Show My I-My My Matrimonial nial Chances Chalices By Wilma Pollock IN THE HANDS OF A MIS- MIS MANAGER A woman Insl insists ts Ethel Ferris must be a student of human nature to get a husband And if It she but uses her mind sufficiently to understand understand under under- stand the man her heart Is la set on she I can call him hers For had not countless others angled unsuccessfully ully for tor her hel own husband Jim Had not she changed him from froma a matrimonial slacker into an humble suppliant for the honor of making her his wife It is true for tor I have heard Ethel tell it many Last week weer this veritable siren came cameto cameto cameto to me jubilantly announcing I have found you ou a man you ou lonely child She catalogued my prospective e husband husband husband hus hus- band as Dwight Spaulding single 38 Wall Van street broker ample l Income t good looking enough engaged when whenn 21 n jilted when 21 gay gal life since at I present bored borell and tired of being without an anchor And this continued Ethel in is 11 the tho thoI psychological moment for a sympathetic sympathetic sympathetic sym sym- I pathetic settled person like you ou to capture him But you ou must let me mei i manage the affair I I F She decided on simplicity simplicity- as the I weapon with which to accomplish Mr Spaulding's surrender surrender and and ordered me to wear my gray cashmere dress II with the dotted Swiss fichu which I Imade Imade Imade made for kindergarten board me meet meet- t. t j lIngs ings i I 1 went forth to meet her worldly I j man looking and fe feeling like Priscilla's Pris- Pris 1 cilia's cillas s sister ster but not forgetting that the Infallible Ethel was the guardian I of my fate tate Vh When n the highballs were served served Ethel said Constance never no-er never drinks drinks I have hav ginger ale for her When hen they thoy smoked Mr l Spaulding offered me a cigarette but Eth quickly Ethel I Quickly declined de de- dined or or me saying Constance I never smokes j When Mr 1 Spaulding suggested a game of cards Ethel said Constance plays only casino Well We'll play foe fot i chocolates Constance never 1 plays for 1 Money money I j After Atter we had been playing a little I while Mr 11 Spaulding said This is the mist soothing veiling I have I I passed in years rears And he the yawned I and yawned contentedly By 10 o'clock the chocolates were all won Mr Ir Spaulding said Well have to stop now that o our r chips are gone gon Oh no assured Ethel Constance Constance Con stance makes delicious fudge You men rest awhile and md then well we'll go on oni i playing casino for fudge 1 Ethel and I went down to the theand kitchen and in her I exuberance over o my conquest she cried lie Jle has it ft I bad Connie I tell ten you ou I am never I mistaken I became so excited that i 1 I spilled melted chocolate and cream j I over my frock and will have t to get geta j a new one for board meetings i When the fudge was Wa ready Ethel said Let It cool up upstairs while we weare weare weare are talking to the men On the wa way up ill she called Dwight look at the I luscious fudge Constance made madei I But Jim was alone in the library and Ethel asked Wheres Dwight f I Hes lies gone said Jim Where here to I queried Ethel Away explained Jim We e were 1 I j t talking and got on the subject of marriage I asked him why he did I not settle down and if It he had ever met a finer girl than Constance SudI Suddenly Sud Sud- denly he said he was ve very ill I Couldn't even wait to say Bay good night Asked me to convey his apologies to toi i yo you both Said he ho would hall hail a taxi j i for Miss Constance Yes outside a taxi was registering its meter off oft Mr 11 Spaulding generously generously generously gener gener- ordered it to be charged to him I departed leaving Ethel and Jim looking wretchedly disconsolate BUt I surely their dinner did not make Mr Spaulding ill m. Even a a. baby could have digested It ft He must have felt elt elt badly before he came I am glad he did not eat any fudge or I would have blamed myself I Iwonder Iwonder Iwonder wonder 1 if he really likes me as much muchas as Ethel thought Copyright 1918 by the Press Prees Publishing Co the New York Evening World |