The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-06-25
REVELATIONS OF A WIFE

ADELE GARRISON


| injury. tt was so with me after Mrs.
| iHadley had taken her correct. Impec-
| cable way down our front walk and i'm
| to her waiting motor.
My encounter with her snsignifi-
cant though t had been. had i-ritated
me to a point where I forgot temper
arily the very real estrangement be-
tween Dicky and me. I found myself
waiting impatinetly for him to coma
home that might tell him Of the in
cident. I wonder If all wives feel as
do about sharing experiences with
their husbands? More than half the
pleasure Of new book a play or an
outing is gone If Dicky isn't with me.
And I'm never comfortable when any
odd happening breaks up the day until
have shared it with my husband and
have received his rainery or sympathy
as the case may demand.
That is the one great drawback to
my secret work, the fact that I fan-
not tell my. husband about It. But
since I have been at home again I
have thied to put out Of my mind
altogether that phase of it. Thinking
Of it always brings up speculation as
| to the reasons why Lillian insists that
Dicky be barred from all knowledge %
my work. and that avenue Of thought
is a dark, pu7zIing thoroughfare for
me.
p. The Home Coming
DiclSy was late in coming home from
| Mineola,- where he was engaged in
| making the Illustrations for an avia-
| ton serial a commission lie had re-
| Gently received. He greeted me with
| the almost formal courtesy which had
| prevailed his manner ever since our
| stormy interview by the brook, but
| noticed something else about him, an
| air of suppressed excitement, as II
| something momentous had happened Ia
/ him.
| kenw better however. than 20 ask
| him any questions. His moods are
! variable, lately and have learned 20
/ be wary Of them. So simply answer
| ed his Hello, Madge"-which no
| managed to invest with as mucn for
/ mality as II his actual words, had
| been Good evening, Mrs. Graham
with a careless. friendly Hello, DiclSy'
and added as he mounted the stairs
70 his room:
Dinner will be ready In 20 minutes,
on the veranda."
There's a large, square veranda at
the rear OF our library in the old house
we have bought which we had screen
ed as soon as the first hint of spring
came. It overlooks the garden, at the
foot Of which is the little lake border
ed by trees, the most attractive fea-
ture of our grounds.
Both Dicky and I delight IN having
our meals served out of doors, but the
spring mornings and evenings have
been a bit too chilly for comfort here
tofore. The afternoon had been espec-
tally warm, however, and when I in
structed Katie to serve dinner on the
breeze swept veranda was sure that
Dicky's pleasure after his journey
from Mineola would equal my own.
The Shadow Falls
placed the table and his chair in
such a position that his eyes would
rest most easily on the lake with the
trees surrounding ii, a veritable Corot
in its soft spring coloring. As he came
out on the veranda, fresh from his
bath, and looking unusually hand
some, he stopped abruptly and gazed
a long minute at the exquisite blend
ing of ripping water with the shad-
ows Of the bending trees upon its
banks
by Jove!" he exclaimed at last
drawing out my chair for me with the
courtly grace which he knows so well
how to use. This is distinctly worth
while 1 never realized before how
pretty and restful 1t is back here. But
where is our dear Cousin Agatha?"
Whether from the softening influ-
ence Of the spring landscape spread
out before him, with its never-failing
appeal to his artist soul, or from some
other reason, he was more like him.
self that he had been for q long time.
fastened to answer his inquiry.
waiting prayerfuIly in her room
for US to develop pneumonia because
we have dared to have dinner out Of
DOORS" I smiled, trying TO match my
voice TO his spirit of raillery.
I'm to infer then that my hns-
woman won't shed the light Of her
.countenance upon us at meal time
when we eat out here
you're eminently correct" ! an
swered. 4 hope you'H be able to bear
up when ] tell you that I have in
structed Katie to serve all our meals
out here"
praise be to Allah" he CALCULATED
devoutly, and then with return to
his old, delightful manner, Well
what's been doing today?'
I try never to bore Dicky BY Eelat-
ing the petty details with which 80
many women garnish the meals OF
their husbands. But he has a keen
sense Of the ridiculous. and often there
are incidents of the days routine, es-
uecfaIIy of Katie's furnishing, which
afford him a hearty laugh. Fortunate
" Katie had been in especially gosd
form, and he appeared highly amused.
Then 1 related at length my exper-
ienee with the enobbish Mrs. Hadley.
But as I talked felt indefinably as if
the curtain which had separated US
for so many days was again slowly
between US.
There was neither sympathy nor
ann1.aarnart To nv Ellshandla face as