New Britain herald., 1930-01-02
Loves Reawakening The Story of Wife's Triumph Over Jealousy
 By ADELE GARRISON
Defense and His Mother Sees a Dignified Way Out of the Posi-

DefenSc ana HIS MOtncr Sees a
 Dignified Way Out of the Posi-
 tion She Created
 For second or two which seem- ed an hour the echo of my mother in-law's angry voice hovered over us. Then the answer to the breath- less question I had asked myself concerning Dicky's acquiescence in her attack on me came swiftly and decisively.
 "Mother.' he said firmly, "you may say whatever you please 10 ne end l will not resent it. But I can- not permit you to make the unjust criticism of Madge to which l have just listened. You know that this question of Juniors obediance Is not-"
 But his mother had seen a WAY out of a situation which was prov ing too much for her and I smiled to myself at the avidity with which she seized it and cloaked it und cr her genuine anger.
 Richard Graham" she said
 
 begins to tell me what he can and cannot permit me to do. it is time that he left my room and took his family with him. am too old a wO- man and too feeble to take. up the burden of disciplining my grandchil- dren even when the task is shirkn.l by those who should handle it. Kindly take Roderick with you also. No doubt Mrs. Bickett and your wife will devise some means Of pun 1shing these children if they do not let them off altogether"
 l saw distinct look of hope upon the faces of Junior and Rol- erlch at this juncture but l had 10 chance to dwell upon either face. My motherin law was standing mt jestically behind the two small boys, sesturing with outflung hands ex- actly as if she were "shooing" chick ems and as I caught Juniors hand in mine. Dicky appeared upon the other side and took Roderick Ill charge. We beat a nasty retreat in discreet silence and heard my moth- er-in-law lock and bolt her door after us with the maximum of noisy decision
 "Wow.' Dicky exclaimed, grim nlng amicably at me, and l saw that in our common disgrace he had lest his temporary rancor against me. With the memory of his defense of me against his mothers criticism warm against my heart 1 smiled back at him, knowing that my eyes reflected the tenderness in his. But with two pairs of eager ears listeE- Ing there was no choice for words other than those bearing upon the problem immediately before us.
 Now It's Up to Madge
 Whats the program" Dicky asked with a manner that told me the disciplinary proceedings were now strictly Up to me
 Will you take Roderick into your room for a few minutes?" 1 asked and added reassuringly as I saw the small boy tug away from his nncle's hand as if frightened: Give him something to read until I send for him."
 No talky-talky," Dicky said en- phatically. That's not my line"
 'I'n take care of that" I said. That's my forte, lecturing, you lnow."
 I was agha5t the moment I had said it, for I had not meant to make the reference to the ill-natur- ed gibe he had made but a few min utes before.
 "Oh Diclly, I didn't mean,' I faI- tered, and his eyebrows unlimited themselves and he laughed good nsturedly.
 It's a neat-and deserved-sti etto thrust, sweetheart" he said 1T vas beastly down there when you were setting William right. It's a job l should have funked terribly. All right. Rojerick. come or with your old uncle. Give me a ring V hen you want us, Madge."
 The Culprit Grows Worried
 nodded and with my small son by the hand crossed to the suite of rooms in which he under Kather- ines wise guardianship played and studied and slept Junior did not speak until I closed the door after us. Then he put a query in most subdued accents.
 What are you going to do with mo, Mother?''
 l did not answer immediately. for l have proved the essential value of silence and suspense in disciplining my small son. I pulled out a chair and seated him in it, gently but de- cisively, and then I pulled another opposite and seated myself. still without speaking. Junior gave a heavy sigh and asked again, this time plaintively:
 What are you going to do?"
 I looked at him speculativeiy for a second or two, then l answered | slowly:
 "I don't know, Junior. You see ] | don't know anything about this af- fair at all. 1 wasn't there when 1t | started. All I know is that I am l terribly ashamed to think that d thing like this should have hap pened between you and a guest of | ours. Suppose when Uncle Harry | comes your father should get into fight with him like that. What | would you think ?"
 Junior looked at mo unwinking!v, but I knew that he was revolving | the question in his mind
 T guess I'd think he'd gone | crazy" he admitted at last. and ] l drew a breath of relief, for when- ever l can bring my small son to ar acknowledgement of a wrong &C., tiOn my battle is won Rut tho De-.t |