The Pensacola journal., 1920-04-05
REVELATIONS of a WIFE
Copyright by Newspaper Feature Service. Inc.
BY ADELE GARRISON.

| There is no cure for quarrel IKE
| loneliness and reflection. Dicky hao
NOT been gone a half-hour after our
disagreement over the cat before l was
wondering how we both could have
been so silly.
I thought it out carefully. / could
see that Dicky was accustomed to hav-
ing his own way unquesuoned he
had told me once that his mother and
sister had spoiled him, and L reflected
that he evidently expected me to go in
the same way.
| On the other hand, I had been abso-
lutely my own mistress for years, the
| little mother in a way being more my
child than I hers. Accustomed to de-
eide for myself every question of my
life had no desire, neither had I in
| tention of doing, any chnging vine act
with Dicky posing as the strong oak.
| But I also had the common sense to
see that there would be real issues in
our lives without wasting our ammuni-
tiev over a cat. Then, too, the remem-
| brance of Dicky's happy face when he
thought he was surprising me tugged
at my heart.
| 'If he wants a cat, a cat he shall
have" said to myself, and calling my
unwelcomed guest to me with a reso-
Lutte determination to do my duty by
the beast, no matter how distasteful
the task. L was just putting a saucer
of milk in front of her when the door
opened and Dicky came in like a whirl-
wind.
/ How do you wear sackc1oth and
ashes?n He caught me in his arms as
he made the query. IF you've got any
in the house bring 'em along and I'll
put them on. Seriously, girl, I'm aw-
fully sorry let my temper out of its
little cage No nice thing getting
langry at your bride, because she
doesn't like cats. I'll take the beast
back tomorrow"
eIndeed, you'll do no such thing"
protested. you're not the only one
who is sorry. 1 made UP my mind be-
fore you came back not only to keep
the cat, but to learn to like her.
\ Dick kissed me. You're brick,
lsweetheart," he said heartily, "and I've
got a reward for you, a peace offering.
Get on your frills, for we're going to
a first night, John Drew in his revival
of Rosemary Sanders was called out
of town, had the tickets on his hands.
/ and turned them over to me- Hurry
up while I get into my moonNghts-
.eYour what?" I was mystfied
Evening clothes, goose" Dick threw
the words over his shoulder as ne took
down the telephone receiver. Can you
dress in half an hour? We have only
ishaL"
.'Ill be ready. AS I closed the door
lof nv room / heard Dick ask for the
number of the taxieab company where
lhe kept an account. Impulsively, L
istarted toward him to demonstrate
Iagainst the extravaganza, but stopped
las I heard the patter of rain against
1.-The windows.
ssrII leave this evening entirely IN
lDicky's hands" 1 resolved as l let
down my hair.
I have always thanked my stars for
my hair 1t IS my very best point,
Hong. abundant and silky, with just
Ienoush curl to IL TO keep it from get
ting stringy in damp weather 1t IS
of that reddish blond so often initiated,
Iso rare in its natural state L never
bother much with its dressing, simply
lcoiling il softly high upon my head, SO
II was soon finished with that part or
Inv toilet Then I changed my house
ishoes and hose for my best evening
lshoes curiously beaded black satin
pumps. and a pair OF fine silk stock
lings embroidered in tiny French knots.
Almost ready. Madge?" called Dick
from the other bedroom.
.Only my gown called back, open
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