Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1910-08-10

Va NVn0S 40 AAACty 1AlIS6 W y MAN
in love? Nothing!
But when Professor Parker came to
New York he found that something
far more battling and grave than
space stood between him and the
woman he had loved at first sight.
Mrs. Romans views concerning the
permanency of marriage vows had not
altered simply because love had come
into her life. She was not sure that
happiness would follow the breaking
of that promise made at the altar
years before. And between the pow
er of her old beliefs and the call of
the newly found love, she was sadly
torn. To use her own words:
Tween Love and Duty.
Il was between two fires. had
married George for better, for worse.
Somehow felt that when 1t came to
the worse for him he would summon
me. On the other hand, had the
natural womanly craving for the real
love which is the contamination of
life for woman.
Doctor Parker was In Philadelphia,
as knew grieving over the situation,
which somehow felt powerless to al
ter Even my daughter, who was now
in her teens, urged me not to stand
in the way Of our happiness. But l
was restless. undecided, distraught;
when one day two lovely little gray.
gowned nuns came to the door at my
apartment In One Hundred and Ninth
street asking for charity. No one will
ever knows What a sudden feeling Or
peace swept over me as looked into
their calm, beautiful faces felt that
here were women who had attained
peace through doing what they thought
was right. / asked them to come in,
and we talked. The younger sister OF
the two looked, as thought. with
just little regret at my comfortable
home, my worldly clothes, and said
gently: You must be very happy.
mo- replied. I am very un-
happy.
Then, suddenly, the elder sister
turned to me and, clasping my hand,
said: But you are going to be very
happy soon. because you are strug-
Cling to do what you think is right
Il had told them nothing Of my pri-
vate affairs, but the words sounded
like a prophecy and l regained my
courage.
1T was only few days later that
fate. moving in its inscrutable way,
unlocked the door that was to let me
into my kingdom of happiness. When
| my husband, dying Of consumption
sent summons to me could hardly
interpret it as leading me step near.
er to that happiness. But 1t did, and
in a strange way.
IT answered his summons. I found
him in pitiable condition, his health
shattered, his life hanging on a thread
his earning capacity gone and, during
his months Of illness. his savings used
up. In common charity there was
nothing for me to do but to look after
his welfare in the few weeks he had
| to live.
| A Wife's Devotion.
II took him to my home. nursed
him, saw that he had the best med
ical service and did everything in my
| power for him. There were even then
friends who told me that I was fool
ish-that should not take on myself
the responsibility of looking after the
man who had treated me as he had
done. But had felt that 1t was all q
part of a Big Scheme, bigger than we
could arrange, and against the work
ings of which none of us should rebel
But, as my husband lay dying in
my apartments, it became evident
that, while was doing everything in
my power for him, was not supply
ing him with the one thing that he
needed more than all else to ease his
last hours. He must have the pres
ence Of the other woman. deter
mined that he should.
"My friends were aghast when
told them that l was going to send
for her. 1t was outrageous, they de
clared. for me to allow myself to be