Great Falls tribune. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1921-current, 1922-05-11
MY MARRIAGE
Adele Garrison's
New Phase Off,.
REVELATIONS
OF WIFE
HOW MOTHER GRAHAM TOOK
IT OUT" ON MADGE.

pathetic.
Mother Graham's tone and mannel
were as naughty and majestic as if sh'
were clad in a silken gown and sur
veying the universe through her lorg
nette. But it is hard to be ~convincingl!
dignified in a flannel nightgown ant
red yarn slippers, with two wisps O
gray hair braided down ones back
and / would have found it hard to con
troll my fisibles had it not been fol
the contrasting picture at Juniors crib
Marion, slender, exquisite, in hel
dainty pink pajamas, with her golden
glinted hair ruffled in her sleep, but
with wide, terrified eyes staring from
her white face, was holding Junior
tightly in her arms, and had effectually
| quieteds his yells. which had been half.
angry, half frightened. But the little
girl was shivering with fright as vel
as cold. and ] crossed quickly to her
ignoring for the moment my mother
in-law's TRADE, which ! knew from ex'
p~erience had but just begun, and would
gain in volume and strength as 1T con-
tinued.
"Mother?" The child's white lips
framed the question tensely.
Mother is all right. She will be
here in a minute, DEAR" / said softly.
Then, in a louder tone, 1 repeated the
explanation Lillian had instructed me
to give concering our supposed alarm
at chicken thieves.
Lillian Interviews
Chicken thieves! Fiddlesticks.." my
mother-in-law CALCULATED scornfully.
Margaret, you never have fooled me
for an instant since you married Rich
ard"-her tone spoke of years of at
tempted deceit Upon my part-"and you
needn't think you are going to begin
now. You haven't any pistor'-I guilt
lily visioned my little revolver locked
in my trunk-"and you needn't tell me
that a n woman like Mrs. Under
wood is shooting out of the window
at chicken thieves. That's like the per-
formances of those animals across the
road. When they don't know anything
else to do. they shoot off a gun. You'll
have to think up a better story than
that. But that isn't what | want to
know from you. How dare you turn
the key on me, locking me in my room
as though / were some spoiled child
How dare your"
She almost choked upon the words,
so angry was she, and / dallied. men
tally with the retort that she was but
a spoiled child. and that if l could
only add a spanking to the key-turnnig
it might have a salutary effect. Need
less to say, however, / did not utter
thought aloud. Indeed, to my great
relief l did not need make her any
answer, for Lillian came swiftly into
the room.
Dear Mother Graham she said
piacatingly,. 1T was not Margaret, it
was / who locked your door. And when
we are alone l can explain why
Her gaze swept the rest of us, my
self included, as though we were but
pawns in a game of which Mother
Graham was at the very least a
bishop. And the almost imperceptible
wink which she gave me in passing
nearly completed the havoc in my
laughter muscles which my mother-in-
laws appearance had begun.
Marion's Request
oh" My mother-in-law smoothed
her ruffled feathers down with start
ling quickness. Then she turned or me.
We'll. What are you waiting for?''
she demanded. Take that little girl
away and get her Gained down"
Go with Auntie Madge. sweet
heart" Lillian said softly to her small
daughter. and with a parting hug TO
Junior, Marion docilely followed me to
her mothers room.
Katie" | turned on my little maid
with assumed severity, for / lose no
opportunity to attempt the cure of her
ridiculous hysteria, but her woe-bepone
face made it difficult for me- TO be
stern.
Oh. | so shame myself. ! so shame
myself she walled. II act so foolish.
make all dot noise, get old womans
all crazy, so she talk SO bad by YOU.
Oh. go shoomp in bay. | so shame
myself"
Its all right this time. Katie"
said cheerily, IF you'll only remember
the next time. And all the trouble is
over now, SO / want you to be a good
girl, and lie down on your cot again.
Marion will jump into her mothers
bed, and l will lie down with her
until her mother calls me. We shall be
busy for a while, no doubt, and you
must not make any more disturbance,
no matter what you hear. Stay right
IN the room here and 60 to sleep"
'All right" Katie was as docile, as
calm, as though she had not lust
shaken off the throes of hysteria, and
she crawled into bed o%bediently.
stretched myself beside Marion, took
the shivering girl into my arms. tucked
he comforters about her and whisper
ed softly to her:
You are the bravest little girl
know, Marion. But you must get to
sleep now. That's the way you will
help your mother best. Would you like
TO sing you to sleep?"
will you think me a big babv?'
the little voice whispered, IF | ask
you to say the House That Jack Built
to me, the way you do to Junior?
Mother says it sometimes when ! have
a headache"
And so ] began the classic to whose
humming, lazy monotone so MANY
mothers have wooed sleep to restless
alling children. And / kept it up until
Marlons regular breathing showed
that she was asleep and her mother
bent over me, tender approval of nv
care struggling with the amusement
which | knew her interview with nv
doughty mother-in-law had left upon
her face.
Next-The Way Mother Graham
Made Her Appearance.
Bishop Burns Here
to Attend Nurses