New Britain herald., 1921-09-28

critic could say that it has been
 monotonous."
 I have realized before that Dicky's S
 volatile nature demands excitement,
 variety. and l have wondered some- | times how long I, with my rather | methodicak prosaic temperament,
 could hold him loyal to me. There has been long stretch of
 peaceful valley in our life journey since the awful day when our baby boy was stolen from us by Grace Draper's pitiful tool. Tim. came
 very near banishing my husband from my heart at that time, be cause of his absence motoring with Edith Fairfax during the awful first hours of Juniors disappearance. but Dickys terrible romorse and the restoration of our baby brought us together again. and I have been given no reason 10 doubt him since. Is he. perhaps. beginning to weary of the unevent- full quiet tenor of our way?
 The summer months have gone swiftly since that terrible experience, with my most serious worry, the condition of Lillian Underwood. She rallied so slightly. gained strength SO slowly in her long convalescence, that when at last, the mere wrath of her former self. she was able to leave the hospital. pr. Petit pro- nounced mountain air the only restor- ative for her.
 Of course there was but one place to which Robert Savarin would hear of her coming. to the Catskill- -moun- tain home of his sister. Mrs. Cos pitifully that Junior and I accom- panied her and her -smar daughter. Marion. to the placs I remembered so we'll as the scene of the dramatic experience which gave Robert Saw arin back to reason.
 Dicky "Rcsoives."
 Of Grace Draper, since that night of Juniors recovery and her melo- dramatic escape. we have heard nothing. She has vanished as if she had been snatched from the earth. That Hugh Grantland will not rest until she is found and put where she can menace me no more, I am ccr- tain. but of that loyal, true-hearted friend I have had no word since the night he bade me farewell, save the inevitable postcards simply bearing | his address. which he sends me when | ever his duties call him to a new place.
  to prison for a long term. and only | up here in this out-of-the-way | mountain resort. am I beginning to | escape the publicity consequent upon his trial after Juniors recovery. |
 It has been a wonderfully restful | time for me. with Lillian slowly | gaining strength. and with Dicky 1 spending a good deal of time with | us. There is a little clutch at my | heart at the thought that he may not | love ''the peaceful valley or glorious as I do.
 Perhaps he roads my thoughts | better than imagine, for he sits | up. moves to the side of the ham mock and possesses himself of one Of my hands.
 Look here. old dear" he says, with a tenseness beneath his care less manner that tells me of strong feeling. Just let me tell you one thing. I may not care for monotony, but there's one kind Pm going to cul- tivate hereafter. and that's the fem mine line. No more platonic or jazz acquaintances. no more drives pr teas or studio dances. I m going to be the most domestic guy you ever gay in your life. I'm THROUGH- in large capitals. Whatever variety in life l get--and you know I crave have 10 provide it with a row, a career or a Irritation. But I'm going to be blameless little Roland Reed from now on. I got mine. I don't mind telling you, the night I came home and found
 His voice breaks-his eyes follow mine to Junior chasing butterflies with Marion. I am sure that Edith is no longer a danger to my happiness, if indeed she ever had been.
 wish oh. so earnestly. to believe my husbands dramatic declaration! But my years of experience with my Peter Pan, who has grown up in many ways, but not emonionally, forbid acceptance of it with my brain- But Dicky draws my face down to his and whispers: II
 Believe me. sweetheart, it's just YOU. all YOU. from this time on!"
 My heart accepts his promise and gathers strength from it to conquer the stony. precipitous, difficult as- meet the marriage prob ems my reason tells me are yet in front of me on my mountain-path with Dicky.