The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1920-06-11
Revelations
of q Wife
How the Party Broke Up With a
Startling Scene. =
By ADELE GARRISON.

How the Party Broke Up With
Startling Scene.
frank we must go home
Little Mrs. Lester stood before her
husband, her face anxious, her voice
strained. I knew that her anxiety
about leaving her baby alone had
reached point where she could no
longer hide it
Go home!" Dicky's voice broke in,
aggrieved, astonished. ITO think any
body should suggest a thing at a party
OF mine. I'm surprised at you, Daisy"
We were all seated in the living
room again, Harry and Lillian Under
wood Frank and Daisy Lester Dicky
and I. From every point of view save
one, our little chatting dish supper had
been a decided success. That excep-
ton concerned only myself, however.
1t was Harry Underwood's unpleasant
persistence in forcing his presence
upon me.
The sandwiches were all eaten, and
the chatting dish was scraped clean of
the rarebit. although / wondered how
they could possibly eat the stuff. The
beer and ale bottles with which Dicky
had literally stocked the tables were
empty, and the whole supper had been
one continual cross-fire of laughing
and jesting.
You will surely wait for some coffee
and cordials. Katie is coming with
them now"
l knew that I must second Dicky's
words. felt guilty, however, in urg-
ing Mrs. Lester to stay, even though
with my inexperience of babies. I
ftrYr ~ e-l,r, Co.
"Oh, Mrs. Graham, 1 don't believe /
can wait for anything. I am getting so
nervous. I know it's awful to be so
silly, but just can't help it."
Daisy" Her husbands voice was
stern, his face looked angry. DO stop
that nonsense. We are certainly not
going home now"
His wife seemed to shrink into her
self. Her pretty face, with it's wor-
ried look, was like that of little girl
desire to comfort her.
Mrs. Testers Fears.
II think you are worrying yourself
unnecessarily, Mrs. Lester" said in
an undertone. We were sitting next
each other, and I could speak to her
without her husband overhearing.
AWhen you telephoned the maid an
hour ago, the baby was all right,
wasn't she?"
Eyes, I know she returned defect
edly But / have heard such dread
full things about maids neglecting
babies left in their care. Suppose she
should leave her alone in the apart
ment and something should catch fire
and
Don't imagine such horrible
things I said sharply. IF you have
had your maid year YOU either ought
to be able to trust her or you should
discharge her. But I think you have
heard exaggerated stories. Now, for
instance, in the apartment across the
hall there is maid who takes de-
voted care of baby. I do not know
who the people are, but the mother is
out nearly every afternoon and the
maid is really most painstaking in her
car"
ooh. I know, know; but suppose
the baby should be taken i'll suddenly.
The maid would never know what to
do"
would you, wonder?" I did not
speak the words aloud, but they
flashed into my mind. She appeared
such a child-mother, this pretty little
woman.
"See here, Daisy!" Lillian Gale
Joined our group, coffee cup in hand.
Drink you coffee and your cordial
Then pretty soon. if you feel you really
must go, I'll gather up Harry and start
for home. Then you can make Frank
60"
"You are awfully good, Lillian"
Mrs. Lester looked gratefully up at the
older woman. Il know 1 am as silly
as I can be, but you can't know how
am imagining every dreadful thing in
the calendar"
81. know all about it." Mrs. Under
wood returned shortly, almost curtly,
and walked away toward the group of
men at the other side of the apart
ment.
81 never knew that she ever had a
child" Mrs. Testers eyes were wide
with amazement as they met mine.
Neither did l." Purposely / made
my tone non-committal. From the
look in Lillian Gales eyes when Mrs.
Lester told us in my room of the way
the baby looked asleep, 1 knew that
some time she must have held a baby
of her own in her arms.
CONTINUED Tomorrow.)