Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1917-10-27
Margaret Carrots
Husband
A SERIOUS CLASH
X By JANE PHELPS i
X X X X X X X x X X X X X !
CHAPTER KILL


Now, Bob, please give me tht
floor! q" l answered his outburst anent
his excitement over any anticipated
pleasure. You have talked quite lons
CROUCH"
That's right, 1 guess, Margaret, it 4
your spiel"
In the first place, Bob. l know al
about the party. Elsie was over thi.
afternoon and had the list with her. ]
told her to take our names off the list
OF guests, and put someone else in oul
place that we"
You told her WHAT" Bob inter.
ruI fed. His manner showed he thought
he couldn't have heard rightly.
II told her we were not going, and
to put someone else in our place. |
replied very slowly and distinctly.
mot goingl Why not, I'd like to
81 have told you many times Bob
that did not like the people you
seem to want to go with. They aren It
MY kind at all. told Este we would not
accept an invitation if it were sent /;
50 not to send one.'
"You didl" Bob s voice sounded
choked; and the veins on his forehead
stood out like cords. His face turned al
most purple in his effort to restrain his
anger; but L appeared not to notice. He
would be cross perhaps but 1 should
try and not let that annoy ME.
Yes, Bob. you remember last win
ter told you l wouldn t be one of
that crowd of people; queer unconven-
tional people, all of them. 1 can It see
what you see in them. This is the first
invitation this season and L hope it will
be the last. We will decline them, how
ever, if there should be others. You
have your home, your wife, your boy,
and some friends who are congenial to
nte. Then there are father and mother,
and your sister whom we can have over.
[ never ask your father unless you ask
me to, as l know you get along so
badly together"
$3.50 that is the kind Of a social life
you have planned for us-me, is itP"
he asked with the first sneer 1 had ever
seen ON his lips, "Well, let me tell you,
and tell it so you'll under
stand it! IN no chilli to be told where
and when may go; and with whom. If
you choose to remain at home; that Is
your lookout. AS for me l shall accept
every time l get an invitation to meet
,lever interesting people,"
81 have declined this invitation, de-
Lined it for us both.''
Bob made no answer, but rose from
he table and went to the telephone. To
NY surprise he called Elsie Barton.
Margaret tells me that she told you
o scratch us. Elsie-yes-I' IN going,
-yes, whether she does or not. Yes,
end it alongi of course we will!-never
vent to any of his affairs that L didn It
III right, what 3 that-tell Margaret
rou will win your bet-yes, IL tell her
iood bye"
If Bob was red with anger: 1 was
White and trembling with outraged |
ride and anger. 1 tried to speak, but |
lad to moisten my lips twice before
ould say:
"You don t mean that you have told
elsie you would got"
"That s just what DID tell herl"
Without me9'
eyes, without youl'
But-Bob-oh, don It you love me ?
love you so Bob 1 want you all to |
nyself. Don't you feel that way about
ne? Don t you love mes And Bob you
will stay at home with me won It you9"
"No," he fairly thundered, "And |
-ou need refuse no invitations for me
ntil l am consultedi you understand"
Bob never had spoken to me in such |
tone; never had been so angry. Per-
APPS l had been wrong in not speaking
o him, he might be hurt because of
hat.
81 didn t think to speak to you first
sob. You remember last winter when
told you we wouldn It go to their par
les any more, you didn t make any re-
ly; and 1 took it tor granted it was
promise.
"You take too much for grantedl"
e growled.
Could this be my Bob, my thoughtful
ind husband growing at me like a dog
eeause had done something he didn t
ute like. All at once burst into tears. /
couldn' t understand his anger. He
want to stay with me, but evil
emily he DIDN IT 1t was time stop
cd his friendship with these people if +
, was going to make, him act like that.
l left the table and going to my
oom, cried and sobbed for half an
our; every moment expecting Bob to
ONE in and tell me he was sorry; and
hat he would do anything if I'd only
top erying-he had several time be-
ore.
But after I had nearly exhausted my
elf bathed my eyes and went into the
wing room. Bob was not there. call !
] and Della came in.
nMr. Garrett told me to tell you he ;
ad gone to Mr.. Kendall 3 and that you
-asn't to stay up for him. He would
Q late.h
This was adding insult to injury.
had been sobbing my heart out and
e was with John Kendall reading over
)me old manuscript and ,njoying him.
slf. Now I did cry in earnest. soon
ad a raging headache; and when he
anne in at one O'Clock I was sitting in
chair my head tied up in wet cloths.
was dumbfounded when he paid not
he slightest attention, but simply said:
Good nightln and went to bed.
Ito be Continued M0nday) l.