The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1921-05-28
REVELATIONS
OF A WIFE
My ADELE GARaisoH.
Why Madse Determined "For One
Hour at Least l Would Be Merry.

I think I shall look back upon the
thine occupied by the speech of the
president of the United States at the
Madison Square Garden as one Of the
most miserable hours of my life.
And all because passing band in a
uolitical parade chose to play the
..Red, White and Blue" as the presi-
dent began to talk.
The crashing strains burst into the
hall just after the orator had succeed
ed in getting the crowd to cease yell
ing for him, and began listening to
him. For a few moments he was I'M
able to make his voice heard at all.
and by the time the band had passed,
and he had resumed his effort, my
thoughts were SO far away that the
rest of the speech for which l had
waited so particularly, might have
been Greek for all / heard of it.
For the notes of the RED, White
and Blue" will always be associated
in my mind with one of the tenederest
memories woman can have, the re-
membrance of the first kiss from the
lips of the man who afterward be-
comes her husband.
The figure of the speaker, the vi
sion of the wonderful dipping flags,
the presence Of DIR. Petit at my side,
the very walls of the immense struc-
ture in which sat, faded away, and
T was standing again with Dicky in
the fragrance of late summer night
in one Of the great city parks, listen
ing to the distant strain OF the RED.
White and Blue" played at a band
concert given by the great city to her
music hungry children. We were far
enough from the crowds around the
stands to be secure from observing
eyes. Music, especially patriotic music,
always moves me strangely, makes me
SILVER. Dicky had proteotingly laid his
hand over mind, and the next moment
had swept me into a crushing embrace,
with his lips upon mine.
It had been our real betrothal The
words came later.
The royal lover he had been then,
The contrast between the reverentiaI
ardor of those days and the brutal dis
courtesy which he had melted out to me
this very evening, turned me fairly i'll
for a moment; then. with revrlsion
of feeling, made me angry, reachlessly
angry. It was dangerous mood.
As the president left the speakers
stand. DIR. Petit drew out his watch
and turned to me.
ut is early yet" he said, mot quite
10 o'clock; there is a whole hour and
a half before that 1880 train to Mar
vim. I think" looking at me quizzical-
ly. IT shall have to prescribe for you.
Will You promise to take the prescrip-
ton without making a face?" I Won
dered a little what lay behind his
words. but after his kindness was in
no position to disagree with him.
Il sha'n't even wrinkle my nose"
said gayly.
"Good!" he returned. Then pre-
scribe one square meal at good res
taurant. to be taken as soon as we
can find taxi
"Oh. but I'm not dressed for a res
taurant." protested, knowing as I did
so that the age-worn feminine aex-]
cuse" was not my real OBJECTION. I am
not particularly prudish, but / did not
exactly fancy the idea of dining doux
with DR.. Petit
You promised not even to wrinkle
your nose" he began banteringly. Then
his manner changed and he gave me
a long, questioning look. .tOf course
If YOU really wish not to dine with