Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1919-03-08
MY SOLDIER
HUSH AND
Adele Carrison's New Phase Of
REVELATIONS
OF A WIFE


The Nesos the Cablegram Bore.
7 sPRANG to my fathers side. snatched
the cablegram from his hands. and
read the blessed words written there
on:
Safe. Love to you. Mother and Junior.
Writing. 1t. r. Graham"
Look. Mother!' / held the precious
yellow paper out to her as m father
was gently lowering her into an easy
chair which Katie had pushed toward
him. She put up her hand eagerly. then
dropped 1t YEARLY.
'I-I-can't see." she said weakly.
Read It to me-"
signalled quickly to Katie, who had
helped me many times when Mother
0raham's heart gave her trouble, and
she noiselessly hastened from the room.
Thsn kneit by my mother-in-law's side
and pressed the precious paper into her
hands ~ ! repeated the words 1 had
Just seem. didn't need to read them
again. They were craven on my heart
for eternity.
Hsr hands closed over tho paper, and
she slowly raised It to her lips.
Why Katie Smiled
my boy, my boy" I heard her muir
muir. Thsn her hands dropped weakly
back into her lap again, and over her
face spread tho grayish pallor I had
harmed to dread.
Her hand. Father" said in a low
voice. beginning to chafe vigorously the
hand and forearm nearest to me. Nv
father At once followed my example with
the other hand. and We worked vixor-
eusly for tho minute or two into which
neet-footed Katie compressed her Quest
Of tho heart remedies in my mother-in.
laws medicine cabinet.
I think the Joy which the cableeran n,
gave her was even more potent than the
heart drops Katie brought back with
her In headlonE. noisy rush. At any
rate. she was able In a few minutes
after she had swallowed them to re-
prove the girl in characteristic fashion.
II you I'VE to be hundred years old.
Katie don't believe you'l ever learn
to come into room without falling ali
over every body. It's lucky was only
a little faint instead of being really mi,
You'd have knocked out what little life
had left"
Her tone was querulous. but there was
no real displeaSure In 1t. l flashed a re-
assuring glance at the faithful girl
found her face actually dimpline with
amusement. instead of cloudinE with
anger as I had feared. And for the
next few minutes carefully manoeuyred
to keep my mother-in-law from seeing
my little maids face. / knew that moth
ing would so quickly rouse her anger as
to suspect that Katie wasn't properly
cowed by her reproof.
A Dead" Line.
when at last had the elder woman
comfortably settled in her room I took
down the corridor to my own. But once
inside with the door safely locked, 1
gave myself up to the ecstatic happiness
which the cablcgram had given me.
No one but the baby saw or heard me,
and he appeared to approve thoroughly
of my wild joy, not protesting even
when I Rugged him to me tightly, ex-
claiming over and over again:
DO you hear me. Baby? Father Is
safe. is safe, is safe!"
II wasn't until the next hour or two
that my first doubt came. My mother
in-law had asked for the baby, with the
natural grandmotherly jealousy of hav-
Ing him in my care, away from her for
very long. and I had realized upon being
left alone that I had neglected a most
important duty-that of telephoning Lii
liam my news.
But as I took down the receiver TO
call her number q disquieting thought
flashed into my mind. What, after all,
did tho word safe" mean? Lillian could
have had no word, or she would have
telephoned me. Allen Drake and Maj.
Grantland must be equally ignorant OF
Dickys whereabouts. How did It hap
pen that Dicky's cable could reach me
when these people with SO much better
opportunity for communication had had
no news Of him?
Only the heated imagination of
woman hysterical with suspense could
have evolved the fantastic thought
which followed my mental query as to
the real meaning of Dicky's cable. But
at that moment there came to me the
conviction that the cable was a forgery,
that Harry Underwood had sent 1t for
some sinister purpose Of his own, and
that my husband lay shattered with re-
volver shots In a gruesome German
prison.
So obsessed was I that didn't realize
that I had been holding the telephone
receiver to my ear for q long time with
no response. When I did come back to
my normal self found that I was at
enc end Of a. dead line. that 1 could
get no response from central, and, of
course, no one else could get me.
The discovery. by giving me a rea-
son for Lillian's silence. showered the
cold waters of reason upon the absurd
conviction that the cable was a forgery.
And yet as / hastily threw on my
wraps-for I meant to get to the near
est telephone as quickly as possibie-I
couldn't rid myself of haunting little