The Newark star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1909, 1909-06-09

becoming to her; if her husband woult
not admire and approve, and reason
fed.
Anything was right thai meant the
keeping of her husbands love.
From hat time on stealing became
easy. Morning and afternoon she Wis
tied h shops, never going home
~empty-handed. Evenings found her
radiantly CARRIED, basking in the ad-
miration of her unsuspecting husband.
The other day the inevitable came.
She WIS caught. Her confession was
pitiful. but justice is Justice, and, like
the majority of w~ronsdoers, she'll have
to pay the penalty.
Wasn't she foolish?
In the first place, if a mans love
only amounts to a profound admiration
for his wife's physical beauty, how
much is il WORTH
What woman would care for a love
that was sure to fade with the fresh
ness of her face?
Orly a foolish woman. of course. but
y statistics on the subject could be
compiled they'd show that the percent
age of foolish one was larger by far
than those OF common sense.
1t is hardly likely thai it entered
that woman's husbands head to think
less of her because of the ~encroaching
years. Weren't those same years COM
ing his way too?
Men are practical. Love can lift
them to the skies only for a brief
period. Then they come gently down
to a prosaic earth, content 10 get
through the rest of their life at a COM
Portable jog trot, as far as sentiment is
concerned.
Women come down to earth. too.
sooner or later, but no because they
want to. They fight every step of the
way, and more often than not the land
ing finds them sore and unhappy. hum
CRY for the ideal existence that seemed
possible during their honeymoon, nor
realizing that the average lnaa is moth
ing more or less than a man, with a
capacity for love, but a greater
capacity for meals.
Because her husband manifests a
greater interest in the state of the
steak than in the way her hair is ar
ranged, when he returns from his days
work. tho woman of this type sees
nothing but tragedy in her future. She
decides with a world of self-sympRthy
that his love is growing co-older, and
Immediately thinks up all sorts of i'm
possible ways and mean for rekin-
ding it.
Hidden behind thick wells she
stealthily seeks the beauty parlors.
Hair-dyes and beaches are her elixers
of life. Fine clothes are her mania.
Dreams are pleasant. Who would
abolish them? But why cannot people
TO wake up gracefully? Have
you ever awakened from q charming
dream only to shut your eyes tight and
try your best to go TO sleep and dream
It over again? That is the attitude of
the average woman regarding love.
She will not let herself realize that
ife at it's best cannot get away from
is daily habits; that sleeping. waking.
drinking. working. playing a
title and sleeping again, are bound to
'ollow each other as inevitably as the
sun finds the west al night and the
waves of the ocean leap shoreward,
,nly to fall back INC leap again.
Romance is sweet and lovely, but a
existence. doing unto others
is we would be done by. extracting
sweetness from the little events that
lfter all are the important ones, is
most desirable.
A man is d pretty good sort OF per
ion. II this same woman would see
hal his evening meal was lust right;
hat the things he liked we're cooked
IS he liked them. she'd probably find
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