New Britain herald., 1915-11-10
News for 7heater Goe1s and Women Readers
REVELATIONS0F A WIFE
By ADELE GARRIGON

self," I said in my most dignified manner. Those you get at any store are not fit to eat. Please listen care fully to what I tell you, Katie, for I wish no mistake in the things you bring me. I want three pounds of l the best almonds, the soft shelled ones, three small jars of anchovies, three cans of imported caviar. two boxes of sardines and three bottles of those tiny onions and three loaves of sandwich bread. We have plenty of butter in the house, l know.
 Her Thrift Brings Sarcasm.
 Be sure that the man understands that any of those articles which are not opened are to be returned
 All right" said Katie, and went into the kitchen on the way out. Dicky backed away from me in pre- tended awe. "Oh! descendant Of thrifty Yankee traders, I bow to your wisdom. Take back what you have rot used! If I had all the unopened stuff I've presented to the janitor, | could buy car instead of riding in 1 taxis."
 No doubt,'' I responded dryly. I really could not resist the temptation to aim a shaft, be it ever so feeble a one, at Dicky's complacence. "But, Dicky, what shall we give them to drink? Coffee? I shall need more than I have in the house." Dicky raised his hands high in the air with an exaggerated gesture of despair.
 "Coffee-ye gods and little fishes! Offer that bunch coffee and nothing else, and you'd have to send them all home in ambulances'
 Diclxy's '"Temperance Basis" Party. I suppose my face expressed the dismay I felt at a possible repetition of the experience of the night before, for he patted my shoulder kindly and said reassuringly:
 Don't worry, little girl; we'll keep this party on a strictly beer and alo l basis. Then there won't be any trouble. Any one of the crowd, ex- cept Mrs. Lester and Yourself, could handle a keg of either without any trouble. As neither of you will prob ably take more than a glass or two apiece anyway. the country will be safe. I have enough of both neces- sities in the house so you do not need to bother any more tonight about our party I'll call the others up after | a while. Come on over here and talk to me-"
 He settled himself in the immense l cushioned armchair, which we have grown to love because of the tender | intimate little talks we have had while seated in tit is large enough tc hold us both comforta bly-and held l cut his arms for me.
 I never felt less like being caressed than I did that instant. Knowingly | or not, Dicky had bruised my sensi- 1 bilities with almost every word he had l uttered concerning our proposed little supper. But I dreaded unutterably l another quarrel, so I came slowly toward Dicky. His arms went round me and he gathered me close to him.
 sweetheart he said "I'm clumsy chap and I get the cart before the horse half the time, but don't you make any mistake about this-I love
 you've done tonight makes an awful
 hit with me. I know these people
 aren't your kind, but they're my
 friends. I've pal-ed with them fol
 years, and I'm indebted to them fol , a hundred kindnesses''
 My husbands eyes, his voice, his
 arms enfolded me with tenderness
 His words drew the bitterness from
 my heart. I felt again the rapture o1
 the knowledge that he was my man
 mine. I snuggled closer to him, anc felt every vestige of resentment leave
 me in the happiness of being loved.