Evening Star Newspaper, March 6, 1932, Page 95

THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON. D. C.—GRAVURE SECTION—MARCH 6. 1932. Why Love Grows Cold By W. E. Hill (Copyright. 1932, by the Chicago Tribune Syndicate.) “Come over and tell me all the news, Dottie!” It is a terrible moment in the love life of a young hus- band who takes his bridge seriously when he discovers that his wedded mate is a bridge talker and will A girl should think twice—and even always be just a fourth at thrice—before she allows herself to bridge. In many States this fall in love with a man who guards is adequate grounds for di- against taking cold. Should she enter vorce. into holy wedlock with a youth of this type, sure as fate she will dis- cover before the honeymoon is over that he is an argyrol fiend and no use at all as a kisser. When sentiment and common sense get together something is bound to go wrong sooner or later. Jessie liked poetry and spiritual uplift and Howland liked the base ball scores and a good vaudeville show. And when- ever they walked out together and Jessie saw a tree, even a little dead one, she would clutch herself ard recite the little verse about how a tree is the loveliest poem of all: and, as they usually strolled where there grew one or more trees to a block, it began to go against Howland's matter-of-fact nature. One Sunday they walked through the park and now Howland and Jessie are very distant to each other. A husband with delicate molars and bicuspids will be a great trial to the young wife who does her own cooking. Even the most carefully prepared meal will be a failure if Harry loses a filling or dis lodges a bit of choice bridgework on a chop bone or a fried oyster. “She’s one of those people you can't say anything to without offending her! 1 said to her: "Gertrude, you must air your apartment. It smells of mice or something. And, honestly, I thought she'd take my head off! Do you think that’s a terrible thing to say to her, Arthur? Do you?" A wife who wants to talk while her husband reads the evening paper will bring trouble on herself, because — her husband will get a decree on the grounds of mental cruelty one of these days Atwater was a literary man, and wher. he led Bebe to the altar it seemed an ideal union, for Bebe, being just a simple home girl, would look after him nicely and keep everythirg tidy. But Bebe turned out to be one of those vacuum cleaning addicts and clears and cleans their two rooms and bath daily. (This is Harry trying to work on a short story with the vacuum going strong in the uext room.) Mr. and Mrs. Fred Wickey lived man and wife in perfect accord for goirg on six years, and then one day Mrs. Wickey discovered that you could make a pair of lounging pajamas just as easy as pie right at home. That very night almost as soon as This boy Mr. Wickey got inside the door there was trouble, Leonora was, cverybody said, a perfect wife. A marvelous housekeeper and a devoted “Hey, Blanche! Remember your operation!” y ! wife and mother. It was, they said, a perfect match in every way, and wasnt Tom lucky to has the swellest sense of humor. Never a dull moment when and Mr. Wickey said what Mrs. Wickey told him he'd be sorry for later on. Things have never been have such a dear, sweet, capable little wife? In short, Leonora was so dear and sweet and pe he is around. His wife Blanche doest't care much for his " r quite the same since. fect that Tom got running around with a girl who wasn't dear and sweet and capable at all, comic stuff, however. 1f precious boy hurls this ribald jest at and was absolutely imperfect in every way. So now Tom and Leonora are telling it to a judge his little wife again, when she comes out of the pool there will be harsh words ./ —— 9 1