Omaha daily bee., 1921-07-02
Holding a Husband
Adele Garrison's New Phase of
Revelations of a Wife"
The Message DR.. Petit Gave to
Madge.

Y Maoge.
As DR.. Petit drew his car up be-
side ours. ! noticed through my ter
ror, as il one part of my brain were
working mechanically. that he threw
Yhe gear into first Immediately upon
stopping, evidently with the lash of
Fhurry in getting away spurring him
on. Almost without my own voli-
tion ] put my own ear in equal read
mess for starting off at once, listened
tensely to his reply to Dicky's query
Is to what had happened.
II don't know" he replied tersely.
Jerry Ticer telephoncd me to
come to the farm at once, and said
I | saw you TO tell you to hurry.
There had been an accident Good
sy."
At the last word he released his
clutch and the car short forward.
For a second the sky and earth
seemed to merge and revolvc around
my head, and l heard Dicky's voice,
4 ,trained, wild with anxiety, gasp:
"Shall driver"
But | had pulled myself together
and sent the car forward swiftly.
Keep Quiet
mo, it would take too much time
changing seats. I'm all right now"
heard my voice after the words.
and it sounded like that OF some
stranger, it was so hoarse and
ereaky.
| had delayed but second or two,
yet Dr. Pettit's car was already far
down the road. With the thought
that my baby might be dead or
dying at the end OF my journey-for
like all mothers, my fears flew first
to my child was sending the car
madly along, forcing it to its utmost
speed, when Dicky spoke again.
"You can't catch Petit, Madge.
He has a more powerful car and the
start. And this road isn't very good,
especially that turn"
His voice was low and controlled.
II | had been myself shoul@ haze
Z <ealized that he was crushing down
ffis emotions, was watchful of every
complication, and that he feared my
haste might result in some accident
which would delay our arrival. But
to my overstrained nerves his words
4 simply meant that he was being
v,r-cautious, and that the impulse
to criticize anything l did was
stronger than his anxiety for Junior.
/ turned my head toward him and
fairly screamed at him:
Keep quiet and let me get to my
baby!'
As if the car were sentient thing,
and knew that the brain directing it
had been drawn aside Nor an instant,
it skidded, rocked, swayed, and for
a sickening, heart-stopping fash of
time ! thoight we were going to
topple over into the ditch at the side
of the road for which it seemed head
ed. How ! ever managed to get it
under control and started in the
right direction again | don't know,
but in some manner l accomplished
the feat, and, white and subdued,
: slowed my speed down trifle.
Anxious Moments.
"Sorry. Sweetheart" Dicky's voice,
tender, apologetic, sounded in my
\ ears. STEADY, now, we're nearly
there"
He must have realized that need
ed JUS, the soothing words he gave
me, and a dim, remorseful -realiza-
ton swept across me OF the double
burden he must be carrying, that of
his own wild anxiety and the neces-
sity for helping me. But remorse,
every other emotion was
Swept out of my mind as we neared
the driveway, and ] saw group
in the Ticer front yard. 1t seemed
to me that all living within mile
radius were gathered there, and |
knew that something most unusual
had summoned them.
DR.. Pettit's runabout stood in the