MEDITATIONS OF A MARRIED WOMAN

Taranaki Daily News, Volume LII, Issue 127, 26 June 1909, Page 3

MEDITATIONS OF A MARRIED WOMAN

BY A WIFE WHO KNOWS HER WAY ABOUT, When a woman's grcf hairs can no longer be pushed underneath, combed over, or otherwise hidden, she says, nonchalantly: "Oh, I've been as grey as a (badger ever since I was nineteen—a fanii.y trait, you. tonow." A married woman hates to think of getting to be forty-five years old, because she feels that at that age she'll look middle-aged, whereas her husband will be just a young fellow and still keenly in the game, looks and all. A man can figure out the true inwaidness of her feelings when he hears a woman say: "Isn't it too bad that a girl with s'uch a sweet disposition should be so hideously homely!" Some women are dreadfully surprised and shocked when they find out how much men do know a'bont their sex—its "mystery" and all.

If agreeable young unmarried women only knew what a hit they make with c]ig>b*.e, worth-while men ,when they caress, ''make over," and act idtercsted in other women's babies they'd do il oftener.

There are plenty of v.oracn who ui]oy having a little'affair with a married mail, not because they tare a lig for lii:ii, '.ml because t-U*y delight in annoying nis wife, for whom they care still U'SSI

It is reliably stated that plenty Of women .who take luncheon ill the West End of London make it a point to pie!; a row with the waitress so that they won't have tj> tip her.

'.Many, many years ago a man we know, in a moment of reckless extravu-' gancv, paid a sovereign for a fashionable sflk scarf. Ever since, when his .wife lias wanted to pay about £ls for an.insane hat, she has thrown that sovereign necktie at him.

Familiar quotation: "I want to get all of my summer things now, dear, so that after a while you can order two or three ni'ce suits for yourself." (By :"a(ft*r a while" next August, if '.he means anything.)

What most women thinfc they know iThat men are crazy over widows.

Often, when a: woman fondly imagines 'that she is making a man her slave with her languishing glances and subtle '(lattery, his inner self is riotously, ram eously laughing at lier vain imaginings.

What 'every woman ought to know: That there are plenty of husbands—not necessarily cither—who distinctly dislike to hear their wives tell naaghty ■stories, even if they don't say s*o.

The man who ■ k:•■ , ud tells" is a cad, of course. But lie is not a patch •on the woman who reads the other fellow's letters to the next man who comes along.

Familiar q.uobvti'oll: "Oh, I only want to got a few little odds and ends. 1 guess' a fiver will' cover them oil."