New Britain herald., 1921-05-10
eLDING A HUSBAND
 Eele Garrison's New Phase of Revelations 0f q Wife

to anyone approaching her But when the moaning woman had been lifted into tho car hy Dr. Petit. sam and Jerry Ticcr. and her sullen hus- band biddCn to take his place beside her. the western girl appeared at the ear door with the child transformed. Her face, hands and feet bore evil dencc of a husty but thorough appli- cation oi soal and hot water, and a hair ribbon which l recognized as Marion's was confining the tangled tresscs. That Lillian's small daughter had been helping Miss Foster I guessed immediately, and [ knew for certainty when l heard Mariou's voice ir low-toned appeal to her mother.
 'Mothcr. may please give my sweater to tho little girl?"
 "Of course" Lillian returned promptly. and uiy prudent soul was thankful that the sweater Marion had on was q comparatively inexpensive one. Both she and her mother would have bestowed the best Marion had upon the less fortunate child if the exigency of tho moment had demand cd it.
 "Dcm for Me-"
 Miss Foster put the little girls arms Into the sweater. and Lillian, with a glaucc at the child's bare feet. skinned toward the house. flinging a nasty command over her shoulder.
 Wait two minutes. please. l won't he longer"
 Dr. Petit drowned. spoke to. me.
 Turn your car toward the road while you wait. We mustn't lose any time"
 oheyed him. keeping the car in first until Lillian appeared in less than the time she had specified. She ran to the side Of the car and handed shoes and stockings of Marion's to Miss Poster.
 Ma ions older but her feet are sntall. INthink they'll fit" she said. stepping back again as the car began to move. In Miss Posters lap the child wigglcd softly.
 Dem for me-" she whispered, the eternal feminine triumphing over her terror.
 Yes. dear" The western girls deep musical voice was filled with tenderness. Hold up your right foot, no your right foot-this one. dear and we'll put them on. Careful. You mustn't get against Mrs. Graham's srm."
 The moans in the back seat ceased for Q minute. I heard Dr. Pettit's voice say gruffly but tcnderly: Lie still" and I knew that curiosity was momentarily getting the better of the pain the mother was enduring. I mentally confirmed my first impress sion that she was not dangerously hurt. but that Dr. Petit, knowing she would receive no care at home. meant to punish her sullen, avaricious. old husband in his one tender spot, his pockctbook. by taking her to the hos pitaI and seeing he was charged for service.
 The car sped along, I with atten- ton unusually strained upon the at tempt to avoid tho slightest pumping. Tn the scat beside me. Miss Foster talked cooingly to the frightened child. and struggled with the task of getting the shoes and stockings on the chiId's feet. hampcred as she was by her crampcd position.
 We turned into the smooth state road and rushed with increased speed to tho hospital entrance. AS we drew up I heard Miss Foster say with a IittIn sigh of relief:
 There. every button is fastened! Aren't they pretty shoes?"
 It was not the child who answered, but Dr. Pcttit's deep voice: "You havo earned your diploma, Miss Eos tcr.'