New Britain herald., 1915-11-20
How Lillian Gale Starts in to Make
 Madge Really Like Her.

| motion after hearing Lillian Gale l calmly tell me that her husband fell l in love with every new face he saw, l that he was attracted by me, and | me, was resentment against my husband.
 Why, I asked myself passionately, had Dicky insisted upon my friend l ship with these people? Suppose l they were his most intimate friends?
 I was his wife, and I had nothing l whatever is common with them. l Knowing them as well as he did, he must have known Harry Underwood's l propensities He must also have l known the gossip that connected his | own name with Lillian's. He should have guarded me from any contact with them. I felt my anger fuse to a white heat against both my husband and Lillian.
 An ugly suspicion crossed my mind. Lillian Gales absolute calmness in the face of her husbands wayward affections was unique in my experience of women. Was the secret of her in difference lack of interest in her own husband, an excess of concern ill mine? Did she hope perhaps to gain ground with Dicky with the develop ment of this situation? Was her warn 1 ing to me only part of, a cunningly constructed plan, whereby she would stimulate my interest in Harry Under wood?
 I was ashamed of my thoughts even as they came to me. Lillian Gale seemed too big woman, too frank and honest of countenance for such a subterfuge. But I could not help
 feeling all my old distrust anl dislike of the woman rush over me. I had a struggle to keep my voice from being tinged with the dislike I felt as I an- swered her:
 T am very sure you must be mis- taken Mrs. Underwood. Such a pos- sibility as that would be unspeakably annoying. We will not consider it."
 'I t;nink you will find you will have to consider it." she returned brusque- ly with a curious glance at me. "But we do not need to spoil our afternoon l discussing it. Isn't there something we can do while we are waiting for these onions? This bread ought not to be cut until the filling is all ready to spread between the slices" Like an animated answer to her question, Katie appeared at the door. | On, Misses Graham, vot you do dose nuts Heem dry like bone, You feex now 2, T will be there in minute, Katie," said, and when she had gone I turned to Mrs. Underwood. T have some almonds ready to brown in the kitchen. But I really do not need any assistance with them Won't you talk to Dicky while I do 1 them ?''
 Indeed, will do no such thing l child, she returned. You can't get rid of me that easily. Dicky's no nov | city. I see him every day, you know. Our studios are on the same floor. But I'm not acquainted with you yet l and I've made up my mind to make
 you like me" 'nThat ought not to be hard to do," l I replied, and I felt myself fraud I and cheat for the answer.
 'T don't know about that" returned l Mrs. Underwood. The shrewd glance l that accompanied her words was an l illumination to my misd. I realized that Il
 my prejudice against her, as she would l read the pages of book. She did 1 not press the subject farther, however, I to my intense relief, but led the way l into the kitchen as if she were at l home.
 l "Aren't YOU the ambitious lady | though. to prepare your own salted , almonds" she said, as I lifted the | towels and she saw the rows of white nut meats. Never mind, my dear, two years from now you'll be buying them at the corner delicatessen like the rest of us. I can rem ember ages l and ages ago I did this same stunt,
 but I got bravely over it. l am al
 ways glad to be invited to the home
 of a newly-wed. Brides are the only
 women ambitious enough to do these
 things. and there is no denying thai
 the nuts you get at the shops are not to be compared in flavor to the ones you fix yourself.
 .sI cannot bear the apologies for
 saIted almonds they sell in the shops, z l I returned, bit acidly. I did not
 quite relish the patronizing way in
 which she dismissed my labor for the
 evenings supper as the ambitions o1
 a bride For years whenever l have
 entertained my friends I have pre- pared them myself. It really is very
 little trouble, and I cannot imagine
 changing my habit of years no mat. ter how long I am married" I took my largest frying pan as
 spoke, poured boiling water over it
 my invariable practice when usng z
 cooking utensil and wiped it careful.
 ! ly. Then I lighted one of the jets or
 my gas stove, put the pan over it, and when it was hot put large piece o1 | +o oa