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Show 1 . ! the noted, futlior j I 3 A DOLL WIFE. j tjl As John came toward the bed I clos- WfrS' ed my eyes, ira did not want to talk to him then. I & Some way it seemed as if I never! W ..-' wanted to Inlk to him again. SL , ' When I am away from John's per- i sonality, when I do not feel his pros- f ence, hrs touch, I am almost afraid I '; 1 do not like him any more and his 4 causeless jealousy of Karl Sbepard is making me almost dislike him. ' 1 never could understand why any jj; . woman should wish to make the man 'l she loves jealous of her. It has always ft seemed to me lhat a man cheapens a woman when he becomes jealous of 3 her, and certainly a woman never D wants to become cheap in the eyes of I the man she loves, j 'The man who loves me truly must trust me absolutely. I should hate to j iliink, in fact, I do hate to think that1 my husband has such a distrustful, I mind. I can not imagine that John' I would think I would under any cir-' I cumstances be anything but true to' B ' He Woufd Have Underotood. If John had only read Jvarl's letter s he) would have understood the whole h matter, but now he never v. ill. He will! jP" always think that' there was some-, thing in it that Karl Shepard should) fi-- not have written to another man's wife. I can not understand why John,' should bo jealous of me. I am not In' the slightest degree jealous of him and J Elizabeth Moreland and yet I am quite' sure there is not one of our friends I that does not pity me more or less because of my husband's friendship Whenover I have felt any doubt of, U John because of her, I have remem-l I bered that he has known Elizabeth all- I his life. Ho could have married her I any time that he wished. Yet he chose1 I me after our three veeks of whirlwind' : I could not feel John's gaze upon me as 1 lay there with my eyes closed, but I am sure I made him feel that I I was . perfectly unconscious . of his I scrutiny. He bent 'down and his face came closer and closer to mine. Finally Fi-nally I felt his lips brush my forehead and as he straightened up, I heard him sigh involuntarily. Like a Tired Child. "She looks like a little tired child," I heard lilin say to Alice. "1 neve)1 would have dreamed sh'b had grown so thin had I not lifted her out of the carriage and up the stairs this morning. morn-ing. I hate to go home and' leave Tier bere. She should be where I could look after hor." "That's just what has worn Katharine Kath-arine to A shadow," said Alice. "You have looked after her too closely. You .have not allowed her to-say her soul w-as her own. Katherine "is a high , spirited girl, all her life she has had the Independence of an only child, and if j'ou had been gentle and tender you could have done anything with her; as it is, I am not sure but it is too late. If your happiness is forever shattered, you have only yourself to blame, ' John," I "Good heavens, girl; what are vou talking about? One would think that I wero a brute. I have only tried to Ikeep all the little troubles and annoyances annoy-ances of every day life away from her. I don't want my wife to be bothered with anything." Doll Type of Woman. "Yes. I know, I know, John. You typify one kind of man exactlv. You I don't want a wjfe. a comradc.'a com-iPanion com-iPanion to share your jova and sor-jrows, sor-jrows, your victories and defeats. Your (idea oC a companion is tho doll type ,of woman easy to look at, flattering .to your vanity, but oh, so utterly useless, use-less, so good for nothlncr. The doll vifo of vour ideals, John, would have Katherlne's beautiful red hair, her satin complexion and her figure which you would dress In the most expensive of clothing, to advertise your prosperity, prosper-ity, but It would have none of the substantial sub-stantial characteristics of a real wife. A certain type of man, John, you aro one of them, wants a doll to play with when you choose and to lav away in a bureau drawer whilo you go to play with another dolly. And if your typo of man happens to marry a girl with a mind and a heart he blames her if tho marriage goes wrong." "Oh, Alice, you make me tired. You are positively vulgar in your remarks." "Truth cuts," said Alice sententious- iy. .', Tomorrow The Money Question. |