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About The Omaha morning bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 1922-1927 | View Entire Issue (March 21, 1923)
My Marriage Problems Adele Garrison’s New Phase of “Rerelations of a Wife” The Vanishing Stunt the Chauffeur Achieved With Madge’s Car. The big man at the wheel of the limousine jumped down and came to the door of the tonneau. “Do you suppose anything has hap pened to him?” he asked, worriedly. “Perhaps I’d better go after him.” Tho yashmak-veiled woman shook her head decidedly, and I realized that whether or not she were Grace Drap er, as I so strongly suspected, at least she was the head of this expedition. The big man remained standing by the door of the car, and for several minutes we heard nothing mut the muffled beat of the throttled-down engine of the limousine. Kor that matter, we did not hear the chauf feur's approach until after he came into view, walking hurriedly, hut with a casual air, along the winding path into which he had driven my car. “Did You Turn Her Off?” “All set,” he said as he came up to the gray limousine. “Did you hear the crash, and was there anybody else around?” “Not that we saw." the big man re plied, answering the last question first. “Let's hope there wasn't any body we didn’t see, for it sure sounded like the Wall street explosion. What did you do with her?” “Gave her a shove into the finest hole you ever saw in your life,” the chauffeur replied. “Don’t know what it was originally, whether it's natural or somebody dug it there, but it's deep, and covered with vines and un derbrush. When I discovered it I tested it to see how near I could get to it. Then I drove her almost to the edge, got out and gave her a good push. She went down into the mud right side up as slick as you please. Then I fixed things up a bit where I drove her over from the path. I don't believe anybody that wasn't looking for her would ever notice anything there unless some kids go rubbering around, and that isn't likely.” “Did you turn her off before you gave her the last shove?” demanded the big man. “Say, what's eating you?” demand ed the chauffeur truculently. "D'ye ' think I just got out of the idiots’ home? I'd be. apt to leave her run ning with the danger of the thing _i__ catching fire, to say nothing of the noise she’d make. Yes, you big stiff, I shut her off, and here's the key to prove it. I thought maybe the young lady would like it as a souvenir.” A Welcome .Sound, He bowed half-tnockingly to me as he held out the key, but something about him impressed me vaguely with the idea that ho was the least dan gerous, the least vicious, of the three concerned in my capture. I filed the fact away in my memory for further reference, and held out my hand for the key with a smile which I tried to make both wistful and grateful. "Thank you so much," I murmured, and tucked the key into my purse. The yashmak-veiled woman leaned forward, touched the big man on the arm and pointed to the wood path, which plainly showed the traces of the entrance of the small ear in broken branches and tire marks into the road. The f>ig man nodded and spoke to the chauffeur. "Get the hatchet and the shovel and come over here. You'll keep watch?” His eyes interrogated the veiled wo man. She nodded her head impatiently, and the two men worked rapidly, chopping the broken branches cleanly and throwing every vestige of them into the woods. Then they smoothed out the tire tracks, took a last satis fied look around and came back to the car. "That's sure jake now,” the big man said, as he entered the tonneau and the chauffeur mounted to his seat. "Nobody can tell now where that car left the road. They’ll think some drlgible swung a hook on her and lifted her, lady and all, into the air. Step on her, George. AVe've got to make tracks.” The chauffeur threw in the clutch, and as the great car leaped forward he shouted back something of which I caught but the one word, “cops?” “Not a chance out here.” the big man returned. “You'll have to be care ful the other side of Patchogue, and we'll keep an eye out through the villages, but out here the sky's the limit. It's a milllon-to-one chance of our meeting one. Send her along.” And "send her along” George did. while I gripped .my hands beneath my ! coat and prayed that the million-to one chance would happen. And when, after some 20 miles had been put be tween us and the spot of my capture. I heard the familiar put put of n , motorcycle I had to fight the scream of relief which pressed against my lips. Problems That Perplex By BEATRICE FAIRFAX Tragic Mistake. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a lonely and disappointed woman of 35 and coming to you for advice. At one time I was seemingly happy and con tented. I had married a man 10 years my senior and thought I loved him. AVe lived together for seven years, two children being born to us. I thought in the later part of my married life that he hjd tired of me, that he neglected me, even for other women, but now I am not sure that he did these things; he was abrupt and cross to me, and I felt he had ceased to love me. but now 1 almost know that this was done thought lessly and maybe on account of busi ness worries and sickness. He had a few bad habits which I did not try to correct very hard, but I did blame him for everything; in short, I work ed myself into a very miserable state of mind and felt he was too old for mo and tl*it I should leave him. About this time I met the other man; he was very considerate of me, he sympathized with me, was nearer to my own age and was very kind and lovable; told me that iny hus band did not appreciate me, wishing that he had some one like me to work for and advised me to leave him. I became deeply infatuated with the other man and left my home and chil dren for him. My husband was heartbroken and begged me to come hack, even if only to mother his children, promising everything possible and some things that seemed impossible, but I could nor would not listen. He trusted me. never thought once that there was some one else, and Anally agreed to give me the divorce if it would make me happy. Of course I saw the other man and. Anally, my husband discov ered my duplicity, and his entire atti tude changed; he fought my divorce, saying he did it for the sake of his children. He won the divorce and I married the other man. My Arst hus band even begged me to come back after he discovered the truth, but I seemed to be mesmerized. It did not take me long to And out my mistake, found that this second By THORTON \V. Bl RGESS. Farmer Brown's Bo.v Make* Nome Queer Finds. Patient watching is the key That unlocks every mystery. —Farmer Brown's Boy. It was the morning of the third day after he had brought home the husband was a bad man, that he had been married and divorced three times. He did neglect me, even beat me, con stantly threw everything mean up to me; h<j told me amongst other things that a mother who would willingly give up children was about as low as any human being ever could get, and all of the time I had done this for the love of him. My first husband. I hear, is soon to marry again, and am told to an older woman and only to give the children a mother. I feel that he still loves me and that If I wanted to come back that he would take me. hut I am afraid of what others will say. I told a good many mean things about him and people would surely Marne me en tirely should I take a step backward*. I am very, very unhappy; feel like I want to die and like there is nothing left for me in this or the other world. Won’t you pleace advise we what to do? UNHAPPYAND UNFAITHFUL. I am publishing your story so oth ers may read it and perhaps avoid the terrible, tragic mistake. If you think you could atone for your cruelty by a life of devotion to your first hus hand, and lie really loves you and want you back, go to him. Never mind what others will say. You will find a peace that way that you will not otherwise know. Parents’ Problems Should children be allowed to read the newspapers? It is hard to keep them away from the newspapers, but It is best to do so as long as possible, in the mean time supplying them with plenty of good reading m.atter more suited to theif understanding. young Horned Owl for a pet that Farmer Brown’s Boy received his first surprise. He had gone out to see how his young prisoner was and to take him a couple of mice which had been caught in the barn. The young Owl was, as you know, kept in a box in the henhouse at night. Every morning the liox was moved out into the special wire-covered pen which had been built for him just outside. As Farmer Brown's Boy passed this pen lie happened to glance at the top of it. He stopped short, and such a funny look of surprise as crossed his freckled face. Lying on the top of that pen was the body of a Wood Rat. "Now how under the sun did that come there?" exclaimed Farmer Brown’s Boy. "A Wood Rat belongs in the Green Forest, and never have 1 seen one around this barnyard. What could have happened to him? Lying on tlie top of that pen was the body of a Wood Hat. He must have been killed by some one. But even so, how did he happen to be on the top of this pen?" He wrinkled his brows as he puz zled over the matter. Then he picked up the Wood Rat and looked it over very carefully. He found the marks of sharp claws, and then he knew that one of the winged hunters had caught that Rat. “It must have been a Hawk," said Farmer Brown's Boy. "Yes. sir. it must have been a Hawk. He must have caught it early this morning somewhere, and accidentally dropped it as ho was flying over here. Prob ably he didn’t daro fly down and pick it up again. Just the same, it is queer. Y‘es, sir, it is very queer. Anyway, it will save me getting fresh meat for this little Owl. I'll just take off this fellow’s fur coat and use the body for food for that hungry little rascal." So Farmer Brown's Boy did just this. The little Owl didn't show gratitude, but lie did eat that Rat, every' bit of him. The next morning Farmer Brown's Boy received another surprise. . On the top of that pen lay three Mice, three Wood Mice. It was quite plain to be seen that they also had been caught and killed by a winged hunter. "Well, I never'." exclaimed Farm er Brown's Boy. “These little fellows must have been put there. No Hawk flying over would have dropped three in the same place. I don't understand this at all. Xo, sir, I don't under stand it at all." Of course the very first thing be did the next morning was to look on the top of that pen. He didn't really expect to see anything there. Xo, sir, ho didn't really expect to seo anything there. But there was something there. This time it was a chicken. It wasn't one of his chickens, but must have come from other farm. On the following morning a Squirrel lay there. By this time Farmer Brown’s Boy was becoming so interested that he could think of nothing else. “I've got to find out about this somehow." said he. “What is more. I am going to find out about it if I have to sit up all night. Somebody is leaving these things here, but what for I don't know. It's a mystery. It cer tainly is a mystery. 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