The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1920-07-14
Revelations
Ofu Wife
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Is Madge "Blind z"
BY ADELE GARRISON.

Is Madge "Blind?"
awoke Sunday morning with the
senation of something heavy hanging
over my head. 1t was not yet day
light, and l lay for several minutes
trying to remember what it was that
was depressing me.
Then it came to me. This was the
day when Jack was to land in New
York after a years absence. 1 had
three things to do during the day.
each of which held possibilities Of I'M
pleaSantness.
L must telephone Jack at his old
hotel, for he would not know where
to find me. I dreaded UNNECESSARILY
to do this with the possibility of
Dicky in the room.
1 must leave Dicky to go to Lillian
Gales dinner alone while 1 dined
with Jack.
I must break the news to Jack that
during his years absence I had met
and married Dicky.
By a tacit understanding neither
Dicky nor 1 had mentioned Jacks
coming since Wednesday, when he
had made the scene about it before
Lillian. He had been repentant then
for his outburst, but l feared another
|
However, it would be hours before
Jack would reach the old-fashioned,
little hotel in the Greenwich 'FVillage"
section, where he had kept rooms for
years. l turned over and tried to go
| to sleep again.
| But l found it an impossible feat. I
tossed and turned until the first rays
of sunlight came through my open
window and I heard Katie stirring in
| the kitchen.
Then a possibility of which, queer
ly enough, 1 had not thought of be-
fore, made me spring from my bed,
| shiveringly shut the window, and
| dress rapidly. The rooms were so
cold I was glad to omit my usual
shower.
In his letter Jack had asked me to
telephone his "old diggings," know
| ing the possibility that I might have
left my boarding house. But the
thought had never struck me before
that he might telephone Mrs. Stew
art, with whom my mother and had
lived for so long, to find out if 1 were
still there.
If he did so she would, of course,
tell him that I had married while he
was away.
Off to Mrs. Stewards.
| In some way I must get word to
Mrs. Stewart not to tell Jack that
was married. I could not telephone
such a message to her. Perhaps if ]
hurried I could get to her home and
back before Dicky awakened. On
Sunday it is his custom to sleep late.
/ went to the kitchen where Katie
looked at me in establishment. She
had just returned from the early SER
vice which she attended every Sunday
morning.
You seeck, Missis Graham" she
asked anxiously. You up so early"
mo. Katie, but 1 have an errand to
which I must attend this morning.
think I shall be back before Mr. Ora
ham awakens. If he should inquire
for me, tell him 1 have gone for d
walk and will be- back soon"
"All right. I feex breakfast right
away"
81 only want coffee and a rpll.
Katie"
DOT foolish talk" Katie returned.
Il feex nice breakfast, you eat"
| Somehow, Katies matter of fact
brusqueness relieved the tension of
my nerves. / did up my hair, bathed
! my face and hands and finished dress
ing, then went to the dining room
where Katie had laid my place.
l ate a very satisfactory break
fast. Then, putting on my outer
garments, 1 let myself quietly out of
the front door and walked swiftly to
the nearest station of the subway.
1 / had quite a long journey before
me. Mrs. Stewart, in whose home my
mother and | had boarded for so many
years, lived in a rambling big house
in quiet section of Brooklyn. near
Prospect Park. / left the subway at