The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-08-05
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before he glanced at her at the breakfast table.
 '"I never could get him to say any thing at breakfast and finally took my breakfast in my o,sl room. What was the use of getting up and mak- ing myself look pretty only to be ignored"
 She said that she early found tha. her husband and herself had not a taste In common. When he was no'
 Even dancing, of which he seemed to care for was athletics or so-calied sports and an evening occasionally when he could get entirely away from her and foregather with his kind around poker table.
 Even dancing, of which he seemed to be very fond when they were loy~ CTS, did not appeal to him after mar riage and he remarked brutally that dancing with one's own wife was stale beer"
 '"It is good thing" she remarked. that your husband. Mrs Earle. did not live long enough for you to wake up from the dream that every young girl has when she is in love. l hope also that you will take my advice and never marry again."
 '"But suppose I fall in love with someone?" l asked really wishing to get her slant on a situation of that kind.
 She did not answer for a moment and then she said: T can't tell yau anything about falling In love. No one can. You know as well as I that no one wants to help falling in love but why not take 1t as more or less acute attack of the flu It certainly will engross your entire attention while you have 1t and you will have no time or interest for anything else mot even to remember that you will, have long period after you begin to recover when nothing Tn the world will seem worth living for and you just will want to go away and curl up and die.
 There will come a day however, when you will understand that you are perfectly well--from the attack
 but do not think that you are im- muhe for you will probably find It easier in the future to contract the malady than ever before. Above all else do not marry, Mrs. Earle. Fall in love if you must with the sure knowledge that you will fail out again but do not tie yourself up because when you begin to think 1 that you are part of some other per- | son, and that person is as fluctuat- | ing in his regard as a man always | is. you are lost"
 You can imagine, pr. George. just | what twist was in my brain when | l tell you that woman's philosophy l and story I only applied to my own | case. It did not make any impress | sion upon me as the wife's side Of
 the triangle. I only applied 1t to the other woman in the case. The woman l who was in love and could not marry. | I fold ho 4 1 love--wanted to keep love fresh and | Joyous. she must not marry I told myself that Harry's and my case was 1 ideal.
 It shows how perverted our brains | become, does it not, Dr. George, after a woman has fallen in love where she ought not, after she has become
 .the woman outside. And then, Just at this time I had such a beau tiful illustration of what lovers will do and of what married men seldom even think necessary to keen love 1 still with them after the wedding | day.
 Tn the middle of summer comes rfy birthday and on that morning I was awakened by messenger at my
 ooor. As soon as he had left I opened
 the package.
 You know those beautiful frames With the carved doors that lock with a tiny key and keep whatever is with Tn Tor no mortal other than yourself ] to see?
 Well, found one of those beauti-
 iui photograph frames, exquisitely
 carved. Lying with it in tiny box
 was a line gold chain--almost like s
 enreao-on which was hung a small golden key.
 when unlocked the doors Harry S
 lace smiled out at me-"
 Iiever Doy.' interrupted Davis ! synically, to send his picture in such
 way that it should be kent iron,
 other eyes. Too bad we are not al ways as thoughtful of prying eyes | tcopyright, John F.FDille Co.) Monday = GIendeing's Romantf.