The Rock Island Argus and daily union. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1920-1923, 1921-11-21
SAUCE FOR THE GOOSE.
By Grace O. Weatherby.
Copyright. 1921. by Wheeler Syn
dictate, Incl

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Copyright. 1921. by Wheeler Syn
dictate. Inc,l
, The telephone tinhled- Loi:
! Warde paused in the beating of he1
husbands favorite cake. and lis
/ tened. OF course it was Arthur
! 1t was getting to be a habit with
him lately to call up and say he
was not coming home until late
/ She walked into the hall a trife
YEARLY. not needing the insisteni
ringing of the phone. She picked
up the receiver.
Hello"
| "Oh, hello. Lois? Well. listen
girl. I'm not cou.ing home tonight
until late" He paused, but there
! was no response from his wife.
I'm sorry. dear, but I've got an
awful important engagement and
can't break it. Be home about II,
l guess. S1ong,"
The girls shoulders dropped de
tectedly, and the tears rolled down
her cheeks Scarcely three years
married and already he was strain
ing at the leash. What was the en-
gagement? For little while it
vas very quiet save for her broken
sobs. Then suddenly she straight
ened
81 don't care, l don't. 1 don't
But owing to the fact that she did.
the tears again flooded her eyes.
At this crucial moment the tele-
phone again tinkled. Mechanical
ly Lois lifted the receiver.
Hello brokenly.
Lois. Whatsa matter, honey
girl? Whoy that. mournful hello? p"
a musical, CHEEKY voice came sing
ing over the wire. It effectively
stopped the tears.
Alice! Is it you? Oh, you dar-
ling, When did you get in. Come
over quick Hustle. I'm alone this
evening. and l want you. Hurry.
Will your"
Well-owing to the fact that
I'm downstairs in your own apart
ment building, I shan't be very
long,"
Alice presented herself at the
Warde's apartment in three min
utes. She was a tall, very attrac-
tive woman, whose ready smile dis
played a perfect set of even white
teeth. She was an actress. a fol-
lower Of the stage since early child
hood and bosom friend of little
Lois Warde
Traces OF tears were still appar-
ent on Lois face when she received
her guest Alice tilted the girls
face upward and looked at it.
Its high time the show struck
town. See where Alice must get
busy. What's the trouble. Out
with it,"
And so the little drab tale vas
told, and Alice's fine eyes narrowed
as she listened. When it had end
ed. she seized the girl a trihe
roughly.
Now, kiddie. that's a fine yarn. !
And part of it's your fault, but not
much. Now we'll just fix that fine
ad of yours, and fix him right"
The golden head and the raven !
head were close together for a long
while. The tasty little supper was |
eaten amid much laughter and |
and the eyes once dim |
ned and clouded with hopeless |
ears now sparkled with mischief /
md cunning. Alice departed at q /
cry late hour. and Lois had bare
y enough time to undress and slip !
INTO bed and assume a sound !
leep" expression before her tru-
mt husband tiptoed in.
The next morning Lois was sing
ng marrtly in the tiny kitchen long
efore Arthur was up. He listened
n surprise. Lois had nice voice
nd she certainly seemed happy.
Wonder what all the joy was about,
nyway? He rose and dressed with
naccustomed haste. Lois was
ressed in a crisp little morning
own OF blue which matched her
yes, and her golden hair skiIfuIly
ranged peeped ont from under a
switching blue cap.
Good morning, Sir Arthur, Did !
GU sleep well?" Her voice fairly .