Newark evening star and Newark advertiser., 1915-08-25
Many Revelations
of a Young Wife
CONTINUED from Yesterday

Every nerve in my body was throb- |
bing. decided to take a warm bath |
in the hope that the effects of 1t
would enable me to sleep after
awhile. 1 went to the bathroom and |
turned on the hot water, then went
back to my room, undressed and put
on my bath robe and slippers. In
the bathroom again / tempered the
nearly boiling water with cold water,
and when 1t was at the right tenn
perature slipped into its grateful
warmth.
I thought that 1t would quiet me,
but after drying the moisture from
my body and getting into my night
gown | found myself shivering with
a nervous chill. | threw on heavy
bathrobe, and without waiting to plait
my hair, my nightly custom, | hur-
ried into bed, drawing the covers
tightly around me-
After awhile I grew warmer physi-
cally, but I felt as II my heart were
frozen. I did not expect that Dicky
would come home before the early
morning hours, and l lay with eyes
wide open wondering what | should
do when he did come.
| heard the clock strike ten
elevenl twelvei A few moments after
the stroke OF midnight l heard a
queer fumbling at the door of our
living room, a muffled sinister sound.
sat upright in bed listening What
could 1t be?
why Madge Barricaded Her Bedroom
Door.
I always have prided myself upon
not knowing what fear is, but never
again can ] boast in that direction
The queer sound at the keyhole of
the living room, which heard shortly
after midnight of the evening when
Dicly had gone to Lillian Gales af-
fair after n bitter quarrel with me,
left me weak as baby.
But / knew l must get up, and that
at once. Perhaps l could frighten
away the intruder II l spoke through
the door. At any rate must reach
the telephone to summon aid II |
needed it. l did not consider calling
Katie. I knew enough of her tenn
perament to know that she would be
so frightened as to be of worse than
no use.
l had lain down in my heavy bath
robe, because of the nervous chill I
had suffered just before getting into
bed. / gathered 1t closer around me,
slipped my feet into my moccasins,
which lay beside my bed, and forced
i, myself to the door of the living room.
"Who is there?" / called family,
but even as / spoke. to my horror,
the door began to open. / sprang
back to put the table between me and
the intruder, when Dicky appeared
before my astonished gaze.
But II was a Dicky whom | had
never seen before. He could have
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been another man indeed. His hat on
| the back of his head, his hair rum
pied, his eyes glittering with excite
ment; his steps staggering ever so
slightly, but still distinctly uncer-
| tain. 1t did not need the odor of spirits
which overwhelmed me as he came
| toward me to tell me the slckening
| truth.
"N-not Angry Now?"
| Dicky was drunk!
! / might have been more terrified II
instead of Dicky burglar with a
revolver had confronted me, but /
doubt II. / have always had secret
| horror that some day | would come
in contact with an intoxicated man.
1t did not lessen my disgust or my
| fear that the man should be my own
| husband.
| | backed away from him, my hands
| outstretched before me. | felt as IL
should scream if he touched me. A
| sudden grim memory assailed me of
the times when | had crossed the
street in my walks to avoid passing
a drunken man on the sidewalk. Here
/ was practically imprisoned in the
same room with one, and one who
had a legal right TO my presence.
But Dicky made no move TO come
toward me at first. He stood near
the door, swinging his stick jauntily
his eyes blinking little at the light
his body swaying almost impercept-
IDLY. | dreaded to hear him speak
expected the thick utterance. the
confused words, which / had always
read were the hallmark of an intoxi-
Gated man. But I was to be sur
prised.
Hello, sweetheart" His voice was
a trihe husky. but his words were
clearly enunciated indeed his utter
ance was much slower than usual
He appeared to deliberate before
each word. you are not angry with
me now, know. You've had time to
sleep 1t off, haven't you?'
Haven't you?" he repeated trifle
impatiently as I did not answer.
was gazing at him with mixture
of terror and amazement.
eS, D1cky, l SAID falnLly. 4 ulu
not know what to answer. Anything
to keep MIN away from me. Evident
ly 7 hit upon the right words.
That's right" he said, that's just
all right. You see I'm not angry now
I'm awfully sorry I smashed things
up. I'd like to ask you to forgive
me, but you seem little distant to
me. Tell me- he raised his voice
again, You've had time TO sleep II
off You're not angry with me now?'
Come TO LIS"
mo, Dicky," I answered, still al
random His repetition seemed SC
silly. but his words were not con-
fused. He evidently knew what he
was talking about. Perhaps he was
not so drunk as ! had thought. But
his next words undeceived me.
well. II you are not angry, gel
your clothes on and come with me
back TO LIS" he said. BEST time
you ever saw. Everybody drunk but
Harry and me. We said we'd stay
sober so we could come and get you
Harry is downstairs in the taxi now
He wanted to come up with me, but
wouldn't let him. Suppose | would lei
a strange man come up to my apart
ment When my wife might not be
dressed. Never!"
He drew himself UP with an air oi
offended virtue. Evidently he quite
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