Omaha daily bee., 1920-02-18
My HEART and
My HUSBAND
Adele Garrison's New Phase Of
Revelations
of q Wife
How Katie Saved the Day" for
Madge.

unrecognizingly from me and hide
his face against his grandmother S
protecting skirts was not grieving
| disappointment. but furious resent
ment against my mother-in-law.
| | acquitted her fully of any at
tempt to wean the baby away from
me, but | was sure that she was ac-
tually gloating over the fact that
| the child whom she so idolized had
preferred her to me. When | am
older l shall no doubt have COM
mon sense enough to accept and to
smile at this grandmotherly trait of
lealousy--universal, | believe, at any
rate most young mothers and ia
thers will bear me out in this, |
think-but for the moment / could
have choked. SO overweening was the
| rage that consumed me-the rage
which | knew | must stihe, of which
I must let no hint reach the people
around me.
Il told you sop Dicky's voice,
laughing, with maddening incom-
prehension of my state of mind,
sounded in my ears. "You will go
away for a month, will you? Here,
Pete! Come to your dad. That's the
boyw
He snapped his fingers at the
baby who lifted his head and
gurgled delightedly. Both the ges-
ture and the nickname, "Pete." are
things / cordially detest, but | have
always swallowed my displeasure,
knowing that voicing it would only
irritate Dicky, and do no possible
good.
A Sudden Outburst.
"Richardw His mothers voice
dripped disapproval. II shall not
permit Richard Second to come to
you when you call him by so dis
reputable name. Pete indeed!
My grandchilu! No, no, precious -
this to the baby, who had put out
his hands to Dicky. Mustn't go.
Stay with granzic."
My small son has developed will
of his own, however. Whether his
outburst was fright at the con-
fusion, temper at being thwarted, or
a combination of the two | do not
know, but at any rate he suddenly
sat down hard on the floor, screwed
| up his face. and sent forth a howl
that left us in no doubt as to his
displeasure. And when his grand
mother stopped to raise him he
struck at her with his baby hands.
Upon any other occasion | should
have "spatted" the hands lightly, as
beginning of baby discipline, but |
am afraid that | wickedly rejoiced
at the little exhibition of temper.
well, Dick" his brother r-in-law
drawled, Il don't think you'll need
to send that lad south for his lungs
| this winter at any rate"
Dicky was eying his offspring de-
lightedly Juniors outbursts of
temper always amuse him.
Mother, why don't you box with
him?" he asked. 1T would be
awfully good practice for the kid.
I think he's going to be feather.
weight champion, myself"
Mother Graham raised her head
with the light of battle in her eyes.
Inordinately proud of her grandson
and his attachment or her. | knew
that she was both Inundated and ex-
asperated by the baby's exhibition Of
temper toward herself. Her eyes
fell upon Katie, over whose features
had spread a delighted grin, and she
was at once provided with scape-
goat.
Katie" I nervously started at the
snap in her voice. Come and take
this child instead of standing there
grinning like an ape. There's prob
ably pin sticking in him. | told
you to be careful when you dressed
him."
Knowing Katie's temper. | fairly
held my breath as | waited to see
what she would do. But to my
amazement she evinced no sign of
displeasuEe unless her quickly height
ened color could be constructed as
such. And l could have sworn that
there was a distinctly triumphant
flash in her eyes as she hurried for
ward and picked up the screaming
baby.
Dot lettle babee, he want his
mudder, dots all matter by heem'
she observed with superb air O..
disdain. Come babee," she crooned
at Junior, whose sobs subsidized in
stantly. "Vot | tell you to say ven
a mamma come home? Here nam.
ma now! Say it, babee, dear"
Her voice would have coaxed the
widest bird from its bush. As she
spoke she turned Junior gently
around so that he was facing me. /
saw through her little plot in an in
slant and blessed her for her
thoughtfulness. She must have
been daily reminding the child of
me, coaching him in some little
speech.
Kat" My mother -in-law got ou,
the first syllable of the girls name,
but saw her daughter make quick,
hushing gesture, which for a won
der she respected. AS for the rest
of the little group, they were all
watching the child with the respect
full admiration generally used by
relatives toward first baby.
And then. forging another link in
the chain of affection that bound me
to my faithful little maid, my baby
laughed engagingly at me and .lisped
the little speech she had taught him
| Hello, mamma. Homer
The next instant with my face in
his curls, my foolish heartache and
my resentment had fled together.
Continued Tomorrow
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