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Get LANACANE today at all druggists. mutt ASTHMA AGONY With the first few puffs of Dr. R. Schiffmanns Asthmador Cigar ettes you get relief from bronchial asthma symptoms. Ask Your Druggist COVEt: "Coma on, now hatch! Wall, w bat to mention it to our (.over girl, but nature ih her own pace. On of child hood's most wonderful experiences is dis covery, and it's Spring, tha bast time of the year to wander and wonder! (John Mechlingj photo from FPG.) FAMILY WEEKLY 179 North Michigan Ave., Chicago I, III. Leonard S. Davidow, Publisher; Walter C. Dreyfus, Associate Publisher; Ben Kart man. Editorial Director; Patrick O'Rourke, Advertising Director; Metanie De Proft, Food Editor; William A. fetter. Art Di rector: Robert Fitzgibbon, Managing Ed itor; Associate Editors:- Jack Glasner, Regina Gruss. Jack Ryan, Jerry Klein, New York. n. ft-.-- JPBaneW beers for aJ 'fMM ing Team eing a cheerleader for a brand-new high school isn't always an easy job, but our wonderful school spirit helps me. For instance, last year our basketball team didn't win a game. In fact, we've lost 35 straight games in our two year history! But our home town sticks with us. We now have a new gym and, all in all, we're proud of our school . aid our team, even if we haven't won that first game yet! Miss Sharon Bowerman, Wenatchee, Wash. WHEN THE NEED IS GREATEST. We have a private home and school for spas tics in our city, and its operators, Mr. and Mrs. Wendell Foster, have devoted their lives to it. Often they have hit rock-bottom in finances, only to have generous citizens help them out. Once, with the treasury empty and little food left, they found a bushel of potatoes and cabbage on their porch. Another time a man handed Foster an envelope and said, "Here's five. I wish it could have been more." Foster was trying to get a loan and the money was very welcome especially when he opened the envelope and found the "five" was $500! Mrs. Margaret K. Morgan, Owensboro, Ky. TWO KINDS OF BOYS. A friend of mine, con fined to a wheel chair, often watched birds in the big tree outside her window. One day she saw two boys knocking down nests and destroying the eggs. When they saw her, they ran away. Later two other boys came by, and one of them reached up and did something to the nest When he noticed her at the window, he came up and said, "I put back an egg that fell out. I had to wrap it in a leaf so the birds wouldn't know I'd handled it!" Ethel B. Stevenson, Eugene, Ore. We Pay $10 for Your Letters We welcome your views on any subject of general interest. If we print your letter, you will receive $10. Letters must be signed, but names will be withheld on request We reserve the right to edit contributions. Letters cannot be returned. Address Letters Editor, Family Weekly, 179 North Michigan Avenue, Chicago 1, IlL . . . one of the bitterest drinks that I know is marriage on the rocks. My old friend sat beside me and endlessly pleated the folds of her dress. I could not halt the flow of her words. I would not, if I could. She was my friend. "I married too quickly," she said. "I had known him only three months and he was-being shipped out Just a few weeks and then he was gone. "When he came home, we were strangers. We tried. But I had mistaken desire for understanding and similarity for sympathy. We were like opposite sides of a coin, welded together. "I thought it might be better when the children came. We both love them, even if we cannot love each other. At last we faced things squarely. We sat down together and talked it out Neither of us believes in divorce. Neither of us can make this marriage work. "But we have two little girls who need us. They need a home and two parents. What do you do?" I swallowed hard. I couldn't answer. . She did not look me in the face. The tears spilled down FAMILY WEEKLY. Ben Kartman. editorial director. Send all advertising communications to Family Weekly, 153 N. Michigan Ave., Chicago 1957, by Family Weekly Magazine. Inc.. 179 N. Michigan Ave., Chicago I, III. All rights reserved. into her lap and mingled with the pleating of her skirt. "That was years ago," she said. "We're still together. We speak. We never quarrel. He goes to the office in the morning and comes home at night. He's wonderful with the children. They adore him. Sometimes I think I can't bear the sight of him another day, knowing that we must live together with nothing but the chains of our mistakes to hold us. "But he is no more real to me than he was the day we were married. I feel nothing for him. Nothing. He is a part of all my life which I must endure like a disease for which there is no cure. And, if we were to be divorced, the children would suffer more than we do. He knows that too." She attempted a smile. I looked carefully out the window as she wiped away the tears and rose to leave. As I had known she. would be, she was remorseful for having disrobed her agony before me. "I think it must have been the war years," she said. "Our generation didn't have much of a chance. We lived to seize the moment "Sometimes a moment lasts forever." And then she closed the door and walked into the night HI. Contents Copyright
