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Show The Doctor's Wile - : . i By Miry Crab Bonntr g (A tilt. WMtirn Nippr twon I Mji f B HAD married her In the 1H first place of ell because KvJUJl of her lovely, low voice. o ThV hBd becn other F S reasons too her good U looka, her smile, her com- r jj mon senso, but mainly and fsjt.-tJ? chiefly the attraction JMBjBB' which had drawn him to mmnMfn her bod been her voice. It had seemed tlurlng thoeo first years of his practicing and trying to make headway In a seemingly seeming-ly unresponsive city, that voices" would drive him mad, walling, complaining, whimpering always discontented. Ercn when he met women socially he felt they refrained from telling him anything but a sorrowful tale of themselves. As for his wife eno understood. I She smiled at the poor excuses they j made to come and boo him, of the Jealousy they showed of each rfjjtrtrysrtwfllft other, of the gifts JUUOJ.m H tbey sent him, of tWP I senseless reasons r f they had for tele At g phoning. i Sometimes they -?0 ' would both be In- &jufcB a Vltcd out to din- T wt i ner at aome pd- rgWr-TL rk. tlcnt'a hoqsc. The jSmxH'tdmt i doctor's wife ,rCflr fTjl chuckled JHvl'pJ . though LZ. mW , little us !9B wanted. CH ' .Uaaallythey fAf' W1 looked at her, she Mj f IjHf know, rathor pity- n I JkCWi 1 'ingly, and at times, IV yAuSil ) the b'older.of the L; u jSl i sympathisers mJuTjlH$ j would say to her: I "Jt must be awful to bo o doctor's j wife. Fd, nevor hayo a moment's peace U I were you with so many ' .jFomcn carJng for my husband 1" "Wo get used to It," the doctor's wife said so as not to be disappoint- ? Ing, smiling to herself. What fun It ! was-to be a doctor's wife. Uow much pity one got ono dldnt deserve, how much wasted sympathy, how many l dellcloasly Jealous thoughts one In-i, In-i, spired. i,' r It, was Christmas Eve. Tho doctor I '-had promised his wife that bo would L help her In U)ose many pleasant en-,' en-,' grossing nlgtit-before-Chrlstmas tasks. L She went upstairs to seo that the l cMMreri were quite asleep when she tiefirt'the telephone ring. She. an-' an-' altered IW tnd then beard her hus-I hus-I basd's voice who was already answer- Injclt from betpw. SomcUilnr, somo curious somcthlnt, roathr her listen. "Ob doctor," sbo heard a voice soy, the volco of tho one woman who had lately caused her her flrst pongs of Jealousy, "I can't wait another moment mo-ment I must see yon. I'm sorry, on Christmas Evo too, but I must! Please, doctor, can you come, at oncer '"Tliat's all right, little lady," she heard her husband answer, "I'll be up. at once." "I'm going out for awhile," the doc tor called up tho stairs. And was gone without a -word of regret and with do effort nt- an excuse. Lafe that evening she wont out of tht lioyw. 'hc would see this other worn an. She, called a taxi and (hurried off, "Vm sorry the maid told her, "tjut Madame can see no onel" And the door waa shut abruptly:. What woujd she do) What could she do? Finally, exhausted after walk log: about, the streets, sho went hdrao her heart fuij 0f dry, choking sobs. A( last she heard the doctor's key Decame In. He looked tired. Dut she waa woro out You've been to " sho began. "Xes" tie answered wearily, as he lighted a cigarette, "I havo been there Blicaiamrxi n" UB t,rae' Dul ml2St3lSy3b she has the finest nj boy you could hope I to see; they're p. II simply delighted. t MM "Uoy?" she 'i H5y shrieked. ' s M)m m the doc" i St viiMj tor noJ,JeJ- He J JSMsJ j2 wns t0 t,c, t0 fcfS-AJJlpM notice her quick flLjj m cI,0DK or expres- WM&hl V "0h'" be fln,d pfcyJ-j1! I aftor a moment, mm tmtj k)n "Im B0 8,fl(1 J tLZllMil I dl(ln't Qn,8n te """Xf- JBjBMV A Christmas, things UbVl without me. No JUnM matter how lata It, age sm-mm jMrxi WJB get ready HC3MLi!sl3Ga 'or Christmas to-.. to-.. n u . 8ther, mustn't yr H klssod her lightly. .t?5, l ha,J lcft thQ ouso." ! l wnenbercfl 1 hadn't askod oa to wart, and I wanted you to wait m roottcr how long rd bol Selflah ,2LnrS:J,!Lhap bul we "vt bt Christmaa Eve toother and mt ?47 or tha xAUdren'a Chrlstoaa tc-gtither, tc-gtither, mustn't we, wtfo of my heartr "We raost ossuredly must," she Aaswerod him. ond added to herself: pity tho doc sr'a wife, rm tha happl-est happl-est woman In the whola world- And the doctor was saying: "My dear, do yoo know that It Is Christmas morning and that rm wish-tag wish-tag you a Merry Christmas 1" I, "Merry Christmas," she reromert I tad in her heart rang the merS and MPPlest of Christmas belts! j |