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Show I . LOVE and MARRIED LIFE fcjj, the noted author I i Idah MSGlone Gibson 1 . Sad News From Home. I I had intended to bo home to my Kmother's and hrins back many pieces f furniture that had been heirlooms and keepsakes in mv family, for the E furnishing of my new home. But as ' John had derided that we should live k. 'jth Madame Gordon. I dropped that ' I idea for the time being at least. Of I rourse I "as V('n n""'b disappointed I ,hat I would noi hav( a home of my I 0n tut 1 was determined to make ffl the best of It Hf John? s-ittinc room w, - very large, h but it looked to me as thoueh less at- I ,ention had been given to its furnish-' furnish-' I inc 'ban any other room in Ilie house li The drroraior had apparently been Lj -en to understand that these rooms Bere not particularly important and W 'while 'h v.i!" done in the orthodox I fashion fot a mans occupant v. to me Kbey were neither comfortable nor ar John's bed was'fl heavy, brass, sin-K.e sin-K.e bed and the night we arrived he K.i,tr.! nnnn havfne a double bed !' from one of the other rooms put in Bjbe sitting room. Madame lo.nlon made nu comment. kAfier saying that she wflWld brook no Kbang"' in the rooms I was rather sur-Krised sur-Krised v h a i .die oomed perfectly inn K ,,i m lei me havi his a big louble Red in my sitting room. I gaid nothing about ehancinc things for a month or so after our memor-Kble memor-Kble interview in her bedroom 1 ath?r waited to si e it John would Rir.ke anj - ions but his mind Errtf wrapped in his business again and Re seemed perfectly content 10 come tome to ih"e i 1 1 comfort able sur-Koundines sur-Koundines I am quite sure lha at What llnie hi did not realize I hat I kepi ainios i entm in tins sitting room, Etcept 'for nieah-. because Madame Kordon made me feel an interloper Are othei plat One day Alice camo over and com Kg directly 10 my room she asked 'For mercy's sake Kate, why have you kept ih-n I.e.! ou: :i this room so , Ion?"1 ' Quick as thought 1 answered 'It is nly a temporary affair I am going Hp have ihese rooms r irranged and Buy new furniture for them tonior row HAlice looked up curiously. W hat Hre you coint to do with the old r ;mi Hbre " shp asked RT"I hadn't gotten so far as Hint " I Hftswcred ' c?:pec( ihere is an attic ' in ' : ' - hous. . i n't i here ' ' "Have voti told nioth : what you are goiup to do"" "I told her the first day I was hero nt I was goin? to make these rooms I comfortable as Ion. , have to I i e i in them." Hood for ou, Kate, more power to you ' " I wonder if things come out of blue j sk to other women as they do to me' Everything that has ever come to me. good or bad, seemed to drop from no I where and looked me in the Face most j unexpectedly. I have never had time to prepare for fu creat change. My engagement, my marriage and my homecoming to a place which was not home were all acts carried out on the spur of the moment mo-ment and conditions over which I seemed to have no control. After Alice lefl I carefully planned 1 the rearranging of my rooms and do-' tided it should be begun the next da But alas before the morrow came, 1 1 received a wire from my mother which halted my plans abrupt! John had not yet qome from the office of-fice although it was about five o'i lot k Natural I ruehed bo the telephone and his secretary answered me, sa inz that John was still there. "It is Mrs. Gordon," I said, for I knew my voice sounded strangely. "Will vou please tell .Mr. Gordon that l must speak with him immediate! After a wait that seemed endless ihe young woman came back and said Mr Gordon sends word that he is , in conference but that he will be home for dinner at seven as usual." I Looking bae'k al it today, I really believe that that message, sent to me in the flush of our honeymoon, was the first little rift In the lute. It was futile fu-tile for me to tell myself that John did not know I was grief stricken, lor he could easily have asked the girl I to get my message. had ner o.-.lled him up at his olfieo except at the time when I tound Ins mother would not allow al-low me to take the limousine So if he had slopped to thing about it ail he would have known that I did not tboughyessly call him up on foolish pretexts Perhaps I should have sent hack word and told him of my trouble hut I was so hurt at his message that I 6aid to his secretory: v ry well," nnd rang off. I called up the station and found there was a train leaving at half past six. Henriette was hovering near and I knew she wanted to ask the cause of my tear stained face. "Can I do anything fcr you. Mrs Gordon?" she asked. "Madame Cor don is out and I have some time.' "Yes. Henriette, you can help me get ready to make the six-thirty train ' if you will. The telegram which you broucht tells mo that my father Is dying." t (Continued tomorrow) |