The Mellette County pioneer. [volume] (Wood, Mellette County, S.D.) 19??-1971, 1919-08-22
A DIVORCE KILLER
BY DOROTHY CROWELL.

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she burst out: Grace stop hat sillyH
pounding. What in the world is the9
matter? Has Richard developed al
grouch?"
Grace shrugged her shoulders and
sighed. II 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 ii
is best TO let them fight out their
grouches alone"
"Oh, it isn't that" grace declared
seriously. But I can see that grad
ually l am losing Richards love. In
many ways he shows It,"
Mrs. Roberts tried to comfort her
daughter, vowing to give Richard a
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 I'm 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 I'm
the wilderness knew human nature
with n 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 a few words Grace unfolded her
grievance, and when she had finished
Mrs. Stetson declared with conviction
THAT is q 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 a telegram
which brought Richard to the house
I'm the wilderness within a day. He
burst hastily into the sitting room.
"Great Scott" he cried. where Is she?
! never realized Grace was as ill as
that. Oh. l knew there was
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 disdain-
fully. "Go In the kitchen and wash
up" She pointed to a door ut 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 -four was her greeting.
AS the day passed Mrs. Stetson re-
fused with q ~positiveness that for
babe argument to assist in the kitchen,
and left the entire management to her
granddaughter. Richard seemed to
find little IL any time to think OF bust
ness. This e order Of things ap-
pealed TO him Immensely. He had
never known Grace in this new role.
Mrs. S%tetson's teachings were GER
tainly bearing fruit. One day Grace
went TO her perplexcd and not a little
peeved. "Tell 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 n In
terrupted "My goodness. Grace, don't
be so tragic, but you just remember
this In spite Of all the fool notions
these CRY friends Of yours have filled
your head with, a spick and span gins.
ham apron and the color In your
cheeks. | don't mean that kind they
advertise. and w~ell-cooked meals will
hold a man stronger than any other
ties invented by mortal, and here's an
other thing, it don't cost much to give
q good smile with Ii. too. A man Will
respond to good treatment every lime
and If he can't get that at home, then,
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 at
work attired in a plain Bingham, her
sleeves rolled up, and humming a tune.
she threw up her hands in horror.
"Good gracious. child" she walled,
"are Won crazy working this way n