New Britain herald., 1917-05-14
REVELATIONS OF A WIFE
By ADELE GARRISON

, look wonderingly at the touch of for | mality in my tone. "No. I cannot say tllat.'' he re- | turned gravely, but I am so much better off than 50 many of other poor chaps who survived, that I have no right to complain. Mine was a body wound, and while T shall feel its effects on my general health for years, perhaps all my life, yet am not crippled"
 His tone was full of thankfulness, and all my pettiness vanished at the sudden swift vision of what he must have endured. The next moment he had turned my thoughts into a new channel.
 Margaret" he said gravely. II am terribly distressed to hear from Katherine that your husband has gone away in such a strange manner" So she had already told him! Tho little pang of unworthy Jealousy came back, but banished 1t. "Now there must be no more time lost" he went on. You have had no man to look after things for you. but remember now. your old brother, Jack, is on the job. First, I must know everything that occurred on that last day. Did you notice anything extraordinary in his demeanor the last morning you saw him m?''
 This was the old Jack. going di- rectly to the root of the matter. wasting no time on his own affairs or feelings when he saw a duty before him. I felt the old sway of his per- sonality upon me, and answered his questions as meekly as a child might have done.
 ''He was just tho same as he had been every morning since my acci- dent" returned.
 "H-m." Jack thought 8 long minute. then began again.
 Tell mo everything that happened that day, every visitor you had, don't omit the most trifing thing" he com- mandod.
 He listened attentively as recalled Harry Underwood's visit, and Robert Gordon's. At my revelation that Robert Gordon had said he was my father. Jacks calm, Judicial, manner broke into excitement.
 Your father!'' he exclaimed, and then after a pause: T always knew he would come back some day. But go on-what happened when he told you he was your father?"
 went on with the story of my. struggle with my own rancor against my father, of my conviction that I had heard my mothers voice urging my reconciliation with him, of my fathers first embrace and kisses, even of the queer smotheyed sound like . groan and the slamming of 8 door which I had heard. Then I told him of my fathers gift of money to me. which had not yet touched. but noticed that toward the last of, my narrative Jack seemed preoccupied.
 ''Be Very Brave.'
 "Did your husband come home to Marvin at all that day?' The asked
 'No. he never came back from the city after he had once gone in, until evening"
 ''But are you sure that this day he did not return to Marvin?'' he per sisted. How do you know?' Because no one saw him." I re- piled, ''and he could hardly have come back without someone in the house seeing him. He said no moro, as Lillian and Katherine came up just then. and tho conversation became general. \ 10 Iny 8TWAt 0uTPT16C ulu HUI S00 Jack again after that first visit, Katherine explained to me that he had been called out of town on urgent l business, but tho explanation seemed to me to 9avor of the mysterious ex- l citement that seemed to possess every body around me.
 l Finally ono morning, Lillian came !, to me, her face shining. ! T want you to prepare to be very brave. Madge," she said. There is 1 some ono coming, to meet whom, I l fear. will tax Ill your strength ''Dtcky!' faltered. beginning to | tremble.
 No, child. not yet" she said, her ! voice filled with pity. ''but someone
 who has done you . great wrong
 Grace Draper"