The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1921-07-30
REVELATIONS
OF A WIFE
BY ADELE 0ARRisoH.
What Madse Tried to Do to Help
Dicky Get Home Through the
Storm,

Jim, he say automobiles all stopped
in snow. How Meester Graham, he
going to get homer"
Like an incarnation of Nemesis, Ka-
tie stood in the doorway of the living
room. I had sat so long brooding over
the feminine laughter I had heard com
ing over the wire when 1 telephoned
Dicky, and the possibilities of future
miseries it opened up for me that had
not noticed the growing violence of
the storm outside nor the coming of
the winter twilight. With a start 1 re-
allied that 1t was almost dark mad that
the world outside was one of violent
swirling snowflakes.
What do you mean, Katie?" r
sprang to my feet in dismay. You
cannot mean the taxis are stopped?"
Everythin'" Katie visibly swelled
with the Importance of her position as
the official announcer of bad tidings
"Jim. he say, noting can get two feets
anywhere"
I rushed to the telephone and called
the Crest Haven Taxi Company.
What about that taxi you promised
me for Mr.. Graham at the last train
out tonight?" demanded, unreasona-
BILE as the most unframed woman
could possibly be in facing a similar
emergency.
I'VE are terribly sorry, Mrs. Ora
ham," The managers voice came back
over the telephone, suave, unruffled.
] felt resentfully that he was not in the
least sorry, that, in fact, he was ma
liciously glad of the fact that for once
oh Tal, 10 To
satisfy the irate patrons whose COM
plants he must be receiving by the
score. 1--WE have one taxi stalled be-
tween here and Hampstead, three at
different places along the Merricl
road, and others in different places
The storm is growing worse instead
of better, and I don't think there is a
possibility of anything moving before
tomorrow"
But what is Mr.. Graham going to
do?" I asked, I am afraid a trifle
wildly. ,,
Il am sure I don't know, madam. l
would suggest that he stay in the city"
l hung up the receiver abruptly. Not
because 1 was through talking to the /
manager of the taxi company. L had n |
number of things I intended to say to I
him later, but because there was a !
faint chance that might be able to !
get Dicky at his studio.
But there was no response to my
call, although even while central kept /
repeating monotonously, THAT num- !
Der does not answer" I begged her
wildly to keep on trying"
Then / tried the janitor of the stud
+
as he was leaving the building. In /
answer to my frantic inquiries he told /
me that Mister Graham had a great !
big bundle" and that he had heard him .
say he was going to make it home in .
spite of the storm, because there would .
be a taxi waiting for him at the other
end. I also learned that the storm was /
not nearly so bad in the city as out /
on Long Island, and that therefore !
Dicky would have no idea of the situa-
ton awaiting him until he ahghted at /
Crest Haven.
sat down and tried to marshal my
remembrance of Dicky's friends in /
the hope that I might be able to get /
some trace OF him. Lillian Underwood /
was, of course, my first thought, but I
upon calling her number I learned {
that the line was out of order on ac- /
count of the storm. thought of call /
ing the art editors of whom l had /
heard Dicky mention. and then a glim- \
mer of common sense made me aban- i
don the plan even as my hand was out
stretched TO the telephone. knew that \
only the most desperate emergency
one OF life or death, would make Dicky
forgive my hunting his wherea bouts
among his professional friends by tel
ephone.
II was in no pleasant humor that I