The Washington herald., 1914-04-18
LAURA JEAN LBBEYS
91DAILY LALKSONHEARIS>S
Rgs TOPICS 8sSa
Deserted Wives.

mo thought within her bosom stirs.
But makes some feeling dark and dread;
God keep thee from a doom like hers.
! Or living when the hopes are dead.
It Is always the girl overzealous to wed
who takes a fying leap into matrimony
without looking to see where she Is to land.
Where two are brought into daily con-
tact who are uncongenial to each other.
even politeness Is soon exhausted be-
tween them In a moment of bitter anger.
the wife is apt to tell the husband her
true opinion of him. He returns the un-
complimentary opinion she has expressed
with vigor. woman's sneer is bad
enough; but a mans singing tongue can
whip harder than any lash When the
two who are bound together for better
or for worse, get the habit of jawing
every time they catch each others eye
matters are sure to go from bad to worse.
The result Is that some fine day the hus-
band is among the missing. The wife
flies to the bosom Of her friends, sob
bing out that her husband has deserted
her 1t is then she realizes how dreary
life is without him. She is dimly con-
scious Of the fact she is more than half
to blame. She recalls many an incident
where she blamed him in the wrong.
II she but knew where to find him many
a wife would cry out to her anderins
husband: IF you will only come back,
we will begin our welded life all over
again. We will work heart to heart.
Each will find something to praise in the
other instead OF TO blame. We will
study each others happiness. each en-
courage the other to rise above petty
annoyances-to bear and forbear. Young
married couples can shape their lives
very much as they will. There must.
however, be foundation to work on. The
hfffnr fn u-nr nd
provide the support A woman must have
the ambition to make home a cosy little
paradise on earth for the man who wendS
his way to her arms wren the trials Of
the day are done. The wife who allows
her husband to drift from her sheltering
love is never happy. Her sunshine is
clouded ere yet IL has reached its zenith.
The man who deserts wife. home, aye
and little children. perhaps always breads
his on-coming nights. He dreams over
and over again OF the solemn vow he
pledged at the altar: realizes that he has
broken faith with God.
II he has left little children behind
him. the case is more pitiful still. He
never hears the glad laughter Of a child
on the street that it does not bring long
ings to his starving heart. Wives ask
do husbands who desert them ever re-
turn? Where one husband holds out
home. love. and happiness.
Miss Libbey's Reptile. to Your Let
tiers.
HER VIOLIN PLAYED THE MIS-
CHIEF.
Dear Miss Libbey: | always thought
until lately that few il any accomplish
ments appealed TO me. l am a young
bachelor. alone in the world, and am
thirtytwo years old. Living alone in the
city. having come from a country place.
anil fortunately having secured a good
position, naturally dropped in to a con-
cert or nice performance for pastime a
number of evenings. only for the purpose
Of killing time where others were. Had
not the least idea of meeting with any
one of the fair sex in these audiences
until l listened to the unusual soft. melo-
dious strains Of a violin. The box was
drawn across it by the fair hand Of one
of the loveliest of young girls
chanced to be present there. at the grad
uation exercises. The vision Of that
bright-faced girl. dressed in fiImy white
the sweet strains Of her violin music