St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-07-14
TO MANAGE A HUSBAND.


Too Sure OF You," She Said.
Ella Higginson in West Shore.
! A half-dozen merry-hearted women
were drinking tea together one afternoon
when the conversation drifted around
to husbands. Some advanced the reck-
less opinion that it was easier to win a
husband than to keep him afterward.
The question was discussed with con-
siderable warmth on both sides. Finally,
one-a gay, fashionably gowned, CO.
quettish-eyed woman, whose husband,
by the way, was known to be very at
tentive to other women when his wife
was not present-leaned luxuriOusly
back in her easy chair and said, with
a little, soft wickedness in her eyes:
''Hhe trouble is, my dear, you do not
one of you know how to manage hus-
band"
"Oh, Belle" they all cried eagerly
cher name, however. was not Belle.
'Do tell US how to manage 'em! Wedo
so want to know!"
9 "Well," said Madam Belle, with a.
shrewd look in her yelvety eyes, lit is
very simple. You must not let your
lover or husband feel too sure OF you.
Make him understand that if he f1irts,
you will 1irt to get even; it ne stays out
nights, you will find place to go. also
and so on, right through. 1t is great
mistake to let man know how much
you think of him.
We all looked at each other in silence.
decidedly aghast at this novel and START
ling idea. Had we, then, been ma :
king such a monstrOuS mistake in
the handling of the marital reinS? Pres
entity some one asked little, demure
woman over in the corner what she
thought about it. We awaited her
reply with breathless interest, because
we all, away down in our hearts, tele
the Iiveliest kind of envy because of thr
attention she always received from a e
husband. He seemed to possess the
ideal MISUNDERSTANDING and passlOnt
ate, pure and tender; never Sentl-.
mental, but ever watchful and thought
full of her comfort and safety:-
when his eyes rested upon her,
tn ere was always tender, rev.
erent expression in them; he might
then be deeply engaged i'll conversation
with some one else, but let her drop
book OF kerchief, and 1t was restored to
her almost before she observed it; he
took off his hat to her on the street as
courteously as if she had been-h'm-e r
some other mans wife; it was not Id
the recollection of the oldest inhablt-
ant that he had ever been known to
scowl at her-as we had heard in the
.vaguest kind of way that some men do,
So it was only natural and to be expect
ed that we should turn to her In an
alert manner to hear how she managed
this desirable husband.
( ssWhy, to tell you the truth" she
said. with a sweet reflective smile, II
never thought of 1t before; but since
! you mention 1t must confess that my
ideas on the subject are directly oppo-
site to Bellies. | could neither love nor
honor man who did not trust me with
his whole soul: who did not know that
my every thought and hope was for
him; who ever looked at me-even
once-with shadow of eoubt or sus-
picion in his eyes. Woman's nature, is
purer than mans, and until he mas
been loved purely and passlonately by
a good woman, he does not know what
life holds for him.
|. u"Arts and articles and wiles may hold
man for while in nervous, uncer-
tain way; but there is no tie under
heaven-not even little, innocent
chiId-so strong to hold man true and
constant as a woman's pure, deep. trust
ing love, and the knowledge that, now
ever merry and light-nearted and fun
loving she may be, she is his, and his
only. For myself" and she smiled
kindly at Belle, 81 could not, in the
first place, care for man who required
managing, nor for one who could not
love me unless he felt as sure of me as
the sands feel that the ebbing tide will
come back again."
Bellies face was study for an artist
as she slowly put down her teacnp,
twisted her boa about her pretty. round
throat, and rising, with a pitiful at
tempt at Indifference and languor, de-
clared that she was so sorry, but, indeed
she must leave us now.