New Britain Herald Newspaper, July 6, 1916, Page 4

4 'HE SMALL PERSON WILL A-TRAVELING GO BECOTION BT TIRE] ing’s blue poplin, organdie collar d cuffs, white pearl buttons and ckle and a considerable flare mako this youngjcoat. The belt s of self terial and the bonnet blue taffetn} off with a French rose | “Tiove’s Law” % “The Ghost of the Jungle” ‘“T'he Mysteries of Myra” TODAY ONLY Matinee and Eveming Mr. William Fox Presents Everybody’s Favorite WILLIAM FARNUM IN “THE MAN FROM BITTER ROOTS” This Feature played to ca- pacity audiences yesterday and those wishing to be sure of seats should attend Matinee, if possible. Tron Claw—Iatest Chapter Who is the Taughing Mask? Mutual Comedy “JERRY AND THE MOON- SHINERS” Pathe Weekly Current Events Matinees—All Seats Evenings—Orch. Bal | standing atill Tomorrow and Saturday Hazel Dawn in “THE FEUD GIRL” Bessi Barriscale in “NOT MY SISTER” POLP’S HARTFORD ALL WEEK. TWICE DAILY JULIA DEAN And Poli Players In “QUTCAST” | squarely upon it, the water running In | tiny | clothing. IKE CONPOUNCE] SUNDAY AFTERNOON. oating, Bathing, Bowling, L yiliards, Fishing and Dancing. The Popular Picnic Ground. Regular Dinners Moving Picture Theater PIEROE & NORTON, PROPS. If your Baby is 'sick; 4't blame the weather@ Screen Up!, an Up! | soaked from the pouring rain outside. The water oozed from them at every | basket | against | something stirred | The sight made me | condition. | minute till I get some of these wet | NEW. RRITAIN DAILY HERALD, THURSDAY, JULY 6, 1910. 4 z , ews for Theater Goers and Women Readers A STORY YOU CAN BEGIN AT Her Side---and His David ANY TIME How Cora and Temple By ZOE BECKLEY Solved Their Marital Problems " The War Cloud 1 her a little held to her determination. and ter Brett's wife for a bt Although it worri to think how insistant she had been, David must choose between his own wife ness partner. It was true, as David had said, that Rose Brett knew how to design big, costly palaces—the kind through which the newly rich liked to express themselves—while Cora had neither the experience nor the ability for anything more ambitious than a homey home or a natural and charming bit of landscape. Cora pondered over this. Womanlike, after it done, she dered if she had been too severe. She did so long to help David; to hinder him. A sense of confidence swept over her as she recalled Carter Brett had said of her development plan for the ‘“valley trac “The stockholders are crazv ahout it,” he had assured her. fellows say a swimming pool and a rustic tea arbor will be twenty toy sunken gardens and flimsy fol-de-rols. The girls are it, too. Guess they see a chance to show some nifty bathing suit: how, it's n grand-little scheme, and vou're a smart child to think of 1 But what if David was right about it making trouble - between and his wife? Suppose Rose Brett refused to give up her plan? For she had supporters, too. Many of the languid, super-wealthy matrons agreed with her that a pretty garden where liveried flunkeys brought tea or cock- tails on silver trays v more irable than a ‘“swimming hole” where red-blooded youth disported itself in brief costumes. Well, the Bretts must work out their domestic problems just as she and David were work- ing out theirs. The longer Cora thought it over the more eager she felt to carry the plan to success. How splendid it would be to have a part in the actual development of a community! Why, she might help to make children ro- bust and young folks wholesomely happy by the I spot she saw so vividly In her imagination. And how amazing to discover her own talent! Ah, no; nothing could make her renounce her right to be her hus- band’s helpmate now that she had actually proven her ability She would not on any account let Rose Brett trample on her, stifle her person- ality, end her and David's career by threats or dismissal. There was Carter Brett to reokon with. And so far as this situation was concerned Brett was on her side. Cora felt she could count on him—if only h courage lasted. If only he stuck to his determination to act independ- ently of his brilliant wife for once! It was a lovely sunshiny day. Cora, weary of the hotel, put on her hat and started out to walk off her too-thoughtful mood. As she sed the handsome offices of the Colony Park Realty company its president emerged from the doorway. “Why, how d0?” she hailed Brett with a friendly smile, thinking about you. “Let’s take a tramp, Young Person,” he answered. Cora saw with a pang that he looked moody and troubled.” Instantly she knew there had been a clash between the nominal head of the company and the real head—his wife. “I feel like getting the alr,” Brett went on. the Valley Tract. Isn’t it the darnedest thing? letting her have her way for the last ten years. Rose walks over overbody. She don’'t mean to,” he hastily added, for he loved his wife. “It's just her way. She’s brainy, Rose it.”” Cora longed to hurry him to the conclusion. Was he going to hold his ground or was he going to be “walked over”? At that moment she heard the familiar eight-cylinder chug of Rose Brett’s car coming hehind them. She knew, with a tug at her heart that her husband would he seated beside her. Neither she nor Brett turned. To her amazement, as the motor came abreast of them, Rose neither turned her head nor gave the slightest sign of meeting. David waved his hand. But that was all. Then Cora knew Carter Brett had not given in. And that there would be war. Cor. v won- never what “The worth all for Any- youn Brett “I was Jjust “Rose lit into me about That’s what comes of She just walks over me. ELATIONSOF A WIFE By ADELE GARRIZON REV ‘Why Dicky Said “Dom’t Carry the Conscience of the World on Your Shoulders.” “Gat a fire, Madge? Gee, I'm glad! I'm drenched to the skin.” Dicky ran up the veranda steps with water dripping from his hat and his clothing. His shoes, too, were kitchen, her eyes round with wonder a8 she saw the wet puppy in my arms. A Compact of Friendship, “Go upstairs to my closet, Katie."” T cirected, “and bring me down that old white sweater T tore so badly the cther day when it caught on the wire screening. Bring also the most worn bath towel you can find, one that we can mark so it will not be used again upstairs. After yvou have brought them to me heat a little milk, rot toa hot, and bring it here in an old dish.” ““All right, T feex,” Katic answered, and promiptly vanished, to reappear 2gain as promptly with the articles T j had asked for. T had knelt down in front of the fireplace and was holding | the puppy so that the warmth of the blaze would strike his shivering little body. “Oh, Mi dot dres wet, all dog!” “Never soathingly. step. His coat was apened, and un- derneath it I could see a small peach which he tightly his chest, inside which and whimpered. forget pressed and “Whatever in the world?” I asked, and staring at " s Graham, joost look at she exclalmed. ‘‘Heem all oiled, all because dot dirty cpen-mouthed. “For heaven's ploded wrathfully. blocking the zangway. I'm soaked? Let me get to the fire.” 1 stepped aslde as he rushed past me into the living room, leaving muddy tracks upon the rug at every step. 1 did not mind his irritability, but I did object to the havoc he was making of the new rug. “Dicky!” I cried impetuously. “Wait till I roll up that rug before the fireplace. You'll ruin it!” Dicky promptly consigned the rug to a place not recognized by the Uni- versalists, and planted himself sake!” Dicky “Don’t stand there Can’t vou see ex- | mind, Katie,” I “I can put on another dress. Hurry with the milk. T must get this little fellow warmed up.’” Katie disappeared grumbiing, and T sat down before the fire, took the little | dog in my lap, rubbed him drv and then, wrapping him in the old sweater, laid him on the hearth to toast com- fortably. I was glad to see the little Lody stop shivering and le still. T thought he had gone to sleep but when Katie brought in the milk the puppy wriggled out of his warm wrappings and began to lap the milk as if half- starved. | | : “Jolly little beggar, isn't he?" s i replied rills from every part of his id Dicky's voice behind me, with such complete fargetfulness of his rudeness and frritation that | cided also to forget them. “He's a dear,” I returned. ‘*Are| you sure you are quite dry again?| You gave me no chance to help you | with your things. How did vou hap- ren to walk home through the rain? Where was Doran ?" | | | “Where do | “Here,” he commanded torily, not noticing or else the faot that I had turned offended silence, “hold this peremp- | ignoring | away in chap a own T de-| things off. Poor little tyke! He must be chilled through!” i He whisked the peach basket away | with a dexterous movement, and de- posited In my arms a very small and very wet white puppy. I am not fond of animals, and I thought with dismay of the wreck the cald, clammy, little | body was making of my freshly laun- | dered white gown. But there was something so pitiful in the shivering of the little body, something so brave and vet so appealing in the big brown eves, that I forgot everything else in the desire to make the little creature comfortable. “Heat him up first and then give him some warm milk,” directed Dicky, 2s he hurried toward the stair. “I'm going to take a hot bath and get into come dry things. Where’'s mother ” “In her room asleep,” T returned. you suppose the only Marvin would be on a day like this?” demanded Dicky tru- culently. “I would have had ta wait | an hour for Doran, and I wanted to get this little chap home. What do vou think of him?” ““He's a cunning thin truthfully. “I suppose this is the one thing lacking in the furnishing that | you pramised us last night?" “Sure,” Dicky answered cheerfully. “No country house ought to he with- out a do Of course he’s only a puppy yet but he's such a good breed 1 couldn’t resist him.” “He has the most fascinating ugly | “Don’t waken her if you can help it.”” | face T ever saw.” The puppy cocked Then I turned my attention to the | cne ear at me in friendly fashion puppy, which had snuggled as closely | I spoke, as if in acknowledgment of to my,body as he could, tucking his|my doubtful compliment, and absurd little head into the hollow of |“iaughed outright. At the sound he my arm. | jumpea into my lap and snuggled “Katie, come here please,” I|against me, laoking up at me in such taxi driver in I answered, | ter. | call him after him | silence. as | I HERE’S A TUB FROCK TO YOUR GOOD TASTE Voile in a broken polkadot, white and old rose, is a popular fabric this season. Three tucks trim the skirt, a frill being inserted under the mid- ! dle one, frills also trimming the col- lar and cuffs. The blouse is cut sur- plice, white organdie giving the ves- tee and taffeta ribbon the belt warmed toward him. As my arms closed about him I had a curious little feeling that the puppy and I had made a compact of friendship, that henceforth he belonged to me. Who Owns the Dog? “Hasn’t he?"” Dicky returned beam- ingly. “Bes so ugly he’s handsome. | That's the Meed, you see, bull terrier. | Make This Task Easy, ‘ : Free From Unpleasantness You can if you use Sani-Flush to clean the bowl. Sprinkle a little into it every few days. Sani-Flush will make and keep it clean and free from odors— even down to the hidden trap that nothing else can reach. No scrubbing necessary—no dipping of water. ani-Flush is patented, nothing like it. Use it for this purpose only. Itis not for general cleansing purposes. 25 Cents a Can Local water is likely to stain white porcelain bowls. Many women in this city and vicinity have kept bowls free of stains by the use of Sani-Flush. Leading stores sell it. get it for you. If your dealer hasn't it, ask him to Sani-Flush should be used wherever there are toilets in Re Factories, etc. Does PRO itself is sufficiently well known to in- sure capacity houses. it is the fact that Bdith Storey, the popular screen star, heads the cast that gives it strength as a drawing card in New Brit: Miss Storey is the idol of the film de- votees in practically the entire coun- try, and in New Britain she is a warm favorite. pporting her in the big Just look at the way his upper Hp lifts away from his teeth, and zaze on | | that punishing jaw of his. FHe's the | i real thing alright, mother's a bench | dog, father’'s a famous fighter, no | better blood anywhere than this little | tyke has.” “Do you know he lcoks exactly like | the picture of the puppy in your cop: of that Davis story, ‘The Bar Sinis- too!” Dicky ex- claimed gleefully. ‘Yes, he’s the spit- tin’ image of that pup. I think we'll ‘Wyndham Kid, | there's a bar sinister | abaut this chap, too.” ! “A bar sinister,” I returned, puzzled. thought you said this dog had such good blood on both sides. The stor. dog’s mother was an alley dag, you re- member, while you said this one’s was| “So you see it, Second,’ for “Bench dog,” returned Dicky easily. “ a prizé winner season after season. Rut you see, I can’t prove it.” He laughed gleefully. “Why “Because she was stolen from her owner a little while ago, big pow-wow about it, rewards offered and real de- tectives on the trail, but nothing doing. This puppy of hers was given to a man I know by the fellow that | Gid the trick. It seems this friend of | 1alne, who is an awfully clever writer chap, daes crook storfes and all that gort of thing, yvou know, and who | “But Dicky,” I gasped. ‘“You surely | pulled the other fellow out af a hole| one day, and the chap had nothing to | show his gratitude with but this pup. | My friend is going on a long trip, ana can’t keep the little fellow, so he turned him aver to me.” | “But Dicky,” I asped. *You surely are not going to keep him, are you? Why, he's stolen property Dicky turned and looked then threw up his hands despalr. “If I hadn’t forgotten all about her little Puritan principles!” he ex-| claimed. “But I'm afraid this time| youwll have to swallow them. I don't| know. who the chap Is who stole the mother, and if T didn't take this little | fellow the chances are some one | would have grabbed him to make a fighter of him. And training a dog! for a fighter is just about the cruelest thing there is.” He stooped and kissed me lightly on the cheek. “Don’t me, mock at in | arry the conscience of the world on your shoulders, little gi he said. “You only make yourself | and everybody else uncomfortable. The memory of many tempestuous scenes with Dicky warned me to keep | But I thought again, as I| often had before, haw utterly diver-| gent our ideas and ideals were. I knew that I should never feel com- | fortable in this gift of Dicky's. The| knowledge that the dog was not right- fuly ours would always spoll any pleasure I might have in the little | £nimal. EDITH STOREY AT HEAD OF BIG CAST Interest in the week's ].nmu.w.\»} | program at Keeney centered in the big feature for Friday ! Saturday the Vite ph ! blue ribbon special, “The Two d | Sword,” will be shown as the prin-! is promised | and when called ,and Katie hurried in from the | appealing fashion that my heart cipal attraction. While the picture | cream, { thoroughly; | flour with one teaspoonful of baking | | the | rump i preferred. | good stoclk; five-reeler are a number of Vitagraph favorites and the entire cast is above the ordinary. Tomorrow night coupled with the feature will be the Knickerbocker five reeler, “Spellbond,” in which Louise Mercdith cen. “Jackals of a Great City” will also be a part of the bill. Saturday the three reel drama, “Power” and the two-reel ure, “The Human Cactus,” will be prominent on the program Among tonight's offerings are Lubin’s “Love's Law:" the dramatic film feature, “The Ghost of the Jungle” and the ninth episode in “The Mysteries of Myra,” Hearst's biggest serial. These arec in addition to three good vaudeville acts which are given daily. Coming in the near future are the first of the “Who's Guilty” series of Charlie Chaplin in “The Vagabond.” Menu for Tomarrow? | Breakfast 1l Fruit | Bacon and Eggs | Stewed Potatoes Rolls fes i | Vienna Coffee inch Sliced Strawberry Cold Corned Shorteake Beef i Cocoa Dinner Stewed Beef, Neapolitan Style i Mashed Potatoes Beet Tops ench Dressing Cheese Lettuce Wafers Cherry Pie Coffee Strawberry Shortcake Cream three-quarters of a cupful of butter, add two cupfuls of sugar, cream again, then add one cupful of five eggs, beating each one sift in three cupfuls of | Crust— powder, & pinch of salt, one teaspoon- ful of vanilla extract. Bake in two layers. When cold put one layer on plate for bottom crust; spread thickly with sweetened wberries; put an- other layer of cake, spread again with sweetened strawberries, then cover top with whipped cream sweet- ened and flavored with vanilla. Serve with cream. Stewed Beef, Take a four or five Neapolitan Style.— pound piece of of beef, make several holes in it and in each hole insert a strip of bacon rolled in powdered sweet herbs and pepper. Tie the meat into shape and lay in a pot lined with chopped bacon, onion, chopped parsley and such powdered sweet herbs as are Put over a hot fire until well browned, turning frequently, moisten with one pint of thick strained tomato and one cupful of dd one scant teaspoon- ful of salt, cover and simmer slow until the meat is tender, about two hours and a half. Remove and ar- range on a heated platter, surround it with freshly boiled macaroni and pour over all the gravy "~ ASK FOR and GET HORLICK’S THE ORIGINAL MALTED MILK Cheap substitutes cost YOU same price- | solutely idences, Business Offices, Hotels, Stores, not injure plumbing connections. THE HYGIENIC DUCTS COMPAN Canton, Ohio The Trap which Sani-Flush reaches, cleans, keeps clean. A woman who gives an unconven- tional proportion of both her mod- erate means and her life to the service of others was once asked the miserable streets where live huddled together, hopeles: during “disease and bad food and vile beds in dingy holes, and days of fierce, poorly-paid toil.” If 1 didn't give my the alleviation of such should feel even more e them than I do. How can anyone as gencrously as he ford? “As generously he can sibly afford’—there's the mockery of it, for when the giving touches our comfort, our security, the measure of | luxuries we have been used to, that's “as generously as we can possibly af- ford.” People Who Cannot Be Comfortable While Others Are Miserable. The woman people busy toward 1 to mite conditions miserable what made her so generous. “I am not generot she said. “I | am selfish. I give because if I didn’t give I should be so unhappy, especial- 1y when I wake up in the night.” “Why when you wake up in night?” Everything Seems Different in the | ight. | vou know what I mean? That's the time when you get farth- est away from material things. In the daytime when the sun is shining and people are around you, and you are eating and drinking and working and playing, you don't get any per- spective on things. You just do them. | But in the night, especially after | ly was right you've been asleep and cut asunder from the concerns of the day, every- thing seems different. It doesn’t seem so important that you shall have the new dress or the bookcase for the living-room that you thought was ab- | ' ywe need necessarvitoyoutshanplness,fife) i much as they can possibly and it does seem Important that You | Jerorq jsn't enough; that we've got should. consider something besides | yo s e sy AT yourfowniplessures iAndlisiT cant Ko vl e e that I've done something for other | ,;q perhaps in time we'll get wise people, it helps a little then. That's | o;5u0h to turn heavenward to find it what I mean.’ g out—to make giving unnecessary Do you understand? | “If thou hast a loaf to spare and U think I do. thy brother has none, share thy loaf The Submerged Tenth. ‘x\\(h him: but how much better were. That's something the same feel- | it for thee if thou had no loaf to ing that I have when I pass through | spare and thy brother no need.” = & S and Holmes shown on bear can not to possibly give a the as pos- “Don’t who gave so generous- There was selfishness as well as generosity in her giving. But it was a selfishness that we need more of. We need more people who can- not be comfortable while others are miserable. people who can see that .’ g0 Burton= also be interesting Paramount Travelogues, will these two days. FAVORITES BOOKED AT FOX'S TOMORROW MISS DEAN SCORES A TRIUMPH IN “OUTCAST” Two turn-away audiences witnessed the afternoon evening perform- ance at Fox's yesterday. The draw- g card was the William Fox feature, The Man From Bitter Roots,” fea- turing the popular photoplay star. The story abounds in tense situations and throughout the action of the play one is kept wondering as to what Bruce Bart, played by Mr. Farnum, is liable to do next. The scenery, espe- cially the snow country, is realistic and the supporting cast is also above the average. The Pathe Weekly of current events showed some interest- ing scenes in this and foreign coun- tries and the “Iron Claw" still holds the mystery surrounding the identity of the Laughing Mask well locked up. A Mutual Comedy featuring George Ovey, entitled ‘“Jerry and the Moon- shiners,” cause much merriment. This same program will be repeated twice today. For tomorrow and Saturday the Paramount Plays will present Hazel Dawn, in “The Feud Girl,"” a story of the feud country around seorgia. The Triangle Plays will the charming n star rriscale in Not ter,” a »hlem play, based theory of whether a wily married woman should take a chance on wrecking he: future by the confession of wrong to save her The usual are seen in Miss two reel comedy, featuring the Key- |and the production stone Players and the ever-popular | throughout. and Julia Dean’s personal popularity, with Hartford theatergoers is deme onstrated this week at Poli's thea- ter, where the star is appearing with the full cast of the Poli Players in Elsie Ferguson's success, ‘“‘Outcast.” Miss Dean not only scores a person- al triumph in the highly dramatio role, but she again demonstrates that she is rightly classed with the fore- most actors in the country. Her last extended engagement in Hart-* ford was as leading woman of the | Hunter-Bradford Players and since then she has steadily added to her reputation. Her successes are num- bered among the best known plays of the past few years and she re- {turns to Hartford to entertain in & I role for which she is admirably suit- ed. Her presentation of the part in “Outeast’ that compels the all who study it arious transitions. The the are is is one 1t admiration | through happy | shown the arti of- t sere M on E Ressie moments sad vith the masterly ind at no time Dean fail to rise to the full worth of each situation and each line. Mr. all of the other Poli favor Dean's support adequate! and es touch o the Miss a former e and sister. itos is