New Britain herald., 1917-06-28

REVELATIONS OF A WIFE
By ADELE GARRISON

 Why Madge Looked Back on Her Married Life and Realized That She Had Changed. Well, Ali, the female of the shop ping species is certainly friskier than the male.'
 As Dicky paraphrased Kipling's famous line he laughed gaily down at me in his old teasing way. He and Alfred Durkee had just come into the waiting room of the Pennsylvania station to meet Alfred's mother and me after our days shopping tour.
 Here they've been trotting around all day, and they look as fresh as daisies. Wonder what we'd look like after chasing around shops all day.
 Better not imagine it, Dicky- bird" Alfred Durkee drawled. "En- tirely too painful to contemplate. We'll girls!" he bowed merrily to his mother, Where do you want to go :? Cabaret, table d'hote, or lunch coun- ter?'
 Lunch counter!'' shifted Mrs. Dur kee. and then ,he laughed enerrily. It is amusing to watch Mrs. Durkee when her son is bantering her. She always takes Ms jests seriously for about half minute. Then as his real meaning dawns upon her, her eyes sparkle and her girlish laugh rings out
 '.Please, kind gentlemen, no caba- ret,'' I begged. Let's go where we can get something decent to eat and then be allowed to eat in peace.
 That's right" chimed in Mrs. &~V~ your plate away from you before you've fairly looked at it. But want a place with a good orchestra 2 she added decidedly. "I like to listen to music while eat.''
 Aren't we refined ?' mocked Dicky. T guess 1t will have to be BroQuin's." he turned to his friend
 .Broquin's 1t is.'' affirmed Alfred Durkee. And If we're going, let's start
 "I'll run on ahead and comman- deer . taxi.'' Dicky volunteered. and we were soon on our way to the res taurant which held such painful memories for me.
 had been able to repress start whom Dic1y named BroQuin's. But every beat of the taxi:s engine helped to bring back the dramatic moments through which I had lived at the little restaurant when Jack Bickett, my brother-cousin. and I dined there to- gether for the hrst time after he re- turned from his long South American trip.
 had married Dicky during Jacks absence. and Jack. the only brother I had ever known, had not known of the marriage when he asked me to A3vnA 6~&v ~D cowardice I did not tell him until forced to do 50 by his revelation of his long concealed love for me. I could see his striken white face again assI spoke the words. T am married Jack. have been married over . month";
 s'Thero Is No Oonstancy-"
 Then the revulsion came and I al- most laughed aloud as I thought of all the remorse had wasted upon cause of me, but had found his real fate in French hospital in the per son of Katherine Sonnot, the little nurse who was my friend. His face these days was far from grief stricken, it was radiant with happiness, and knew that Jacks only feeling toward me was that of a brother. I had . rude suspicion, too. that his brotherly affection was somewhat hold in check by his pretty little fiancee. and I could not blame her.
 ''Men are all alike.'' whispered to myself banally. There h no con- stancy in any of them." and the memory of my husbands facs smil- ing at ''Edith," while he bought her . costly hat in Hsmbsi's but . few hours before, save me . quick stab bing pain.
 But I allowed no hint of my feel- ings to escape me. I laughed and chatted, drawing all of them into the conversation which kept as far away from our shopping experience of the afternoon as possible. It was no part of my plan that Mrs. Durkee should mention Hambers prema- turely.