Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1918-12-03
The Wife.
BY JANE PHELPS
BrInn Enthuscs over the War.

lIrian hung up the receiver. his
mind In a peculiar condition. lie
was flattered that Mollie had missed
him: yet Il bit worried that she had
called him. Suppose Ruth had been
nj home. lie must warn Mollle not
To call him Rt the house. Rachel. too,
might answer and think II strunRe
that woman had called him. She
was devoted to Ruth and probably
told her all that happened in her
absence.
"Mollle's n dear" he said TO him
self as he often had said before.
she makes a fellow so darn COM
Portable"
Perhaps Brian was not so different
from many other men, In that he ad-
mlred a woman who made him COM
Portable. Most men are very sensitive
to that sort of woman, and Brian was
very ordinary sort OF man In most
things-Ruth's belief to the contrary.
, Brian's view OF Mandel had not
tended 10 make him happy That
prosperous. well-groomed man whom
the lackeys treated with such sub
sery-icnce, was just the sort OF man
Ruth had been accustomed to all her
life. and whom her aunt would have
chosen as her husband had she been
able. In a way, the sight Of hini--
his evident prosperity--had made
Brian more bitter toward Ruth than
ne had felt In a long time. suppose
this man did make love tn her.
Would she be able to resist him, his
money?
The thought made brian blush he
cause or what II implied OF his idea
OF Ruth. lie knew she loved him,
that she was good ami true. Yet he
had insultcd her by thinking that.
because OF ManderS money, his per-
sonal RttraCtiVencss she would per-
haps prefer him 10 spending her life
with a poor lawyer.
"lf had half chance, I'd show
them" Brian muttcrcd MS he started
for bed. That he had all the chance
anyone else had he did not believe.
Midas had not spilled gold In his lap;
neither had he been favored by the
gods with the luck that comes TO
some men. SO he Figured That the
very men he envcid. worked two
hours to his onc---that they neither
spent their time In foolish Erumh-
lings against fate, or wasted 1t In
other ways he would not have con-
ftNtN. II was JhGA lAlN lNNN NV W
get along like some fellows did.
Ruth's picture stared at him from
his chiftonicr as he prepared for bed.
She looked so frankly into his eyes.
There was such a sweet smile on her
lips that he raised It and pressed a
kiss upon the glass.
she's sweet" he said as he tugEed
at his neCktie. 81 wish she like ed to
stay home"
Had he known that Ruth was "
ing awake, her eyes wet with tears
because she had not heard from him,
he might have felt q shade more gull
tv than he did But ne had put or
writing although ne had thought OF
it--until he had something 10 tell
her That was the excuse he made
90 himself. Rut had ne been truthtul
ne would have said that he felt
50 ashamed that he had spent the
entire evening before with Mollic,
without thought OF Ruth, that he
had not been able to write all that
day Rriaug was "A tcmpcrmental
soul but before he slept he assured
himself that he would write Ruth in
the morning, for IL he spent the eve
ming with Mollie he would be late,
and not feel like writing.
While slipping his coffee the next
morning he read the paper with
more than his usual interest That
war was getting mighty interesting
| II Aad begun 20 look as II II would
! last indefinitely. How he would like
to get into the game, His blood tin.
glcd at the thought. What an expert,
cnce'
III | wasn't married. Ia Join the
Canuks," ne said aloud after readinr
OF particularly brilliant charge by
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