Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1917-10-17
CHAPTER XXXIII.

Wa 1 never to go anywhere, or tt
meet anyone who had known Bob be
fore 1 met him but that / must listen
to his mother s praises9 l began to have
an almost active dislike to the pool
woman who had been so much to Bob
so much to these friends of his whom
l did not like.
81 never knew my husband s mother,
she died before I met him; but from
what you say she must have been very
NICE" I replied namely.
"Niee! why, she was q queenl My
own mother died when / was a little
shaver, and I give you my word 1 didn u
know what 1 had missed until Bob IS
mother took me in; / don It mean liter
ally, but she always made me welcome;
and never tired of listening to my am
bilious plans. That was before 1 had
a play accepted. Her faith in me was
one of the things which kept me GO
ing. l tell you she was Incompatible. -
Before he finished his tribute, I was
sure 1 should have disliked Bob g moth
er had she lived. 1 was almost sure l
dislikef all of Bob's friends. Even nov
I could see the cloud on our happiness
caused by them; and it was larger than
a man 8 hand. But / resolutely put the
thought aside. They had no right to
spoil my happiness; L would not allow
it.
Soon after the supper was over some
one proposed dancing. 1 edged over tc
Bob and said:
"Let's slip out and go home"
"What do you want to go home
for?' he asked. "Aren't you having
a good time9"
"NOt very; and anyway I want to
go home"
"But I don'tl I'm having the time
of my ifel they won't break up for
hours. I'm going to stay" he finished
with decision.
"Will you dance with me, Mrs. Gar
rett!' and Curtiss Morgan, the play
wright offered me his arm.
eco ahead, Margaret, 1 am going to
dance with Mrs. Root, Bob said as
he moved away.
Perforce | was obliged to dance with
Mr.. Morgan, but all the time I re-
belled. This was the last time 1 should
accept any invitations from these
friends whom Bob had made when he
was a bachelor; when he owed no one
fealty. He was my husband now, and
bound to make NE happy.
They danced, they Sang, and then
danced again, in careless, carefree aban-
don. But after that one dance with
Curtiss Morgan, I sat in a corner by
myself. I absolutely refused to take
any further part in the gayety. If I
seemed to enjoy myself what could I
say to Bob; how convince him that he
owed me the time, the attention he
gave these people.
1t was nearly three O'Clock when
one spoke of going home; and
Elsie-I had scarcely seen her the en-
tire eveping-came in search of me.
"Ready to go home, Margaret" she
asked.
"Readyi I've been not only ready but
anxious to go since twelve O'Clock. 7
don I see what anyone wants to stay
out like this for"
"Come on then and bid Mrs. Root
good night the boys are getting their
coats"
q shall hope to see much of YOU
Mrs. Garrett" Mrs. Root remarked as
we bade her goodnight.
"Thank YOU, but Bob-Mr. Garrett
and 1 go out but little. We enjoy our
home so much, and u quiet evenings
"Don't stay by yourselves too muehI
it ism { wise ., and she bent a keen look
upon me, under which 1 flushed.
"Wel, Margaret, it hardly PAYS to
90 to bed does it3'' Bob said good-na-
turedly as he prepared for bed.
Ono, it certainly does notl'' I snap
ped. interrupting the tune he was whist
ling. eve won't go home until morn
ing. "Do stop, you don't come home
morning 50 why whistler"
"Rattling nice party, wasn't itf'' he
returned ignoring my i'll temper.
Ono, 1 don't think it Was a nice
party at all and I hope you wiz not
ssk me to go to another one like it.
Such foolish performances for old mar