The Rathdrum tribune. (Rathdrum, Idaho) 1903-1963, 1923-01-26
The
Other Woman
By MYRA c. LANE
Z 20, 1922. Western Newspaper Union.)
So this was the endl


I down in black and white, the other
womans letters, proof enough for a
divorce in any court Of any land.
And a dull resentment not unmixed
with curiosity, burned in her. Why
had Jim done this? Why had he
proved unfaithful?
She went over in her mind the seven
years of her married life with him.
She had been SO dutiful, so unquestion-
ing, Shaving for him, cooking, scrub
bing, washing, and never taking her
troubles to him when he came home
at night,
She had not lost her beauty, If 1t
had grown more mature. And there
was no reason-thhS was it-no rea-
son at ALL
She remembered the cynical informa-
ton given her by ether disillusioned
married women. Ali men, they said,
were unfaithful. But Molly had never
expected 1t Of Jim.
She had already decided that there
should be no divorce, on account of
Elsie. He was fond of the child, and
she would bear her burden. But whsi
Why? The question rose to her lips
insistently.
She knew who the other woman was
Miss Clinton, manager of an office
force In big corporation, a business
woman by day. gadabout at nights.
She was well Known; she had had
other affairs with other men.
Jim should never know of her dis
covery. Molly put back the packet of
letters where she had found them.
She would not let Jim know. But she
meant to see this Clinton woman and.
quite sincerely, ask where she herself
had failed.
For those letters reflected Jims, and
breathed passion that Jim had never
felt for her.
On the following evening, alleging
an engagement, Molly made her way
to Miss Clinton's apartment.
She knew that Jim had business
appointment that night-a real one
She had ascertained that beyond
doubt.
The apartment in which Miss Gin
ton lived was of the press-a-button-
and-walk-up kind. SO Jim was not
keeping her in luxury Summoning
all her courage, Molly went up to the
top fiat when the door opened.
Miss Clinton was pretty, there was
no denying that, and Molly felt oddly
touched to see that she was quite pass
able like herself.
I'm Mrs Protheroe," said Molly.
Hostility flared into Miss Clinton's
eyes. Come to make a scene, 1 sup
posel" she said.
mo, just to take look at you,"
said Molly.
Miss Clinton opened the door reluc-
family. Look all you want to, then"
she answered.
II haven't come hers to quarrel with |
you, Miss Clinton" Molly said. 81 just
wanted to find out-well, you see, /
know everything, and wanted to find
out what Jim sees I'm you that he
doesn't see in me-"
The other laughed uncomfortably.
"Oh, Jim and l met and found we were
meant for each other 1 guess that
covers everything"
HE thought that about me- per-
haps."
"Wore off, maybe"
"Will 1t wear off with your"
Il don't know, nor care" answered
Miss Clinton. That's the beauty of 1t.
That's what keeps us together. You
fool, didn't you know that?"
i've never been exacting," said Mol ,
y humbly. I've worked for him
when we were poor L shaved for him."
The other softened. my dear, I've
never shaved for man in my life, and ,
never WILL" she said. 81 guess the
ruth is you're the typical wife, and
IN the typical-well, you know"
Are all men untrue to their wives I
When they've thought about them all
he timer"
MOSTLY, l guess. You see, man
oesn't want servant when he mar S
les. He'd much rather come home to
i've, with dirty icebox, or sit down y
D hash and kisses than housewifely
zeal. l guess you haven't learned
lat, Mrs Protheroe'
mo. I've been a fool" said Molly. | 9
"Ah, well, that's the secret" Miss
linton answered. you can't hold
We by homework"
II guess you're the type of woman !
e men go to-" admitted Molly. "But S
maybe I've got secret, too" a
"What is it?' :,
"They always come back---when
cir wives are big enough and brave d
ough and loving enough. And I'm t
, type they come back to. They do
tired of hash and dirty ic'eboxes--
1 Rr0adwau dinners tO0n