New Britain herald., 1922-05-27
Why Lillian Found New Reason For Faith in Her Lucky Star"

mounted the stairs 10 Dicky's room with a queer little n1isgivine tagging at my heart, something which was neither pique, loneliness nor dis appointment, but which held elements If all three emotions,
 II Lillian's interpretation to his tele gram were true-and I had no idea of douhting it. for she knew SO much more than I Of the artistic world in which Dicky worked-then he was going into an atmosphere of beauty, luxury and earefree Gayety, in which l had no part, indeed, which l never had seen.
 For knew Of Atkins, Dicky's prospective host, according 10 Lil- lian's guess, the man who had made such success in writing fiction with It's hy-proiuets of drama and cinema productions, that he was able to n- dulge hls 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 purchased in the first flush of his success, fairyland of luxury as well as sportsman 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 plted, 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 caprici- ous Atkins selected to illustrate the novel was always one Of the guests al these celebrations. and that the flaw ored 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 he sure that was what he meant, It would have taken but a half dozen more words I thought resentfully. for Dlcky to have told me his destination. and, old and tried a friend as Lillian is, l could not help a ittl feeling of pique that I should be compelled to learn my hus- bands wherea bouts from her.
 Have written" he had said in the  that meant-only that he intended to write I might not hear from him gain until on the eve of his departure from Atkins camp. he would send me 6 renorseful wire or special delivery letter.
 With Lillian's assistance l dragged Dicky's pet trunk. a modish looking affair, from the corner of his room to the center, opened it. and stared aghast al the heterogeneous collection of sketches and magazines which filled 1t.
 X Problem Solved.
 This must be his junk overflow" Lillian commented practically I'll warrant you that vou'li ind the real ly important things in his files all correctly arranged Here Wait a minute till I get you a sheet That will be the best way, don't you thing to cover the bed completely? That's where well have to dump this If we don't want to break our necks after ward in picking things up"
 "I'll get the sheet" I said, moving rapidly toward the linen closet l knew that for the next few seconds I 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, accom- plished women whom Dicky would meet at this house party, and there was tiny poignant pang of jealousy in my heart which I was afraid Lil- lian would suspect.
 pushed the unworthy feeling down with grim determination as I selected an old sheet, hurried back with it to Dicky's room and spread it one the bed.
 That's the ticket v Lillian already had her arms full of sketches. de- posted them on the bed and hurried back for more. I worked with her and in few minutes the trunk was emptied, dusted and lined with fresh sheets of white paper, 2 supply of which l always keep on hand.
 You are the daintiest housewife Madge" Lillian commented, as on my knees I fussily smoothed the corners of the sheets. T love white paper Things. but I always forget to buy them unless I have regular Aunt Dinah's clearing out"
 Yes, I've noticed how careless you