Morning Oregonian. (Portland, Or.) 1861-1937, January 30, 1920, Page 7, Image 7

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y. CANT
Left Him
Urn
SHE LIVES IN A LITTLE HOUSE IN A SUBURB
of New York and makes that house a home.
He too lives in the little house for a part of his
life; but the rest of it is spent in an office in the city.
All sorts of men ride with him on the suburban trains,
or visit him in his office, or meet him for luncheon at
his club.
His life is full of stimulating contacts. Every day
brings him new experiences that mean larger growth
and more assurance. He is a far bigger man today than
he was last year, and ten times bigger than when they
were married ten years ago.
And she?
Her life, too, is filled full; but the experiences that
come to her are neither so various nor so stimulating.
There are the older children who must be hurried off
to school each morning. There is the baby to be bathed
and put to sleep. There are meals to be planned, and
bills to be paid.
So, day after day slips by with hardly a spare moment.
Happy days she would not change them if she could!
Only a single cloud across the horizon of her happiness.
In the evening sometimes when they sit on their little
front porch, and he tells her of the experiences of the
day, of the men he has met and the topics he has dis
cussed, of the problems he has solved problems that a
.few years ago would have been far too large for him
at such moments the cloud is there.
No such experiences have come to her that day. The
problems that he and his friends discuss are strange and
far away. She had meant to know more about them,
but there was no time.
"Suppose he should outgrow me," she says to herself.
"Suppose that ten years from now should find him big
ger, broader, abler because of his experiences, and me,
no longer his mental companion, merely the mother of
his children."
The thought causes her lips to close a little more
tightly.
"Somehow I must find a wav to keen mv thousrht and
interest constantly fresh, constantly expanding, step by
step with his. I simply can't let him outgrow me."
How many million women in America have been
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