Omaha daily bee., 1919-04-29
Why Made Tore Up Dicky's Speech
After Shed Written 1t.

lucky!
My husband raised his eyes tri.
fle impatiently from his book.
"Well?" | knew that rising infec-
| ton it should have been warning
to me, but | was too deeply wor-
ried to be able to keep silence.
DO you realize that it is tomor-
row we are going to Bayview?'
What of it,"
The infection was distinct
growl this time, bat I didn't dare
abandon my attack.
why, you know you told me a
| week ago that you wanted to die
tate some facts and points about
the talk you were going to give to
the pupils. I've spoken SO many
times to you about it, but you've
never been ready, and here it is the
| night before and. you haven't done
thing. 1t will be awful, Dicky, if
you don't have some sort of memo
randa, for you're not used to public
speaking, you say"
mo, thank goodness" he ejacu-
lated fervently. ITS enough to
have one lecturer in the family
flushed at his covert sheer at my
experience in leading a club history
without my getting into
the game"
He took up his book again with
provoking Inconsistencies of my
uneasiness. l sternly repressed an
inclination to snatch the book from
his hands and shake the indifference
out of him, and resumed my out
Wardly meek entreaty.
go Ahead and Write It."
"But, Dicky," l resumed inexor-
ably, when are you going to die
tate those things to me? I'll have
no time in the morning, you know,
for have to be at the school. And
it will take some"
For the love of Mixer Dicky
slammed the book on the table with
force that must have loosened its
binding.
Involuntary | WINGED, for to me
book is almost living thing, to
be treated tenderly. Dicky saw the
movement, unfortunately for his
rising temper.
That's you all over" he snarled.
I'll bet you wouldn't SILVER half so
hard if my Stats were Jared. Now
just let me tell you something. If
you want me to take any spiel to-
morrow you'll just go ahead and
write i off. You know all the dope
about what I've been doing anyway,
and you ought to be happy writing
me out nice little piece to speak.
You'd better get busy, for / give
you notice right now I'm not going
to bother fixing anything up my
self"
: l managed hasty ooh. all right"
beat a hasty retreat to my room, for
there was no time to lose if l sue
cessfully carried to conclusion this
unexpected task. But my heart was
hot with indignation for Dicky's
lack of consideration in waiting until
this last night to give me the work.
The Last Straw.
] had no doubt of my ability to
write the simple talk which he was
to deliver to the pupils, for l was,
as he had said, familiar with the
saga of his adventures, and because
of my long experience in teaching
/ was also skilled in the phrase
ology which would hold the atten-
ton of school children. But the time
was so short, and had so wished
to get a good, long sleep, that |
might be fresh and at my best at
the Stockbridge reception. How
ever, there was no use wasting time
in vain regrets. | pulled out my type
writer and set to work, rejoicing
in the memory which made it I'M
necessary for ME to apply to Dicky
for confirmation of the details OF
the story. -
1t was three hours later when I
rose from my chair, numbed and
nervously tense, and gathered the
finished sheets together. | had not
heard Dicky come upstairs to his !
room, and so went down to the
library, where / found him stretched
luxuriously on tn" couch, reading
by the shaded light adjusted to his |