New Britain herald., 1916-05-09
Madge'S Adventure in the Library.

IIOll WIOSe u6plIlS ldu llSleHeu to her sound, wholesome advice con- corning my life with Dicky. I threshed it all over again, win moving her words carefully. I felt every word she said was true, but back in my brain a little voice said insistently:
 "Why did she tell you this just
 now? Is it because she knows of some woman who is already trying tC interest Dicky?"
 I feared to admit the answer even when it flashed across my brain. The beautiful face of Grace Draper, the student who was posing for Dicky and whom he was helping with in Structions, came before me as clearly as if she were in the room with me. Lillian Underw0nds studio was on the same floor with that occupied by my husband. I felt that nothing would escape her eyes. Had she observed anything in Dicky's treat ment of the girl or in the models de- meanor toward her employer that i'm pelled her to talk to me as she had just done?
 I felt a sudden chill at my heart, sensation that always came to me with thoughts of Grace Draper. Ever
  yin when Dicky had discovered the girl and engaged her, I had felt a curious prem ontion that some day she would bring me sorrow.
 But the memory of Lillian's brusque, kindly words braced me. You hold all the cards in your hands,
 I resolved to waste no time on foolish imaginings, but to hurry through with my work so that l 1 might return to Dicky and-I flushed { to myself as I thought of it-put into practice some of Mrs. Underwood's ] precepts.
 "Dicky needs loving and betting and you must give them to him." ] she had said. If only he were in a ! good humor when I reached home! ] I feared, however, that he would re- 1 sent the fact that Lillian had told me i of the happenings in their long 1 buried past.
 Hard at Work.
 Before she left she had said she l would telephone Dicky that I was i going to spend the afternoon study 1 ing in her library, so that if his | mother needed me I could be called l at once. I had faith, however, that ] Miss Sonnot would do her best to | insure me a long, uninterrupted day. ]
 So, putting my wandering ina gina tion down with a firm hand, I turned 1 my attention to my task of the af- ternoon, putting into shape my ideas for the history class I was to conduct at the Lotus Study club.
 Mrs. Helen Brainerd Smith, the secretary of the club, had told me II of J,o o1o I to conduct wished to study som ething of the history of the countries in volved in the great war so that they might be able to understand the titanic struggle better. I checked the countries off on my fingers, Ger many, France, Russia, England, Italy, Austria, Belgium, Serbia, Bull garia, Turkey, Japan-what an awful 1 array! I shivered as I thought of what it all meant.
 Mrs Smith had said there would be sixteen lectures. I resolved to make the first lesson sort of intro Guction to the whole, outlining the work I wished done. Then I meant to devote one session to each of the eleven countries involved, two ses- sions to the former wars which had the European battlefield, and the last two sessions to the present struggle and it's causes.
 Fortunately I had not been long enough from my teaching days to ! become rusty on the subject which I had made my speciality for years. I outlined the lessons for the later days, and with each jotted down the names of the books of reference which Mrs. Smith had asked me to to ha I my attention to my opening lecture, l the one which I felt would determine the attitude of the class toward me.
 My note books which I had brought with me were filled with just what I wanted. With a little modification and amplification to the needs of club women I could use material which was ready to my hand.
 Harry Underwood Appears.
 worked hard all the afternoon, making several trips to the shelves both in Lillian's library and in MT. UnderWOOd's den across the hall. I was so absorbed that I did not realize how late it was growing until as I finished the last page of my notes, I found that the fire was out, and the last daylight disappearing from the windows
 Hurriedly gathering up my things, I took up a book which I had taken from MT. Underwood's shelves and crossed the hall to return the volume to it's place.
 Well, well! I wondered when you were going to come to the surface! You stayed down so long in that sea 1 If literature you were in that 1 was ,ust about to dive after you.'
 Harry Underwood rose from the iepths of an easy chair as l entered .he room.
 NI,y f,ct iponrlSe was to turn and