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Adele Garrison
“My Husband’s Love**
Why Madge Wondered What Was
Troubling Leila.
When Dicky had disclosed his de
termination not to have "any more
of this melodramtic business" In his
life, and had ended our chat—which
had begun with such charming pos
sibilities—I sat stunned for several
minutes after he had gone Into the
bedroom and I heard him lie down,
for the to winks he had promised
himself.
I recalled the fact that hardly one
minute before he bad made his state
ment so emphatically to me, I had
wondered when my Peter Pan would
grow up. The answer had come more
swiftly than I had thought possible,
and with an amazing directness and
definiteness which left me breathless.
With the spell of Dicky's command
strong upon me, I walked to the
desk; picked up the postcard, toro it
once across, and then stopped.
What it was that held my hand I
do not know. Indeed, so Immersed
was I In my own thoughts—striving
to solve the perplexing emphusis of
Dicky's command, for I regarded it
as nothing less—that with the desire
to keep my hands busy, I set about
dressing. And It was not until 1 was
robed in the evening frock which
Dfeky had extravagantly insisted on
buying for me one afternoon we had
seen It in the salon of an ultra smart
c.outouriere together, that I again be
gan to take a clear Interest in my
surroundings.
“Avast There, Young Man'.’’
Somehow the burnt orange char
meuse seemed to soothe me the in
stant I took it out to the closet—tip
toeing the while not to wake Dicky,
who patently was deep in dreamland
—and when I laid donned my flesh
colored stockings and had drawn up
on my feet my new black and silver
brocade slippers and had slipped into
that Cinderella dress. I felt indeed as
though Dicky's sweetness of the day
he had bought the costume for mo
was acting the part of the Fairy God
mother to checkmate the Wicked
Stepmother his latest mood had
played.
Yet my hesitation at waking
Dicky and helping him to dress—
made * necessary by my last minute
calling of him out of sympathy for
his evident exhaustion being exer
cised by sleep—kept us both rather
quiet until I slipped on my wrap. A
lovely example of the costumer'* art.
my wrap harmonized and yet ideally
contrasted with my Cinderella dress.
It waa a petalled cape of black and
white chiffon with a deep fold of
chinchilla wrapping close about my
throat, which by Its luxurious dainti
ness served to keep me far warmer
than its fragile appearance promised.
Silently, Dicky locked the door of
our little apartment while I waited
for him at the head of the old-fash
ioned stairs. And as silently we
walked down to the taxi whose pres
ence at the curb had been heralded
by a special signal ring at our bell.
But as we stepped out into the street
another taxi whirled up and out
leaped Alfred Durkee, who almost
collided with Dicky as we crossed to
our waiting car.
“Hello, old skeesicks!” Alf exclaim
ed. “ ’Lo, Madge! Wow, you knock
me for the count with that-”
"Avast, there, young man!” Dicky
sternly interposed. "Day off my lady
friend—where's yours?”
, An Interrupted Confidence.
"In that gorgeous chariot panting
forninst you, there,” Alf twinkled at
Dicky. "Behold her now—though
you can't hear for the resounding
clatter of the taxi meter counting up
the dreaded'toll—signalling with her
knuckles on the glass to Madge to
hurry there."
"Wait till I fee and dismiss my
own coach and four,” 6ald Dicky,
"and we'll climb in with you.”
And as I left them chaffing each
other and heard the chauffeur of our
unused car volubly thank Dicky for
what I well knew was an inordinate
tip, I caught Delia's greeting, though
it was carefully modulated for my
ears alone:
‘‘Oh, Madge, dear," she said,
"please sit right here beside me and
as quickly as you can, there's some
thing I want to ask you before Alfred
and—”
"You poor dear.” T made my
voice as soothing as that of a nurse
quieting a nervous child, for the lips
she gave me to kiss were trembling
as though her teeth were chattering
with cold. "What's the matter, dear?”
“It's this-” She leaned toward
me and then—for I had taken the
seat nearest the curb and the side
window of the taxi was well within
her line of vision—she broke off with
the whispered injunction: "Don't let
Alfred know that I have told you
even this—for I can’t tell you more
now—no time. Help me not to break
down. Oh—here they are now.”
"What do you think of this burg
ling of plans. Madge?" Dicky pre
Burgess Bedtime
, Stories
The Perfect I'nderstanding of Farmer
Brown's BoV
By THORNTON W. Bl'BGK.SS.
Blest be the understanding heart,
That seeks to lake smither's part.
Johhny Chuck.
For ones in his life Johnny Chuck
was thoroughly glad to see Farmer
Brown's Boy approaching Yes, sir.
he was glad. He hadn't the least bit
Of fear. You see, farmer Brown’s
Boy had led Bowser the Hound away
from the foot of that tree In which
Johnny had been a prisoner, and so
Johnny knew that Farmer Brown's
Boy was a friend he could count on.
The only thing that worried Johnny
was the thought that perhaps Farmer
Brown's Boy might not come away
over to that tree again.
So Johnny watched anxiously as
Farmer Brown's Boy came down the
Long Lane. His heart leaped with
joy as Farmer Brown's Boy turned
and headed straight toward him.
Johnny looked down at Reddy Fox
curled up In the bushes and almost
grinned as he thought of the surprise
that was awaiting Reddy Fox. You
see. from where he was Reddy
couldn't see Farmer Brown’s Boy.
Now. Farmer Brown's Boy hadn't
intended to go over to that tree. He
had planned to go somewhere cdse.
But when he reached the end of the
Long Lane he looked over to that tree
in which he had found Johnny Chuck
that morning. Of course he hadn't
the slightest idea that Johnny was
still In the tree. At first he merely
glanced over there rather rarelessly.
Then he stopped and looked long and
tended to be distraught as he and Al
fred climbed into the taxi. "Did you
ever know Alf and Leila to run true
to form on—say!" he suddenly
chuckled: "I'll het It was our little
flower-faced Leila.—who—"
“Not on your life, mate," Alf
chuckled as lie slammed the door and
the car rolled away from the curb.
“ 'Twas I who doped out the place.
Great idea, eh, Madge?"
"Wonderful,” 1 smiled, conscious of
Leila's eyes upon my face.
And then I switched the subject,
so neither Dicky nor Alfred should
realize that I had no Idea as to
where we were bound on this jazza
manla jaunt Dicky had arranged so
eagerly.
hal'd. It was quite a distance and
he couldn’t see clearly, but It looked
very much as if there w.»g a brown
mass in the very same crotch in
which he had left Johnny Chuck
’’It can’t he that Johnny Chuck is
still up in that tree," muttered
Former Brown's Boy. “It muat be
that someone else is up there. I be
lieve I'll go that way and have a
look.” The nearer he drew the more
puzzled he became. “It certainly
looks like Johnny Chuck,” he kept
saying to himself. “It certainly looks
like Johnny Chuck. But what under
the sun would he stay up in that tree
for?”
Now, Farmer Brown's Boy has
learned to walk so as to make very
little noise. He was almost up to
that tree before Reddy Fox suspected
that he was near. Then a tiny twig
snapped under one of his feet and
instantly Reddy Fox pricked up his
ears and jumped to his feet. Reddy
was so surprised that for a second or
HC**f
“It certainly looks like Johnny
Chuck," he kept saying to
himself.
two he stood motionless, staring at
Farmer Brown's Boy. Then he
whirled and was o(T like a red streak.
The instant he moved Farmer
Br<jtvn's Boy saw him.
“So that's it!” exclaimed Farmer
Brown’s Boy as he looked up at
Johnny Chuck. “So that’s it! That
red rascal came along before you had
a chance to get down this morning
and has kept you up there ever since.
My, you must be tired! I guess it Is
a good thing I have come along this
way. Reddy might have kept you
there until you tumbled out of the
tree. I know just how you feel. Now,
I'm going over to sit down on that
stone wall a little way off. and if
there is any wisdom at all in that
funny little head of yours you will
take this chance to get down."
So Farmer Brown’s] Boy went over
to the stone wall some little distance
away and sat down. He took pains
to bo fur enough to make Johnny
Chuck feel that he was free to come
down, lie watched Johnny look anx
iously this way and that way and he
smiled, for lie understood just what
Johnny was thinking.
(Copyright, 1923)
The next story: “Johnny and
Polly Are United Again."
Our Children
By ANt.KM) PATKI.
In The Zoo.
I've found a new use for the zoo.
I used to go there because I liked to
talk to the animals. When I felt that
I had forgotten how to play and
laugh and chatter and make merry I
went to visit the monkeys. They have
their bad moments, too. The depths
Iri their eyes sneak of eadness. hut
they can frisk and dance and smile
and make their visitor carefree and
lighthearted as good hosts ought to do.
When I felt that time was flashing
by me and I could not stay him by as
much as a finger hold, when the
calendars and time tables and clocks
and bells In my world became Intol
erable threats, I betook me to the
house of the tortoises. They are over
100 years old and they move as though
they were counting over each min
ute of It before moving the next log.
They have ail the time there Is. The
though of them kills hurry.
The lions gave me a sense of maj
esty and power. When I knew I had
to appear before authority and im
press it with the Importance of my
message and felt rather dubious about
my ability to do It with any great
amount of success, I went over and
talked to the lion, the biggest one.
I noted the poise of hts head, the
lift of his brow, the commanding light
in his tawny eye. I told him I had
come searching after the secret of his
spirit and he rose in his dignity and
roared me a welcome In tones of thun
der that went crashing through the
corridor with a music that thrilled
me through and through. “I am the
king. I am the king." After that
I could face the haughtiest dignitary
that ever cleared his throat.
But I’ve found a new use for the j
zoo. It isn't just for grownups atj
all. It serves the children equally J
well. Coming around the wind swept
corner that is blanketed by a screen
of evergreens you come upon the i
camel. His face is inscrutable and
Infinitely sad. His soul is bathed in a
calm that lies deeper than any human
eye can penetrate. He i» the epitome
of rest and peace. One senses that
he has traveled far to achieve them,
hut one is sure that he has them
in full measure, pressed down and
running over.
A lady with a little boy beside lmr
sat watching the aloof creature as I
rounded the screen and made my bow
to him. "He's mine.” piped the
youngster, squirming off the bench
and hastening over to my side, all
eager childish possession. "I’m so
glad." said 1. "I always wondered
whose he really was, so I might thank
him for letting me know him, too."
"Yep," said he solemnly, "he's mine.”
“He's been very ill." explained his
mother. "Very disturbed. We coma
here every day and watch the camel,
lje is so still, so calm, so easy in
his sureness. Nothing troubles him,
nothing excites. He's haying a won
derful influence on the restless child."
So the zoo is a school for the chil
dren. They share the lessons with
the grownups. 1 like the zoo even
better now.
(Copyright, 1923 )
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Care and Cleaning of Glove*.
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New York. April 15.—Ground was
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designed to develop a through freight
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Problems That Perplex
Temperamental: Why should wo
men sit around and preen themselves
on their nerves? They are thing* to
be ashamed of, not hosted about.
Nerves show a lack of harmony. They
aren't the poor sick things their vl<
tims like to suppose, but instead they
are a sign of lack of adjustment. The
minute a woman starts thinking
about how sensitive she is and how
strongly she feels, she's bound to
make her feelings stronger by the
very- attention she pays to them. No
tooth ever aches quite so much as
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Temperament means generally a
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dinary folks, a selfish insistence on
personal rights, and a lack of consid
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folds in on self and doesn't reach out
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every morbid desire or to "go up in
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a question that didn't have at least
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Most of us spend a great deal of
our time struggling with two view
points on most subjects. We find
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motives ill full working order. It
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Most folks can realize the best in
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You waste a lot of good material In
the world by not studying its possibili
ties. But there is no waste sadder
than that of trying and condemning
humanity unheard and not striving to
give it a chance.
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