The Washington herald., 1907-10-13
NUPTIALS AND LEVELS
A BACHELOR GIRL CHAT.

bound TO 1oggle a little. While a wife Is
trying 10 live up "a her husbands ideals
she is always unconsciously bringing him
around to her sentiments and habits-and
vice versa. It's ike going through the
patent revolving doors or the little ticket
gates. While you are letting yourself In
you are always letting the other person
out. and somehow you can never meet on
the same side. Look at the people who
marry for love. for instance"
oh, well, said the Mere Man hope
fully. as he lit his pipe again. 1t doesn't
always work that way. Look at the
Meachams."
Il have looked at them" retorted the
Bachelor Girl. with a smile that should
have been warning.
He taught her to love him" declared
the Mere Man triumphantly
Yes agreed the Bachelor Girl but
she taught him to wear a frock coat and
to manicure his nails and TO use the
right forks and spoons at dinner; and
now that he's so polished that he shines
al over from his boots to his manners.
she has learned TO use all his slang and
forgotten how 10 modulate her voice. and
acquired the habit OF putting her elbows
on the table and her feet on the fender,
and coming down to dinner in a shirt
waist, without a collar and"
You're mixing things all up" cried
the Mere Man desperately, and you've
see-sawed way of the question and gotten
ali twisted in the revolving door. Sup
pose the Meachams have gone up and
or taya ny har
struck a level and they're. perfectly salts
fed with one another; and that is all
that's necessary. The secret lies IN
knowing when YOU do strike a level and
in not letting the seesaw 90 too far either
way. so that one Of you flies OF and the
other comes down with a thud
The Bachelor Girl picked up the dishes
from the table. crossed the studio, pulled
out a fancy screen and pumped the blue
china plates down in the little porcelain
sink behind H.
Yes, she sighed, turning on both
spigOts and daintily testing the water
with her fingers. IT'S knowing just how
much hot water and how much cold 10
let run in the basin TO give a comfortable
temperature
And just how much cheese and how
much ale to put in the rarebit," added
| the Mere. Man
And just how much sugar and how
much wine 10 put in the sauce.
And just how far 10 turn the revolving
door
And Just how TO balance yourself OF
your side Of the seesaw so as not tc
weight it down"
That's it, cried the Mere Man en-.
Enthusiastically It's attending TO your owT
! side of the seesaw, or the door, or tn,
question. and not being 50 strenuous il
your efforts 10 bring the .other side W
to your level or round to your point OF
view. If you let things alone they'll gen.
/ orally work themselves out smoothly. It's
the stirring that often spoils the rarebit
Did the stirring spoil my rarebit. Mr.
Porter?" asked the Bachelor Girl, slanc
/ ing at the Mere Man sidewise. as sh'
/ polished a plate delIcately.
/ "No." declared the Mere Man stoutly
/ Nothing could spoil your rarebits OF
your marriage. That's why I've always
1 felt that a woman with such nice sense
! OF balance and such perfectly charming
/ df0iS-tt4 = HiHSIlSs NouaN Alidht
now you're going to be horrid again.
said the Bachelor Girl, rubbing a plate
/ nervously.
'Horrid?" The Mere Man looked hurt
! We'll, silly. then"
The Mere Man got up and knocked the
| ashes from his pipe
81 was simply going to say" he ex
planned with dignity. that woman witt
such dimples--I mean discretion, woulC
/ be"
''Mr. Porterf'
Would be"
! ''Please-pleasei"
Would be utterly foolish to get
The Bachelor Girl dropped plate viii
a crash.
ITO get on seesaw-or the marriage
records" finished the Mere Man, as h
stopped to pick up the pieces. 3.