New Britain herald., 1923-04-12

l thouGht Like all tho rest of life itself, mar riago demands of those who would make 1t n success, forgetfulncss of tho 1 faults of the other, Is the root of un- ! happiness the fact that we who marry SD thoughessly, SO ardcntly and so eagerly, idcalizc the loved one and | then arc plunged Into the ncthcrmost depths of woe when the beloved proves hut human'
 Into my heart another though sinks, and ask myself this question: Is there in every marriage time when each one asks 'Is 1t worth the effort to try to keep my wife's. my husbands love-"
 An Unexpected Cau.
 With the ficrceness l would thrust away n dagger aimed at the heart of tho son both Dicky and l adore. thrust this thought from me when first il rose into my mind. Yet 1t re- turns again and again-but push il from me with the cry gave upon our marriage day and set down in my little book:
 "l vail be happy will I will !'' Too-y the prospects seem brighter than tney have shone in many weary months. Out from the shadows Of unhappiness caused by Dicky's inno- gently silly escapade with Claire Eos ter so perfectly proper that no one save jealous wife could look at ii with eyes capable Of finding a real fault--out from tho black shadows of terror which eneulfed my father, Katherine. Lillian and mo. and even swept Dicky into their menace for a time--we have come to quiet, peace full, happy hourse which seem like the blessed days Of a honeymoon re- turned to bless anew.
 Worn out with the problems of those days before Lillian and my fatf- CT and Alien Drake captured the gang in the interests of the government still shocked by the surprising es- cape of Grace Draper from the net so carefully spread, Dicky and I have taken wee furnished apartment ih the heart Of the city. It's strange little place, and yet already it bears | the charm of home.
 Unlike the farmhouse with its wide expanse of rolling fields and far hori zon of the blue of the never placid sea, it's floods of sunlight, and its soli- tude upon the lonely countryside, this homo looks out upon 2 bustling street. Brick and mortar, steel and stone, asphalt pravements and the roar of never-ending traffic fill the eyes which look from these windows and throng the cars that cannot shut out the ceaseess sounds. Here sun shine seldom enters, each makes, sun-
 An unfamiliar knock sounding on the apartment door interrupted me. When I had crossed the living-room and the little han traversed by three steps or less, and had opened the door, there stood woman whom l had seen but had never met before.
 Her ample, yet still pretty figure was wrapped in a brilliant blue kimono on which Japanese cmbroid- cry Haunted great birds and blossoms of pink, yellow and black. Above her chubby face--so child-like and yet so calculatingly wise--was piled riot of bleached yellow hair over eyes as in- nocent as those of q child. and yet as sharp as one who holds the wisdom, all the goodness and the wickedness of the world compressed within their compelling, lovely depths
 Say Pardon me, for running in so unexpected neighborlike--I live in the back apartment-my kitchens right next to yours. The smell of the dinners you cook that nicc-ooking husband O yours just waited through the wall and--m' 'm--they told me that you were the kind of woman who would like doing neighbor favor. always said that one wife can tell how good another wife is just by smelling her cooking, and this min- ute my eyes tell me I'm right. Say dCaric--'
 "Teach Me the Way"
 What can I do for you?" My tone was perhaps more business-like, more cold than l thought.
 Well" her keen eyes met mine firmly, and twinkle lit them for an instant Lend me an onion, will you, dearie?"
 "Of course" l smiled, left her standing thcro, obtained what she asked, and returned just in time to see her shift from where she had leaned against the door-and perhaps from craning her very short neck---to take in all the details of our home.
 Here you are" l said as sweetly as I could manage under the cir cumstance. Are you sure there's nothing else"
 That's dandy Nothing more to- day" Her voice held a little laugh ing lit. "I'll bring it's sister back some day l got more time and make a longer call. S"Ng."
 Back at my desk. head on arms folded across the fragile shelf on which write. eyes searching the slit of blue sky that can see from l1ere when I turn my eyes upward and hold my head just so, I cry:
 Teach mc the way to happiness Disclose unto me the magic which lies at the heart of every marriage that is completely happy I will be patient--I shall secii--nray God that | shall find !'