New Britain herald., 1922-04-29
The News That Came From
 nr. Petit.

"The biz oak on the winding road {" l repeated mechanically after Lillian And, indeed, l felt as if ] were an automaton, and a rundown one Al that,
 My mother-in-la w's attack on whal she had termed my "firty foolish, ness followed by my self-arralgh- ment before the bar of my Puritan conscience. had Well-nlsht exhausted me mentally and physically, Therr was within me T distate of the work Lillian was planning for me, repui- sion against the part 1 was to play, II was role that Tn my normal mo- nents would have filled me with aa- venturous joy, but the 2cst Of li'ina and working seemed to have departed from me
 With her ususl tact, Lillian ga V this and managed the ensuing conversation 20 that l was able 10 escape any part Of 1t. And then young Mir, Chester took his departure, leaving Lillian and me facing each other on the garden bench. My friend eyed me keenly
 Lillian's Prescription.
 
 said, tightly. Find the most absorb ing novel you can---a rattlng detec- tive story by preterenee--go 10 your room. get into something loose anG read yourself to sleep I'll stand guard to see that nothing happens to cheeld or home while you are of watch. also I'll keep any rayenine wolves of mothers-in-law from coming in and devouring you. Don't hesitate or hedge now. There's method in this. I'm selfish about 1t, l need you very much on your toes for the next few days, and just now you're about as prithee get thee to the mental gar age I'm recommending.
 I took her prescription although l had grave doubts about being able to sleep. And indeed it was hours be- fore l finally did close my eyes. l must have been more worn out than I thought, however, for when l next opened them it was the early dawn of another day. l had more than slept the clock around and I felt that as if I were new woman, ready with | equanimity to face any task Lillian might have for me.
 But to my surprise-I think lit- fle to Lillian's, also-there was no | need for either of us to do anything save loaf and invite our souls for sev- eral days. Dr. Petit reported that the man in the hospital was running temperature and that he would per- init no one to see him for several days. This news practically eliminated Smith as an element of worry, for if was his expected meeting with the wounded man which was the center of Lillians interest
 Al last :'
 We made the most of our respite, with a wonderfully restful and en- joyable camp in q little shack on Noyac bay, which we were able to of- tain through the Ticers. The owners of it had gone back to the city and for three days we--Lilian, Katie, | Marion, Junior and I-slept on hunks in it's screened interior at night, and | all day rested upon the sand, roamed the woods or rowed upon the placid waters.
 We had salved our consciences to-
 
 ward Mother Graham by leaving Mrs. Ticer's daughter, Celia, with her. Celia, who had been in service in Southampton during our stay with her mother, had already found favor in my mother-in-lav sight by her quiet, delft ways. and l rather suspected that Dicky's doughty parent was glad to get us all out of the house in order to have Celia rearrange things ac- cordng to Mother Ora hams own liking.
 We had one memorable day of fish ing when Mrs. Ticer, tightly corrected and seemingly impervious to fatigue and discomfort, rowed a heavy fishing boat to the beach in front Of our shack and invited us to go with her to spot in the bay where she as sured us the bottehsh and kingfsh were biting.
 Even Junior. wild with delight, held a line with haited hook over the side in the two hours that followed, and when, as l held tightly 10 his romper, he pulled up a small bottle- fish, Marions pride and joy were un- bounded.
 Your very first fish, darling :" she exclaimed, squeezing him ecstatically. "Oh, isn't II shame that Uncle