The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-11-22
MY MARRIAGE P R o B l. E M s Adele GDyison's Nev Phase 0f
 Revelations
 Of e Wife
The Result Of Modge's Search
 and What Katie Told Her. .

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 graph Of Claire Foster with its bizarre inscription to DicIy into her son waste-basket and that the basket was downstairs on the kitchen porch, I Seized her arm in a panic Hs great as that her face registered
 Quick!'' said tensely. ''rhere isn't a second to lose. We must get down rhere and get it out. Wen go down the stairs of the kitchen wing. so the reporters in the living room won't get glimpse of us''
 oio and feeble as sine is. she kept pace with me as we hurried through the hall to Katie's quarters. and then 5ovvr tho stairs to the kitchen. Katie was no where to be seen. fact my rnother-in- law noted with sniff.
 That ape ought to be seeing to her lunch" she said. t'She'n not have f. ready in time for your train. But. then. she's never on hand when she's needed Look It OverI''
 opened my lips to protest. but as saw that she had no intention of halt ing her course to hunt for Katie pru- dently closed them again. There was but one thought in my rnind-to find the photograph my rnother-in-law in her anger had thrown away.
 Here's the basket, just as I left It. my moth er-in-law said with a sigh of reliet as we reached the porch. ''T re- . member I tied up this bundle of old trash and put 1t on the top and it's right here still. The photograph is fur ther down In the waste basket. I sup pose we'd better take the basket into the kitchen. hadn't we. and keep 1t there until after those people arc gone 7''
 'Yes, we can look it over better in there" I said. picking up the basket. and going into the kitchen with 1t
 Look 1t over!'' she rejoined in an of tended tone. What do you nean7 Do you think I'm so senfle that I don't re- member, where I put the photograph"
 "Of course, you remember" I said placatingly. 'but 1t doesn't follow that some one may not have looked in the basket since.
 But the bundle of old trash fs just where I placed it," she protested. A Terrifying Fear.
 "%-ouIdn't 1t have been replaced in ex- ectly the same manner?" I asked. nak- Ing mental note to rescue the bundle which she had designated "old trash"
 I know DTOCEVlCleS f:ttls sketches and jottfng down ideas for hfs illustrations on the backs of old eri.-elopes old blotters, pieces of wrap 1ing paper-anything that happens to be handy. To almost any one they would appear trash indeed. but I early had learned to regard them with due -espect and never to destroy them. Rut # was a lesson his mother splendid. oid-fashioned housekeeper that she is- -oI1ld never learn, and 1t was always
 HNzI1- rom his mothers periodical attacks of ,ousecleaning fever.
 'I suppose it cou1d.' she answered --rudgingly. "Well! We might as well ct at it.
 nd laid 1t aside where I could get at f conveniently. Then we began to take re rest of the things from the basket. nd I saw that I must go over the con onts thoroughly before they were urned.
 q was sure it was right on this side.' " mother-in-Iaw said worriedly, as e delved deeper Into the basket
 Suppose we turn the contents out on 4e kitchen table" suggest ed.
 Wait till I get newspaper, she joined with housewifely caution. and
 obediently waited until she had ar .nged everything to her satisfaction. 'afore she had finished fussing with a1e paper Katie opened the door to the ack hall which had closed
 .I feex dot boonch of soup greens," he said. 'fI found heern walking down lfs hall. He say he want to see taxi river vun meenit. But bet he .hoost wanted to snoop around. und roIlow heern around shoost like lcetle nuppy till he see hees taxi driver und ret back safe by living room again. Und he no get any picture. All pictures are dere."
 which way was he walking in the hall when you found him. Katie?' I asked quietly, dumping out the remain ing contents of the sWaste-hasket and turning them over with feverish fingers. And then my mother-in-law and stared at each other with horror stricken eyes. For there was fra2- nent of Claire Fosters photosrzDA as hs seea.