El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1918-01-12
4 Story of Intimate Appeal.
The Other Woman By H g5s Z: Va ii
louise Refuses to Change Her Ways Just For the Pur-
pose of Pleasing Her Motherinlaw.
Confined from Wednesdays HeraId.)
nuIT1l,r1m (CopyriEht, 1917, star Company. }


and again she telephoned Us and
again we went to her church. This
was kept up for a month. Then at
last, one Sunday, the usual call came
aver the telephone, I let Jack an
swer It. When he had finished his
talk with his mother. and had re-
turned to me. spoke out my thought.
JACK. dear. I don't want you to
go TO church today"
He looked surprised. WHY not?'
he asked.
why should Il" reasoned. q do
not care bit about Mr.. Marvin's SER
mons, and I prefer the services OF some
Of the other churches. I have gone
these past Sundays just to please
your mother"
7 know you have darling. and
it has pleased her" Jack affirmed
she likes to have you with her" I
continued, but I see no reason why
I should go when I do not feel like
Certainly not" he soothed. II can
go with mother. and you stay COM
fortably at home"
This was not what I had expected.
but I would not show my disappoint-
ment. I had hoped that he would say
quietly that he would not leave me at
home alone.
When his mother wanted him. he
always went. reflected bitterly after
his departure. II was not fair. It
was quite possible for a man to be a
good son and yet put HIS mothers
wishes second to those Of his wife.
I sat by the window and tried to
interest myself in the Sunday papers.
but all the time I was remembering
that my husband had been willing 10
leave me at home for the sake Of his
parent.
A sudden thought seized me. Why
might not go to church by myself
to some church that I could enjoy?
An Alternative.
7 bethought myself OF All Angels
church. As a girl. I had often gone
there to hear exquisite music and to
follow the perfectly read service. 1t
was certainly more like home to me
than the severe and unlovely sanctu-
airy attended by my husbands mother.
I dres.7ed hurriedly and walked rap
idly dow.1 West End avenue. The day
was perft ct. I drew in deep breaths
OF the golden air. but my heart was
heavy within me. Jack and I should
have been walking here together. In
stead. was solitary.
Tears OF self-pity blinded ny eyes
as I listened that morning to prayers.
anthem and sermon. Had 7 reflected
less on my own misery. I might have
derived strength to bear It more
nobly. As it was. I only helped on my
personal loneliness.
As I came out into the vestibule I
heard my name spoken and. turning,
saw Harry Lester. the friend who
had been one Of my ushers. and whom
Mrs. Hampton had met one afternoon
at my house just before my marriage.
His face was lighted by an eager
smile. and he held out his hand TO me
before I could speak.
Why. Louisew he exclaimed. !
What are you doing here this morn |
ing? Where's Jack?"
1 answered his last qquestion. AT |
church with his mother" I replied /
dryly. so I came here by myself"
We'll. you are not going to walk /
nome by yourself" he declared, Join !
ing me as I went down the church /
steps. 7 am not surprised that Jack /
liked to go anywhere with that dainty |
little mother of his-but he can't
blame me If I like to walk untown /
with his still more dainty little wife"
I laughed. I was glad that I had /
worn becoming suit this morning. /
and still more glad that I need not /
walk home alone.
To Be Continued.