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One Who Resents Being Forced on Shelf- Is Wife Right to Divorce Undemon- strative Husband in Order to . ~ Marry Man Who Shows

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r Mks. Dita-Wilt docs life hold. for women between 5o, mum? should be willingto fold corner and wait for death, with no Wh do they , r to go or even ' Why can't they realize that "we children's home and want our own. and our own independence and may- I am in my early fifties

do burebuuierfjtbinl; that s

I bandsiihd sitnvtbeem __ ‘f e ' w. linterestr accept in their interests? hank-that it would be terrible m; mo out and get a iob and earn her own living, to marry again? find it hard to live in even our

‘that age we

be somebody to love us. strong and healthy, and I am tired of beinz ON ‘THE 5 - .

Answer: Good for you, sister! Up and

are enslaving them in the name of klndnes.

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._..-_-___ If you do that, you will achieve a double-barreled reform that will add oi‘ human happiness than any one thing in the world. of the greatest of all domestic problems, for you

Q more lo the sum

about jealousies, interferences, daily conflicts o! will, a

pleasantnesses, and no matter how much her children love mother 1118i’

w ld lac-happier withouther.

hn jiotneiiw who}? r unwelcome. She fee s herse an busy. Now she has nothing to do.

Now she is only John's or Marysuhb house have totally unfltted her t/Lliv;

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orders tead v c? 7W _ B who a ey the situation seemed unavoidable- she he to 4 ildren and be supported by them, no

matter how able-bodied she was, nor how she choked on the bread oi dependence. And all of this-miseryhas been sufIeredby-thousands of women just because they didn't realize that they were still young enough to make their own llvings, and didn't have enough grit and independence to roll up their sleeves and go to work and support themselves. _ Praise be that they are seeing the light at last, and instead of lumhol‘ Iestoonlng herself like the old woman of the sea around her childrens the remainder of her days preparing out and gets her a job and often has a more had before. Sometimes a wtman even ulukoc her husband was. of independence and the

for her latter end, she hustles interesting life than she ever l. fortune and proves a better money-maker than

At any rate, such women interest that work brings to all who knowthem. Especially of their late mother's virtues when they are not daily rubbed raw by her peculiarl- ties and who do not constantly have to deny themselves because of the burden oi her support. For, after all, s. dollar will only go so for, aud l1 you have to add another out to it, it spreads the butter lust that much thinner. -

Furthermore, in the great majority harder for a pay envelope than she has t0 none. Many and many a woman who is of necessity an unpaid nurse- maid or cook in her children's houses would be far better of! and happier. and so would her children, if she were in some other WOmEIYB kmhuu °1' nursery.

._._..___ A dozen times I havenfald i3‘ this atltDalolllflblltulfit women quit worktm won, Life - em ll B. 116W OBISSI‘ may S have the mflfgftitsbéhitt , and they ‘are wrong axlcrfoplisojtq pettle down and be dependent on their children. They should strike out for themselves. Make their own livings and be happy and independent. DOROTHY DIX.

children, who can better apprec-

of cases, mother has to work no wonk in her children's home for

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Dear Dorothy Dix-My husband and I have got along very well. He ,MS treated me with the utmost kindness and courtesy, but-he shows we no love in any manner, shape or form. Never gives me a kiss or a caress. I am of a very affectionate ‘ and this his hurt me terribly- A501" a year ago I met a man with whom I have fallen in love and he with mo.

He is also married and that complicates things much more. Please tell UNIIAPPY MRS. N.

us ‘what in the world to d0. Answer:

_, .____._ ' If there are children, you have no right to break up your home for merely sentimental reasons. I grant you that it is hard w endure heart- starvatlon with one rnan when you crave the angels’ food that another man might supply you, but you haven't the right to take your happiness. at the expense of two families of children and perhaps that of a sister woman.

, .k___ Divorce always works an irreparable inlury to the children. It breaks apthelr pattern of life and distorts it. It bitterly dislllusions them and makes their faith in everything that is good and fine in the world. They are literally torn to pieces between their canton" -- parents, No orphan in an asylum ls more to be pltied than the poor little youngster who is dragged from mother to father at the behest o! a court, who has two homes and n0 home, strange and ill at ease and for none oLwhom he has any respect, l. ‘f: “M; Inn-y n5- ;_ ,_ I c new. mulch.» tea your or your-flown when», B Win80“ the man Less ‘F "- Amt I wet wlthnthe tearsbla i. deseww lfjyml Elly hwwfifigscca-r 5-mo- wt '~

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cease kissing their wives they mahe way for the man who does. i DORUYHY

- Dear Mim Dix-I have a daughter who is my own flesh and blood Bud the world, who persists in believing and is an adopted child in spite of the evidence of her bap- ot people who have known her since as if I were a stranger and is always that I shall never go to her

whom I nearly died bringing into astertlng that she Y. tlsmal certificate and the testimony , she was a child. She treats me snapping at me and makes rne so unhlrlii house again. Why is this? BORE-BEADED MOTHER.

ADBWCI’!

- ‘.1. is a common thing for fled. or that they were stolen, and to

and great wealth who will some day come by in a and bear them of! to a wondrous palace

mi. absurd fancies. I should say she ll Willy.

5; 1 Dorothy Dix’: LetterBox

Why Must Life be Over for Woman of 50, Cries

at ‘em. Now that you have got to the rebellion point, get out and do something about it. Head a revolt of '“"“‘ willed women against their dutiful, loving children who

away from them. She knows herself All of her life she has been ..She has had her place in the sun-

And years of running her own another woman's house and take

an orphan with four parents with all of whom he is

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By JOSEPH McCORl)

have time for a manicure, I can give you a blonde or a brunette."

"Don't. tell men are going in for tlhtsl"

"Some of them do. But I was speaking of my understudles."

“Oh. I don't suppose you ever bother . . . ."

"Yes, I do. I like to hold hands with a good-looking young man now and then . . . keeps me in practice. Come along. I'll operate." She led the way to a nearby booth. "Just a minute while I slide into a. uniform."

Nan had nothing more to say until she lifted Sturgess fingers from the water and dried them none too gently on a towel.

"Umph. You're not such a good ad for your shop. Is this a sample of their stufl?" .

“No," he smiled. "It's all my own."

'."Il.‘.hen you'd better get a new Scout knife. How's Jean?" she asked abruptly,

"Miss Sawyer is doing very well,

CHAPTER 15

There had been something vcry near dismay in Jean's crown eyes when she raised her head from her drawing-board to discover Sturges smiling at her from the doorway.

“You said ‘Come in,’ didn't you?" he challenged.

"Of course. Won't you sit down, Mr. Sturges? Just a minute . . . I'll take those drawings out of your

way."

"Don't bother," he told her. “I'm not staying. This is one place I heo overlooked on my rounds. Merely a tour of inspection." l-le remained where he was, glancing about the small studio. "It looks very profess- ional. So do you."

His eyes rested on the slim figure in its yellow smock. Jean was stand- ing _with her back close to the big north window, a position that pre- vented the caller from observing he! face clearly.

“It's a. pleasant workroom," she

oficred- _ a few minutes not long ago . . . . “Do they give you everything you Let's see. 1t was yasterday afternoon. X19611?" I believe." ‘ "Oh. 3'68!’ “Yeah? I haven't seen her since

Sturges ventured a few perfunc- tory questions about her tasks, then inquired casually for Mr. Sawyer. When Jean admitted that her Isth- er had not found a position, so far as she knew, Mark did not repeat his former suggestion of possible assistance. Instead, he wished her a cheery good day and left. "Perhaps I shouldn't have bargeo in there," he speculated, as he walk- ed down the corridor.

His uncertainty did not, howeven prevent him from an unusual and deliberate procedure the following

that night we ran into you at Mar- tin's. I wonder if her dad's found- a job yet?"

“I don't know." Mark evaded.

“He's going to have one tough time landing anything in this

“r83.

“Dc you really think that?" .

"I lcnow it. I wish I could use a floor-walker or something hem. . . . Not that it would do any good."

"You mean Mr. Sawyer would re- senérafiistapcc from .1“; . iljriendsg"

'. eulefl-uythlug e can, e will. She's a proud little trick."

afternoon. He cleared his desk an “She's very fond of you," Mark hour before the usual time, tele- guggegfgd_ phoned for his car and left for the "1 hope she is. 1 think more of

that kid than anybody I know."

“I suppose you see her ircquently." l-Ie rhazarded the observation so oafclesslfihat Nan looked up with a sharp glance.

“Ratherfl

- “Would ‘it bother you if I smoke?"

"Help yourself."

Little more passed between them until Nan finished her task, “There? she remarked, with a final applic- ation of the buffer, "I think you'll pass in a crowd."

"I know it." Sturges inspected his nails, at the same time glancing at his wrist watch. “It was good of you to take me on. I've enjoyed by visit

day.

A- few moments later, the new

ay coil was ked a few doors

om Le alon‘ auetic.

“Well. see who's here!" Nan Gamble exclaimed cordially when Sturges entered. She left her place at the desk and came forward with her hand extended.

"Did you think I wasn't going to take you up on that invitation"? Mark smiled. '

“Never can tell these days. But you picked a good time, if you care to look around. There are a few holy of holies I can't, let you peek into. But you can get an idea oi the

layout." very much." “I'd like it Veil’ much. if WWW “Glad you didn't forget ma. I . ." not too busy." Nan broke of! as there came the

Forthe next quarter of an hour. Miss Gamble's attitude was entirely‘ that of a business woman. Sturges. was treated to a professional ac- count of trade methods and an ex- hibit of appliances whose existence was both unsuspected and bewilder-

sound of a. door closing in the outer room. Steps. "Excuse me just a minute." And then: "Hello, Gor- l geousl" ‘ Jean Sawyers voice in reply. Sturges smiled to himself, "1 can't stop, Nan. I finished that‘ book I promised to let you have." "What's all the rush? Bit down g minute."

ing. "I never imagined that beauty was as complicated as all this," he

as far as I know. I talked with her m" o!

._.-____i children. It is too high a price to pay thing holds good (or the dust of two broken homes and

e and little children will bring neither

_..__.__ - that not realize that love dies o! neglect, that it parishes for lack of food just as the body does, and that when they

children to‘ imagine that theyhave been ad- play a game with themselves in which they fancy themselves far superior to the other members of the family, and that they are the long-lost child of some person of high degree chariot and four horses

e Your daughter must have a ebucrimuie u. be deluding herself with nonormr pun

dmitted admirlngly. “It's too much for me. Our shop will have to tod- dle along as best it can, as far as I'm concerned. All I ask is that you leave us a little trade."

"Sure," Nan agreed. "How about sampling our service?" she suggest- ed with a twinkle in her eye. ‘If you _.______ ________€_._

DURING BABY'S TEETl-IING TIME The Bowel: Become Loose

Diarrhoea, dysentery, colic, cram manifest themselves; the gums come swollen, and conkers form in

the mouth. This ' th tim hm the mother should Y... e a w

"Plenty no good, boss. no middle, no finish,

had been waiting pa- ' office could not

' Bturges broke the silence in the car

- "I really mustn't, I'm in u nun-y- "Sayl What is this‘! A plant?" , “What do you mean?"

"Nothing . . . friend of yours is here. That's all. Come on out, Mr, Sturges."

"Hello," said that young ggnflg- mw lmlably. u he emersec from his retreat. "This is a surprise, ma; Gamble was good enough to snow me her shop this afternoon and to give me a demonstration." He ex- hlbitéd his hands briefly in proof,

Jean nodded and smiled. she turned again in Nan. “I'm sorry, but I must go."

"I'm lust leaving." Mark explain- ed. "I'll run you home." He Bpolgg as if the matter were not 999i! to debate and Nan came in his aid by remarking, "You're in luck, dear, Sorryyouhinsucharush, Come again . . . both of you."

"Thank you." Mark answered promptly, holding the door open for Jean. "I will."

"Good night. Gorgeous. Would you mind leaving that book with me?"

"Are you really in s. hurry toget home . . . I mean, must you?"

afterhsandJeanhedrlddmsev-

stand ifitcauniiu

mus ." " "I'm sorry." Meeting with m cm. ponse, Mark continued, "You see, I was wondering if you wouldn't, pity my lonely state and have dinner with me." , “Thank you. That would be very nice, but I'm on duty at home to- Yllkht. One 0i Mother's old ne borg is ill» and she is staying wi her this afternoon and evening . . . . perhaps all night. That means 1

must see about our dinner. Daddy 1

can do most anything in the world . . . . except wok." She favored him with an amused glance. "And he thinks he can."

“You have some younger brothers and sisters, I believe."

"Yes. John is nineteen. Peggy is eleven and Madge five. If I don't get home and look after them,

“That sounds very interesting. In that W.’ he nudged. "we will haveto deliver _you promptly." The disappointment in his vol“ w" evident. "m1 submit on one condi- tion. Thst you'll tell me when 1 mull-have the pleasure. r , you know of seiner-pleasant" piece out

" music and that

"Thank You, MrulBtirrges, but don't think it would . . . be Mark gave her a quick glance, only to discover that she was looki 411-. 9°57 lhfiflli ""0181! the win ield. He gave his attention to his driving at once. n "I'm Sorry." he said simply. Would it be presuming i: 1 sang you why? I'd like to know." "I think you can guess." was the low answer. . “The Iron Block. Is that what you

“Yes.”

"No other reason?"

"Of course not." '

"Illeel better," he mmgrked my. ly.-'I will‘ not try to per-smug m Bllulnrfll You!‘ W111. of course. But, you see. I vc always been in the habit of choosing my own friends. Perha I shall learn to conform to the - ham mode, but . . . I nope not,"

_“Thls isn't my corner. Mr. Sturg- Its one more square." ‘

"I know. I'm dodging that one- way thoroughfare, This will take us "Ouud w your door. will it not?"

"Yew .

" "I! you'll show me the place ,

there's no telling what might imp-

he luskested tentatively a few momJ

ents later." “It's 0n th ht, Tm- _ “my e rig ee twenty when l1 5WD was made in front of the house and before Jean could thank her escort. he turned to my with a smiling air of r “ .

M“! Sawyer. I'm Suing to ask s. great favor of you. I know it's a lot of nerve . . . but I haven't been in "' "*1 “We 101‘ $0 ions that 1 don't know what it's like. I wish you'd ask gage to have dinner with you, 1 won-g

my‘ mm"- Mlvbc I can help Home - . . I'm handy about g mg. chgétreally."

"d o! the quick refusal a "P905811. he found Jean e hlfflwllhgrali‘; silence.

° " e milled persuasively. "D° W“ mom it. Mr. Sturges '- “Indeed I do. ? more than I can tell you," "Then please com, 1n,"

(To Be Continued.)

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