New Britain herald., 1915-11-08
REVELATI0NS0F A WIFE
By ADELE GARRISON

l know now how a child who has been punished feels when he inn agines another chastisement is com ipg. I would rather take tiogging, 1 believe, than go through painful scene. Watching Dicky as he walked swiftly up and down the room after my searching questions concerning his income, I shrank from the thought of another possible conflict as a child might from threatened whipping.
 But to my surprise and delight Dicky was not angry at all. He stopped suddenly in the midst of his pacing, threw up his head as if he had de- cided something, and coming over to me sat down in the chair opposite to me.
 Well, little Miss Budget" he be- gan playfully, I'm going to give you 8 chance to show how much of d fnancier you are. You appear to be shocked at the idea of my not having rcal estate and stocks and bonds galore to show for my hard earned dollars. Now. I'm going to see how many we'll have at the end of the year if you manage things"
 What do you mean, Dicky?" asked bewildered.
 Its simple enough" he returned. 1T am going to transfer my check ing account to your name, and turn over to you every check I receive. Then if I want any money you can draw me a check. You had con- scientious scruples against asking me for money, but I haven't any in ask ing you for it, provided you'll agree always to honor my drafts without question: ". l. 'Yon Can Save"
 He smiled triumphantly as if he had finally settled the financial ques- tion, but my heart sank. I could foresee complications without num- Der in this method of doing things.
 "Oh. Dicky," I protested, 1T never could take all that responsibility. Why do you want me to try it?''
 For the simple reason that I am probably the worst manager who ever drew a good salary. You were per- fectly right in being shocked at my not having saved anything in these last years. I should have nice little sum put away, but money simply runs through my fingers. believe it will stick to your. So I am going to put everything in your hands and let you run things. Don't you dare to refuse
 I thought over the problem swiftly. Dicky had acceded to my wishes about earning some money of my own. I must meet him half way on this question of administering our household finances.
 1T will try it, Dicky, galdly," said, but I warn you I shall keep faithful account of every cent that goes out, then at the end of the year we can see where the leaks have been and how much we have saved"
 Dicky threw up his hands in mock horror. {
 1T can see now how. the account will 1ook," he said, gay1y.
 Gave Dicky, 10 cents.
 Gave Dicky $10.
 's Gave Dicky $40.65.'
 eff you ascend that scale much far ther," I threatened, "I shall refuse to be your financial manager"
 ''Then shall make you crawl to me for every nickel you get,' said Dicky, sternly. You see, have you in me power, proud beauty I was about to toss back an an- swer to his nonsense when the door bell rang. Dicky got up to answer it, but Katie hurried through the room, tossing her gingham apron 1 back over her head into the kitchen 1 as she came.
 ,"You no go," she said, giggling.
 "I parlor maid when I white apron on"
 Dicly's Hidden Charities. l I heard her give a smothered ex- l clamation when she opened the door. 1 Then she came back into the living l room with a face upon which sal l strong disapproval. 1 ..Meester Graham, dot old man
 Maxon, he here again, want you" Dicky sprang to his feet With
 muttered oath, and went to the door. He stepped out into the hall, closing ] the door behind him. l heard tht murmur of voices. D1cky's clear forcible utterance, and the low husk1 tones of another mans voice. F1nall! l the door opened, and Dicky came II alone. F l ..Have you pen and ink handy l Madge? find my fountain pen is 1 broken" l "Just a minute went to my l desk in my room and brought them 1 back As I did so, I saw that Dlcky l had taken his checkbook from ms l pocket I knew better than to say l anything but I wondered much as he