Omaha daily bee., 1922-02-06
My Marriage
Problems
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Revelations of q Wife"
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The Note Tha, Katie Lett

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her with an unreasonable feeling o!
panic.
"katis isn'i here" | said blankly.
Usually Lillian does not share my
iorehodings. bat al my words some,
thing lesped into her eyss which told
me she was slso uneasy al the gifls
absence from the kitchen
"Has she been here at alll" she
asked.
"No-lhat's what worries me. And
she never fails 10 have her fire built
by this time. But perhaps she's
oyer,slept. She probably didn't
close her eyes until late"
"li You'll see 20 the fire, III 30
and wake her Lillian volunteered.
There was constrained note ~
her acknowledgement tones. aud |
know that ordinarily she would have
volunteered to build the fire and have
sent me for Katie. The vague un-
easiness ! had fel, since entering the
kitchen erystallized into a distinct
horrible fear.
"Iillianr | gasped. "You don't
think--Ilurryl Well SO to her room
a, once"
Frankly, | don't know wha, TO
think. But le, me so first III call
you II you're needed" ...
know what she meant. J am eS.
eeedingly fond OF Katie, and Il any
thing narrowing awaited US in her
room. Lillian wished TO shield me as
much as possible.
I'VE haven't time to argue" ! said
tensely. as started for the door
I'VE mus, hurry"
She made no further protest, but
quickly as ] walked or rather ran
to Katie's quarters, Lillian was close
a, my heels. And when | knocked
at ka,ie's door-st first gently and
then iran,ically. when there was no
answer-she put comforting,
s,esdyine hand on my shoulder and
kept il there.
"We'll have TO get Jerry Tieer TO
break il down." | said wildly.
Suppose we first find out whether
it's locked or not" Lillian suggested
practically. and adroitly putting her
self between me and the door, she
turned the knob. ,.. To-.
1T isn't locked" she whispered. and
then pushed il open, and we were in
the room, our curious. fearful eyes
scratching in every corner OF it.
But we soon determined that
ka,ie's bedroom and sitting room
were as empty as the kitchen had
been. We looked at each other in
amazcment, which on my part at
least was mingled with terror. Had
she wandered away to end her un-
ppiness-or-
] moved toward the door with
some vague idea of going in search
OF her.
Look at this" Lillian said sud.
denly.
turned. 10 see her holding up a
pink envelope which recognized
as belonging to box OF fancy note
paper which Jim had bought Katie
the Christmas before, and which /
knew she highly priced. TO-.
ITS addressed to you, ] think
Lillian said, scrutinizing it in puz-
zled way. handing it to me.
"Mis Gram" evidently as near a,
Katie could get to the proper spelling
OF my name, was sIrawlcd in angu-
lar, childish characters upon the en-
velopc. l opened it, finding sheet
OF similar scrawlcd characters, which
Lillian and ] spent several minutes
in deciphering. When we had fin
isfcd the epistlc my eyes were wet,
and Lillian's face was full Of pity.
I cannot reproduce Katie's. spell
ing. No one who did not know her
could make sense Of it. But the let
ter in her characteristic phrascology
ran thus:
"My dear darling Miss Gram:
" lof you, all, SO hard. Please
forgive your poor Katie. | so sorry
TO leave you, go away this way, but
] no can stand it to stay by dis house
ven Jeem gone. Me and Jeem so
happy here. have SO much fon. / no
can live here if he gone.
"He write me sooch sorry letter, I
cry ME all night Und | not know
we're he go, But l know Wit | do. I
go me TO New York by my cousins
und ! get me work safe all my
money, den | go hunt for leem.
Maybe he believe me bimeby.
81 no like go like dis, sneak away
like yum tief. but eef stay till morn
ing, you talk SO nice by me no can
60. so | do eet dis way. l pack yot
things ! need first in bag, take with
me, walk to Bridgehampton for dot
first train. | leave other things in
suit case and trunk Some time VET
| write you we're, maybe you be so
kind und send dem to ME.
"You no forget. ! lofe you. Oh,
kiss dat baby boy for mel No let
him forget Katie who lofes heem so
mooch. Oh, | cry my eyes out for
you and heem!
"Good-by, \
From poor Katie, who lofes YOU