Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1897-05-21
THE MICROBICIDE.

cago, electrician, met Miss Boteler il
Boston he was delighted.
cat last" he thought, 1T have me
the ideal Boston girl, coldly intellectu
al, rigidly precise, overwhelmingly cor
rect. F." And being blase young man tt
whom new sensation was a boon, h,
devoted himself to her assiduously.
The next time he saw her he made vi
his mind that he had seen good man,
girls in his time, but never one will
more life, verve and swing than seemed
characteristic Of this same young lady.
He watched her in curious astonish
ment. "What an exuberant, magnificent
little animal she isl' he thought. "Bu
where is the other one?"
With characteristic Chicagoan direct
ness he launched at his point at the ear
lest opportunity.
II beg your PARDON" he said, "but
never saw two girls SO different as yor
the other night and today, let alone one
girl. Is either of them you? What
your idea for that sort Of thing?"
Miss Grace looked at him in admira
tion.
"What bad form you are' she sale
in tone Of great satisfaction. "It il
very seldom am asked about it in that
brutally frank fashion. To reward you
for it I believe will tell you the facts
in the case. I know it seems quite un
believable, but both are me. A long
time ago and the people close around
me discovered that I had two distinct
personalities--the one quiet, solid, in.
tellectual, the other frivolous, light
and worldly. Understand, they are not
moods, but distinct personalities, which
come and go as they please, while I am
simply the helpless vehicle for them.
Of course both have been trife modi-
fed by being educated and environed as
one individual, but still they have diff
ferent tastes in dress, aims, amuse-
ments, everything. People say that
try to appear striking, that I pose
and all sorts Of things. Very few know
the truth or would believe it if they
did. Are you psychological enough to
appreciate the situation? I don't know,
though. Chicago people are SO grossly
materialistic.
"By Jove, but that's unique!" he
exclaimed, ignoring the slur. II never
met girl yet who afforded variety
enough to be interesting for any length
Of time Now, you are genuinely two
girls, with the added piquancy of never
knowing which you will be and with
out the trials attending the cultivating
Of two girls Be assured do appreciate
the situation and you, too" which
was a remark he would never have
made to the other girl, and therein lay
the vivid zest Of his wooing. He was
obliged to court her in such varied
styles He wondered when he came to
the proposal which girl it would be to
and how he would do it, but he finally
ascertained that when man is in ex-
ceeding earnest he proposes according to
himself and not the girl.
Before Jack was married it comfort
ed him greatly to think his wife would
never grow monotonous to him; that he
should not be obliged to meet a stereo-
type individuality all the days Of his
life.
Two instances shortly after his mar
riage confirmed his impression. Jack
was the nominal head of the Chicago
electrical house, but it was heavily
backed by New York man, who came
in quite unexpectedly one day. He was
q solid old gentleman with no nonsense
about him and stern disapproval Of it
i'll any one else.
Jack, to whom his approval was q
consideration, took him up to dinner to
meet his new wife. 1t seemed to him
the young woman had never appeared
SO frivolous, gay and inconsequent in
all his acquaintance with her. IF it
had only been the other one tonight"
he groaned.
He ceald see the disapproval gather.
ing on the old gentleman's face. After
dinner, over the cigars, he remarked:
Kerons, that wife Of yours is a pretty
creature, but I don't know. I am
afraid-women are terribly underlnin-
ing creatures some times" And Jack
saw long vista Of cheese pairing sur
Vigilance in the future which tried his
soul
The other was cosmopolitan young
friend Of Jacks who appreciated the
world and the flesh above the fine arts
He, too, went to dinner and met Bos-
tonesque highly intellectual, rigidly
formal Mrs. Jack, who froze the blood
in his veins.
"Why couldn't she have been the
other one this timer" again be groaned.
Some way the imp Of perversity
seemed to run things most Of the time.
She was so often to his moods "the 9TH
er one." He began to feel like shut
tlecock between two battledoors.
Not being born to suffer in silence,
Dne day he said irritably: II wish
you'd try and be one or the other,
Grace, long enough for me to begin to
feel at home. Then, too, when want
you to be one Of you you are always the
other. !"
That never bothered you before we
we're married" Grace suggested.
mo. Before man is married he sort
q eliminates bis own moods He sim
ny takes the impressions the girl Is giv-
Ing him without any counter current Of
hiS ewn. Afterward, d ooursA ~ tAkes