The Rathdrum tribune. (Rathdrum, Idaho) 1903-1963, 1923-05-04
His First Wife's
Legacy
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By MYRA CURTIS LANE


60. 1922. wsstsrn Newspaper Union.)
Its all very well to say l ought to
share your interests, Lucian, but do
ask you to share mine? Has 1t oc-
CURED to you that woman's inter-
ests must consist principally in run
ming homer
Mary Ammering faced her husband,
flushed and indignant, with the heat
of the kitchen stove reflected on her
pretty face.
II suppose you're right, Mary"
answered Lucian Ammering indiffer-
emily.
He kissed her good-by-he hated
those formal kisses. They had been
married two years now, and things
had gone steadily from bad to worse.
Lucian Ammering was an inventor,
he was at work on a glider that was
TO revolutionize the science of flight;
Mary had never understood it. She
resented their having to live in the
country, where he leased fifty acres
Of mountainous tract a long way from
where people ought to live.
At first she had been enthusiastic.
What had chilled her? Well, Lucian
had been married years before. EN-
incline and he, she gathered, had been
devoted to each other. When Emme-
line died Lucian's life had seemed
broken.
Mary was jealous Of the dead wom-
an. She believed that Emmeline still
had his heart. He never spoke of her,
but Mary knew that in his mind he |
was always setting off the one woman |
against the other.
So she had sunk quietly into the po-
sition of housekeeper, and Lucian had
gone on experimenting with his
gliders.
. She felt restless that morning as
she busted and scrubbed, and opened
the oven and put things in it, and took
them out again. She had declared her
independence. She wasn't going to be
tied to the tail of Lucians elders.
Il guess now that I'm committed to
my job I'll just go upstairs and clean
out that old cupboard of Lucians that
hasn't been touched since we moved
In here" she reflected
1t was an old house and had enor-
nous cupboards. This one was more
ike small room. Mary recoiled in
1lsmay at the first sight of it, with
1isused garments hanging up every
where, and the floor Uttered with pa
,ers
Then she collected herself and be-
IAN to tidy up. taking down and dust
ng Lucian's old clothes. This suit
hould never have been thrown away.
was just what Lucian needed for
lis gliding. And these hoots-how
areless Lucian wasl They were per-
ectly good boots. She must put those
a his room. And this package of let
Curiosity, the bane of woman, got
ne better of her. She opened the
op one and read, folded back, the sig
allure 'Emmeline."
And a burning desire came over her
, know what sort of letters Emmeline !,
ad written Lucian. Emmeline, the !,
odel wife. she sarcastically COM =
ented in her mind. 4
But 10 ner amazement the letter was
Ill OF bitter reproaches. :,
She opened another and another. !,
IL were alike. 1t appeared that, in :.
cad of the ideal life which Mary had .
ways supposed them to have shared, -
ley had hated and quarreled with -
lch other constantly. There had :
'ver been peace between them.
1t was the last letter that summed
everything
II realize too we'll my deficiencies, d
ncian." Emmeline wrote. II am leay-
& you tomorrow with Harry, and you n
Ill be free to get your divorce. I >
TX nothing of you l do not blame d
u; we hayes simply been unfortun- y
e. p
but | do gather one thing from
IT experience OF married life to- &c
'ther. Either the pair must share &c
cir interests in common, or else o.
ere VIII be sh.pwreck. And, as a 4 m
an cannot enter with enthusiasm NJ