Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1919-07-25
A DIVORCE KILLER
BY DOROTHY cRowELL.

at her daughter who was idly drum
ming on the closed window. Finally
unable to stlfle her curiosity longer
she burst out: Grace stop that silly
pounding. What in the world is the
matter? Has Richard developed a
grouchT
Grace shrugged her shoulders and
sighed. 81 hardly see enough of him
to know" Something was forming in
her mind Of which the mother, despite
her superior knowledge of the world,
was ignorant.
| Mrs Roberts went to her. Never
mind Grace. You will find after you
have been married as long as / that
men are peculiar creatures, and that 1t
Is best to let them fight out their
grouches alone"
"Oh, it isn't that" grace declared
seriously. But / can see that grad.
ually / am losing Richards love. In
many ways he shows It,"
Mrs. Roberts tried to comfort her
daughter, vowing TO give Richard
piece of her mind at the first opportun-
ity Mrs. Roberts was to be farther
shocked before the visit was over
The cause of this new worry was
her daughters firm determination to
bury herself In the country, and think
out the reason for the growing cold
ness between herself and her husband,
and Of all places In the world at
Grandmother Stetson's away up in the
! wilderness miles and miles from every
thing. Mrs. Roberts threw up her
hands in despair as she heard this in-
sane folly of her silly daughter.
Grandmother Stetson while living In
the wilderness knew human nature
with knowledge that her daughter
could never acquire, and when Grace
walked dejectedly into the little sit
ting room of the house In the wilder
ness she was met with ready SYM
patty and folded in two substantial
arms.
In few words Grace unfolded her
! grievance and when she had finished
Mrs. Stetson declared with conviction /:
THAT Is mighty poor apology for
a woman who cannot keep her hus-
bands love once she has won it."
Within the week Grace had discard
ed her city frocks for more suitable
garments, which her own hands had
fashioned under the critical eyes Of
the grandmother. Mrs. Stetson took
matters into her own hands now, and
Immediately forwarded telegram
which brought Richard to the house
IN the wilderness within day. He
burst hastily into the sitting room.
"Great Scott" he cried. "Where is shef
l never realized Grace was as i'll as
that. Oh, l knew there was some
thing, but"
"Grace is not ill.," Mrs. Stetson told
! him. THAT telegram is something be-
tween myself and my conscience. You
wrote a pretty letter about going away
for months, and leaving your wife
didn't your"
"Well, a business man has to at
tend he began.
Hum" Mrs. Stetson shifted dlsdain.
| fully. "Go in the kitchen and wash
up" She pointed to a door at the
end of the short hall. Richard pressed
the latch and went In.
The figure bent over the table, roll
ing pin in hand, he failed to recog-
| nize. Alarmed at the heavy tread the
| girl looked up. Dick" she gasped in
| establishment. Both were embarrassed
| and acted like two children. A formal
handshake which left his hand white
from the flour was her greeting.
As the day passed Mrs. Stetson re-
| fused with a positiveness that for
| babe argument 10 assist in the kitchen,
| granddaughter. Richard seemed to
find little If any time 10 think of bust
ness. This new order Of things ap-
| pealed to him immensely. He had
never known Grace in this new role.
Mrs. Stetsons teachings were Ger
! tainly bearing fruit. One day Grace
went to her perplexed and not little
peeved TEL me, Grandmother Stet-
! son." she asked, tears perilously near,
as a mans heart only gained through
his stomach? That is horrible She
shuddered and brushed her hand fur.
lively across her eyes. If ! thought
| that" Mrs Stetson smiled and in
terrupted: MY goodness, Grace, don't
! be so tragic, but you just remember
I this in spite of all the fool notions
these city friends of yours have filled
/ your head with, spick and span ging-
! ham apron and the color in your
/ cheeks, ! don't mean that kind they
J advertise, and well-cooked meals will
hold man stronger than any other
ties invented by mortal, and here's an
/ other thing, it don't cost much to give
good smile with IL, too. A man Will
I respond to good treatment every time
and if he can't get that at home then,
1 just tell me where in the vale of woe
| he can"
/ After they had returned to their city
( home Mrs. Roberts dropped in for one
of her weekly calls Seeing Grace Mt
/ work attired In ii plain gingham, her
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