Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1917-09-24
Margaret CARROTS
Husband
ELsIE'E PHILOSOPHY
X By JANE PHELPS
X X X X X X X X X X X X X :
CHAPTER XIII.


realize now that my constant repe
tition of 81 love you" and "you Low,
me don't yoa dear9'' must have owe
irritated Bob. But as it was sweetes
music to my ears when he admitted tina
lie loved me, judged it must be s,
to him when i told of my love for him
Bob frequently spoke of his mothe
and could see that the band between
them had been very close. Once wheI
something was said anent my house
keeping qualities he remarked:
Mother would have delighted il
your knowledge of cooking, etc, Mar
garet. She always was afraid I'd marry
someone who would ruin my digestion
because of not understanding how tC
cook properly. You see she knew that
q man isn't much good when he ism u
well fed.''
Something very like resentment flash.
cd over my mind. Resentment against
lis dead mother. She WASH It looking
for him to T,arry a girl he loved and
who loved him, but good cook. Then
] smiled to myself at my foolishness.
Wash It that one of the very things
upon which ! prided myself being a
good housekeeper. Hadn't said to Ell
sic that L would make Bob's home so
attractive; cater to him in such way
he would care for nothing outside of
me and our home together.
OF course 4 expected Bob to attend
faithfully to his business. 1 was old
enough not TO expect him to neglect
that-but l did expect him to devote
himself entirely to me out of business
hours.
If 1 had loved Robert Garrett when
l married him, was aware that had
not cared as I did now. Now that he
was mine, loved him better than any
thing and everything in the entire
world. My heart was full of joy-such
q joy as a woman only knows when
she loves and is sure that it is return,
ed.
There were no shadows on my hori-
zon. saw life before me as one long
happy dream of bliss. A dream that was
to grow more and more wonderful as
time went by, because it would bind my
closer to me.
81 did not know anyone could be SO
lappyi" often said to Bob.
"Would you rather be miserable9" he
;eazed.
"Oh, I couldn't be miserable now
hat we are to be always together"
Then would life my face for his kiss,
md If he put his arms around me, l
would forget everything but our love-
Ny love, and be happy for hours think
ng of his caress.
That his love for me did not fill his
lis life in the same measure that my
owe for him did mine never once oc-
urred to me.
Elsie made me very indignant one
lay. She had been reading some book |
which seemed to have made an impress
ion on her. She quoted several pas
ages to me, but there was only one
The one I resented.
"The writer said," she quoted, |
Women are like cigarets to you. You
light us, use us little, and then we
re dead forever and the only joy we
must find is in the short time we are
eing smokedi'"
I was hor-ified and scolded Elsie
oundly for reading such trash.
"You don It look at life as I do" I
aid in return to a remark she made
bout being happy while we could "I
on t see why you. women, should look
o tragically at the future. Happily mar
led women mean. Bob adores me in
he same way do him. If Tom doesn t
eel the same toward you why, appear
nces are deceptive"
"Yes-but how long shall I be able
D keep him adoring7" she asked.
"Whenever think that he may stop
airing I am so frightened that I will