Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1917-10-16
By Carolyn
BeeCher
ONE WOMAN'S
STORY

the tides are high. Some of us have
temperments that are like certain
shores at low tide, with all the flot-
sam and jetsam washed upon our
shores. If we do anything rash at such
times. try to launch our boats OF nap
piness or unhappiness, we are sure 10
regret we hadn't waited until the tides
flowed strong and high again. We think
love is gone, when it has only receded
for a time If we had patience to wait
1t would surely flow back again, per-
haps stronger than ever. and WASH
away the flotsam of mistrust and error
IF when we had fears" she went
on, I'VE would only share them with
the loved one, il would give identity
of interest But If we keep all our
thoughts, our aspirations, our fears 10
ourselves there is no bond between us.
ONLY the bare walls of convention. But
children are always isles of safety
Indeed they are l exclaimed, re-
membering how my babies held me.
And. my dear, there is little or no
happiness in married life without trust.
We must trust, and if slips are made,
why we must treat the men as children
they are really nothing more-and
take tight hold of their hands and stand
them upright again. We must encour-
age instead of finding fault, trust In
stead Of question. The happiest woman
have ever known was one whose early
married life was one long agony because
of her distrust of her husband"
"But-did she have cause to distrust
him2" 1 asked.
Great cause" she answered so So
berly that 1 wondered if she could be
talking of herself. 1 had heard that
Tim Mulhany was rather wild when
younger. "She knew him unfaithful for
over two years. The woman who en-
chained him was beautiful, attrac-
tive, highly accomplished woman in his
own walk of life. Afterward there was
another. But his wife loved him. She
would not give him up"
But how?" l broke in.
How did she do it?'' you want to
know. at was hard, but she never al
lowed her husband to know she sus-
pected him. Had she, of course, she
would have been obliged to take cogni-
zance. But as 1 said, she loved him,
and forgave him in her thoughts even
when he did not realize that she knew
she had anything to forgive.
81 couldn't do itr'' I declared impul-
sively. 81 know 1 couldn't"
Let us hope you may never know
the need" she smiled at me in an inn
personal way that gave me the idea
she was not talking with a purpose, and
so made me more comfortable. 1 could
not be more interested. But if you
loved enough" she continued, land the
need arose, imagine you would be full
ly as brave as this other woman who
really was not brave at all, but whose
love was greater than her pride"
But" again 1 tried to interrupt.
BE sure to keep your husbands con-
fldence. Margaret. Be interested in all
that he tells you. Regard it as the
greatest compliment he can pay you
when he talks of his business affairs
with you; and keep such condolences in
violate. Because, my dear, if men do
not find that interest at home, they are
bound to find it elsewhere, perhaps, like
my friends husband, with some other
woman"
why always woman" asked care
lessly.
Women, my dear, are more sympa-
thetic than men, more apt TO fiatter a
man by praising his superior intelli-
gence, and his business sagacity. And
you know the sterner sex all like that.
Even my dear old Tim is not impervious
to a little flattery."