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Show RMOjldLim cJucrlin Old Llm Jucklln, tho young brldo-groom, brldo-groom, tho brldo and Mrs. Jucklln were gathered together discussing connubial bllsn from a modorn and ancient standpoint, respectively. "Tho experiment of every wcddln' In tho hunlmnd," ho remarked, looking at the young man. "No matter how wlno ho may bo, how goed a Judge of a boss and tho weather, somothln' altogether al-together different arises In his life whon he taken unto himself a wlfo. Ho thlnkn nho In tho simple rule of throe, but boforo long ho finds out that nho Is all mathematics, with a ntdo light that dazzloii but don't explain ex-plain astronomy." Mm. Jucklln apoko up. "Llmuol, what nro you trying to got at? You would havo It appear that n woman in nomothln' not to bo understood." "Oh, no; nho Is porfoctly plnln and bo In nunnhlno, but nobody can't pick It up nnd examine It to his own oatls-faction. oatls-faction. Woman's all right. It'n tho young husband thnt I'm gotlln' at If I can. Mnrrlngo la a time when a moto getn into tho eye of all experience. Things nro looked nt through winks hair light and half dark; makln' a sort of twilight for tho soul; nnd In tho golden dunk everything looks different from what It really in. Marriage was mado to protoct Woman, and havln' been cut out for her llko a garment, It fits hor." "Hut don't It fit a man, too?" -the brldo timidly Inquired. "Yes, my denr, with a tnkln' In hero und a lottln' out thoro," tho old man replied. "Tho man la tho ono that has to bo tnmod. Ho has to bo broko in nnd mado bridlawise, llko n colt. With him nmi'rlago in an ond; with hor a beglnnlnV Do you follow mo7" "No, I'm afraid not," said tho brldo. "I thought not. nut what do you think, Illlllo?" Thin was addressed to tho bridegroom. "Don't know oxnotly. All I know In I lovo Salllo and will always lovo hor," ind tho protty oyoH of tho brldo with Bltant music sang out, "now thoro." "1 don't doubt that," said tho old "Yes, wo ntart out a waltin' for the wagon," replied the old man. "And we end silently lying within Its gloomy precincts," said the old minister. "GracloiiB met" exclaimed Mrs. Jucklln, "nro they goln' to preach a funeral right here?" Old Ltmucl laughed. "I'm not. I'm Just tryln' to glvo Dllllo, thore, a Ilttlo bit of advice. And nn I was goln' to remark, I don't know of any ' ' - 'Many a Time I've Sat Up Walt man. "Put tho mornln sun Is u ah lulu' lu-lu' on you now and tho noontime or trial hasn't como. Put It will como. Thin boautlful book you now poBsess Ih ahown to you only a pngo nj. a time. You can't turn over tho lonvos and look at tho pictures of tho future. Tho plot must como to you a lino nt n tlmo. Tho fnot la, you've got to draw your own pictures for tho book. Some of thorn will bo painted and nomo made with ohurcoal." "I wish tho wagon would come." apoko up tho bridegroom, glancing through tho window. tin' for You," Said Mrs. Jucklln. ply his ovory wnnt. Ho haa told hor tlmo and again that she did. Put there cornea a tlmo whon he wants to stay out n night, to anlff tho air of his for mor reckless freedom. It's bin naturo. It wua hor naturo as nn obedlont dnughtor to stny at homo of nights. And when sho tlndn that she hasn't boon strong enough to romodol his nature sho grieves in hor soul. ''Many n night I've sat up wnltln' for you," said Mrs. Jucklln. "Yes, but I enmo, didn't I?" "Yos." sho admlttod, "but nt what tlmo?" "Oh, I didn't havo to keep track of tho time. Put I want to say to Blllle that stayln out at night is ono of tho worst babita a man can fall into. It ia tho dark side of married life. No matter how truthful a man may havo started out, It makes him moro or Icsa a liar. Midnight and tho truth nln't twins. And a man hasn't reformed re-formed whon ho cubscs himself for beln a fool. The wisest man feels ho la a fool when he Btays out too late. There ain't no reproach moro fotchln' than to see tho moon fadln' away in tho heavens. Of course, a man can't stay at homo all tho time. The fact is, I'll bo hanged If I know what ho Is to do. I'm not talkin' about tho saint, but tho fleshand-blood man. You may try all you please to mako a hymn of lire, but tho first thing you know n Jig tuno popa up. So, PIlllo, when you catch yourself inclined to whlBtlo too many of the Jigs, stop and ask y Marriage Is the Time When a Mote thing that stands more In need of common com-mon senso than marriago tho young husband, I might say. Ho Is as raw as ungtnncd cotton. Ho begins by yloldln' to ovory porBtiaslon nnd after n whllo rebola -against himself. A woman never understands why sho should surrender a territory that has graciously been presented to her. And the sweetest of nil territories la tho enjoyment or tho spare tlmo or hor husband. Sho finds hor mollowest pleasuro In his society, and can't voryy well understand why sho doesn't sup- Gets Into, the Eye of All Experience. yoursoir ir they pay in the long run. I don't mean that you nhould be serious. Nothln' In gained by beln' solemn. David Is remomborod as well for havln' hav-ln' danced boforo tho ark as for some of his psalms wheroin ho wanted tho Lord to wlpo out a wholo lot of rolka. Havo all tho run you can, but recollect it ain't tho healthiest run If you havo to llo about It to your wire. Tho old Idea that a man Is excusablo for lyln' to his wire ain't a good one, Whon you havo lied, and sho has caught you, I am not at all certain thnt n generous acknowledgment will pay. And yet ir you Btlck to It n long tlmo must pass boforo you can live it down. A womnn's memory Is like tho sun it, .rlsos freslu-overy mornln. Sometimes n nlmplo lie is n ilngor-board ilngor-board polntiu' toword tho courthouso whore thoy koep divorces. A woman may admlro a man because ho's a good dancor, but in her heart sho loves truth nnd honor. So, bo ns truthful aa you can, nnd whon you find that you havo exhauated your stock ask hor to help you to replenish It. Mako a distress of your scarcity of truth and sho will bo pleased to nurso It. It will do hor good. Marriago may Btart out as a picnic, you know, but a picnic pic-nic has lta cold victuals. To sum tho wholo thing up, do tho best you cnn. Po patient. Itemembor thnt you aro n man and that tho foot of a man is nonrly alwnys on tho vorgo or sllppln'. And whon It has slipped put It back with as Ilttlo nolso as possible. Toll the truth just as often as you can, and you will find It an investment that draws compound interest In gold." (CopyrlRht. by Oplo Read.) |