Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1919-06-28
My HEART and
My HUSBAND
Adele Garrison's New Phase of
Revelations
of q Wife
How Madge Brought Her Interview
with Mr.. Stockbridge to an end.

"AsA WAL oSoShUA1u6S u dH cHQ.
i could not help but see the words
which Milly Stockbridge scrawled
spitefully across the envelope she
lad discovered in her husbands pri-
yate desk. Indeed, when she had
finished she shook the envelope
before my face.
There. tell that to your dear
Kenny" she snarled as my eyes
read the words. (which l hope
will be soon," written underneath
the request Mr.. Stockbridge had put
upon the envelope holding his pri-
waite papers.
She threw the envelope down
upon the desk back of her, advanced
truculently toward me.
Now You get out of here!" she
said, Oh, you needn't worry, I'm
not going to break I'D any furniture,
although / ought to take an axe to
this thing. And oh, what l ought
to do to you and that other snake
in the grass that I've trusted all
these years! but III get even
with all of you in bunch, don't you
worry. And first. you'll vamoose
out of my husbands office. I'm
going right now myself, but l won't
be spied on and ordered around by
WY such"
= closed the door softly between
ne and her rawlings. l saw that she
vas fast working herself into a
frenzy in which she would be cap
lble OF anything. Perhaps if l
,beyed her she would be placated
enough to keep her word and leave
the Office. l had seen enough to
be able to tell Alice Holcombe to
inform Mr.. Stockbridge that she
had been tampering with his desk,
and had opened the envelope he had
marked not to be opened until his
death. How much she had CLEANED
of it's contents / had no means of
knowing, or what she might do with
the papers her husband had cher
ished, now that was safely out Of
the room.
Oh, I'm Afraid"
I listened intently for any sound
within the room, but heard nothing,
save one rending tear as of stiff
paper, a click of lock, and the
slamming of the desk drawer. At
the last sound l wisked into the
nearest vacant classroom, and from
its vantage heard Mrs. Stockbridge's
high heels click viciously down the
stairs. A few seconds later, from a
widow, I saw her hurrying down
the path to the street.
lost no time in reporting to Alice
Holeombe the result of my
encounter. She looked exceedingly
troubled when / had finished.
ooh, I'm afraid she'll do some
thing dreadful this time!" she said.
She's jealous of every thought
Kenny has. and to find out that he
had been keeping any momentos of
which she knew nothing will drive
her wild. / wonder what they could
have been surely he isn't still
cherishing keepsakes of that girl
who threw him overland yet-did
you say there were kodak pictures
in that envelopeP
Why Madge Knew.
II saw two" l returned, but those
might have been of anybody or any
thing, you know what an enthuias-
tic ; amateur photographer he is.
Probably the. things are most COM
mon place. 1t is only her vivid
Imagination that makes all the
trouble"
Perhaps" she said doubtfully.
"But that doesn't make the danger of
what she'll do any less threatening.
The worst of it is that one can never
predict hep actions with any accur-
acy. Sometimes she flies into a
rage at once, and raise all the Cain
possible right then and there. At
others she will brood over fancied
wrong for days. and evolve some
fantastic revenge of her own. But
at any rate Mr.. Stockbridge will be
forewarned this time. Tell me
again what she said"
I repeated Mrs. Stockbridge's
words faithfully. Miss Holcombe's
eyes widened at one clause, shat
other snake in the grass that I've
trusted all these years"
Now whom do you suppose she
meant by that2" she said. I'm the
. only other person she's known for
years, and surely" -.
No doubt she meant her hug