New Britain Herald Newspaper, June 10, 1916, Page 4

4 OMAN GIVEN LIFE ) HER AID MUST DIE, puth Sentenced to Electric Chair on His 19th Birthday [White Plains, N. Y., June 10—Mrs. toinette George, the first woman to tried for Westchester nty in the last twenty-five years, ered a plea of guilty in the second Eree for being implicated the ling of her husband, Gregorio orge, in Dobbs Ferry last January d was sentenced to Auburn prison life by Supreme Court prschauser yesterday r original plea of not guilty b first degree was changed through counsel, H. J. Lynch. Mrs. prge, who is 34 years old, heard sentence without any show of fling. Villiam McNamara, convicted of hmitting the murder at the insti- lion of Mrs. George, who paid him a couple of dollars of the $500 promised him, was sentenced on nineteenth birthday, to die in the tric chair at Sing Sing during the k of July 17. The youth cried, but not collapse. When asked If he anything to say why sentence uld not be pronounced upon him replied: ““All I have to say is that n innocent.” strict Attorney Weeks consented coept Mrs. George’s plea only on flition that she would testify fully frankly concerning the charge nst her erstwhile lover, Vito Rai- da whom she was to marry when husband was out of the way. Rai- da will go on trial Monday. ichael Figolio, brother of Mrs. ge, and his wife, Mary, testified rding the efforts made to pro- the money to bring about the der of George. murder in in Justice afternoon. in STANLEY HORVITZ JPTOMETRIST and OPTICIAN [Main Street Tel. 1513 ours—8:30 A. M. to 8 P. M. Sat. and Mon. to 10 P. M. Our Services Guaranteed lne of Auto Goggles and Sun Glasses ECTLY PASTEU IZED MILK SEIBERT AND SON, Ik Street, Near Stanley, eams, Tel. connecticn. All This Week Charlie Chaplin In “POLICE” See The Great Come- dian Back In His Old Shoes and Funny Troa- sers. No Advance In Admission Usual Photoplay Dramas High Clasy Vaudeville PARSONS’ tATRE—Hartford ALL THIS WEEK ees Wednesday and Saturday) $2 SHOW FOR 75 CENTS THE OPERA PLAYERS e Nation’s Funniest and Most Tuneful Opera “ROBINHOOD” usic by Reginald DeKoven es—Nights, 75c to 10c. (500 ed Seats at 25c); Matinees, bc and 10c. k of June [ETTA. 12—“NAUGHTY POLP'S HARTFORD The Poli Players pvill present the play that preathes the atmosphere of fray out West. “Northern Lights” atinees—10c, 20c. venings—10c, 20c, 30¢, 50c. D CONCERT gyggy SUNDAY AFTERNoOYN. ating, Bathing, Bowling, iiards, Fishing and Dancing he Popular Picnic, Groung. Regular Dinners. Moving Picture Theater- RCE & NORTON, PROPS. o ed not orthodox, NEW, BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, SATURDAY, JUNE 10, 1916. | News for Thea Wom en Readers ter Goers and TIME ] Her Side--and His ‘ How Cora and David Temple Marital By ZOE A STORY YOU CAN BEGIN AT ANY Solved Their Problems BECKLEY The “Open Door” “Cora, girl, you're a brick! for—compromise. I might blue wife that you are.” that her answering word You've hit on the very solution I hoped have known you'd see it that way, little true And David’s arms closed about Cora so tightly came in a muffled squeak: “It was Katie's suggestion, I tell you Davy. But I as daylight now. Of course you can't go wandering c hemian parties all alone, belonging neither to the marr bachelors. And—and as Katie says, to go with you everywhere. All husbands don’t “Shucks!” said David disparaging but pleased. s0o sweet and sensible about it, kiddie. I won't ask of those parties; just now and then, eh, dear? Cora nodded and was going to sa “Oh, often,” but the telephone rang and she rushed to answer Wanda Laurence’'s voice greeted her, and, as if the gods of truth were eager to apply a test, there came an in- vitation “to just a little informal party at my house.” But Wanda was very nice about it. “I know you're not terribly keen on gay parties, dear,” she said, “and you survived one so recentl I'm not going to insist on your coming, Cora, if you don't feel like it. But we wanted you so much, hon, and those two nice chaps from Yale are so insistent that I just had to promise to call you up. Do come, dear, if yowre in the mood; but don’t feel you have to. I'll understand.” Cora put her hand over the instrument’s mouthpicce and turned to David. “It's Wanda asking us to another affair at her house tonight after the theater,” she said with a mock-tragic grin. “We won’t go, dear,” answered David promptly. swer; I'l tell Wanda she’s a duck for asking us, but we won’t go. would be rubbing it in a little too hard. Cora pushed him away good-humoredly, took her hand off the mouth- piece and answered Wanda cheerily, “Dave s we'll come.” * * * No, I’'m not martyring myself a bit. I rea want to. (e e R sAl | Siright, then—see you later.” “Now, Corakins, you've only yourself to blame for that!” cried David as his wife hung up the receiver, crossed the room blythely and kissed him on the ear. “Know why I accepted? Well, it was because I felt T didn’t have to, Davy You can call it human nature or feminine foolishne or anything you like, but it makes all the difference in the world ho thin put up to you. Before, Davy,” Cora went on, dropping her g nd twisting a button on her liege lords coat, “I felt I had to go to those parties or appear grumpish and hateful. You didn’t seem to understand what an effort it was to me to pretend I was enjoying myself. T thought that you were—well, a little selfish, Davy, in dragging me so often among a lot of folks where I didn’t fit in. But it’'s different now, dear. ou were so willing not to go tonight and Wanda was so sweet about it, too! It's like being in a room with the door open. If you have to stay in you don’t want to. But if you neegn't, then you don’t mind.” David bent and” kissed his small wife. “I understand, Wbaby. a trump. And to prove I'm in earnest about meeting you half going to bring yvou home when the clock strikes 12; and this jamboree we'll go to for—well, for ever so long. it all as plain f to those bo- d set nor to the it's darling of you, Davy, to want me I realize it now.” “And because you're you to go to many “Here—Ilet me an- That You're way, I'm the last | CHAPLIN MAKES LAST BIBLE NOT INSPIRED, |11 wases Last CLERGYMAN INSISTS New Britain Chaplin devotees will have final opportunity to see the shuffle through tonight when he will make his last local bow in the hilarious Es- sanay farce. Nothing shown here in has crowds to | with the audiences which have watched Chaplin burlesque the burglar’ 1sines: The Essa a popular comedian Storm Expected to Be Raised by Unorthodox Speech “Police a long time drawn : | compare New York, June 10—Almost on the eve of the meeting of the New York Presbytery, which is next Monday, a comedy is well adapted. to Chaplin’s odditics and the great mirth pro- voker rambles around to his heart’s | content giving laughs with his ever imove and dispelling gloom with hard- byterian minister of this city tirred up a hornet’s nest making an address which is con to say the least. Several Presbyterian ministers con- | ly an effort. demned it severely. Others regretted | “Police” may justly be termed the | that it looks as if the local presbytery, | greatest Chaplin picture taken, with | always a storm center in the church | the possible exception of e as regards the orthodoxy of some of : The Show” and it serves to evenm in. its members, is again to be torn by | crease the popularity of the famous dissension, when the general as- |screen comedian. New Britain the- | sembly at its recent meeting in At- | ater-goers certainly have enjoyed the lantic city, threshed out unorthodoXy | farce and the hox office returns must | and censured clergymen guilty of it. | have made the management feel that Rev. George R. Andrews, pastor's |the additional expense entailed by assistant at the West End Preshyter- | contracting for the production was ian Seminary, which has graduated wel] warranted. several of the recent offenders is the Tonight there will be ber of man who started the trouble. Under | other good picture ]ir?(f\luzi:‘g"?ynizver, the auspices of the religious work | gn) rele. e sael department of the West side Y. M. edy. £ C. A., Mr. Andrews is giving a DHE el aote e = “Truth Seeking Serles” each Thurs- | gnging favor Ausing the ook ona o dayanign ibisRmopeh SSMbeN RSt eI R (onitirelatowan Lal bearllastar o tayn iy Graham Wilson, a member of the | .. any given here in many wamee ‘Westchester Presbytery, is head of | 2> this department. Last Thursday evening Mr. drews gave his orthodox hearers a | shock by saying, that the “Bible is | no more inspired than any of our hymns, the 'Rock of Ages’ for ev- ample.” He said the Bible is not( fallible, for it is a ‘product of ' ! ;numan experience, and as such it is | British Claim Vessel Sunk in colored by man’s error God never | said anything to man except through man.” f_l\_d'enu f9r ‘Tomorrow_] Breakfast Fruit Grilled Bacon Cream Rolls An- SAY POMMERN WAS EW CAPITAL SHIP Naval Battle Off Jutland Was Built Secretly. = London, June 10, 9:03 a. m-—The German warship Pommern which was sunk in the off Jutlanl was not the battleship of that name but a recently completed battle cruiser, according to a Copenhagen despatch to the Exchange Telegraph company quoting a sea captain who is a frequent visitor to German ports. The battleship, which was completed in 1905, was torpedoed in the Baltic in July, 1915, according to the cap- tain. Admiralty officials here pressed their belief to a tive of the Associated Pr Pommern which was sunk in the great naval battle was a new capital ship. They point out that the com- | mander of a British sumarine re- ported that he had torpedoed the o!l battleship Pommern in July, 1917, and this report, they claim, was con- | firmed by survivors of the battleship who were landed wearing her cay band. battle rdine Toast Coffee Dinner Clear Soup Roast Leg of Mutton Potatoe Asparagus and Spinach Salad Pineapple Snow Coffee Supper Cold Meat Watercress Salad Rhubarb Pie Iced Tea Toast—Drain and wipe twelve sardines. Dip them in melted butter, then in grated chees: lay them on slices of buttered toast; sea- son with little red pepper; put in hot oven for ten minutes and serve. Pineapple Snow—Dissolve two heap- ing tablespoonfuls powdered gelatine with one-half cupful boiling water. Peel and chop a good pineapple and put it with its juice into a saucepan, add one cupful sugar and one cupful water. Cool slowly for ten minutes, remove from the fire, add gelatine, strain into a basin and cool. Beat ub whites of four eggs stiffly, gradually ada mixture beating all the time till it [ Following the Jutland battle the G begins to thicken. Pour into a Wet | man admiralty iaton mold. Turn out when set and serve | d.nying ti the with a soft custard. a new ship, have ex- representa- that th- Sardine The sinking of a German ship in the Baltic by a British marine was officially announced the house of commons on July 1915. It was stated at the time that the ship was believed to have been the Pommern, but this was promptly denied by the German government battie- in 21, issued a Pommern nk was | il | dinners a la carte | picture FROM LONDON COMES THIS GAINSBOROUGH E A fine Milan straw of dashing tilt is trimmed with pink roses and their foliage and blue ribbon velvet, which takes a long steamer end. The effect is too like an old portrait to need re- | mark. SUNDAY CONCERT. Governor’s Foot Guard Band Hartford at Lake Compounce, The Governor’s Foot Guard band of Hartford, one of the finest musical organizations of this section will play the concert program at Lake Compounce on Sunday frem 3 to 5 o’clock, will be follow 1 March, Fair Hartford Redfield 2 Overture, Tantalasquallen Suppe 2 Grand selection from ‘‘Aida’” vaian .. A Verdi Three Quotations & Sousa (1) The King of France had a hundred thousand men. He marched them up the hill, and he marched them dawn again. (2) I too was born in Arcadia. (3) In Darkest Africa. Melodies from Princess Pat Herbert Lampe The American Patrol Meacham Grand American Fantasia 4 Herbert liam M. Redfield, Director. Regular Table D’Hote dinner will Moving pictures will or the Casino. the afternaon. There will be a big display of set| dancing and vaudeville on | fireworks, Wednesday evening, June 14. “NAUGHTY MARIETTA” AT PARSONS’ THEATER With performances thi and evening, the Opera Players will conclude their week in “Robin Hood,” at Parsons theater, Hartford. The famous old opera has again demonstrated its popularity, and arge audiences have been the rule throughout the week. In fact, it has heen capacity business during the past three days. For next week the Opera Players will be heard in Victor Herbert’'s camic opera, ‘“Naughty JMarietta,” the book and lyrics of which were written by Rida Johnson Young. “Naughty Marietta” was used as a vehicle to introduce Emma Trentini in the light opera field and later Florence Webber, prima donna of the Opera Players, played the title role in a road company. It is a char- acter in which Miss Webber will be seen at her best, and all the other principals of the company will hawe splendid. parts for the display of their talents, “NORTHERN LIGHTS” AT POLI'S, HARTFORD afternoon Preserving the atmasphere of “Way Out West” and containing thrills galore, “Northern Lights,” the melodrama, in which the Poli Players appear all next week, is classed with the greatest plays of its kind that ve been presented on the American stage. “Northern Lights” is a true of Western life. A beautiful and most appealing story, th offers splendid dramatic possibilities that will be taken advantage of by the Poli Players. Love, comedy, pas- sion and pathos all abound. James Crane will have the part of John Swiftwind, a role played so success- fully by Willlam Caurtnay and a rotable characterization of the edu- ated Indian is anticipated. Miss Inid May Jackson will play the role of Helen Dare and the other favor- | ites, including John Dilson, J. Irving White, ( inita sell irl Jackson, Gilberta Faust, >ristow, Cecil Lugrin, J. Rus- Webster, Claude Miller and the others will have strong dramatic rarts. The play will be staged in a manner in Keeping with the locale of the play and otherwise mounted with the proper atmosphe: ! { mischievousness that of afternoon | The program i in be served at | A be | She had met us as we were coming to siven at th theater during | ‘ Eiyen o summer theater during |, | | tention of going back to Marvin ; drawings for The Three W remorse and a sense of irjustice—of all the painful emotions that we are called on to experience, I think these are the most painful. Which is the worst of the three, T | Wouldn't presume to judge. They are all bad enough. And any one of them is altogether too bad for a kind-hearted woman to visit upon a child. And yet how many women do make their children smart from a sense of injustice because they, the mothers, will not take the time and pains to find out in every childish squabble just where justice lies. A friend of mine has two children, | a little girl who is almo:® invariably very sweet and good and obdient, and a boy just as sweet in his way, but | with all the instinctive wilfulness and makes a boy child so much more difficult to deal with than the average girl. The Boy of It and the Girl of It. He teases his little sister and he breaks and destroys things and is | perpetually getting into mischief of | one sort or another. His little sister is used to seeing him punished, and I am afraid she enjoys it, for she has lately develop- ed a habit of running to her mother with news of her brother’s misdeeds, especially offences toward herself. “Brother pulled my hair;” “Moth- er, brother stepped on my foot,” she says. And—whereby hangs my tale— almost without investigation, brother is scolded or punished, because he us- ually is guilty. Once I happened to be a witness of one of these little fracases and I | knew that sister had been just about Jealousy, ~ orst Emotions scrimmage that resulted in her rush- ing to her mother. Yet, had it not been for my testimony, he would un- doubtedly have been the only one | punished. Tattling Makes Prigs of Children. Incidentally, tattling is just as | much a sin as hair pulling and should not be encouraged. Of course there | are times when a child must tell in self-defence, but too often they get the habit and develop into self-right- eous little prigs. We de not easily forget injustice. A man of forty tells me that he has never ceased to burn with hate when he thinks of a nurse giru who unjust- ly put the blame on him in a dispute between him and one of his sisters. He says he will never forget the fury he felt when he heard her refuse to corroborate him in his true story. The Unfairness Broke His Heart. In an article on child’s suicide is an uncanny story of the youngest suicide ever known. A child of three | was playing with his younger | brother when his mother came into the room with a tub of scalding water. There had been some fracas between the two children, and, with- out a question as to the right, the mother picked up the younger child and petted it and rebuked the elder. | Whereat the three-year-old, in a pa: slon of resemtment, threw hims into the tub of water. A horrible story, 1 isn’t it? But it est child can feel injustice and should make the mother judges even more zealous how they deal out jus- tice in the little court where their as much to blame as brother for the power is absolute. REVELATIONSOF A WIFE By ADELE GARRISON How Dicky Contrived to Avoid All Chances of Spoiling Madge’s Day. When Dicky, with flushed face and stammering tongue, made the flimsy excuse to Miss Draper which was to prevent her from taking the train to Marvin with us, my dejection vanished in a moment. Dicky had forgotten to his madel and secretary, Grace Draper, whom I heartily disliked, that he and I were to spend the day Marvin, and that, therefore, she would not be needed at the studio. telephone the station, and had coolly announced on the train with us. Knowing that 1 had reckoned on our day alone to- gether, Dicky had promptly invented an errand for her at the studio. I had the satisfaction of seeing her perfect poise shaken for just the fraction of a minute. She bit her lip, 2nd her color heightened a bit. But her voice was as calm as even. It's lucky you thought of the Mr. Robinson now in- stead of later in the day,” she said indifferent I was sure that she knew ¢ 11 as Dicky and I did that Mr, Robinson, the art editar of Thurston’s, was really in no hurry for the drawings Dicky had said were promised for the afternoon. But she was able to eliminate from her man- ner any suspicion that the errand was simply an excuse to keep her from traveling on the same train with us. She held out her hand to me as she left us, and I had to admit that her bearing was superb, “Shal]l we not see you later in the cday, Mrs. Graham?” she asked sweet- iy. My sister would be delighted to have you both come ta dinner. May I not tell her you will be our guests?” “We should be charmed, I am sure,” I countered, “but Mr. Graham'’s mother is not well, as you probably know, and we must get back to the v by dinner time.” ‘But our dinner is at noon,” ted. I saw that behind smiling courtesy there was some par- ticular reason why she wished us to come to her sister’s home. “You will surely have to eat samewhere be- tween now and your dinner at home. Why not be our guests?” s w she her Dicky is Diplomatic. “You are awfully kind.” Dicky's voice struck in, to my intense relief. “But we have no idea where we shall at eating time. Next time come we shall surely plan ta accept| vour hospitality and your sister's. I have a very vivid recollection of the splendid ‘eats’ we enjoyed at your house when we visited Marvin before. Rut today you will have to excuse us. We are going to be two vagabonds, getting a bite wherever we happen to be.” “How perfectly fascinating! must not keep you. Good-by"” with a dazzling smile at Dicks courteaus nod to me, she was gone. “Gee, I'm glad that I happened to think of those drawings!” Dicky gave a vast sigh of relief as we passed down to our train and found seats. We don’t want anybody to share this af ours, do we, sweetheart?” I wanted to believe him. In spite colder judgment my heart involuntarily at his words. Le we But I And a of teaped But his sigh my sutisfaction were a bit overdone. I linew he would not have objected to Miss Draper’s presence on our trip as strenuously as he wished me to be- lieve he would, But I resolutely put all doubts from me, and entered into Dicky’s plans for the summer, over which he waxed enthusiastic as we sped alang. “There are two or three of the fel- lows come down here summers who 1 know will be glad to go Dutch on a motor boat,” he said. “We can take the bulliest trips, way out to deserted sand islands, where the surf is the best ever. We'll take along a tent and spend the night there some- times, or we can stretch out ;n the j boat. Then we must see if we can get hold of some harses. Do you ride? Think of it! We’'ve been mar- ried months and I don’t know yet whether you ride or not!” “No, I don’t ride, but oh, how I've always wanted to I turned with enthusiasm. Then, with a sudden qualm, “but all that will be terribly expensive, won’t it?"” “Not so awful,” Dicky said, smiling down at me, “But even if it is, I guess we can stand it. I've had some cracking good orders lately. We'll have one whale of a summer.” Follow My Lead.” My heart beat high with happiness. surely, with all these plans for me, my husband’s thoughts could not be much occupied with his beautiful model. As he lifted me down to the station platform at Marvin I looked with friendliness at the dingy, bat- tered old railroad station which I remembered, at the defiant sign near it which trumpeted in large type, ‘Don’t judge the town by the station and the winding main street of the village, which, when I had visited Marvin before, Dicky had wished to show me. Upon that ather visit our first sight of Grace Draper and Dicky's interest in her had spoiled the trip for me. I had insisted upon going back with- out seeing some of the things Dicky had planned to show me, and I had disliked the thought of the town ever since. But with Dicky’s loving plans for my happiness dazzling me I felt a touch of the glamour with which he invested the place in my eyes. I caught at his hand in an unwonted burst of tenderness. “Let's walk down that old winding sireet which you told me abaut last winter,” I said. ‘“T've wanted to see ¢ ever since you spoke about it.” “We'll probably motor down it in- stead,” he grinned. ‘“There’s a real cstate office just opposite here, and T cce the agent’s flivver in front of the icor, while he stands just inside his office. The spider and the fly, eh, Madge? Well, Mr. Spider, here are two dear little flies for you!” “Oh, Dicky!” T dragged at his arm in protest. “Don’t spoil our first view of that street by whirling through it in a car. Let's saunter down it first, and then come back to the real estate man.” “You have a gleam of human intel- ence, sometimes, dan’t you?” Dicky demanded banteringly. Then he took my arm to help me across the rough places in the country road We had almost reached the door of the office when Dicky caught sight of a plainly dressed woman coming toward us. I heard him catch his Lreath, his grasp on my arm tight- | of relief, his words of cned, and with an indescribably agile shows how keenly even the young- | PICTURES thats why it 1s the Best ou see §tars ' in METRO PICTURES inta the me with movement he fairly bolted real estate office, dragging him. “I'll explain later,” he car. “Just follow my lead now.” As he turned to the rotund little real estate agent, who came forward to greet us, a look of surprise on his round face, I looked through the window at the woman from whose sight he had dodged. Then I felt that I planation indeed. For the woman whose eyes my hus- rand so evidently wished to avoid was Mrs. Gorman, Grace Draper's sister. said in my needed an ex- Pimples rashes, hives, red- ness and skin blemishes can be quickly removed with Glenn’s Sulphur Soap Delightful in a warm bath before retiring—soothes the nerves and induces refresh- * ing sleep. Druggists. Hair and Whisker Dye, Black or Brown, 50c.