New Britain herald., 1925-04-14
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76y Beatrice Burton

hplINI NlibOAS oehNNs sAN" being a real wife to him .,., talk ing care of him. cooking his meals, alarming his socks, reading to him when he's tired? How about such things? Do you try to do thcm?" Certainly not" Gloria snapped. Her beautiful face was distorted with anger.
 Certainly not" she said again, T can't see where he makes life so terribly comfortable for me. Does he hire maid for me when l ask him to2 Not chance! Does he leave me the car to use day times? No, indeed He rolls down town in it himself every morning And l can walk And what makes me so sore Is that know he can afford to keep a cook and an extra automobile"
 "Yhat's where you're wrong said Mother Gregory. "Dick is just starting his career. Lawyers don't suddenly make a million like inven- tors or promoters, you know. Dick has a long, hard row to hoe [. and yoh must help him as l helped his father 30 years ago when DICK was just a baby"
 Mother Gregory smiled, her eyes full of memories,
 we had tiny house then" she said And I did every stroke Of work in it myself and took care of my baby besides"
 Her face became serious.
 By the way, my dear. have your babies early in your married life," she said. "The younger a mother is the more of a playmate she is for her children -. ."
 Suddenly Mother Gregory stopped
 In the tilted mirror above the windshield of the car, she could see Gloria's face. It was smiling scorn- fully.
 Pm scarcely married, and you're beginning to talk babies already" the girl said. "Is that all women are for to have babies?"
 If 1t isn't that. perhaps you'll tell me what they are for" sug- gested Dicks mother.
 "Oh, how do I know what women are for?" Gloria cried, But l sup pose they're on earth to live and be happy like anyone else"
 "And to drink hard liquor, to smoke cigarets until they're dopey, and to play bridge for money until they have faces like misers!" Moth CT Gregory's voice was deep with disgust. "Oh, you women who are growing up who can't boil a decent pot of coffee, but can shake up any kind of cocktail that's ever been invented! You girls who haven't strength enough to put the buttons in your husbands shirt sleeves, but have pep enough to strut and shimmie half the night at some tough party or other! What earthly good are any of you? Now, Glory, I want you to think l things over ."
 will you please stop this car and let me out?" Gloria Interrupted i've stood all the insults l can stand"
 Silently Mrs. Gregory stopped the car. Gloria got out, and her moth er-in-law drove on.
 Gloria turned toward home, kick ing the walks as she went.
 By the time she reached home she was thoroughly out Of temper
 Dicks roadster stood in the driveway.
 There was a fire burning in the living-room grate. And before it stretched out on the davenport asleep, lay Dick.
 Gloria tiptoed into the room and stood looking down at him. Hi face was flushed, and he breathet quickly. Suddenly he opened hi' eyes.
 Glory" he said. And his voice was like that of sick child who wants his mother.
 "What's happened to you?' Gloria asked.
 Nothing" Dick answered. "Iv' had nasty little cold for days. ant it seems to have slipped up behind me, all of a sudden. Haven't go any lemons in the house, have we?'
 T guess so." Gloria went out into the kitchen. Maggie was there tearfully peeling onions. Maggie" her mistress said "have we any lemons? Mir. GreGor! wants one for his cold"
 Its 0 hot lemonade he wants, Maggie said. "As I've been telling . him for the last hour. But nothing would he take till yourself cam' home. I'll make it, and then wei