Adele Garrison
“My Husband's Love”
What Madge Forced Ilerself to Be
lieve She Had Imagined.
With the philosophic determination
to push aside all further thought of
the controversy between Dicky and
me until the morrow, I picked up
from the tloor the articles of my
clothlpg which Dicky had thrown
through the door. Then, hurriedly
undressing, I carefully arranged my
pretty evening gown over the back
of an armchair, and when my prep
arations for the night were completed,
snapped out the light, opened the
window wide and crept into my dav
enport bed.
But not to sleep. I had thought
that anger against Dicky was the
only emotion swaying me. But the
touch of the beautiful filmy gown he
had bought for me had brought,, the
remembrance of his patent pride in
me and his tenderness toward me
during our evening with Alfred and
Leila Durkee.
Why was it that such exquisite ex
periences were almost so Inevitably
followed by some sordid clash of tem
per such as we had just exhibited? My
conscience acquitted me of the blame.
Dicky distinctly had not only been
the aggressor in the quarrel, but had
been entirely wrong in his attitude.
And yet—
Might I not have been more concilia
tory In my own manner? Shouldn't I
have soothed his very natural irrita
tion against the flamboyant Mrs.
Marks and her saturnine husband for
their intrusion, and sidetracked the
question of moving tintil he was in
a mix’d to be coaxed out of it?
Madge Is Troubled.
"Coaxed.'1 The word so distasteful
to me, rose and stared me in the face
. ballengingly.
1 always have despised the para
sitic wives who rule their husbands
by tears and wheedling far more
tyrannically than could the most auto
cratic militant of the new type of wo
man. Not more than once or twice
in my life with Dicky have I ever ap
proached him with a coaxing mwintfr,
and then only because of some sud
den emergency which demanded quick
action from him that 1 secure in no
other way than by wheedling.
Had this episode tonight been such
an emergency, which would have jus
tified wheedling my husband, a per
formance which violates my self re
I —
' spect? I found T was too tired and
miserable for consideration of that
! question, and I counted sheep, recit
ed poems backward, did imaginary al
gebra problems—exhausted all the de
j vices I knew In the effort to woo the
plumber that danced so eluslvely just
! out of my reach.
It was perhaps an hour after I had
gone to bed that I hoard the hall door
of the apartment, open, and the high
pitched voice of Mrs. Marks In what
she evidently believed to be a whis
per:
“Dun't speak, any of youse. No
use waking up the 400.’
To my surprise, there was no sar
castic intonation to the epithet. Evi
dently something about us had im
pressed Mrs. Marks’ weak imagina
tion, and that she distinctly approv
ed of us was rlear.
"Shut up, yourself,” the saturnine
Petey replied conjugally, and the lit
tle procession—my strained ears
caught the muffled footfalls of at
least four people—went down the hall,
and J heard the. careful closing of a
door.
I lifted my wristwatch to my eyes
and saw by its illuminated dial that
it was almost 3 o’clock in the morn
ing. I knew from the description of
the old janitress from whom I had
rented our apartment, that the one
at the rear of the floor, occupied by
the Marks family, had no more rooms
'than ours. Surely four people could
not be housed-in that tiny rear apart
ment. And yet, bringing up visitors
at this hout in the morning in such
stealthy fashion—
T rebuked my curiosity sharply. It
was no business of mine, I told my
self witheringlv. whether Petey Marks
and his spouse brought one guest or
a dozen at noon, midnight or dawn.
And again 1 began counting my myth
ical sheep, until the sound of high
heels, unmistakably those of my flam
boyant neighbor, tap-tapping down the
coridor toward my door, brought me
bolt upright in bed, breathing heav
ily. Surely she did not mean to
knock at my door!
No. With a little gasp of relief, 1
heard her undoing the outer door of
the apartment, and then it closed
with a resonant slam. Apd then 1
lay, tense, breathless, wondering if
i my imagination were playing tricks
upon tnc.
For I seemed to hear just outside
i my door the sound of heavy, hurried
\ breathing and then the soft tip-toe*
: ing of feet away from my door down
j the long corridor leading to the
' Marks apartment.
Burgess Bedtime
Stories
By THORNTON W. Bl'RGEHS
1 Disappointment In our lot
Far more frequently than not.
-Mr. Blaeksnake.
Mr. Blacksnake la Disappointed
When Mr. Blaeksnake started to
climb that tree near the home of
Johnny Chuck he didn't know that
Drummer the Woodpecker and Mrs.
Drummer had a home up there, but
he felt pretty sure they had. You
see, he had seen the chips at the
bottom of the tree, l>e climbed
slowly, for he was in no hurry. And
Both sat still and listened.
as lie climbed be looked carefully on
all sides for a new hole in the trunk
of the tree. At last he discovered
what he was looking' for. Me saw
the small round entrance to tho
Woodpecker home.
Mr. Blacksnakes eyes glistened.
Ms climbed to a branch a little way
above that entrance, and then coiled
himself around it. Slowly he let
himself down until his head was at
tlie entrance. Mis eyes glistened
more than ever. Would he find eggs
in there? Perhaps he would find Mrs.
Drummer in there. Perhaps he would
get both Mrs. Drummer and eggs.
Mis eyes glistened more (than ever.
Then he put his head in at that open
ing, and his neck followed.
A moment later he drew- his rieck
and head out. and there were both
disappointment and anger in I is
bright unwinking eyes. Me had
found neither Mrs. Drummer nor the
eggs in there. Me* knew that house
was just finished. Me had had his
climb for nothing. He hissed angri
ly. Then a. look of cunning came into
his eyes.
“Those Woodpeckers probablj*' have
gone off to get something to eat. It
is plain to see that they have just
finished this home. They won t stay
away from it long. No sir, they wont
stay from It long. I'll wait here un
til they come,” said Mr. Black
snaXe to himself.
So Mr. Blacksnake coiled himself
as comfortably as he could just above
the entrance to the new home of the
Woodpeckers, and settled down to
wait, lie had an Idea he wouldn’t
have to wait long, but he was willing
to wait a long time if necessary. You
see, he had considerable patience
when the matter of a dinner is con
cerned.
Meanwhile Drummer the Wood
pecker and Mrs. Drummer were busi
ly hunting a dinner. They had gone
over to the Old Orchard. Now that
the work of building that new home
was done they were quite willing to
rest. They were very happy. There
were no happier people In all the
Old Orchard. They didn't say much,
for that Is not their way. But each
knew just how happy the other was.
And not once did It enter cither head
that It was possible for anything to
be wrong at their home.
It took them some time to satisfy
their appetites, for while they liar]
been working they had not eaten as
much as they would have liked. You
see, they hadn’t wanted to take the
time to hunt for food. But at last
their stomachs were full, and they
were just making ready to start tack
home when they heard Sammy Jay
screaming at the top of his lungs.
“Listenexclaimed Drummer.
“That sounds as if Sammy is over
near our new home, and he is very
h excited about something.”
Both sat still and listened. There
was no doubt that Sammy Jay was
much excited. Also there was no
doubt that he was very, very angry.
What could It mean. Drummer
looked at Mrs. Drummer. Mrs. Drum
mer looked at Drummer. Sammy Jay
certainly was over in that tree where
their new home was.
(Copyright. l»!f.)
The next Story: "Mr. Blacksnake
Decides to Give Tp."
Pie Raking.
After putting the bottom crust in
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baking. Tills will prevent shrinking
and make a larger pie. It is also to
prevent toughness of a lower crust.
Nature Must Be
in Harmony
With Life
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
Gordon has an ungovernable tem
per. It discourages him so thRt he is
just about ready to give up. It costs
I him friends, positions, peace of mind
and faith in himself. He doesn’t
know when he is going to fly Into a
rage. He says he is the most miser
able man in the world and doesn’t
know how he is going to bear his
cross.
“1 can't trust myself," he says. "I
don’t know when I’m going to fly oft
the handle. I can't be sure at what
moment I'm going to see red. Why,
suppose in one of those blind rages of
mine I did something Irrevocable. I
t-ell you I Just about can't Ikve with
this thing hanging over my head. My
temper Is ungovernable—that is tha
only word for It."
Every man has the right to com
mand himself. Every man has the
ability to enforce obedience in his own
nature. A temper is a rebel In the
camp of self. And is that rebel to be
permitted a reign of misrule?
When a man says he has a bad
temper—he means that he is permit
ting a lawlessness to possesses him.
Anyone who want to be happy must
have his nature in harmony with
the laws of life. Temper is discord.
You wouldn't be in deliberate discord
with an orchestra in which you played
dn instrument, would you? You
wouldn't say you couldn't play in
tune—that you couldn't govern your
trombone or your tlut, would you?
You wouldn't confess that you were
playing an instrument you couldn’t
control. You would feel that you
had a right to authority over the
violin or the cello you were making
it your lifework to play.
But the first instrument you have
to learn to play Is yourself. And you
can do that just as surely as you
can pick up something entirely out
side yourself and learn to control it.
The minute you say your temper is
"ungovernable" you give it authority
it cannot get anywhere in the world
except from you. Y'ou put your head
under the heel of a tyrant. Y'ou give
m to the misrule of something that Is
only a phantom of your imagination.
All you have to do is start out to
beliexe that you can control any
i thing you don't let get the uppei
! hand. Th*n you have to see the un
reasonableness of letting anything ex
cite you to the point where you don't
reason. And pretty soon you’ll know
Lhat your temper Is subject to law
and government and that it is your
tight to exercise them.
A Question of Ktiquet.
Dear Mias Fairfax: Please answer
' a few questions for me. Should a
lady remove her glove before shaking
hands? When a friend sends you
something and you are expecting ljt,
should you write a note of thanks, al
though you expect to sue the person
inside of 10 days? How does a bride
and groom, with attendants, stand in
a home wedding? IGNORANT.
A lady should not remove her glove
before shaking hands. Yes, write a
note of thanks immediately. The
groomsman at the right of the groom,
the bridesmaids at the left of the
bride.
A Very Troubled Voting Man: if
she loves you sincerely you should
be able to leave for a year without
her. Candy is a very suitable gift
for any girl, and remember it never
means anything serious, nor do flow
ers, no matter how large or expensive
they may be. I see no objections to
the motor rides.
Bets: I eannot answer your ques
tions about the Suez canal: I note
you live In Omaha. 1 ain very sure
the Omaha Public library would have
material which would answer your in
quiries. Why not go there?
Uncle Sam Says
Tom and Its lees as Food.
The ordinary diet In this country in
cludes some vegetables and fruits,
some flesh foods, dairy products and
eggs, some f,i»s. some sugars or other
sweets, and some of the starchy ce
real foods such as corn, wheat, rice
or oats. As far as food values are
concerned, it makes little difference
which cereal is used and one kind
may be substituted for another more
or Jess as convenience, price and per
sonal preference suggest.
This booklet tells about the value
of corn as human food and gives
practical suggestions and receipts for
using corn preparations in a variety
of ways.
Readers of the Omaha Bee
Bee may obtain a copy of this booklet
free as long as the free edition las'a
by writing to the Division of Publica
tions, Department of Agriculture,
Washington. D. C., asking for "F. B.
1236. 1
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(Toilet Talks )
A stiff paste made with softie pow
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be washed to free it from the remain
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Be Better Looking—Take
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If your akin is yellow—complexion
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BACK ACHED
TERRIBLY
Mrs. Robinson Tells How She
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Amarillo Tex. — “My back was my
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about three years:
then a lady friend
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try Lydia E Pink
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Compound. I have
had better health
since, keep house
and am able to do
^ ■ i work. I recom
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friends as it ha? certainly given me
groat relief. Mrs.C. B.Robinson,
60S N. Lincoln St., Amarillo, Texas,
The Vegetable Compound is a
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PAIN IN BACK,
SIDES AND HEAD'
Arkiniai Lady Sava Mother Gate
Her Cardui and She Had No
More Trouble of Thia
Kind
I-amar, Ark. Mrs. Edith Seeiv.an
here recently made the following
statement describing her experience
in the use of Cardui:
"I had pain in my hack and rides;
nad sick headaches and my nose
would bleed 1 couldn’t sit up at all.
"Mv mother gate me Cardui. i
took about a half bottle and at this
. . . I was able to pet up and help
with the work. Next time I took it
again, and now, after taking two
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at all at this time. I gained, my
skin cleared up. I am healthy and
strong.
"My mother took Cardui for a
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her more good for weakness and
nervousness than any medicine she
has ever taken. She took six bot
tles in all. Me recommend it and
certainly know its worth."
The foregoing is one out of thou
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CARDUI
The Womans Tonic
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