The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1921-05-21

an exciting time like that. 1t ought
to be an evening Of thrills"
"Oh, you'll get the thrills all right!
commented Dicky dryly, and there the
matter rested.
had spoken only the truth. I did
crave something more exciting than
the humdrum days I was spending in
the old Marvin house with my moth
err n-law and Katie as my sole day
time companions. I was undeniably
restless. And this restlessness had
increased since the day when in the
little sitting room of my old friend,
Mrs. Stewart, 1 had read the last let
tiers to her of my brother-cousin, Jack
Beckett, of whose death on battle
field somewhere in France" she had
just been notified.
Dicky's Mother Objects.
The revelation contained in the last
three letters of his romantic meeting
with and interest in Katherine Son
not, the little nurse whom I SO adj
mired and liked, had upset all my pre-
conceived ideas Of Jack. And the real
ization that he had been taken away
from life just as happiness seemed
coming to him saddened me inexpres-
sibly. was glad, indeed. of anything
which would divert my thoughts.~
NV mother in-law shifted audibly
when Dicky informed her that he was
going to take me to the meeting.
"You certainly have the queerest
ideas of enjoyment" she commented
caustically. II can understand Rich
ards wanting to go, but why any
woman, gently bred ats you pretend to
have been, Margaret should want to
get into a rough political meeting with
a crowd such as Richard says Will be
there I cannot imagine!"
Dicky frowned blackly at the covert
insult in her little speech. He had
opened his mouth to rebuke her when
7 kicked his foot under cover of the
table and stopped him.
81 understand the meetings now are
not as rough as they used to be years
ago." I returned good-naturedly, ana
then changed the subject as adroitiy
as I could.
I have often observed a curious lit
tie phenom mon in my own emotions
when my motherin-law INDUCES IN
the hateful pin pricks which she un-
derstands how to administer so effec-
lively. If l see that Dicky resents
them for me, that he is ION my side"
they do not annoy me. But when he
,aligns himself with his mother in any
controversy "see red" at once. L
wonder whether any other women
have the same experience?
You Look Ripping!
what shall 1 wear?" l asked Dicky
when the nigh, of the meeting had
arrived. and we were getting ready for
the early evening train going into the
city.
"T.ie oldest and strongest buds you
have" returned my husband.
warned you that you weren't gong
to any pink tea. Put on good, strong.
sarviceable boots-We have reserved
seats. it is true. but we will probably
have to stand a long time-a PLAIN
street suit and small hat. And for
heavens sake don't take a purse
You're always Juggling that bag OF
yours around when you go with me
anywhere. It gives me the shivers,
looks as if didn't have money enough
for an emergency of any kind
I obeyed Dicky in every detail. But
when ii came to the purse I hesitated.
Nv years of self dependence, OF go
ing about alone, had taught me that
L must never go anywhere alone or
with anyone else without money for
an emergency. Finally / solved the
difficulty by pinning a five dollar bill
inside my waist, and tucking small
coin in each glove.
Dicky gave an approving glance at
me when / was finally ready.
That's the stuff" he said. by Jove.
Madge, you look ripping tonight even
If you have your old togs on. III have
to look out or I'll lose you"
The jocular little speech was to
come back to me later in the evening
with bitter meaning.
Ito be continued)
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