The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-12-07
MY MARRIAGE P R o LE M Adele G@dson's Nerv Phase of
 ReUeLutiOns
 Of e Wife
The Astonishing Facts Harry UnderuUood Calmly D;s- closed to MadPe,
cosgrtshs 1923. by Nsvzp4p-r Peatzr. servace. Iaa

T7HAT'S right!" MT. Underwood ex-
 claimed suIlenIy. Laugh your darn
 fool head off when guys just handed you the sincerest spiel of his whole life! But that's a woman every time They're all aIike-not an ounce of appreciation or discernnent In the whole tribe Of 'enn.'
 He made the announcement with Inc air of man who had at least rivaued Einstein. And niorbIdly depressed as I was, could not resist another smile. which luckily MT. Underwood absorbed in his grievance. did not notice
 l could have retorted that his fam boyant speech and .suIktness when failed to appreciate 1t had proved 10 me again that men do not differ much in their mental and emotional pro cessesA But I wisely repressed 1t. In stead, I prepared to apologize for ny involuntary rudeness-
 A Kindly Apology.
 After aII-or was {e my wzri,x speaking ?-his voice and manner had been undoubtedly sincere. and like most other men recreant to their marriage y cherished the conviction that if he only had married the right woman he could have been the subject of any one of the tiIne-worn similies concerning truth.
 Please forgive me for laughing said softly ~I-I-really didn't mean to, but-someway-
 'The idea of me as a rnagnet-and- pole proposition sort Of upset yorl?,' MT. Underwood Queried with a reluct- ant grin Wen! I'll admit 1t is bit lUdicrous. considering my record. But don't you ever forget. Lady Fair, that with you-oh, whats the useI''
 He broke off disgnstedly. and then he hastened to add:
 You'd stand by and see me f,OfIa5 ir, oil if it would save the Dicky-bird from the pain Of having a feather or two pulled out I might as #cII cut out the maple syrup honey talk, though Ts the sfncereSt ever sp4eled. and get down to cases"
 His voice deepened strangely with +be last words. and his whole manner changed He was neither tho devil rnay-care ne'er-do-welI. nor the sen+F- mental pretty speechmaker when he Ssystery of whom had had a glimpse +~ two before.
 Madga Ia Terriie&.
 You think of course, that I'm q totally Irresponsible Jack-Fn-the-boy.' 'h. said with suspicion of bitterness, more than 8 hint of cold wrath in his voice And the Lord knows I've given you and everybody else reason to think SO Rj+ there's one subject upon which am absolutely straight goods and author ity-that is, tho danger of your run ming around the country alone. If the D1cky-bird didn't need killing for this loS+ ho'1 iH Ing after you better Believe me, little one, when I see him-as I'm going to make it my business to do in the next few hours-Im going to scare the sus- penders off him about you"
 Don't be absurd I said pettish'y, with lively fear of such a representa- ton to Dicky. and half-frightened curiosity as to his meaning. although indeed. I had a strong suspicion of what was going on Sn his brain. These aren't the middle ages. I'm in no dan ger.'
 you're not, eh?'' he retorted. Then he put his face close to mine, and sad significantly, You think I'm speaking wildly and without foundation. Listen to this, if you please"
 Swiftly. dramatically, he told me tbe whole story of Smiths sojourn in our vicinity, of his attempt upon my life, with Tom Chcster's interference, of his flight, and named his whereabouts in Canada He omitted only my trailing of Smith, and frors that I deduceG that he must have gained his information from Smith himself or from some ore near to him. And then he fairly raised tf,e ha;- OF my scalp witA t1e Added remark:
 And you tell Lii from me that if she tries any stunt with you such as she has with that pretty little nurse-Vghat's her name, Katherine Bicket?-senain,, her spang into the lions den with the door locked after her, I'll come down there and show her I'm her legal hus- band yet, with the right to an upper cut tWo.''
 ! looked at him in blank terror.
 How did you know about Rather tne?" I asked. .Eas-has-an nytntng happened to her?''