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e Kind You Have Always Bought Bears the : Z‘ ture of UIT MEAT WHEN BACK HURTS OR KIDNEYS BOTHER Uric Acid in meat Kidneys and irritates Bladder. ys clogs Glass of Salts is Harmless way to flush Kidneys, says authority. If you must have your meat every y, eat it, but flush your kidneys th salts occasionally, says a noted thority who tells us that meat forms ic acid which almost paralyzes the fineys in their efforts to expel it from blood. They become sluggish and falen, then you suffer with a dull sery in the ‘kidney region, sharp ns in the back or sick headache, iness, your stomach sours, tongue coated and when the weather is bad have rheumatic twinges. The ine gets cloudy, full of sediment, the lannels often get sore and irritated, liging you to seek relief two or three jnes durihg the night. '© neutralize these irritating acids, cleanse the kidneys and flush off body’s urinous waste get four nces of Jad Salts from any phar- hcy Bere; take a tablespoonful in a ss of water before breakfast for a days and your kidneys will then fine. This famous salts is made pmi the acid of grapes and lemon combined with lithia, and has used for generations to flush and nulate sluggish kidneys, also to tralize the acids in urine, so i% no hger irritates, thus ending Wladder aknes: £ ad Salts is inexpensiy+; cannot in- re, and makes a deljZhtful efferves- t lithia-water dr BILLY MASON IN “AS THE CANDLE BURNS” THURS. ONLY DOUGLASS MONRO IN “UNDER SUSPICION” FRIDAY and SATURDAY DOROTHY KELLY, IN “HESTER OF THE MOUNTAINS” Today and Tomorrow Mr. William Fox Presents William Farnum IN i “Fires of Conscience” Billie Burke IN “Gloria’s Romance” Chapter 11 Local Pictures PATHE WEEKLY §i GEORGE OVEY, IN “MAKING THINGS HUM” Matinee 5c¢ “SEE AMERICA FIRST” Evening 10c : R AN ALL THIS WEEK HARTFORD. ALL THIS WEEK Twice Daily 2:15-8:15 p. The New GLOBE TROTTERS Ladies’ Matinee Every Day 10c. Except Saturdays and Holidays. m. , , - News for NEW. BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, e A STORY YOU CAN BEGIN AT ANY TIME Her Side How Cora and David Temple Solved Thelir -and His Marital Problems By ZOE BECKLEY Victor and Vanquished As Cora and Mrs. Rourke left the room Rourke tried to straighten himself. It was a bitter hour for him, coming to plead with the man who had him pinned. table his voice. “I am asking you to have a heart, I cleaned me up in the election. years at least. Ain't that enough for you? you and Mr. Brett and Mi push them #Mbel suits me clean. You've got me where I can’t With one fat forefinger tracing inv. s he talked, Rourke pleaded with on the in - ible patterns a note of pathetic huskiness dave,” he began dejectedly. “You've I'm down. My business is crimped for four T'll be honest with you. If you Laurence—youll bust do you any more harm. Why hit a fellow when he's down? Let up, will-you?” “I can only speak for my suit—not for said coldly. “If you let up, they will, too,” Rourke said “My suit is going on!” David said Rourke’s face flushed with disappointment “It ain’t for myself I'm eating dirt, the old woman and the kid. If it'd been with no let up. But they seen their hard days I was a bricklayer and out of a job half the time and weeks and months when there wasn’t food enough for all of them I don’t want to bring them ds But your suits will bust me if you don’t let up, Dave.” feed one. Dave. was awkward and somewhat weal. 3rett or Miss Laurence,” David gerly. “They told me so.” e of the whole affair. and anger. Dave,” Rourke went on, “it’s for me alone, I would go on fighting the wife and the kid. When at that, there was da with dis to like them, His appeal s back or anything “There’s be no need for this line of talk if you hadn’t been so anxious to ‘bust’ me and my wife!” David ex vile stuff for the world to paw over!"” “I was only hitting back after you laimed landed out passionately. “Printing that at me, at the building code,” Rourke protested. “Here was I, anxious to make you, doing me best to put you on Basy street, introducing the inside track on everything—and first you to all the big bugs and giving you thing I know you turn on me and try to wipe me out. I'm sorry now I went as far as I did. I don’t want to put out a rotten tenement house law. I see it different now. I'm willing to back down. Can’t you glve a man a chance?” “My fight was not against you personally until you made it personal,” David retorted. “I was fighting the code, the filthy slander of myself and others, you've got to either prove your statem not .you. Then you came out with who had done you no harm. Now ents against us or pay the penalty.” “I can’t,” Rourke muttered dispiritedly. “T can’t stand three suits. Elec- tion hit me harder than you think.” He took up his hat and was about to leave in hopeless recognition of the futility of pleading any more with David. Strangely enough that very action had its effect with David. “If it were a question of breaking only you,” David said sharply, “I could find it in me to let up on you. But if I can break you I'll break your power to do the people of this city the sort of thing you tried to do with the building code.” Rourke had come to the end of his family that had forced his rough spirit pleading. Tt was his love for his to this unwonted humiliation. But there was a limit to what he was willing to stand. “All right, burst of desperation. then; we’ll go to the mat for a finish fight,” he said with a “To the finish,” David echoed, nodding, just as their wives entered the room and heard the conclusion of their Whom Would Molly, the little stenographer lady, and I amused ourselves on a tedious trolley trip the other day in a way which has long been a favorite in our family. In each of the successive cars asked each other which man wonld marry if from the specimens of the male there displayed. Now that may sound terribly silly, but you can’t imagine how amusing and interesting it is until you have tried it. 2 It gives an impetus to the study of faces as indexes to character. Molly Looks at Mouths. Molly looks chiefly at mouths. She rejected one unconscious suitor be- cause of the full lines over the mouth that are apt to spell sensual- ity anq another because he shut his mouth too tightly. “That means the kind of bad temper that he shuts in for people outside of the ‘family and lets loose on his wife,” she said. T consult mouths, but I look at eyes, too; I like to see if they are warm or cold. Then if the man is old enough to have wrinkles, I look for humor wrinkles radiating from the eyes out; ward, for two of my ideal require- ments are a sense of Jjustice and a sense of humor. Of course the financial standing of we we sex we had to choose | best indexes. cla place any other article of male attire. One man whose financial status had Dbeen uncertain promptly lost out when we noticed his shoes, of light vellow, cheap looking leather, and made with that super-ac interview. You Marry? these unconscious applicants for our hands came into question. We Made A Study of Their Shoes It is more difficult to place a man financially by his clothes than a wom- an because men’s clothes are standardized. more ‘We found that shoes are one of the You can tell a high- shoe more surely than you can ntuated box-toe and lavish perforations. They were not free from mud and they were topped by striped stockings. ‘While a man next him in a shabby suit was marked O. K. we took stock of his shoes, darker leather, made on long plain lines, immaculately polished and topped with thin black lisle stockings. You Can Often Tell A Gentleman By His Nails Carefully kept nails, too, denote the gentleman even in shabby clothes. My pen runs a: with me. But it was such fun! And such harmless fun! Now were we smug enough not to wonder what criticisms they would have passed on us had they chosen to play at the same game. e G rl_i’!"enu for Tomorrow—} Breakfast Sliced Bananas Spanish Omelet French Fried Potatoes Crumplets Coffee Lunch Potato Chowder Cold Slaw NBURY FAIR p® CT.2.345.6.7 [ARTFORD ART SCHOOL| Strong, Professional Courses in brawing, Painting, Costume Illustra- ion and Design. 40TH YEAR OPENS OCT. 2. Apply for full particulars. 8 Prospect St. Hartford, Conn. Grapes Jumbles Tea Dinner Cream of Peanut Soup Broiled Steak Baked Squash Mashed Potatoes Asparagus Salad Orange Shortcake Coffee Spanish Omelct—Melt one table- spoonful butter in omelet pan, add two well beaten eggs, to which quar- ter teaspoonful salt and dash of red LADIES’ NIGHT Ftna Bowling Alleys Each Wednesday Eve. Alleys open to ladies every Afternoon. pepper and two tablespoonfuls hot water have been added. Cook on cool portion of range, lifting mixture as for scrambled eggs. When creamy, brown in oven, fold and serve, garnish with Spanish sauce. Saute two tablespoonfuls each c¢f chopped onion, green pepper. clove of garlic, in four heaping tablespoonfuls hot butter until brown, adding one cupful tomato pulp. Season with salt, pepper, paprika and red pepper. Cook till thick. Cream of Peanut Soup—-Put one quart milk, a little celery seed or one stalk of chopped celery, one cupful of peanut butter, one teaspoonful onion juice, and a little pepper in a double boiler; stir and cook for ten minutes. Moisten one heaping table- spoonful cornstarch in one tablespoon- ful cold milk and addit to the hot milk with one bay leaf and one blade of mace; stir till smooth and thick. Strain through a fine sleve. Add salt to taste, reheat and serve at once twith croutons. Another Fashion Display. It is well worth ones time to drop in at 139 Main street and see the new Vogue models just received by C. M. Grocock toda His Specialty Shop for smart millinery is the only distinctive one in town and deserves the special attention of “good dressers.”—advt. Wrist watches are growing in favor because of their handiness. Theater Goers MIDDLEMASS PLEASED AT RECEPTION GIVEN BY FOLKS AT HOME “There’s the thrill that comes once in a life-time to an actor,—playing for the first time in his home town,” said Robert Middlemass when seen this morning. “If all men of the profession are tendered the same reception upon going back to the old stamping srounds that I got last night at the Lyceum, it is indeed worth No one can imagine the sensation, after an absence of some years, to ap- pear in a theater where almost every face in the audience’ is familiar, Where everyone is sympathetic, where there is more than a passing interes manifested in"the work. Las night's audience was one of the most attentive and responsive gatherings of playgc. s I have ever seen. They seemed to en- joy the play immensely and my co-workers appreciate the cor- dial good will of ecveryone present fully as much as 1. Mr. Middlemass will tour the western states with “The House of Glass,” playing the lead part of this drama until the end of the winter months when he may join one of the greatest stock companies in the country This engagement would carry him through June, July and August after which he intends to spend his vaca- tion in New Britain. He has been offered the leading part in Miss Julia Arthur's new play “Sermonda” which will open in November; but probably will not accept it. NO STONES THROWN AT‘HOUSE OF GLASS’ Boy, Given Rousing Welcome Just where “The House of Glass" Which played at the Lyceum last night, derived its name is a mystery that may never be solved. Surely none of the characters who played in glass house were throwing stones, or, at least, none were perceptible to the audience. No 'brickbats went through windows. If anything, those who car- ried burdens the did not want to ex- pose were extremely cautious them under cover. But that is apart from the play. The main thing that matters in this narration is that a New Britain boy played the leading role in this four act play and, seemingly, all his friends in New Britain turned out to accord him a welcome to his old home town. It was a great event, a gala occasion, for Robert Middlem There was scarcely a vacant seat the house. Supporting Mr. Middlema arily she would be called the leading character in the play, was Miss Adel- ina O’Connor, a very remarkable emo- tional actress. Last night, despite her clever acting, she was forced to share the greater part of the lime light with the man from New Britain. And, be it said in passing, he was at his best. New Britain today is proud to have such a representative of the histrionic art, such a brilliant young satellite who plays under the proscenium arch. It is no wonder New Britain turned out to welcome a v We also take more than pa rest in tho stage success of Robert Middlemass because at one time he was a fellow worker on the Herald. Newspaper- men do have a way of sticking to- gether, To the play: Tt is a distressing sort of thing for a’ that; but, at the same time, it is intensely dramatic and ex- tremely interesting. There are mom- ents in “The House of Glass” when many members of the audience fecl like mounting the stage and ending the whole affair,—cutting short the suspense. Therein 1i interest. it has more big moments than any other play that has been in this neck of the woods for lo these many months, at least since the stock company held (he boards last year. And it all has to do with the pitiful life story of Margaret Case. She is an innocent young girl who lives in a New York lodging house. While there she meets and falls in love with James Burke, a clev- er young crook, who has made a big haul. Margaret knows nothing about his career and when he presents her with a fifty thousand dollar necklace she takes it, believing he has inher- ited a sum of money from a relative. They are to go away and be married. Just as she is packing her trunk, and while James Burke is reiterating his love for her, in walk the police. He {s put in irons, and Margaret Case is taken out unconscious. Ten years later, so the play goes, Margaret Case is married to a pros- perous rallroad man in Kansas City, Henry Lake. She has forsaken New York, where she was arrested with James Burke as an accomplice in thc robbery. In fact, she has broken ner parole, after having served three years in jail. She never confides this secret to her husband. While in Kansas City she takes an active interest in uplift work,—trying to better the environ- ment of criminals. Her husband is made a tempting offer hy a great rail road president from the T She dreads the going back to York and is warned not to do so by Jam Burke, the criminal, who is now clear { of prison. Her husband accepts the n ordin- ew offer, however, and soon the twain Jare back in the big town. Robert Middlemass, New Britain | | dlemas this ; to lkeep | | trait of a crook, the man responsibie and WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 27, 1916. PAY WEEKLY beyond 0 the prices are the helpful CHARGED a LADIES’ LADIES’ STREET AND SILK AND LI CHARMING STYLES IN WOMEN’S WEAR OUR FALL describe—they privilege of HAVING WEEKLY Payments and there’s no cuse for buying elsewhere. AND AND MISSES’ COATS TRIMMED HATS THE NEW FALL SHOES Women Readers e 2 NG, ONEY. JOWN GARMENTS are simply power of cold type to are Beautiful. And reasonable. Add to\this THEM Conven ient ex- the so nd paying MISSES’ SUITS $14.75 and up and up and up PARTY DRJESSK and up .$ 3.50 and up NGERIE WAISTS All Prices per schedule, the terrible part of the play happens. The police find her, and the past of Margaret Case is bared. It is the big moment of the play, ana Miss O’Conner goes through it as few | actresses on the stage are capable of | doing. Arising to the same emergeu- cy, Clyde Fogel plays the part of a young lawyer. Mr. Fogel demonstrat- ed that he 1s par excellence in th style of acting. He won the appro of a large audience and shared the male honors with Hr. Middlemass. It was an all around company that supported Miss O’Conner and Mr. Mi last night. Hal Mordaunt of the Central Office por- trayed the typical police detective. Tt would be very difficult to imagine a more hard hearted officer of the law. Even with all his sterness Mr. Mor- daunt won the approval of those who witnessed the play. Charles Reigel the railroad magnate was so natural as to remind one of Mr. Charles Mel- len erstwhile president of the New York, New Haven and Hartford, which is saying a great deal for Mr. Reigel. Amelia Meyers as a typical New York hoarding house keeper was also true to life, as was Foster Wil- ms who gave a very finished por- Carroll for all the misery in the life of poor little Margaret Case. There might have been some suicides in the aud | ence had not the play ended happily; but Henry Lake believed in the inno- cence of his wife, and they lived hap- pily ever after. Others who took part in the drama were, Alma Wolf, Wilbur Martin Malloy, Ray Hyde, m Miller, Silas E. Iwamoto, a ap, Williams T. Hayes and Sonia Jasper. GRIPPING DRAMA OF LIFE ON AT LYCEUM The photoplay, Children?” which at » is said to be-one powerful attempted ever serious sex question and cugen- ics. The plot is well worked out and presents Tryone Power as Richard Walton, the district attorney, who is a great believer in cugenics and whose heart is made sad by the sight of unfortunates brought into his office that he know$ are marked with the cross, being marked physically or morally from conditions surrounding their birth. Walton’s wife, a was an evident belie lation and their m rge was child- | less, although the husband never knew that his wife was at fault. Wal- ten’s brother-in-law, a young rake, betraved a young girl and Mrs. Wal- ton, to assist her, referred her to her own physician. The girl. died, but before passing away, related enough of her story to convict the doctor. In a vain attempt to get freedom, the doctor threatened to expose Mrs. Walton to her husband but failed. Before going to prison he contrived | to send the district attorney his day book and then it was that the prosecutor knew why his life had been a childless one. distressing scene follows and the wife repents, but too late, and during the remain- der of her life she has to face her husband’s unspoken question, ‘“Where Are My Children?” “Where opens Are My the Ly- | of the plays the ceum toda most emotional film ever and deals with social butterfly, in birth regu- | ASK FOR and GET HORLICK’S | THE ORIGINAL MALTED MILK Cheap substitutes cost YOU same price.. CLARA OQAKES USHER, TEACHER OF VOICE Resumes Teaching September 18th, STUDIOS—15 F Plainvilic. Wednesdays, p. m., Brown Thompson mington Ave,, 1to5 Hart- from Bldg. There, as | ford. | made of this unfortunate occurrence | | your attitude may be in regard to this | thing,” he went on, flushing painfully, By ADELE VELATIONSOF A WIFE GARRIGCN Why Dr. Pettit Promised Not to Re- port the Tragic Incident. “Ah, good morning, Mrs. Graham. I am glad to see vyou are looking Letter.” The commonplace words from the lips of Dr. Pettit ushered in what promised to be an interview moment to me. “I am feeling much better, thank vou,” I replied. “I understand that Dicky is much better this morning, and that Miss Draper has rallied.” “Mr. Graham will need but very little more attention,” Dr. Pettit re- plied. “He may sit up today, and by tomorrow he can get about as well as cver. But Miss Draper’s condition is another matter. True, her vitality is curprising. If no infection develops, she stands a very good chance of re- covering; otherwise we will have a stiff fight on our hands.” “T am so sorry,” I said faintly. The physician was regarding me with grave, inscrutable eyes, which disconcerted me, “There is something I must discuss | with you this morning, Mrs. Graham,” he sald at last, “if you are sure you are strong enough to bear the excite- ment.” “I am perfectly strong,” I returned shortly, disdaining to reveal to him how much I was disturbed. “Very well, then. Wil | seated, please?” There was more than a hint of for- mality in his tone. I was glad to sit down. I felt that I could conceal the trembling of my knees befter in that posture. “You perhaps know,” Dr. Pettit be- | gan, “that a report should have been you be to the proper authorities. I have pur- posely delayed making this until you should have recovered from the shock of last night, for the after effects Of} such a report will concern you most vitally.” “I do not understand,” I faltered. “Please speak more plainly.” Dr. Pettit drew a long breath, braced himself as if he were about to dive into cold water. “Well, then, to speak plainly,” he caid, “if T report to the police the fact that Miss Draper has attempted to murder your husband and has almost succeeded in killing herself, the next editions of the newspapers will be full of it. The very worst construction will be placed upon the relationship tetween your husband and Miss Dra- per, and there will not be a shred of itbe reputation of either left.” Madge Surprises the Doctor, He stopped, flushed and stammered a bit, as he went on. “Please do not take offense at what I am about to say,” he said, “but it is neces v that you should hear it. If this publicity comes it will not hurt jou, except for the unpleasantness of Laving your name associated with such an occurrence. “Of course, I do not know what “but I must point out to you that the publication of these facts would be a very effective weapon if, because of this sad affair, you should wish to free yourself from your martfal ties.” For a moment I was too dumb with smazement to answer him. I had | counted on his wishing to suppress the facts in order to save me the pain cf publicity. And here he was vir- tually urging me to allow the terrible | thing to be blazoned to the world that I might have an excuse to free my- self from Dicky! “May I ask, Dr. Pettit,” I inquired frigidly, “why you should imagine that I wish to free myself from my martial ties?"” “Why,” he stammered, ‘I thought the discovery of your hushand's per- fidy might—" I think some hidden emotion had ot | spoken if he had taken a sober second | thought. J But I gave him no time to them. I sprang to my feet and faced ‘hinl, alternately flushing and paling | with the intensity of my emotion | “Simply Let Things Go.” i | “My nhusband’s perfidy!” I ex- | claimed passionately. “You surely do not understand. Dr. Pettit. My hus- band has not been untrue to me. In- deed, he was shot because he would not be. He has been foolish, care- less, and has hurt me cruelly this summer, but there has been nothing in his actions which would give mb eny reason for leaving him. In fact &1l our differences were straightened out the day I oame so near drowning at the beach. We were fully recon- ! ciled to each other at that time.” I saw him wince, but he accepted the rebuff without aking any retort save that of a cynical disbelieving little gleam in his eyes. I felt re- sentfully that he believed the worst _ of Dicky and had a contemptuous pity | for what he considered my credulity. “Then I may infer that you do not wish any report made of this occur- rence,” he inquired gravely. “Oh, it seems as if I could not bear any publicity concerning it,” I said, |{and I could not keep my voice from | trembling with the terror I felt at the ‘prospect. The cynical gleam left Dr, Pettit’s eves. Into them crept the look of tender sympathy which I had seen .in those eyes so often before. He ad- vanced a step, gathered my hands in his, and his grasp was reassuring, “There will be no publicity unless Miss Draper dies,” he said gently, “and not then if it is humanly possible for me to prevent it.” He pressed my hands tightly, dropped them and abruptly left the room, without making any reference to any risk he himself would run in neglecting to report Grace Draper’s act. The remains of my Puritan con- science told me that I had no righ to accept such a sacrifice, especiajly from a man as interested in Dr. Pettit seemed to be. But when I faced the alternative of Dicky's name being dragged through the newspapers my Puritan con- sclence fled. “Lillian’s advice was good enough for me,” I told myself grimly. “IT would simply let things go.” HUNTER AND SWARTZ GOING BIG AT GRAND retraet me as There are many people in “The Globe Trotters,” besides Frank Hun- | ter, but this popular comedian fur- nishes at times nearly 100 of the amusement. And isn’t working at it, his twin star, die Bwartz, is busy so there isn’t a minute when there isn't something te laugh about in this year’s edition of “Blutch” Cooper’s great show. 1In the first half of the entertainment which is attracting hundreds to the Grand theater twice a day Mr. Hun. ter portrays an Italian. In the last half, he assumes a black face role, and he does both successfully. Eisie Lavedau, a newcomer to burlesque, who handles the prima donna part, demonstrates her ability and wins the * audience with her fine voice and per- sonality. Irving O'Hay is a corking “straight” and the Isabella Sister offer a good violin and mandolin specialty in the olio. “Blutch” Cooper has pro- vided splendid costumes and scenig equipment. The chorus members asy~ well *as the principals are talented$ Audiences are also pleased with the work of Julia Clifford, Flo Davenport and Virginia Ware. Take it as a per cent. when run away with his discretion, that these last words would not have been whole, “The Globe Trotters,” is a thoroughly enjoyable burlesque show.

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