The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1917-06-30
Chapter cxxui.

life is nearly always rather sordid
and unexciting. II is so made up OF
trines. little unimportant happen.
ings that 20 to the making OF hap
piness or unhappiness. A tender
word. smile. the gift OF flower
foods the whole world with sun
shine. while the lack OF these things.
even IL caused only by thoughtless-
ness or Observation-Disclosures I'LL our
days with woe.
II we have not love In our lives
We are so constituted that we weary
and long for H. or we grow hard
and bitter because OF our untitled
need. our unsatished craving. And
often the proud. sensitive. inexperi
enced wife. is. like myself. a blum
derer OF love in the beginning OF her
married life. The primitive woman
would laugh. and walk rough shod
over things that to us seem abso
lutely unsurmountable. In the end
she would win where we fail be-
cause or the strength and justice OF
her demands.
had not seen Mrs. Mulhany for
number OF days. but just as | was
about TO telephone her she came
over When | saw the gay little
work bag over her arm knew she
had come TO spend the afternoon.
and hurried 10 let her in. We went
called II the gym" He wanted to
show her some new apparatus his
father had just had set up for him
After she had admired il and talked
to both Bruce and his tutor in her
sweet way for few moments. we
passed into my room.
What a glorious view" she ex-
claimed. as she stepped TO the win
dow. and cared out at the hills so
clear cut against the horizon. but
later TO be covered with the violet
haze loved so well. She stood ad-
miring them for few moments. and
then turning. she put her arm
around my waist and drew me TO
her.
Now. Margaret. tell me what it
Is. perhaps can help"
Why. there isn't anything to
tell" | stammered. drawing away.
wondered II Myrtle had told her.
then dismissed the thought. Myrtle
was true blue. She would not dis
cuss me. my affairs, even with Mrs.
Mulhany.
Then don't torture yourself i'm.
agining things" she replied. but her
kindly smile took an the sting from
the words which had been uttered
rather sharply for her. You look
worn out. anxious. and are getting
as thin as a rail. Doesn't Robert
see It? It's about time some one
told him TO take care OF you"
II don't need any care. Really
Mrs. Mulhany. | am perfectly well.
Robert knows am all right. Every
body gets little tired occasionally,
and II isn't a bit fashionable 10 be
fat. you know"
was frightened that she might
speak OF my looks 20 Robert.
"Fashionable-pooh!" she snort
ed, disgustedly. as she dropped into
the chair had placed near the win.
dow for her, and drew out bit OF
sewing she was doing for Betty. A
beautifully embroidered yoke for a
dress. DO you think any one ad.
mires a beanpole7 don't. neither
does Tim He says bare bones are
immodest'" We both laughed. and
| felt easier.
But she hadn't finished. for. after
I had admired the pattern on the
yoke. she said:
You are more than a little tired.
dear II were you should 20
away for a little while. Go by your.
self. | will come over every day
and help Martha with the children.
or | will take Betty home and keep
her with me-"
"Oh. I couldn't 20 away now. my
music, and"
That's another thing. You are
working too hard with your music.
! met Lenore Dorian and she feared
you were driving yourself too siren
nously. II isn't as II you were de-
pendent on II. you know. dear IF
you were I shouldn't say a word. be
cause when need drives we often
cannot slacken the reins II we
would"