Omaha daily bee., 1922-02-11
My Marriage
Problems
Alsls CAsrisss's Nsv rksss 81
Revelations of a Wife"
What Lillian and Madge Saw From
the Window.

.Msdge. are YOU awake
IilliaH's whisper reused me from
the doEe which | had guiltlly
snstehed under my mother.in.law's
very nose after Elizabeth and ! had
done Kitchen police" and had put
the downstairs rooms in the order
my esaeting mother-in.law de-
manded.
The tasks she set us really
amounted 10 a weekly house cleaning.
Tor Mother Graham-as always when
she gets chance 10 ave free hand
~ the housekeeping-appeared pos
sessed of a very devil Of energy and
iault'hnding, and she found fresh
evidences Of ka,ie's ianeied house
witely derelietions at every turn.
Her daughter, Elizabeth, did not
open her mouth in speech once dur
ing the entire morning. and ! guessed
that the outward plaeidity Of her
lace covered a sullen Crouch But
! was too tired and nervous 10 care
what her mental attitude might be,
and when ! finally escaped 10 the
upper floor. where Lillian had been
PLAYING the role OF ehamhermaid, ]
lung myself on my bed and fell
asleep almost instantly. When Lii
lisn spoke. i seemed to me that !
had dozed but second or two. and
my answer was almo-t inpatient.
Lillian Awakens Madge.
"only just gone to sleep" | an
Swered. "But come in.
"Only jus, slept an hour an hail.
she said. coming up 10 the bed and
smiling teasingly down at me, and |
hate to disturb you, but | think
Mother Graham is just about ready
for you again. She has becL engaged
in teaching Mrs. Tiocr how TO wash
tub silk blouses for the last hour or
so. And | fancy she secs that the
gifted Mrs. T. is about at the boiling
point. and intends TO give you and
Elizabeth another whirL | feel like
a pikcr TO escape all the Raging, but
as I'm neither relation nor hire
ling, ] suppose she considers me im-
munc.'
what are the children doingf"
asked, yawning lazily.
That's what I'm here for" she re-
turned. II don't want you to miss it,
so come into my room, to the win
dow, before Mother Graham gets
hold OF you"
scurricd into the room assigned
Lillian, one window OF which gives
view of the front lawn.
Don't let them catch you looking
at them,' she admonishcd. you
know what self-conscious beings |
children are"
We posted ourselves accordingly, |
one on either side OF the window and |
pcered out from the curtain upon
the tempestuous gathering below.
Il feel exactly like Rebecca report
ing to Ivanhoe." Lillian chucklcd. |
Look at thatv'
"What Can You Do?' |
THAT" was evidently parade"
headed by Jerry Ticer, sheepishly |
grinning, but evidently enjoying him
self hugely. With an automobile |
blanket draped about him. a big |
towel wound around his head, and
whip in his hand, he led an old
cavalry horse--Jerry's one great pos
session and especial pride--in and
out imaginary streets. Clinging tight
" to the horses manc was Roderick,
Mrs. Harrison's youngest. an ador-
able but palpably uneasy little tigure
in blue rompers. ....
His two brothers marched next, at
tired in various brilliantly colored ar
.ticIcs, among which | recognized
with dismay one of my pet pieces OF
Chinese embroidery.
Marion brought UP rather 1gno-
minious rear, pulling refractory col
lie by rope. But her face was
shining with the joy of the dramatic
which is ingrained in her. and she
evidently had no thought as yet that
she was. in child parlance, being
put upon"
But Mary Harrison!
Solomon in all his glory! Lillian |
murmurcd, as Elizabeth's eldest
daughter flashed across the lawn on
a bicycle, and after riding up and
down at the side of the parade, sud
denly called: Haiti" and riding
more slowly, gradually lifted herself
until she was balanced skilfully. II
a bit unconventionally, upon the han
die-bars. She held the pose for a
second, then leaped to the ground,
curtsied low, and threw kisses right
and left with all the aplomb OF a
seasoned circus equestrienne.
She evidently had commandeered
with or without her mothers knowl-
edge, her very best dancing frock, a
striking thing of scarlet chiffon,
which ] privately thought much too
pronounced for child, but which
had to admit suited her dusky elm
face. A scarf of the same material
was bound tightly around her lore
head, with ends left floating in the
breeze, while her thin brown legs
were encased in scarlet silk half
hose and white leather pumps.
Around her neck was a necklace
of quantity hand-carven Oriental
beads of slumberous red, which |
recognized as one of her mothers
choicest possessions. and | wondered
if Elizabeth had carried her theories
OF developing the play spirit to the
extent Of allowing Mary to wear the
cherished ornament.
Now the performance is ready TO
Begin Mary announced in loud
tones. Marion, you go now and be
the audience"
''All right Marion responded
cheerfully. But when am | going
to perform
you're not going to perform"
Mary retorted decisively. What can
you do:"
Woman. 81. Sues for Deed