South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1918-02-20
THERE'S MORE THAN ONE WAY
OF SAYING WHAT YOU MEAN.

OF SAYING WHAT YOU MEAN.
Smiles on my lips which l forced
10 remain; tears in my eyes which
/ dared not shed-these marked the
delicious little dinner which Katie
served Dicky and me after my NOR
tifying financial experience. The
knowledge that before the evening
closed I should have 20 tell Dicky
I had paid his long ignored bill 70
: TOuraine Bros, and brave his GER
tain wrath for meddling in his af-
fairs, weighed heavier upon me
each moment That / must also
confess that the paying OF the bill
had left me penniless. and must ask
Dicky for more money, no matter
what mood he might be in, humili-
ated me almost beyond endurance.
Missis Graham. you not eating
one ting, what the matter? Amt
II cooked the right way?"
Katie's worried voice brought
Dicky to his feet with a start. He
had been in such gay spirits, and
SO absorbed in his rafting amusing
amount of the days happenings
that L had been able TO conceal from
him my real feelings by smiling at
his nonsense and pretending TO eat.
At Katies words he came around
TO my side of the table.
What's the matter, sweetheart
Aren't You feeling well?"
1 have always despised the women
who employ feminine wiles of tears
and pretended illness 10 wheedle
! concessions from their husbands. 1
shall never judge them again. L
took all my will power to keep from
bursting into tears at Dicky's ten
der words. How I longed to plead
a severe headache or any other ill
ness to yield TO the petting and ten
der care ! knew would follow. and
10 tell him of my troubles when all
Of his protecting chivalrous nature
was aroused, and it would 'be i'm
possible for him 10 be angry.
But it is as impossible for me TO
do any of these things as it would
be for me to offer Dicky an uns0-
licited caress. l think sometimes
of the name the women in the thea
ter dressing room applied to me
the night Dicky and l went to the
revival Of Rosemary" the night /
first learned of my husbands long
and romantic friendship with Lii
lian Gale.
The marble bride" the woman
had said, half cOntemptuously 1
know that the name fits me in many
ways. My real feelings are hidden
deep beneath a hard crust Of in
herited will power and GOODNESS, and
years of bitter training in self-con-
troll
So my voice was steady, my eyes
fearless as l answered Dicky's ques-
ton.
Il am quite well. Please don't
worry about me, but finish your din
ner."
Then something is troubling you
What has happened?'
mo. Dicky, don't get excited,
Nothing in particular has happened.
have been a little upset over
something today, something which
1 will tell you about after dinner
but I refuse to spoil this delicious
dessert with anything troublesome"
I tried to make my tone gay and
careless. and 1 must have succeed
ed, for Dicky attacked his dessert.
macarOon pudding. with gusto
much TO the delight OF Katie, who
evidently considered il a master
piece. To please her ] managed to
choke down ny portion, winning
Dickys approval at the same time.
That's better" he said heartily.
Glad you could eat something.
Shall We have our coffee in the liv-
ing room" We did this occasion
ally, lighting the gas CRATE and sip
ping our coffee before it.
Mighty poor substitute for a log
fire, but unfortunately they don't
put old-fashioned freplaces in most
apartments. Dicky commented,
when we had settled ourselves be
fore the CRATE and Katie had served
our coffee there.
Its very cheerful. even as it is"
I answered.
1T is when there's a bully little
wife to share ii with a man." re-
turned D.cky tenderly. Dicky al
ways calls me little" when he is in
a tender mood. although 1 am quite
above the average woman in stature,
within two inches Of his own height.
i'm fact
Il thought OF asking you to take