Great Falls tribune. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1921-current, 1922-05-27
MY MARRIAGE
Adele Carrison's
New Phase off,.
REVELATIONS
OF WIFE
WHY LILLIAN FOUND A NEW
REASON FOR FAITH IN HER
LUCKY STAR"

/ mounted the stairs to Dicky's roon
with a queer little misgiving tuggin,
at my heart, something which wa:
neither piQue, loneliness nor disap.
pointment, but which held elements Of
all three emotions.
If LilIian's Interpretation of his
telegram were true-and / had no idea
of doubling it, for she knew so much
more than / of the artistic world in
which Dicky worked-then he was
going into an atmosphere of beauty
luxury and carefree gayety. in which
had no part, indeed, which l never
had seen
For I knew Of Atkins. Dicky's pros
pective host, according to Lillian's
guess, the man who had made such a
success in writing fiction with its by
products of drama and cinema produc-
tons, that he was able to indulge his
tastes to the limit in any direction he
chose. A man of gentle breeding, wide
culture, and possessed Of restless
energy, he had made of the camp in
the Adirondacks which he had pur-
chased in the first flush of his sue
cess, a fairyland of luxury as well as
a sportsman's paradise.
Madge Begins TO Pack
Here in solitude he wrote the novels
which enabled him to live the life he
loved. Here, when one novel was COM
pleted. he invited his cronies and cele-
brated splendidly. I had heard Dicky
speak, with as near envy as his sunny,
generous nature ever displayed, of the
fact that whichever artist the capri
ciOus Atkins selected to illustrate the
move was always one Of the guests at
these celebrations, and that the
favored one might almost name his
own price with the publishers, for
Atkins selection was law.
And now Dicky was to draw the
prize. True, he had not said SO, but
Lillian appeared to be sure that was
what he meant. 1t would have taken
but a half-dozen more words | thought
resentfully, for Dicky to have told me
his destination and. old and tried a
friend as Lillian is, l could not help a
little feeling Of pique that l should be
compelled to learn my husbands
whereabouts from her.
"Have written" he had said in the
telegram, but ! very well knew what
that meant-only that he intended to
write. / might not hear from him
again until on the eve of his departure
from Atkins's camp, he would send me
a remorseful or special delivery letter.
With Lillian's assistance l dragged
Dicky's pet trunk, a modish looking
affair, from the corne of his o to
the center. opened it, and stared
aghast at the heterogeneous collection
of sketches and magazines which
filled it.
A Problem Solved
This must be his junk overflow
Lillian commented practically. III
warrant you that you'll find the really
important things in his files. all cor
rectly arranged. Here. Wait a min
ute till / get you a sheet. That will be
the bed completely? That's where we'll
have to dump this if we don't want to
break our necks afterward in picking
things up"
I'm get the sheet ] said, moving
rapidly toward the linen closet. | knew
that for the next few seconds | did
not wish to discuss this trip of Dicky's,
even with Lillian. A swift illogical
vision had come to me of the charming,
beautifully -gowned, accomplished wom-
whom Dicky would meet at this
house party. and there was q tiny poig-
pang OF jealousy in my heart
which l was afraid Lillian would sus-
pect.
l pushed the unworthy feeling down
with grim determination as | selected
old sheet, hurried back with it to
DickyS room and spread it on the bed.
That's the ticket Lillian already
had her arms full of sketches. deposited
them on the bed and hurried back for
more. ] worked with her. and in a few
minutes the trunk was emptied, busted
and lined with fresh sheets of white
paper, a supply Of which ! always keep
hand.
"You are the daintiest housewife,
Aladge,' Lillian commented. as on my
knees | fussily smoothed the corners of
the sheets. Il love white paper Innings.
but l always forget to buy them unless
| have a regular Aunt Dinah's 'clar-
ing out
/ scoffed. Now. let me think. !
guess I'll gather all the shoes together
You want each wrapped, ! suppose"
Lillian returned. Just toss me some
that paper, and I'll wrap as you Sc
ect them"
We worked rapidly through shoes.
md a number of other articles before
the spoke again.
do you know she said. "Ill never
lisbelieve again in my lucky STAR"
How is that asked mechanically.
Why. / was figuring my brain away
N the problem of having Allen Drake
n the same house with your husband
an explosion of some kind. and
Iere this flight of the Dickybird's solves
he whole problem
Next-How Lillian gave Madge a
imeiy tip.