The Bozeman courier., 1927-10-21
published by special arrangement with The
Chicago Tribune Syndicate)
IN TWO PARTs-PART TWO
THE STORY so FAR

IN IWO EAhIS-tAhI IWO
THE STORY so FAR
The three who hold the highest place in
Helen Ross life are her husband, John, her
small son, and her old friend of Schooldays,
Anne Ward. Anne had been Helen's room
mate and chum all through four years Of
callege, but had never visited Helen and
John since their marriage. Now she is at
the Ross home. Helen has been working in
the garden and thinking how pleasant it is
to have Anne visiting in her home, when
she discovers Anne making love to John in
the library. Helen does not make known
her discovery but goes to her room and lays
plans for a campaign to thwart Anne. She
suggests that John and Anne go on fishing
trip while she is in town at the dentists.
And now the story
Helen's experience in the dentists
chair was not agreeable, but she hardly
felt the probe and drill. She lunched at
her club, did some shopping in the after
noon, and reach home with only enough
margin Of time to look in on Junior for
half an hour before she dressed. She
was not surprised to hear John moving
about his room when she returned to
her own and before she had been there
five minutes the connecting door was
flung open and her husband strobe in
wearing between his eyes the deep groove
of his depressed moods. His face was
the other, but his errand was so urgent
that he ignored this detail.
Have you got any Jamaica ginger ol
anything Of that sort?" he asked Helen
"Of course. Are you fll?"
Certainly not. It's for Anne-AIis'
Ward. Her feet got wet, naturally, anc
the bottom of her skirt, too, and she
thinks she's got a chill"
''I'll mix a dose for her." Helen prom.
ised.
AS if the expression of this need haC
removed his sense Of urgency John sa
down astride a chair a damp towel il
his hands, and, resting his arms on thC
back Of the chair, gloomily surveyed hi
wife.
"She seems half dead" he went on, IL
tones partly puzzled, partly irritated
''She evidently isn't used to fishing. II
fact, she said she'd never gone FISHING
beforehand that she'd never go again,
he added ruefully. I'm afraid I wa
rather hard on her, but of course
didn't realize how soft she was. Bette
send her dinner upstairs and let he
rest" he ended urgently Helen's lip
twitched. 1t was so obvious that h
wished to avoid an immediate encoun
ter with his exhausted companion.
'If she wants to rest she can, o
course" Helen casually remarked. "I'l
go and See."
A44llG QlO WdIlG 10 IGSJ. one Was nuO
died in an easy chair, half undressec
and looking very much as If she ha
been dipped into dirt pool and hun
up in the rain to dry.
Good heavens, you must get of thos
wet things and get into bed," Helen eX
claimed with real contrition. ''Meanwhil
drink this"
| seemed almost too tired to raise it, an
her teeth chartered against the rim {
the glass as she drank.
THAT man must have walked me eigt
miles," she contributed in a fiat tor
utterly unlike her usual crisp accent
mot to speak of dropping me into tn
stream few times when he was SUP
stones and logs"
Hes used to women who are used I
fishing" Helen explained as she took O
the wet garments, found a nightgOw
and dispassionately helped Anne int
bed. Keep quiet now, and perhaps yo
can drop of for half an hour before dill
"I've dropped Off enough times tx
day to have formed the habit" Anne az
mitted, slightly cheered by her presel
warmth and comfort.
/ III send your dinner up at seve
Perhaps you'll feel like dressing ar
coming down about nine
ouL A41uG QlOu u OIlG SIdyGO III D6
while at the table, and later in the liViI
room, Ross monologued about the da
He admitted that he hadn't caught
trout
"And the brook was full of EN-" ]
said regretfully. "It was just the rig
kind of a day, too, as you said. b
Anne frightened 'em all away. 81
simply couldn't seem to remember tn
one has to be quiet. However" he add
tolerantly, cheered by his dinner and
wife's serene companionship, lone cal
expect everything. I suppose Anne's t
home type Of wOman-the minister,
angel, and all that" he ended though
fully.
1t was an unfortunate remark, for
recurred to his wife's memory the ne
morning when John admitted that o
of his sick headaches was coming on.
'I guess it was the hot sun yesterd;
: and the nervous strain" he private
confessed to Helen. Anyway, it's goi
, to be a regular rip snorter. I'll have
stay home and be coddled.'
Then Anne will have to coddle "
4 poor boy" Helen told him in regret1
tones. I've got to go back to the de
= tist today. He put in big wedge "
= terday morning, and tWenty-four hoI
: is the limit. Besides, there's more VIC
S to do, and I've two dress fittings in t
: afternoon. However, Anne will look af
you. 1t will give her a chance to sh
: you how perfect ministering angel s
t. is" Helen could not help adding.
: John griGned, looking -consciC
but resigned, and his wife's consciel
y assailed her. Johns headaches were VI
ii real things-agonizing things, as. the {
If wore on, and already his eyes show
/ that this was to be one of his worst
> tacks. At such times Helen had
c ways established him on the big div
y in the living room with herself anc
= great bowl Of cracked ice and soft tow
J. beside him. Cold water congresses W
all that helped, and the ice had to
=, constantly changed. Something t
1T Helen that it would not be constan
- changed today, and again consoles
pricked her. But she gave John a r
= Whor Yov, ToAoL I'll