Great Falls tribune. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1921-current, 1922-11-28
My
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Adele Garrison's
New Phase Off,
REVELATIONS
OF A WIFE
THE REASON LILLIAN WAS
FORCED TO HAVE "THE GRACE
TO BLUSH"

TO BLUSH"
The closing of the front door brought
my angry pacing of the floor to a sud-
den stop. It heralded. | knew, the de-
%parture of the newspaper reporters. ana
/ knew also that in another minute,
Lillian. and in all probability. my moth
~er-in-law, would be rushing in upon me.
| guessed, would come with con-
ordinations, Mother Graham with
questions.
Luckily. had been too angry at
Dicky to weep because of the unpleas-
ant encounter to which his escapade
had subjected me, and had no trace
of tears to remove. But when | looked
at myself in the mirror. | saw that my
face was unduly flushed with anger.
toned the color down with a touch OF
rice powder and had schooled myself
to calmness by the time Lilllan.s I'M
petuous knock sounded on the door
you're the peacock's most lrldescent
feather" she declared as she rushed
into the room. with the complete aban-
donment to hoydenish enthusiasm IN
which she sometimes INDUCES herself.
THAT ill-conditioned cub will have
| something to remember for the rest or
his ewspap career il he lasts IN the
game, which I doubt, and you could
just see the admiration leaking out OF
the pores of the other two. You're all
to the chilli sauce. old dear. and it's
me. the little old veteran, that's telling
|yout'
Miss Cargill and Mr.. Rickett were
very considerate,' | said, flushing con
fusedly at her praise.
"She Was Well Coached"
They're good scouts, the real thing
in reporters she acquiesced carelessly,
"and they'll give you a square deal.
For that matter, so will the gifted
Mr.. H. Edouard Smythe. but from q
different motive. He will be actuated
solely by Il fear of what may happen
to him if he transgresses. and believe
me, he'll be a most circumspect youth
where your name is concerned. Zowie.
but / wish the Dicky-bird could have
been behind the curtains when you were
wiping up the floor with what was left
Of Young Smythe!"
Il don't" / retorted shortly.
Lillian shot a quick, keen glance Mt
me. her changed the subject abruptly.
What do you think of Katie's
sortie:" she demanded. ''NTill you ever
forget the way she upset young Smythe
and grabbed that torn photograph from
under his nose?'
II think she was exceptionally we'll
coached" | said meaningly, looking
squarely into her eyes, and she had the
grace to blush.
"She didn't need much coaching"
she replied deprecatingly. But you
should have seen her s~tuffing those
fragments of the photograph into the
kitchen stove, setting fire 10 them,
| ap1 gfan1ir0 ovlT than with fHn
poker until every vestige was con-
sumed. She was like a S~hakesper-
ian witch in her intentness. | ex-
pected to hear her intone Double.
double, toll and trouble with every
second, but instead she observed en-
phatically when she finally shut down
the stove lid:
Mother Graham Approves
Deere. | bet your boots no bunch
of soup greens get hold of you now
und makes troubles for my Meesis
Graham.
I laughed involuntarily at Lillian s
i%nimitable mimicry, her sobered as
there came the realization of Katie's
intense devotion to me and mine.
Katie is the real heroine of this
little episode" I said gratefully, and
from the doorway my mother-in-laW
SUOfteu FlolenLIy,
Don't let me hear you tell her
heads far too big for her hat now,
and | can see I'm going to have q
fine time bringing her down to earth
while YOU are gone
/ flashed all appealing glance at
Lillian. and received in return II OF
assurance that she would stand be
tween my temperamental maid and my
arrogant mother-in-law during my alb
sence. Luckily Mother Graham was
so assiduously consulting the gold
watch which she wears on a hook
fastened to her bodice that she die
not see our interchange of %glanccs.
We've got 10 minutes before that
ape says she'll have luncheon ready
she announced, "and ] want to hear
every last thing that happened while
those reporters were here"
"Ill have to tell you then" Lillian
returned, "for Madge is entirely too
modest. Sit down"
She pulled out a chair for her, and
ignoring both my protests and my
bushes, gave my husbands mother a
h~ighly-colored recital Of the interview
just completed. My mother-in-law
listened in silence. and I did % know
from her glowering face whether she
approved or ~disapproved. But when
Lillian had finished, she rose and
turned to me with ~grudging approval
in her eyes.
I didn't think you had it in you,
Margaret" she said. II really couldn't
have done better myself. Come down
to luncheon now
And leaving Lillian and me helpless
with laughter behind her, she STROBE
back to the kitchen to harry hap
less Waite concerning the proper sery-
ing of the luncheon.
NEXT: The hesitatinq word Of ad.