New Britain herald., 1917-09-04
REVELATIONS OF A WIFE
By ADELE GARRISON

l 11y ADEIL] How Katherine and Mrs. Braithwaite l ''Talked Things Over'' 1 started and looked at Katherine searohingly when she told me that much to her sorrow" pr. Braith- waite. the head of the hospital unit 1 of which she was a part had chosen her at his wife's request, to~look after l the apartment, the servants and his personal comfort during Mrs. Braith- waite's illness.
 | You don't mean that Mrs. Braith- waite'-I never could call the stately woman Harriet" even though she 1 were my husbands sister-"was also jealous?'
 1 Mrs. Braithwaite Is too big a wom- an to be jealous" Katherine returned. T have tho greatest admiration and l affection for her. It was through her ! good sense and tact alone that l was l able to get out of 8 most embarrass- l Ing situation. I don't think she likes me particularly at that. I don't soc l how she could. either" she added re- I hectively. T couldn't, in her place." Katherine Sonnot!" gave her | little impatient shake. If you don't 1 tell me this minute what you really mean instead of giving me all this cryptic conversation, I'll do something desperate to you"
 She laughed, but there was no mer- miment in the sound.
 ''It Isn't True" Ut isn't a particularly pleasant reminiscence for me-" she said. 1T l am always wondering If I were by l any manner of means to blame, al- | though my conscience thoroughly ac- 1 quits me. But the long and the short | of 1t is that Dr. Braithwaite began to 1 depend too much upon me, and to l show a little too plainly that he did 1 so."
 ''The old-goat!" In my dismayed resentment I couldn't think of word in my own vocabulary. so snatched ono from Dicky's. How did you | ever manage tho situation?" l knew how Katherine's sensitive, highly strung nature must have re- belled at such a complication of af- 1 fairs But I was surprised to hear 1 her say quickly:
 You mustn's blame him. He really doesn't deserve it. And he is such wonderful mani"
 For an instant doubt of Rather
 inc crossed my mind. Could 1t be possible that Dr. Braithwaite's genius
 and his wonderful personality had
 won something more than admiration
 from my cousins nancee?
 Don't think that Madge. It isn't
 true"
 Why Katherine Sailed. 1 Katherine's quiet, reproAchful voice
 made me flush shamefacedly. I was ! thankful that she. spared me a re-
 joinder by talking on. "If you had been & professional
 nurse, Madge, you would understand
 as I do, that men are just like chil-
 dren. They need to be made com.
 fortable above everything else. and
 there is an especial appeal about the
 woman who takes care of their phyhi- cal comfort, especially if she is well-not positively ugly" What If she Is distractingly pret.
 tyr" interrupted. thinking that any man might be pardoned for losing his head over Katherine Sonnot. "Theyre like children. too, in theil appreciation of anything novel and ir their prompt forgetfulness of the nov city as soon as they've grown usec to it," she went on as if she hadn' heard me. That Is the reason why
 almost every man fancies himself ir love with his nurse when he is i'll, anC
 promptly forgets all about her wher
 he gets we'll. All good nurses real
 ize this, and none save a very silly or a really knavish woman ever trio
 to take advantage of 1t. If onl,
 wives realized the truth of this, ant
 the ephemerality of tho feeling
 aroused there would be fewer heart
 aches
 Luckily, pr. Braithwaitc's wife i
 a woman of rare common sense. Sh,
 saw even before she came home, iron
 little things her husband said, how
 matters stood. saw also that the onl!
 reason for his feeling was that he st
 sorely missed her at first, that he wa
 like a bewildered child. Then m!
 presence in his home, my care O him went to his head like an unac
 customed draugh of wine. It onl! . needed his wife's return to steady hin ! down."
 II What did she dor" I aske,
 breathlessly.
 H Sent for me, and we had a lonl
 and most satisfactory talk. neve | knew . woman who could 50 directl!
 70 to tho heart of things. She wa
 just enough to realize that wasn' to blame, she was also wise enougl