Omaha daily bee., 1920-01-16
My HEART and
My HUSBAND
Adele Garrison's New Phase Of
Revelations
of a Wife
The Scene the Field Glasses Dis
closed to Madge.

Jerry Ticer took his hands from
the oars and gesticulated excitedly
in the direction of the boat nearest
to us-one of the two which had ex-
cited our curiosity by so persistently
keeping in the same place for three
days except when it appeared to be
avoiding it. equally persistent
neighbor. .-....
will you tend to your knittin'?"
his mother admonished. Il don't
know what's got into you today.
You're as fidgety as a hen with her
head cut Off Suppose Buck is tryin'
to git there first. He'll do it fer all
of you rowin' the boat l can't beat
him by myself. Jest put some git
up into them long arms of yours,
and We'll pass him, even if he has
got the lead. There's only Buck an
the city feller in the boat, an it's
d cinSh ruck's doin' the rowin'
alone
Her voice held the contempt for
city people which one so often
finds among the fisher folk of the
bays. Jerry evidently saw the sense
of her advice, for he fell to his oars
with a powerful stroke and we were
soon easing the distance between
our boat and the other. Then with
sudden veer, the boat ahead Of
US turned sharply and made off at
almost right angle from the course
it had been pursuing.
This time it was Mrs. Ticer who
gave vent to a chuckle.
The TIGERS Win.
Il thought Buck'd git conviction
of sin afore he'd gone very far" she
said. He'd ought to have knowed
he couldn't beat me and Jerry to-
gether when it's all he can do to
win out in a race with Jerry single
handed. But what in creation il
possessing the critter anyway"
Her mind evidently paused for re-
hection, as she gazed speculatively
after the rapidly recediug boat, but
her brawny arms never missed the
even rhythm of her stroke, and she
continued: He acts as if he had
something to hide in that there boat
of his'n. Don't worry, Buckle" she
addressed her far-off neighbor as
mockingly as If he could hear her,
we don't want to see any pearls or
things you've fished up. Keep right
on a goin'. We're goin' to stop
pretty soon and fish,
Lillian's voice broke in quietly,
with apparent casualness.
Il think I'll see if | can distin-
guish anything over on Shelter ISL
and" she said, unslinging my IA
theirs field glasses which she had
fastened around her neck, and ad-
justing them to her eyes.
Il don't think you kin see any,
thing much from here" Mrs. Ticer
answered with ready interest after
awhile I'll row you over to where
you can see"
What's the Reasons
II might as we'll take look
around at the other shores, anyway"
Lillian returned, and then she made
careful survey of every part of the
bay. Without appearing to do so.
I watched her narrowly, and saw
or thought / did-that she was de-
voting most of her time to a survey
of the boat which was racing away
from us. When she at last put
down the glasses, however. there
was no trace of anything but salts
fed curiosity in her manner
you were right, Mrs. Ticer.' she
said laughingly. Il can't see much
of Shelter Island, but the glasses
bring these other shores very near
to. ones eyes"
May | use them7" l asked de-
nurely, wondering a bit at her oulis-
sion to offer them to me. for Lillian
is always the soul of courtesy.
Pardon! Surely" she exclaimed,
handing me the glasses.
MAY l look through them next,
mother?" Marion asked.
Not until after awhile, dearie,"
her mother answered quietly, and
I, who know so we'll her indulgence
of the child in every possible wish
that is reasonable, realized that there
must be some especially good reason
for Lillian's wishing to keep the
glasses in her own possession.
I made the same pretense OF
sweeping the horizon as Lillian had
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