The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1921-07-02
HOLDING A
HUSBAND
AAsas Gnspassnhs Rsw FAassAse
Revelations
of O Wife
The Message DR.. Petit
GoUe to Madge-

a Dr. Petit drew his car UP beside
~ ours. noticed through my terror,
as If one part of my brain were
working mechanically. that he threw the
gear into first Immediately upon stop
ping. evidently with the lash Of hurry
IN getting away squirting him on Al
~aos- without my own volltfo1 put my
n '-ar equal readiness for starting
ofr at once, listened tensely to his reply
tn Dicky's query as to what had hap
pened.
I don't know" he replied tersely.
Jerry TIGER telephoned me to come to
the farm at once and said If saw you
to tell You to hurry. There had been
an accident Good-by."
At the last word he released his clutch
and the car shot forward. For second
the sky and earth seemed to merge and
revolve around my head. and heard
Dfcky's voice, strained. wild with
anxiety. gasp:
Shall driver
But had pulled myself together and
sent the car forward swtft4y.
Keep Quiet-P'
mo. it would take too much time
changing seats. I'm all right now" I
heard my voice utter the words. and 1t
sounded like that of some stranger. 1t
was so hoarse and ereaky
I had delayed but a 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
IF my journey-for like all mothers, my
fears flew first to my child was send
fv1r- - oil -
utmost speed. when Dicky spoke again.
You can't cStch Petit. Madge. He
has a more powerful car and the start.
And this road isn't very good, especial
ly that turn"
His voice was low and controlled. If
had been myself I should have realized
that he was crushing down his emotions,
vas 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 simply meant that he was
being over-cautious. and that the i'm
pulse to criticize anything 1 did was
turned my head toward him and fairly
screamed at him:
Keep quiet and let me get to my
baby!"
As IL the car were a sentient thing.
and knew that the brain directing IT had
skidded. rocked, swayed. and for sick
enins, heart-stopping flash Of time
thought we were going to topple over
Into the ditch at the side of the road for
which it seemed headed. How I. ever
managed to get 1t under control and |
started in the right direction again 1 |
don't know. but in some manner I ac-
the feat. and. white and sub |
dued. slowed my speed down a tride.
Anxious Moments.
Sorry, Sweetheart" Dicky'a voice, |
tender. Apologize, sounded in my ears. |
STEADY, now, we're nearly there"
He must have realized that 1 needed
just the soothing words he gave me, and
q dim, remorseful realization swept
across me Of the double burden he must
be carrying. that of his own wild anxiety
and the necessity for helping me. But
remoTss, tenderness, every other emo
ton was swept out OF my mind as we
neared the driveway. and I saw a group
in the TIGER front yard. Tt seemed to me
that all living within a mile radius
were gathered there. and knew that
something most unusual had sum-
moned them.
Dr. Pettit's runabout stood in the