New Britain herald., 1920-08-31
DLDING A HUSBAND
 Adele Garrisons New Phase of ReDeLations Of q Wife

, he bit alahmed sub" turning to 1 Dicky. "Yoh wifc's had bit of a bad timo nervously. but she has all
 most recovered. thanks to her splen- 1 did vitality and yoh mothers care" | Your Nnmc Is Familiar" Mother Graham was still bridling as hc finished. but with embarrassed pleasure instead of indignant protest. I knew that the battle was won, and resolved to cover her retreat with
 conversation, not to let her suspect that we remembered her emphatic statements us to diet and remaining
 in bed.
 Your name Is familiar to us. pr.
 Paige" [ said, using tho first words that popped into my head. We arc down here primarily to attend the wedding of a very dear friend. whose aunt. I believe. is named Paige" The big physician set down the small case which he had picked up. and gazed at me in pleased amaze , ment.
 "So yoh'r the friends Edy and Lely have been writing to Aunt Dora about" he said. and then he turned and wrun~ Dicky's hand.
 Mighty glad to see yoh-all daown heah." he boomed. and there was no question of the sincerity of his well come.
 Then you arc the girls cousin" Dicky said. smiling.
 A Feat of Memory.
 Sort of." Dr. Paige admitted. Its second or third or foth--I nevah can keep track of the degrees the way Aunt Dora does-she has every frac- ton figured out and at her tongues end. But I was always at the old house when the girls came to visit all through their childhood and girl hood before they went to New York. I made it a point to be theah. But haven't seen them but once since"
 Thore was an odd constraint in his manner as he uttered the last words which set me thinking. I have queer little habit Of connecting re- motely distant bits of conversation or incidents, as one puts together the scattered pieces of a picture puzzle. And something in hts voice made me recall line in the letter of Aunt Dora Paige which Leila had read to me before VIC came South.
 sometimes fear that Edith is unhappy" she had written. 'I had hoped---''
 Leila had stopped abruptly there. With what Dicky calls the ground and lofty tumbling of my imagina- tion" there came to me an intuition that in some manner the lives of Edith Fairfax and this second or third or fourth cousin had touched ' 
 stole . furtive glance at him as he stood talking to Dicky. He was younger than I had thought at my first eursory glance at him. He was SO big and assured in his manner, and | his hair was so tinged with silver that | had thought him to belong in the l stnid forties. But as looked at him | more closely I saw that he wasn't | much older than Dicky.
 He was an unusually handsome, dis inguished- looking. and manly man. with an undeniable charm of man ier. Why had not Edith Fairfax re- turned the affection he had given her?
 I brought myself up with a jerk, scRthing mental rebuke for the | engths to which my imagination iad carried me. The man was no loubt prosaically married. with sew 'ral children. and nothing but cousin y thoughts of the Fairfax girls.
 Hut I couldn't SO easily down my and long after the phy- ician left kept wondering about the 'dd little note in his voice when he ! nd spoken of his cousins.