New Britain herald., 1917-03-17
REVELATIONS OF A WIFE
By ADELE GARRISON

physician did not like Dicky. did not approve of him. and that the reason for his attitude was his resentment of the cavalier treatment my husband sometimes accorded me. At last he spoke, tensely but quietly:
 Pardon me, Mrs. Graham. would not refer to this painful subject if I were not compelled to. but yoAr hus- band is evidently very angry. Do you think he will como back here for you?'
 1T do not know," returned, faintly. for humiliating tears were very close to my eyes. Then, as the idiotic in- justice and cruelty of DiclSy's be- havior rushed oyer mo, added words which feft a moment afterward I never should have spoken.
 Nor do care,'' said. rebelliously.
 ''Hail to the Chief."
 I felt the start of the man beside me, caugh 8 flash of something that looked like glad triumph in his eyes as he turned impulsively toward me.
 I'm glad to see you take 1t that way,'' he said, and there was an elusive note of tenderness in his voice. "Just remember this. I'll take care of you end see that you get safely home, so stop worrying and set ready to enjoy the evening. Have you ever been at a big political meeting be- fore?"
 ...Never,'I said. ''It is all new to me, and as for the crowd"
 ''Wait until you hear it yell,'' re- turned Dr. Petit, smiling; 1T think the President will be hero in a; few moments now. All the rest of the big wtgs have arrived
 His prediction was fulfilled in a very few moments. The bands. which had been playing patriotic Airs. switched to Hail to the Chief" The men and women in the speakers stand sprang up and made a passage way for the entrance of the presi- 1ential party; and with one accord the vast audience sprang to it's feet of throats burst lusty cheering. "Oh! see the ffags!" gasped. Isn't that a wonderful efrect?" For the ong lines of festooned flags reach ng from the center of the domed hall o the gallery posts were dipping in unison to the music. '.How is it ever lone?" asked wonderingly.
 Dr. Petit smiled.
 .'It is very simple" he said. Back l ,f each post stands Q man with in- 'tructions to pull the string of flags | attached to that post in time to the music as long as the demonstrations | continues. But here comes the Presi- | lent. Want to yeM. too?"
 "Of course I do." returned, and | putting aside all thoughts of every hing else waved the flag which had ! ,een handed to. us in common with | he other occupants of the little ball. ,ony by an enthusastic politician sit- ing next to us, and cheered as madly | s any one else.
 The demonstration lasted almost | n hour. Time and again the Presi- lent lifted his hand for silence. but ! Instead of acceding to his request { very appearance of his at the front | f the stand was the signal or re- | ewed cheering.
 "The people in this crowd don't | want to hear the President speak. ! ,hey want to hear themselves ye1l," )r. Petit muttered in a disgusted | one to himself. and I agreed with jim.
 Finally when man with a voice | ike the proverbial bull of Bashan | rose and believed the information ! hat the President must leave in a hort time to address another meet | ng, the crowd partly subsided and lllowed the President to begin his beech.