The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1918-02-26

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HAVE L BEEN WRONG ALL
THESE YEARS?

THESE EAhtos
/ have had a great jolt this
morning, and I am wondering IL
all these years 1 have been wrong
If my first intuitive and print
tive idea was right.
My thoughts go back to those
ecstatio hours the night before !
married Dick, and I wrote in the
book that closed the years of my
l,girlhood-"After tonight / shall
Belong"
You see, 4 found out very soon
that I really did not want to be-
long. that l was too self conscious.
too egotistical, to wholly belong
to anyone but myself, and then
and there began the first little
rift in the lutte.
1t was the everlasting strife be-
tween the sexes that came into
Dicks and my life. It was the
Ibeginning of the end, for never
again for either of us will shine
that light that was never on land
or sea-"
"Why has this come to you this
morning." you probably would
ask IL you could talk and / shall
answer your unspoken question.
Because l have been talking
with Max. and l find that Mary
has made him think he Is the
most wonderful man on EARTH"
"'Of course, said Max-he is
not really as egotistical as that
last sentence would make one
think-'Of course, I know that /
am not the paragon that Mary
thinks I am, Msrgie. but all the
time I am striving to reach the
Iplane on which she has placed me
In her mond. know i'm my own
heart I am a very ordinary per-
son. 4 know books pretty well,
but that knowledge can be
acquired by anybody who will
read and study as I have done.
consequently, II is wonderfully
warm kind Of feeling that I get
when I talk with her and realize
that to her, at least, I am a para
gon. Margie, I know she is one
of the cleverest women that 1t has
been my privilege to meet and
that she can see in me all the
splendid things that she evident
ly does makes me feel that per-
haps l am Of some worth"
| I was glad, little book, to get
this expression from Max, for !
had been wondering II he realized
1.-THE libation of Difference, yes, even
reverence for his opion that Mary
WAS constantly paying out so lib
erally.
| Now, TIL tell you, little book
in confidence, remember, that I
have never been able to see in
Max this superiority to every
other man, and l am afraid that
III would combat his opinions Of
ten. But what Max says Is ap-
lparently not only gospel, but
creed to Mary. Little book-lit-
tie book, am l all wrong? Hasn't
the world sped far enough along
yet to the place where woman can
be anything but woman?
or course II any of my men
friends read the sentence l have
just written they would say that
is the trouble with your restless
Isex. You want to be something
you are not and can never be.
You never heard a man say he
wanted to be anything else but a
mani"
mo, little book, I never did,
but that is because a man Is a
human being before he is a man
and IL recognized as such, but a
woman is never-at least in a
mans mind--a human being to
be reasoned with as he reasons
with the members Of his own sex.
To Max, Mary is his wife, and be-
ing his wife, \she must have an
entirely different. set Of emotions
and viewpoints than any other
woman.
| Half the time Dick and are as
far apart as the opposite poles,
where opinions are concerned, and
| do not hesitate to tell him so
any more than he does me. But
do think, perhaps. we are learn
ing to be more tolerant of each
Others judgments and we also
are acquiring the great virtue Of
understanding.
| But all the same, I am going
to have a confidential talk with
MARY on the subject; I do not be-
lieve she is always as much in &C
cord with Max as she seems to be.
She has lost amy individuality
she ever had and become only a
lreplica of her husband.
| Is this the road to happiness,
little book? II 1t is, I'll never
find 1t, for too long has Margie
Waverly threshed things out for
herself.
| (Tn IA Continued