Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1916-10-30
MY MARRIED LIFE
re Than One Way of Saying What You Mean

CMILEs on my lips which forced 20
- remain; tears IN my eyes, which dared
not shed--these marked the delicious little
dinner which Katie served Dicky ana me
after my notifying financial experience.
The knowledge that before the evening
closed l should have 70 tell Diciy i had
paid his longignored bill 20 Touraine
Brothers, and brave his certain wrath for
meddling in his affairs, weighed heavier
upon me each moment That 1 must also
confess that the paying OF the bill had left
me penniless, and must ask Dicky for more
money. no matter what mood he might be
In. huniliated me almost beyond endurance
'Mlssis Graham. you not eating one ting
What the matter7 Amt II cooked the right
way7"
Katie's worried voice brought Dicky 20
his feet with start He had been In such
gay spirits and 20 absorbed in his rattling
amusing account OF the days happenings
that had been able 10 conceal from him my
real feelings by smiling at his nonsense and
pretending 20 eat. At Katies words he
came around to my side Of the table.
What's the matter, sweetheart7 Aren't
you feeling well7"
] have always despised the women who
employ the feminine wiles of tears and pre-
tended illness to wheedle concessions from
their husbands. / shall never Judge them
again. II took all my will power to keep
from bursting into tears at Diclky's tender
words How 1 longed to plead a severe
headache or any other illness to yield to the
pettlng and tender care / knew would
follow, and TO tell him OF my troubles when
all OF his protecting chivalrous nature was
aroused, and II would be impossible for him
TO be angry.
But II is as impossible for me 20 do any
OF these things as II would be for me to
offer Dicky an unsolicited caress think
sometimes Of the name the women In the
theater dressing room applied to me the
y nNNd "a
Rosemary" the night first learned OF my
husbands long and romantic friendship with
Lillian Gale.
SHE HIDES HER FEELINGS
The marble BRIDE" the woman had said
half contemptuously. 1 know that the name
hts me In many ways. My real feelings are
hidden deep beneath a hard crust of in
herited will power and coldness and years
OF bitter training in self-control.
So my voice was steady, my eyes tear
less as answered Diclxys question.
Il am quite we'll. Please don't worry
about me, but finish your dinner"
Then something is troubling you. What
has happened?"
mo. Diclxy, don't get excited. Nothing in
particular has happened. have been
little upset over something TODAY. some
thlnB which 1 will tell you about after
dinner, but I refuse to spoil this delicious
dessert with anything troublesome"
uled TO make my tone gay and care
less, ana must have succeeded, for Diclxy
attacked his dessert, a macaroon pudding.
with gusto, much to the delight Of Katie,
who evidently considered Il a masterpiece
To please her managed TO choke down NV
portion, winning Dicky's approval at the
same time.
That's better" he said heartily. Glad
you could eat something. Shall we have
our coffee in the living room?". We did
this occasionally, lighting the gas crate and
slipping our coffee before It
Mighty poor substitute for a log fire.
but unfortunately they don't put old
fashioned hreplaces in most apartments"
Dicky commented when we had settled our
selves before the CRATE and Katie had
served coffee there.
TITS very cheerful, even as It is," I an
swered
1T is when there's bully little wife TO
share 1t with man." returned Dlcky
tenderly. Dicky always calls me little"
when he is in a tender mood, although I
am quite above the average woman in
stature, within two inches OF his own height
in fact.
II thought Of asking you to take a little
stroll with me tonight" Dicky went on
but it's too comfortable right here at
home. / feel at peace with the world to-
night"
The ringing Of the telephone bell pune
tured Diclxy's words. He was visibly an.
noyed. but to me the sound was a relief
Anything was better than DiclSys child
like enjoyment of our home evening con-