Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1922-09-06
The Wife Who Wouldn't
Settle Down!
Sequel to Brides Will Be Brides"
By Lucille Yam Slyke.
Sequel to ''Brides Will Be Brides. y
By Lucille Yam Slyke.

, RAMS fathers lifelong friend: had
been John Lindsays employer for
three years; was enormously wealthy
the car was old and battered; and
Johns attitude seemed to the i'm
pulsive Merriam just plain "mulisil. =
She loved her John dearly most of
the time, but when the moments that
she hated him came she hated him
even more intensely than she loved
him.
So on this hot July night. as she
let the old car rattle along the high
way, she let her thoughts race more
| recklessly tnan she let the car.
"Oh, Oh! Oh! He's sacn stub
born. stone-wallish donkey! Ricky
and Dicky and | will never have any
thing in this world He pokes along
at his job sos he can't earn nluch.
and he won't let my dear. darling,
generous daddy give us anything,
and he treats Uncle Thorne abomin-
ably when Uncle Thorne tries to do
something nice for US, and anyway, l
did win this car on a perfectly good
bet. And I'm sick of cleaning floors,
and being a gringy, Stingy, poor-foli
kind of person! III it wasn't for
Ricky and Dicky I'd never go back
oh. oh, probably some day I'll have
| to take Rtcky and Dicky and go home
| to my dad. and then everybody Will
know what a miserable failure my
| marriage has BEEN.
Tears of self-pity streamed Her
| anger was disSolVing into maudliu,
| illogical lamentation. But this was
after she had driven miles and miles
beyond the beaten line of traffic and
! was spinning along narrow road
| that led to a somewhat shabby little
! pleasure park located on a wee point
| below Il small town.
| Without needing the posted sign at
i all she turned into a street plainly
! Il -.
| only" And presently she found her
| self arguing hotiy with an over
! officious traffic policeman whose mo-
| tor cycle had chugged up behind her
very Importantly, who could scarcely
| be blamed for not understanding that
She was not angry at him. but angry
at herself and her husband and life
generally.
| All her pent-up rage against hui
F., mainly vented itself in "a suffering,
feminine. But | tell you l didn't
see your silly old sign
J The ofticious one took the number
! of her car and he demanded her
/ drivers license.
| \ wave of humiliation swept over
her chagrined little self. In the ex-
/ citem"nt of the cars arrival she had
| blisstully forgotten that she hadn't
! possessed such a thing as d driver S
t license for over five years.
Sne SldiiWeFeu. she biuSneu, she
! evaded. And she meekly pocketed a
| summons TO appear in the local po-
! lice court the following morning
; with as brave a show of nonchalance
| as she could master.
| And then she tried to start the car.
| 1t was old. 1t hadn't been driven for
! Il year. And she hadn't been driving
cars for five years. The starter
/ stuck. And Merriam kicked at the
starter.
And down in the depths of its
cranky, rheumatic old inards that ma :
| licious car kicked back and neatly
! snapped its steering gear clean
| through
! The policeman had clattered away.
/ There wasn't soul in sight. And
! nothing between her and Spain save
| a sign reading "Oneway traffic only
| Copyright, 1927
= Continued in tomorrow's Starr