I WLtfS OF WOMEN . rTj OMEN," said Marian, as the " W Monday Luncheon coterie of five took their seats, "are great wheed- lers. Really, you know, the quality purely feminine is, with the art perfected, per-fected, a weapon with which a woman can get anything she really wants. Of course, the 'weapon' is of value only with some on in love with you. Wait-eVwaitress, Wait-eVwaitress, pretty girl with white trimmings, are you taking our order? Yes? Well, what are you going to have, girls? You know the 'end of the war' ought to be celebrated, and I for one am ging to have a real Army cocktail, cock-tail, with a little pickled onion two pickled on, What's that? You can't serve Us? Well, I like that! Oh, you Will call a boy. All right. Boy, one I Army cocktail, two three five Army cocktails with Don't know what an j Army cocktail is? I don't wonder that J it is forgotten; a very dry 'bronx' with 1 K an onion, sonny five of 'em. ) ' "What was I talking about or rathe what are we going to eat? These awful menus! Talk about your starving people overseas unless you llll in with something you don't like, we are just about starving here at j home. iCan't eat grape-fruit, because we can't have enough sugar to make j it palatable; can't eat two rolls be- ! cause you can have only butter for j one; can't have a chop because it is veal day, and you dont' eat veal; ham 4 and eggs we have to take for breakfast. Chicken how's chicken? All kinds of chicken a la this, a la that. How's a la King! Waitress, bring "Well, that's off our chests! What were we talking about "You mean, dearie," said Mollie, "what were you talking about! No one else has had a word in edgeways, but thank God for that! You know, .dearie, we really thought wo would rhave to give up the Monday club you were getting so so sentimental conscientious! sad or so " "That'll do, Mollie darling. I know what I was talking about. It was the 1 .wheedling quality in women. Do you J know that quality, darling?" And Marion, with a pause long enough for scoring something, went on: "Women really have to resort to wheedling to get fhat they want if it is something out of routine, -wtih a husband, or any man in the family. I know a woman ' who thought she. was In love with an other man, and do you know she i wheedled that thing along, with pre tended non-understanding, and an innocent in-nocent baby-stare, and putting the burden bur-den of proof on her husband until one evening her husband, overhearing a I part of a conversation, actually pro posed a test separation! "He said it was due to his darling little wife that she have a chance to know her sweet .little mind and heart that she take two weeks two months all the time she wanted, for ' that matter to study herself and the situation. The romarkable part of it 2 is that the trusted lo er as well as little I wife, and both were placed in the hlgh- I class position of not abusing his confl- I dence in them. What do you think of I that? They were to see each other' I i I 'naturally' he said with no restrictions, restric-tions, could go to luncheons, dinners, theatres, etc., and she was to have every opportunity to decide which man Was necessary to her happiness! Can you beat it? "How did it end or has it ended you ask, Mollis darling? Surely you, with your practical viewpoints and knowledge of women and human nature na-ture know how a little thing like that would end. It may not be ended. But a climax intruded. The husband forgot to study himself. She wheedled him into a saint Christ-like situation, but his masculine traits took a hand. She flung up her hat metaphorically at her freedom. She went here, she went there with her handsome lover. New York is Bmall; you know, a certain cer-tain set will have its own popular places, and you meet about the same people. It kept her lying about her husband being out of town, and it kept him lying about his wife being still at their country places with occasional trips to town. "One night they met he with a party of friends, and also with a part just after each had told the customary custom-ary lies! She laughed at the contre-tempts, contre-tempts, but he flushed. It looked exactly ex-actly as if she had caught him in wrongdoing, and had him cold. Of course it was all right, but it annoyed him to see her so nonchalant and happy, and he decided he would call a halt on all test. The next day he demanded de-manded an interview. There was where he made his second mistake the first one being the arranged test for heart. If he had let well enough alone, she was already getting tired of the one admirer she generally had a string of them and had seriously thought of confessing to her husband that he was the one man who was necessary nec-essary to her happiness, though it was against all her ideas of managing men. "But the tyrant man in friend husband hus-band butts in ,and says she must decide de-cide instantly that if she wants it she han have a divorce, but he must have his wife now or never. Then friend lover takes a hand and oh, yes, darling, dar-ling, he was at the interview! says he will not have the woman he loves go through the divorce courts the disgraceful dis-graceful Now York divorce court or any divorce court In the word of the day, he abdicated honestly too! Now friend husband has two martyrs on his hands and a conscience which his darling little wheedling wife keeps busy. Of course she intende to go back to her husband all the time. The 'test' was only a bit of variety In her life. "Hello! Here's that chicken a la King. I'm actually ashamed to look at a chicken; haven't eaten anything else since Hoover got busy. How abut an Army cocktail! Perfectly safe you know, the onion modifies It. Boy, la "inisma." Town Topics.