The Kevin review. [volume] (Kevin, Mont.) 1922-1929, 1922-12-14

How to Win a
Wife's Love
By LAR DELAFIELD
10. 1Q22 Westaru

Newspaper On1On.1
Il dunno how 1 ever come to love
Tom Snider," said his wife Emily or
ne 10Th anniversary of their marriage
lay. Il know I oughtn't to be saying
I, but that little runt amt worth the
bread and butter he
But l guess all women's that way,
They sees what they thinks is their
leart's ideal In some man, and they
outs their head into the halter for bet
Ter or worse-only it's always worse.
And that's that.
Not that he amt a good provider.
I'll say that much for him. But he's
man that can't stand up for himself
1t all. 1t makes me hot when l think
# the back talk he'll take from the
5as-collector and the iceman. l like a
nan to be a man.
The marriage specialist worked his
niger round his collar. "And so you've
:ome to me to restore loves young
iream for you, Mrs. Snider, l under
stand" he said.
well, ! was feeling sort Of senti-
MENTAL" admitted Emily Snider. "But
3hucks, what's the use? I'll never look
IN Tom Snider with the eyes I once
Iooked on him with. Trouble is, when
you get to know a man, you can't re-
5pect him. They're all the same.
There isn't any a on earth worthy
Of the love Of a good woman"
what is your husbands occupa-
tion2" the marriage specialist In
CURED.
Hes a clerk In a corporation. The
kind that never rises because they lets
themselves be hustled all round the
shop by any cheap skate that bellows
at them"
MAY I see him?"
"Sure you can see him. Go down to
Castex & Co., and ask for Tom Snider
in the b~ookkeeper's department. You'll
see him there on q high stool, with his
coat off and paper sleeves. And /
guess it's worth the price, because l
sure would like to see Tom Snider
with the eyes Of love again, if 1t was
only for half a minute"
The marriage specialist was inter-
ested in the case. 81 suppose you had
your photographs taken when you were
married?' he asked.
Sure, Tom and me and the minis
ter. I'll send it to you, only I've got
to have it back, because It's all I've got
to remind me what a fool 1 was"
1t was a very serious marriage spe-
who drew Tom Snider into his
office during the lunch hour on the
following day.
"You see, Mr.. Snider, I know how
7our wife feels" he said. "She wants
you to be the sort of man she saw In
ler dreams. N~ow-pardon me, that is
'ather a shabby coat, isn't it,"
tits as good as I can afford" an
;wered Tom Snider hufily.
'But your wedding clothes-what
lid you do with that fine Prince AL
vert, white tie, creased striped trous-
RS, and shining silk hat?"
"Them? Oh, I've got them some
Mr.. Snider answered. "What
bout emp"
This, my friend" said the marriage
pecialist, laying a hand impressively
Ipon his shoulder. "When a woman
alls in love with a man, it's the man
S he then appears to her who will
nould her idea of him for ever after.
low your wife was most In love with
at the moment of your marriage.
NVTnru wall C11honnco{orc oorp
lex has been created in her mind.
he man she loves Is identified In her
lind with a well-ftting Prince Albert
oat, a white tie, a pair Of creased
tripod trousers, and a very shiny silk
Do you begin to get me?"
er.
81 will eXpound," said the marriage /
pecialist, and he proceeded to do so.
On the following afternoon Mrs.
nider received a telephone call from
le specialist.
"Say, I think I can restore that van
he'd dream of yours, Mrs. Snider," he
alled. "Can you come down to my
flee at 6 o'clockY'
Dunno as I can," Mrs. Snider an
"That fool will be around
ere then, yelling for his eats"
"He won't" said the marriage spe-
alist emphatically. II urge you to
me, Mrs. Snider. I have something
the utmost consequence to COM
unicate."
"Oh, very well, / guess 1 may az
ell, seeing as I've paid you," came
e answer.
AT 6 o'clock the marriage specialist,
ho occupied an inner and an outer
Hce-one at a time, Of courserre-
ived Mrs. Snider at the door.
"Are you prepared to see your hus-
nd with the eyes of lover" he asked.
"Sakes, yes, if you can do it. Where
the little monkeyY
sBehold him." said the marriage
ecialist, and threw open the inner
or.
Before Mrs. Snider's startled eyes
peared her spouse, attired in a we'll
ting Prince Albert, a white tie, gray,
sased, striped trousers, and a shiny