New Britain herald., 1916-01-25
How Dicky Took Care of Madee.

could not see the face of my clock
 when I awoke from the sleep which Hicky had insisted upon my taking l upon our return from Lillian Under woods
 A glimmer of light came through my almost closed door from the living l room. I could hear the rustic of a newspaper, and knew that it must be night, and that my husband was keep l ing vigil outside my door. i lay for several minutes silently re- 1 viewing the exciting events of the day | DiCkv must know them all before slept again. That I was determined But I wanted to take a firm grip upon my courage before I began. "Oh Dicky," I said at last. The words were faintly uttered, but Dicky heard them, and the next in stant my room door flew open and my husband hurried to my side. How are you feeling, sweetheart?' he asked anxiously. Headache all gone?"
 Not a vestige left of it." I replied truthfuIly. "I am all right. What time is it? I must have slept hours. '
 "Well, the seven sleepers haven't much on you, that's a fact" Dicky grinned cheerfully. Its almost mid night
 "Oh, Dicky, you poor boy!' gasped, mortified. And you have sat there all this time! You must De starved to death."
 Not yours truly" Dicky returned
 'This lad never goes hungry as long as there is an icebox to be raloeu' l made out a bully meal apouI o'clock and in few minutes dIi going to toy gently with a bottle or ale and a sandwich But I'm gong 10 fix you up something first. Name your poison.'
 He struck an exaggerated burlesque pose of a waiter, but the smile in his eyes held more of tenderness than of 1ncckery.
 May I Help?'
 I remembered the day when he had made me the delicious coffee. I spoke impulsively from very real craving.
 "If I could just have cup of your coffee and a piece Of toast"
 ''Surest thing you know Dicky started for the door, then stopped and threw a mischievous glance over his so the beautiful model, taught me how to r'ake?"
 "The same" I returned, smiling, but after he had gone I had a moment or two of humiliating remem brance The thought of the bad quarter of an hour I had put in because of Dicky's nonsense was still with me. He had 1n ;schievously led me to believe that Nellie" the comfortable, middle-aged colored model who had taught him to make coffee, was beautiful girl with a mysterious past. I had been dstinc- ly piqued and had betrayed my feel ing until Dicky laughingly set me right My cheeks felt hot as I thought O. my story. For a moment I felt that I did not wish to taste the coffee he was preparing.
 But I put that thought away from ne. and rising, twisted up my hair under a little boudoir cap which Dicky liked, thrust my feet into 8 pair of mules'' and put on a warm scarlet negligee over my nightgown. After bathing my face and hands in the bathroom as noiseless1y as I could, for wanted to surprise Dicky, I went stealthily to the kitchen, where found him standing over a big sauce pan simmering on the gas stove from which came the aroma of coffee, to me one of the most alluring odors on earth.
 May I help?" asked meekly
 Dicky's Coffee Receipt.
 Dicky whirled. in astonishment What do yo mean by getting up?' lie demanded. 'I was going to bring your grub into the bedroom. Go back there this instant' he finished com mandingly
 "Oh, Dicky, please. don't want to- Let's have comfy time in the dining room, or, better still, bring the stuff into the living room and put it on that reading table in front of the gas grate."
 Now you're talking Dicky turned his attention to the coffee. ''I ou run along, and I'll bring the stuff in.''
 l was too curious. however, as to the method by which he made his coffee to go immediately.
 T see you don't use the coffee ma chine" I said. How do you manage in that thing?'
 Easy" retorted Dicky. "I put two hea ping tablespoonfuls of coffee and all ess SHell llllO tHlS, ana poured over it two cups of boiling water, covered it tight and let it boil for five minutes. The time is just up, so now you may watch the rest of the pro- cess"
 He took off the cover of the sauce ran. stirred it's contents, added a cup of cold water and then, again cover ing it, lighted the small warming burner of the gas stove and set the upon it.
 There" he said with a. grandilo- Guent flourish, Gin ten minutes that will be nectar for the goddess He bowed to me extravagantly
 But one think troubled me. Did you say you must put an egg shell into