Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-03-20

WANT lOnc OI your ADVICE dDOuC WudL Ii
to take AID what I'm not to take; so shut
up till tell you to speak,"
Silently l watched him rowing about
until he picked up fan Josephine Bona
parte had been its last owner) which next
to my husband love more than anything
in the world. Now was the time to dem
onstrate to Henry how courageous
could be when anything of real value was
threatened.
nROP that!" l commanded sharply.
= IF you don't, I'll ring the bell and
send for the police!" Henry put the fan
down; but the stimulation of ferocity with
which he turned on me was inimitable.
really act very well indeed.
You touch that bell, J" he growled MUIR
derously, land you're dead woman!"
Here, thought |, was the chance of a
lifetime to impress on Henry how un-
happy his histrionic hankerings had made
me- Evidently he had no idea as yet that
l had penetrated his disguise. Anything
l might say he would accept as genuine
utterance l looked down the barrel of
his revolver and said unfinchingly.
Shoot away! Death would be infinitely
preferable to the life my husband leads
me!''
His hand trembled and he lowered the
revolver. What months of storming and
sarcasm had failed to accomplish had been
done in a moment by one touch OF pathos.
Henry realized at last how keenly l felt
his conduct.
Poor little woman!' he murmured
feelingly What's the matter? Does yer
ole man hit yer?"
mo, Mr. Burglar, he doesn't" replied
but what he does is infinitely more pain
full. He is making fool of himself and
laughing stock of me by insisting on going
on the stage"
well, what's the harm in that"
The harm is that he can't act. I've
told him so over and over again; but he
won't believe me- He says his friends
have different opinion"
"P'raps his pals is right and you're
wrong
NO fear! But you bet" Il talked in
that sort of language to give Henry the
1ar) THAT his friends are not going to tell
him he can't act! In our walk of life peo-
pie don't tell their opinions to man who
can give them good dinners and lend them
his motor car. They are not going to tell
him the truth, though they know as well
as do that he has no more idea of acting
than cow
A S spoke the front doorbell rang, and
Henry gave the lie direct to my
words by as fine a representation of star
tied terror as one could wish to see.
Its the 'lice!" he exclaimed. Don't
give me up, Missis! got wife and kids
at home.'
1t was quite good; but did not want
the servant to come in and catch Henry
playing the fool in this fashion. so said
to him sharply. "All right, Henry.
knew it was you all the time. Please
don't let Julia see you like that. or she'll
leave and shall never be able to replace
her. Go out into the yard and wait till l
let you know the coast is clear"
Poor Henry! He was SO cast down by
the failure of his attempt to take me in
that he went out through the French win
dow without a word.
Julia came in to announce that there
was a messenger from the watchmaker's
at the door. He had come for the drawing
room clock. l had to concoct story
about Henry's having taken it out him.
self to leave at the shop. 1t took me
nearly half an hour to get rid of the garru
lous creature.
When opened the French window and
peeped out into the garden found it was
raining. Henry must have had rather an
uncomfortable wait Never mind it