Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1914-03-27
The Other Girl
BY MRS. FLORENCE DEvoE.

beauties, and Geaf to the telephone
bell ringing furiously in the hall. Her
eyes were full Of tears Of anger as she
mimicked, II won't be at home very
early tonight, dear, so don't wait up
for me, will your" How much, how
much he must love me! Love, in
deed, but l suppose after one has
been married for two years she should
begin to expect her husbands love to
grow cool. Love! l don't believe he
Ia capable of love. l don't think he
ever loved me anyway. 1t was prob,
ably because l was good looking that
he married me. Why, tonight is the
second time this week that he is going
to leave me alone, and last week he
was out two nights, too."
She dropped onto convenient
couch and cried her anger turning
to sorrow at the terrible calamity
soon to befall her. Already she saw
herself left alone for life, to die Of
sorrow, by her wicked husband, who,
II she had but known 1t, was at that
very moment buying a beautiful collie
dog for her. Dolly set out for long
walk to think the mater over calmly
The cool wind refreshed her, and she
started out, deciding to walk to the
coast about two miles from her
| house.
Two nights week! Yes, that was
just the way they all began, when they
no longer loved their wives. She was
walking fast now, AM the city streets
were giving way to board walks or
footpaths. And the foolish little wife
nursed her anger and put a different
construction to everything Jack had
said for weeks.
The road led to a cliff looking out
on the Atlantic, one of those coast
scenes that Maine is famous for. Dol
ly loved the sea and she stood for
some time glorying in the sight of
the huge waves beating against the
rocks. A child's voice aroused her
and turning she saw baby of about
four years, coming towards her as
fast as his somewhat unsteady legs
could carry him. He had escaped
from his mothers hold and had really
been walking, or rather toddling, very
well, when, upon almost reaching
Dolly, he stumbled and fell. She
rushed forward and picked him up.
His mother, girl of her own age.
thanked her and tried to take the
baby, but he would not go, to Dolly's
great delight. They stood watching
the sea for some time, when the
child's mother broke the silence.
"How happy you must be-" said she.
"You see, know who you are, and l
often see you ind your husband driv-
ing by my house Indeed l envy you"
Dolly turned, amazed at the bitter
ness in her voice.
"But aren't you happy, too?" she
asked. You have the baby to make
you still happier"
The other girl brushed the dark hair
into place under her scarlet tam-o-
shanter and looked steadily at the
whirling water.
Happy" she said at last. Hap
py? Yes, l was happy once, but
didn't know it until it was too late
until it was all over. You see-well,
my husband left me. But have never
once-it is two years now since he
left me-stopped hoping and praying
that he would ,ome day come back to
me-" Their was no bitterness in the
sweet voice now, only great hope.
Dolly was silent before this great
trouble. What could she say? She
tried to imagine what it would be If
Jack should g. away for two years.
She thought of the wretched weeks
she had spent the year they had been
engaged, and Jack had left her for a
two weeks fishing trip. Her anger
of the morning ame back to her. This
girl was left, perhaps for life. while
she, Dolly, had been angry with the
best fellow in the world because he
had stayed out for two paltry nights.
She wondered what the other girl
would think of her pettiness. And she
went up to her and put both arms
about her.
How l wish might help you," she
said slowly.
When Jack Heath arrived home that
night at the fearfully late and un
earthly hour of IL. he was embraced
and nearly smothered to death by q
bewitching little vision, arrayed In
the most fetching and likewise most
expensive of gowns. The pretty eye
lashes were still wet with tears.
"Wll, this is fine reward for stay
ing out so late" he cnuckled. Guess
! I'll do it ,very night"
Dear old Jack, you don't know
: how mucL love you, honey" sait
| Dolly, thanks t. the other girs"
i Heath sat down in the Morris chail
and held out his arms to his wife.
7 Suppose you come and tell me
r then" he said.
' And Dolly Heath, after talking near
ly two hours, managed to make hin
/ believe her, II indeed he had eve
J. doubted 1t.