New Britain herald., 1921-02-11
o~A HUSBAND ! 'Garrison's New Phase of
 dfinns Of q Wife

Sit down here, both or you, ana tell mo what I can do about this room," she said pettlshly, but with q note of determination in her voice.
 Exactly the Right Note"
 My pulses gave n little leap. So her heart after all had trtumphed I wanted to go over and hug her, but I did not daro risk any demonstration which might lead her to think I had diaapprovod her former course. While I hesitatcd, puzzled what to say, Lil- liam spoke. doubtfully.
 Tt seems such a pity to touch it." she said. Tt Is so perfect. Do you really think you ought?"
 flashed her n glance of awed ad- miration. How had she known so un- crringly how to strike exactly the right note with my little neighbor? Enthusiastic acceptance of her de- ciAon would have dampenod the new born ardor of Her Fluhiness. This subtle recognition of the sacrifice she was making. this touch of opposition. was just what she needed to crystal lize her determination.
 Hor Flufflness signed prodiglously. "I know" she said. tho ready tears Of self-pity starting to her eyes. But [ simply must. I truly never thought
  when I fixed that room. And I can see just how 1t will be. Ali will be buying her all sorts of pink roses and they won't go with it. and her house gowns arc all rose color. don't know why I didn't think of all this before"
 LilIinn's Plan.
 Grimly to myself I said that I shared her wondermcnt. but l knew 1t was no time to indulge in even mental criticism. All our faculties must be bent toward the task to which l saw my little ncighbor had already committed herself.
 To think how much I spent on those things :" she was lamanttng. I've wanted my own room done over for ao long. but never thought I could n nfrord it. and now this is all wasted. |"
 Why" Lillian asked laconically. and again felt a leap of my pulses. When Lillian speaks in that tone I always know that she has outlined her course of action and is ready 10 put hcrself-and incidentally. every body around hcr-into harness.
 "why-whnt do you mean?" Mrs. Durkeo faltered.
 ''Tctl mo the truth. now" Lillian smiled. Aren't these your favorite colors?"
 Shc waved her hand toward the delicate cream and olive draperies.
 "Ye-os, they arc" Mrs. Durkee ad- mitted. but honestly didn't think or that when I selected them.
 "Of course. you didn't" Lillian soothed. "T simply judged by my own experience and observation of other people. Doesn't everybody in the world subconsclously select for Christmas and birthday and wedding gifts the things they like themselves? ? It's tho same principle, and in this case it is fortunate. because. if my eyes aren't nt fault. these draperies will eactly ft your windows. and tn" rugs will do beautifully on your floors."'
 But thny'rc coming home tomor- row night :" Mrs. Durkee walled.
 Lillian cupped her chin in her palms and put her elbows on her knees. signallcd to Mrs. Durkee to keep silence. for I knew what that pose meant. Another minute or two. she raised her head with an air of assurance. and knew that tho minutest details Of whatever plan she had in mind were all marshalled Tn order.
 You have n sewing maching?" she asked.
 "Yes. and Leila's Is here. too. She hnd it sent out when she was malI- ing her rousseau"
 Yours is in order. Madge?"
 "I hope so," I said. with a thought of the trnces of vandalism which had found in my homo that morning You'd better TO over and see tc it as soon as I've telephoncd." she .old ssI1n vnu want to hear my pian =