South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-12-01
Revelations of a Wife
Their Second Honeymoon
ADELE GARRISON.
IecOnd HOneY11l0oft
BY ADELE CA

gave you the
"Cerainly sure. ma'am. Didn't 1
just tell you 1 didn't see nobody"
That's all right. William" Lillian
interrupted. now that is all. You
may go out now and look around
this hospital grounds for awhile.
will call you when We are ready for
you 20 go back home"
Yes, ma'am. thank you, ma am"
william returned, bobbing his head
with one OF his funny little ges-
lures and making a Decline for the
door. evidently filed with joyous re-
lief.
Lets Get Back"
We waited until the door was Sc
curely closed behind him. Then our
laughter could no longer be re
strained.
Just imagine your mother law
saying; Tell her you don't know
nothin' see?' Lillian mimicked,
wiping her eyes.
My imagination and admiration
are more exercised with the awe in
which william holds you" 1 retOrt-
ed smiling.
Il think have him buffaloed, at
that" Lillian admitted complacently,
with one of the expressions which
used TO jar my sense OF the fitness
of things, but to which I've grown
accustomed. wonder. sometimes,
whether or not this lowering Of my
-+o-do~d- - docor,~,, a. sDaacb hoe
been good for me.
But let's get back on the job"
Lillian went on brisl1ly. ''Of course.
you're wondering why ] put poor
old William through such a tremen-
dous catechism, but when l tell you
that this letter is addressed TO Mr..
Richard Graham, instead of to Mrs,
you will realize that l didn't want
to take any chances on opening it
unless I confirmed my first opinion
that your mother-in law sent it here
purposely, intending that YOU should
open it,
The same handwriting"
But why should 1 open it?" 1
stammered. all my ethical code up
set thas cool proposition 20 open
a private letter addressed to my hus-
| band.
Shocked ?" Lillian asked lightly
but there was a note behind the
| lightness that suddenly made me
feel Inundated. After all. it was
Lillian who was proposing to open
the letter. Lillian, who in all my
| knowledge Of her had never done
anything which wasn't perfectly hon
orable.
II would be if it were any one
but you proposed it," 1 answered
truthfully, but 1 know you have
some good reason for your propo-
sal"
THE best, my dear" she returned
laconically, The superscription on
! this letter is in the same handwrit-
| ing as those beastly anonymous
things which caused you so much
pain"
Her words almost made me feel
faint, for they recalled the terror
and the pain 1 had suffered because
! OF the anonymous epistles TO which
she referred, clippings purporting to
tell me of the shameful death OF
my father.
! Because of Harry Underwood
| covert assurance that the anonymous
| threats. which he facility admitted
came from he hand Of Grace Draper,
had not been carried out, had expe-
rience6 some alienation OF the keen
anguish which the clippings had
brought to me. But enough of the
entertained to make me tremble all
over at his new manifestation OF
Grace Diapers undying enmity to
me.
1 put out my hand impetuusly. ILL
lian laid the envelopes in il, and
scanned IL searchingly.
Yes. there was TO mistake. The
sCperscription was in the same I'M
formed characters, evidently those of
a child, that had marked the en-
velope enclosing the series OF anOny-
nous clippings. 1 couldn't repress a
CLEAN OF admiration for the clever
ness Of Grace Draper. She had sent
cheap envelopes to me. counting on
a wOman's curiosity TO open-the ill
favored things. But she evidently
knew Dicky's careless ways well
enough 10 know that he might toss
aside the cheap envelope. so she
had chosen the distinctly feminine
costly paper for the Turing of his
eyes.