Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1918-01-07
Margaret CARROTS
Husband
DRAWING BOB OUT
CHAPTER CHI.
+ By JANE PHELPS
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/ tried with all my might to appear
different, interested, when Bob came
home, but I feared all feeling for me
had left him. He was as indifferent
apparently as if had been last year s
calendar, or something equally as un-
interesting. l tried to smile, but he did
n It look at me, so he didn t know that
had smiled. He had absolutely nc
thought for me. | wiped the perspiration
from my brow. Bob was making it ter
ribly hard for me. And yet, how was
he to know, even dream that l was try
ing to be different. | realize that Elsie
was perfectly right when she had said
it would do no good if Bob knew what
was going on. His was o nature that
could not, would not, be coerced
Finally l mentioned that | had call
ON Elenor Framework, and that she
had said something of her troubles to
me.
cone never knows who is right or
wrong,' Bob replied in answer to the
remark l made, "'because one never
hears but one side of such a question,
y sualiN, the woman 8 SlCe.
But Dick Farnesworth was -
"Oh, am not excusing Farnesworth!
only made a remark that is applicable
to all cases of that kind" Bob inter
rupted.
"But as rule don t you think one
more to blame than the other?' ] asked
curious. Now that 1 had promised Elsie
to do all | could to get my husband
back, | was anxious to hear him ex-
press himself on such subjects.
AS a rule men and women marry
with their eyes shutl they don t realize
that they are making prisoners of them
selves; that they are making life i'm
possible, life in its fullest sense because
they are doomed to spend their days
with someone who is''-he hesitated,
flushed, then said slowly, "forgive " me
Margaret. When I-get on such subjects
| always become excited
Some one who is incompatible, or
some one they do not love-" 1 finished
for him.
"Well, yes, about that" he said,
then went up stairs. When he came down
he was in his dress clothes. els dinner
ready2" he asked, 81 want to catch
that seven o'clock train"
eyes, wei go right in" | answered
with an effort by desire to
ask where he was going, to beg him
to remain with me. But l did neither. [
led the way into the dining room, and
began to talk to Donald,
repeat his cute sayings, always inter
esting to Bob.
Bob left the table before the dessert
had been brought on. He had watched
me. covertly all thru dinner, puzzled l
knew because said nothing anent his
going out. He called good bye from
the hall, and 1 answered in a pleasant
voice. But when the front door had
closed | leaned my head on my hand
with shudder. Was not active rebellion
better than feigned indifferenceg At
least it brought me some notice.
But l would not allow myself to give
way to such thoughts. l went to the
and rang Mrs. Baldwin up.
us Mr.. Baldwin at home tonight, or
are you alone?" l asked.
81 m alone, whyl"
"Suppose we go to a movie? Mr..
Garrett had to go in town.
That s good suggestion. III meet
you at the .theatre.'
''Yery well, IN be there in about
half an hour
/ joined her at the time specified
and pretended not to notice that She
surprised that | had called
her! that | had had initiative enough to
do so.
The film story was one which inter
ested me almost painfully. 1t was the
story of young wife who loved her
husband madly and who knew he was
untrue to her, but who never gave him
up, even when he heaped all sorts of
insult upon her.
etI held him when he loved me, |
shall hold him if he hates me; it will
be Indifference that will cause me to
give up she had said in one of those
voiceless speeches flashed on the cur
tain.
Bob was indifferent, l thought or was
hes Was it not more an active dislike
] had engehdered by my actions9 How
I wished l knew. The film held me un-
til the end, where, when he had ex-
hausted all else the husband returned
to the faithful little wife, who never
had given up; never allowed herself
to become discouraged. He had hated
her for a time because she stood in the
way of his pleasures, or he had thought
she did, but when all else palled, he
remembered the little woman who had
waited.
Would it be so with Bob9 Not that
for a minute thought Bob untrue to
me. or had I even mistrusted any sort
of a fondness for another. But would
he, when he saw that l was kind, pa
tient, and loving, give me the love !
so eravedl Would he be satisfied then
with my love, a reiuvenated, better
love than ever had given him although
had always loved hma
l was beginning to see dimly that
had been wrong. Not yet was sure
that Elsie wes right, however. But ]
had failed miserably in my way; so !
would keep my promise to the letter no
matter how hard, and prove if her way
WAS the right way; and that l had
been all the time in the wrong.
{Tomorrow-A Terrible Fright