The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1918-07-30
CONFESSIONS
OF A Wife


I wonder. little book. II any one
else ever had this queer obHession.
suspect not. as ! am quite sure that
never were two voices 80 nearly
alike in all this world as are those
Of Barclay sal and Dick.
did not wait for AIR. slil TO re
turn. slipped out OF the room.
found my little electric waiting for
me- at tho curb. but after getting
into u I did not 40 directly 10 my
home. for then IL came TO me that
Dick was not there would never
come again rode almost bundiy
out into the night
DO sou know. little book. that this
grief We have for people that have
gone out OF our lives forever IL a
very queer thing2
Sometimes go for days and weeks
almost without thought 81 Dick.
and then all at once tho realization
comes over me that | am never go
ing to look upon his face again. and
I simply go mad for a little while
try not 20 pity myself. for 1 think
sclf-pity tho most futile and selfish
OF an the emotions. / have my baby
and I viii never want for the crca.
turo comforts Of life. and feel 1t Is
very selfish 40 Eriovc under these
circumstance. iiut whenever these
moods come upon mo I forget all
things except the sound 81 Dick s
voice. the sight OF his little crooked
smile. the touch OF his lips to mine
and ~ his arms about me. oh. yea.
little book l don't need you TO tell
me that this Is purely the primitive
woman calling for mate. but
thank your little red covers. for
know you will keep my secret and
know you also always understand
We are all such hypocrites- hypo
critics with every one. even ourselves.
We do the things and say the things
the world viii give praises for. and
we try to think the things We i'm
aginc our friends would like to have
Us think. regardless OF our real in.
clinations. These little conventions
comprise tho most OF what we call
culture. and perhaps 1t is quite nee
csAary TO modern living. but why
should we pirate all the time about
the truth, and the transcondcnt
snlcudor and necessity OF truth
when the whole fabric OF society tx
made up OF little flattcring and hypo-
critical lies?
Being "a widow. the world says /
must mourn for certain length of
time time which Is determined by
rule Of convention and not by my
own heart. / can mourn tn crepe
ana widows weeds for year. am
glad | scandalixed Mrs. Trent and
most OF my friends, little book. by
not wearing either. Then the world
says to the widow. you may tighten
your woe by wearing gray or laven.
der. and at last--at the expiration
OF two years-the dead may be pro.
claimed forgotten by rgiment illus.
trauve OF Joseph's coat OF many col.
urs"
Each time one of these changes IL
made. all of ones friends comment
on the fact. The whole truth OF the
matter is that IL is true the whole
human family merely adjusts itself
to the inevitable very quickly. but
we oughtn't to make It "A source of
gossip. either by our speech or ae.
ton.
II is only when something comes
up like the tender grace of a day
that Is dead" or the sound of "a
voice that is stlll" and we recognize
AS did the poet. that 1t will never
come back TO me-" that we culver
again with family remembered han.
pinoss and feel again the awful de.
cree of loneliness.
tTo he Continued
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