Omaha daily bee., 1921-07-05
Holding a Husband
Adele Garrison's New Phase Of
Revelations of q Wife
The Way the Accident Happened.

followed Lillian and me up the stairs.
| heard my mother-in-law grooming
to him, my father trying to soothe
him, but it seemed to me that ! could
not mount each step that led me
away from his pain-laden cries. But
Lillian's necessity urged me on,
though at the foot of the stairs she
had spoken ma lifeless fashion: go
the Junior, Madge."
"Not till we are ready for the hos
pital," / replied firmly, and she made
no further protest; instead, she ST.
lcntly submitted to my dictum that
she sit in an easy chair after taking
| the medicine DR.. Petit had given me
for her. and direct me in the prepara'
tons she wished to make.
| I knew that we needed but very
little, nothing for the children, ex-
cept outside wraps to be used at the
doctors discretion, some toilet ar
| ticles, and a change of clothing for
each of US if we were compelled to
spend the night at the hospital. |
put them all in a small bag, glancing
occasionally with concern at my
friend, who sat stony and pallid as
craven image, looking into space,
her hands gripping the arms of the
chair.
Another type of woman would
have demanded action, Historically,
but knew that she, with unutterable
tortured visions before her eyes, was
simply marking time, bing obedient
othe physicians orders, conserving
and marshalling her strength until
it should be needed in the battle for
her child's life. That she was also
longing unutterahly for the opportu-
nifty to return to the still figure on
the couch below l knew, but I real
zed that DR.. Petit had wished to
get her out of the way, for some rea-
son or ther, and I packed things as
slowly as / could manage without
arousng her suspicious.
Mrs. Ticer Explains.
Finally. however, there was moth
ing more to be done, and we descend
ed the stairs to the living room again.
There we were arrested by the sound
of DR.. Pettit's voce, quick, irritated.
II can't make anything out OF
that" he said: then, with perfume
tory conjunction. THANK you, Mr..
Ticer, but need a woman's eyes
here. Mrs. Ticer, tell me what hap.
pened"
Lillian gripped my arm until !
WINGED. .-..s
"Listen," sheh whispered hoarsely.
Nobody would tell me before"
A little premonition of something
to be uttered which should prove al
shock to both of us chilled me, but
her grip on my arm held me no less
than my own inclination. I. too. felt
that l must hear what Mrs. Ticer
had to say.
"The children was playing in the
front yard" Mrs. Ticer said. There's
fence in front, but it's kind OF rot
ten. Marion was giving the little
boy such a good time, he was just
rocking with giggles, and she was
so careful with him, just like little
moth" the good woman wiped her
eyes, and I heard DR.. Petit give an
impatient snort. but he evidently rec
ognized that she could tell the story
only in her own way, for he made
no protest.
81 was standin' on the porch
watchin' 'em, when all at once, with
out any warnin', the horses Of that
devil across the road dashed out of
his yard and right across over Our
fence. He's an awful brute with his
horses and | suppose he'd been do
ing somethin' terrible to 'en. At any
rate, they come so straight and fast
for the children that there was no
time to do anything. screamed
to Marion to run, and started down
the steps, but it was over before
could more'n git started"
Grieving Hearts.
Her voice trembled at the recollec-
ton, but she controlled it with a
visible effort. went on steadily, while
Lillian and I, gripping each others
hands tightly, listened breathless1y,
afraid to move lest we should break
the thread of her story. "It was the
pluckiest thing ever see" Mrs.
Ticer went on.
marion saw the horses and she
could have lodged them if she had
been alone or had left the baby. for
she's the lightest little thing on her
feet / ever did see. But she never
seemed to think of herself. heard
her say kind of soft, 'Oh, Junior.
Then she grabbed him and threw
him one side as hard as she could.
He struck in some board Ticer had
leftto fix the porch, and his arm dou-
bled up under him, and his head
got bump that made it bleed. But
Marion-the horses went right over
her. I heard her give one awful
scream, and then she never made
another sound, and when we picked
her up she was just the way you see
her"
As if controlled by the same i'm
pulse, Lillian's hands and mine had
fallen apart. I turned to see in her |
eyes the same horror which had |
sprung into mine. 1t had been her
child or mine, and hers-would she
pay the supreme last penalty, while
my motherhood went unscathcd? For
second the vision divided us as far
apart as the poles, then her face soft
ened. and she put her hand on mine.
Forgive me, Madge," she said.
For z second I hated Xon but Of !