that I will grow mad with my hatred and
loathing for him. Perhapa you can help
me, hut I doubt it. I have no one to go
to, no way of making a living, and must
stand his abuse till the day of my death,
or become a burden in the home, of
others. I write this letter In the hope
that some girl who loves a man who
drinks may read It I want to tell her
that the man who love, liquor loves It
mor. than he loves any woman, or honor,
or life Itself. I want her to know that
no promise given ln a whisky-soaked
breath is ever kept. I want her to give
up such a man before she calls down on
her head the life-long .uttering I have
brought on mine."
Will these girls, and all other girls who
love a man who drinks, read and beedT
Why ts Itf
"Of the 67,000 varieties of thines about
women's ways that it Is Impossible for r.
man te understand," said a quiet observer,
"I will mention only one. Why Is It that
women button on their coats the other
way from the wny in which a man but
tons on his coat? A man's coat Is so
made that the buttons come on ths left
side or half of the aurment. when it is
buttoned. In a woman's coat, the buttons
come on the right side. When a woman
pula on a man's overcoat the first thing
she says is always this: "Why, It but
tons the wrong way!' Of course, the
man thinks thst the woman's way ia
wrong, and the only thing that Is certain
about it is that the man's coat buttons on
one side and the woman's on the othar
tiltsburgu Dispatch.