The Washington herald., 1918-08-31
Confessions of
a Wife.
Journey. End in Lovers Meeting.

oh. little book, have found it,
have found IL in the very best place
! would have looked for II! i have
found love and Joy unspeakable,
am trembling as I write and my
breath is coming in shert gasps.
Let me go back to the beginning.
When l arrived at Mollie's l found
that she had a great many guests and
that 1 was among the last to greet
her.
''Margie, Mollie whispered. II have
Just received by special messenger. a
note from Barclay sill saying that he
regrets that a telegram makes II i'm
perative that he catch the next boat
for England. He had to leave for
New York this afternoon. So you
did write the letter. I'm sorry for
him, but. glad for you" Then she
looked at me rather intently and said:
81 wonder what II is that makes a
woman look her best after she has
refused a man."
Hush. Mollie." I said. You are
only speculating. ! have not told
you anything"
But you look the part, Margie,"
said Molliee" never in my life have I
seen you looking so we'll II were a
man, would be crazy about you"
MY dear child" said to her In
my most school-teachery manner.
Have you gone back to the little
Mollie of the long ago?"
Yes, l guess so, and so have you.
Tonight you are the Margie that ]
first knew, all ice without and fire
within. waiting to blaze up at any
moment. You are the essence Of pro-
vocativeness."
AT that moment, little book, I telt
my face blaze, for across the room ]
saw Donna looking radiant, with Jim
bending over her in a most lover-like
attitude.
1 almost hated Donna, little book.
Think of it: my oIdtime friend-and
then the blood receded from my heart
for / knew that / loved Jim Edie-
loved him so we'll that IL / found
he loved Donna, my heart would
break.
Mollie's eyes followed mine and she
frowned. and then both Jim and Don-
ma looked up. Jim said something to
Donna and smiled. She bowed her
head and he came across TO me.
'Margie. this is our dance?"
rs it," asked stupidly. as felt
his arms about me and We fell into
step.
He stopped lbruptly at the door that
led out into Mollie's flower garden.
As We stepped out caught the
scent OF the late roses. ! seemed to
be bathed in fragrance and moonlight
We took path leading to a deserted
pergola- and drawing me inside, Jim
pLshed me away from him a little
and stood with folded arms, looking
at me.
Instinctively / held out both hands
he raised them to his lips and then
then ! was in his arms and his kisses
were on my lips.
"Margie-Margie!" he WHISPERED.
and that was all. There was no need
Of words.
He kissed my palms.
He kissed my palms.
And once again the olden thrill
That surged my bIood-made my heart
still.
He kissed my lips.
And heaven was open to my sight
Above mere earth my soul took fight
For then / knew all other bliss
Were dross beside the maddening
sweetness
OF his kiss
And so. little book, confident Of Mar
gle Waverly all these years: good-by
There are tears in my eyes as
write on this last page. for my life as
I Rave livedit has been good. yes even
when was unhappy, and ! would
not have a moment OF 1t changed.
But / know that greater good.
greater happiness awaits me and that
I shall find with Jim, my dear lover
husband. a joy that I have been al
ways seeking. and so close you. lit
tie hook, with the same words with
which I wrote on your first white
page,
After tonight ] shall belong
CTHE ENDl