The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1920-04-26
Revelations
Ofu Wife
A QUIET DECISION.
BY ADELE GARRISON,

The morning after Dicky had made
the scene about Jacks letter I awoke
with violent sick headache, such as
have been subject to since childhood
lay still, wondering if Dickey would
think was too angry to get UP and
get breakfast.
L heard him splashing in the bath
room, and then I heard him go to the
kitchen door. I thanked my stars that
had carefully put the kitchen and
dining room in perfect order the night
before.
He waited for several moments
Then he came to my door, which stood
ajar.
Are you sick. Madge-" His voice
was conventional. but he came rush
ing into my room at my answer.
yes, Dickey, 1 am quite ill., 1 am
afraid you will have to get your break
fast at the restaurant"
Never mind the breakfast, sweet
heart Tell me what can do for you.
I'll phone for a doctor right away"
Here was the old Dicky, kind, i'm
petuous, the royal lover I caught him
by the sleeve as he was dashing out
to the telephone
Listen, Dickey, have had these
iiC1ddChCS 4Ot years. KNOW 1uSC what
to do for them"
'Tll stay at hime, then, and take
care of you
Indeed, you won't, with that cover
on your mind. I couldn't talk to YOU
anyway, and you couldn't do anything
for me. If you will just do two or
three little things for me this morning,
so 1 won't have TO raise my head from
this nil oh n
right. Luckily those cooks whose ad-
vertisements 1 answered will hardly
get their mail in time to come this
forenoon. Oh. win you telephone that
employment agency not to send any
one else up here?'
But you cannot be all alone here
and ILL.,"
You do not understand, Dicky.
am not really i'll, and if I keep quiet
this headache will have disappeared
by afternoon. So don't bother me,
there's a good boy
"All right, sweetheart. Tell me what
you want me to do"
Please put that small table over
here by my bed" l directed. Get that
small electric plate from the dining
room and connect it with this socket
here. You see 1 have ribbon attached
to the chain, so I can pull it on or
off, while lying here. Fill the small
kettel with water and put it on the
plate, and put beside the plate a glass
of cold water, and a cup with tea
spoonful of tea leaves in it. When the
pain begins to leave my head, always
take a cup of tea and go to sleep"
Don't you have any medicine?"
"Only the powders you'll find in
that little lacquered box. If you'll give
me one now, and put the others under
my pillow with my watch, won't have
to think of them again for two hours.
Dicky gave me the powder and ar
ranged the table. He was evidently I'M
accustomed to doing anything of the
kind.
Il am afraid I'm a poor nurse he
said ruefulIy when he had finished.
I reached up my hand and patted his
cheek. The pain in my head was very
bad by this time.
Run along now, Dicky," whispered.
81 don't want to talk any more; it
makes my head worse"
He bent and kissed me tenderly.
He's a nice gorilla he whispered,
.even if he does look as if he had the
numps I arm sorry was so cross
about Jack. After you go to dinner with
him and prepare him gently for the
revelation that you have husband,
I'll appear on the scene, and We'll snow
him the town. After all, l suppose you
would have married him if you wanted
him. And you did marry me-
Dicky's tone was triumphant, his
face mischievously tender as he went
softly out of the door. At the end OF
two hours / took another powder, and
in another hour the pain began to get
lighter. With the relief there came
rushing swiftly to my mind the
thoughts which 1 knew would come as
soon as my brain was able to dwell
upon them.
What was the reason for Dickys
sudden change of attitude toward the
letter from Jack? Was he sincere IN
accepting my feeling toward my old
friend, or was he adopting my tactics