Great Falls tribune. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1921-current, 1922-01-20
MY MARRIAGE
U1 PROBLEMS
Adele Garrison's
New Phase off,.
REVELATIONS
OF A WIFE
THE WELCOME MADGE FOUND
IN HER LIVING ROOM

keeping Dicky out of the way of our
nocturnal excursion with Katie, !
threw out my hands with a gesture
that confided to her my august mother
in-law, body and soul.
you, by all means'' said cmphat-
ically. You know that by the time
Mother Graham gets through stirring
up things to make room for US tonight,
she'll be fit to be tied. And she'll hold
me directly responsible. l feel 1T in
my bones, couldn't impress her with
even the idea Of foiling plot to blow
up the Panama canal. If you can get
her attention and divert her mind from
me you'll not only be accomplishing
your own purpose, but saving my life
and reason
There's a soupcon of sense in your
rawlings" Lillian restorted inalicnusly.
''All right, I'll tackle her, as well as
jim. Katie said we'd start out at ten
o'clock, didn't she Wed letter be
ready at half after nine, to be on the
safe side. Wear that long, lark cloak
of yours-the one that covers you com
pletely-and tie dark veil around
your head. We want to be able to
merge with the landscape whenever we
wish to. And, my dear, if that mar
vellous memory of yours needs any
five finger exercises-or whatever you
give it to keep it flexible, be sure ;,
practice your triIls tonight before We
60"
"I'II Oil Every joint
Il couldn't help an inquicing glance
at her.
yes" she said, answering my look
with a smile. Il sure need to have that
memory of yours in working "-.ier to-
night. | want you to rnemorize every
syllable you hear, as well as the in
Elections Of the person speaking, the
person spoken to and even the person
spoken Of. if necessary"
Her voice was so emphatic. her face
so expressive of something out of-the
ordinary in hand. that again there
swept through me an apprehensive lit
tie thrill as to the outcome of this sec
ret night excursion which Lillian APP
peared to consider SO momentous. But
1t was no part of mine to quail or to
question, and l answered her prom .Iy.
even merrily.
I'm oil every joint" promised,
land there shall be no creaking''
II know that" she said warmly
"And now, let's essay an entrance into
the castle. DO you suppose Mother
Graham will throw us into the moat?'
She drew me toward the door as She
spoke. and / closed it after us before
| answered in the same tone.
Il can feel myself dangling from the
yard-arm this minute
But when we entered the house
Mother Graham was nowhere to be
seen, and ! gasped in dismay at the
picture my living room presented. An
antique sofa which I highly priced, was
overturned in the middle of the floor,
and sprawled full length on the floor
beside it was a thin. angular little girl,
who would be beauty some day, but
whose sole claim to pulchritude lay in
pair Of big brown eyes set in a sallow
face with an elfin expression. She was
clinging to one leg of the sofa. and
screaming at the top Of her voice
Save me! Save ME. I'm drown
ingr'
A CLEAN of Wrath
Perched upon the sofa were three
boys, two larger and one smaller than
the girl. The two cider boys were
casting supposed ife-ropes into the
imaginary sea surrounding their sofa
ship. and in the makeup of the ropes
was sure | recognized my best guest
towels knotted out Of all shape The
youngest boy was staring at his sister
with frightened face, which changed
into wild terror when the small girl
evidently carried away with her own
histrionic ability, began to moan real
istically:
III can't hold out any longer. Don't
try any more. Good-by. Tell mother
/ lover her. Ah-h-h.'
She let her hand slip from the leg of
the sofa, slumped face downward upon
the rug, and the small boy set up such
shrek of terror that his mother.
reading by the window. and who either
had not seen us at the door or had
pretended ignorance of our arrival
looked up, rose from her chair, and
crossed to the sofa. Not ripple Of
she lifted the small boy from his perch
and bore him back to her chair.
Everything is all right, Roderick."
she said in the even, sugary voice,
which by a libel upon intelligent teach
ers is often dubbed school ma amy"
The little boy clung to her. sobbing
and shaking, but she did not soothe or
pet him in the way the child sorely
needed. Instead she held him firmly
away from her, where she could look
into his face and repeated her asser-
ton.
but Mary's deaded-drowned. the
child burst out pitifully.
MARY is only playing a part the
mother went on. You know. Rod
erick. You must train yourself to be
calm"
Mary, at this encouragement, felt it
incumbent upon her to attempt an
other bit Of realism, and she began to
gurgle and choke and kick as if the
waves were indeed passing over her
head.
Roderick gave another piercing
scream, and whatever calming of the
storm my sister-in-law meant to dem
onstrate was thwarted by the appear
ance of Mother Graham in the door
way beside Lillian and me.
And there was q CLEAN of wrath in
Mother Graham's eye, which l saw
with gIee was not for me.