New Britain Herald Newspaper, November 28, 1917, Page 5

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REVELATIONS OF A WIFE Ry ADELE GARRISON e How It Happened That Lillian Said “Don’t Betray Any Emotion; There They Are.” When Lilllan Underwood had been lost to sight inside the rather dis- reputable looking apartment building in a poor quarter of the city, before whish she had signalled our taxi to stop, Katherine Sonnot and I, who had accompanied her on the mys- terious expedition, ventured to look @t cach other questionably for the first time since Lillian had led us through the secret passage from her library to the next house. We had obeved her upon us to keep our eyes open, our lips closed and our faces “like poker piavers.” PRut we were alone in the ' the driver couldn’t possibly hear ! our low tones, and it was not in fem- inine human naturc to keep from apeculation as to the naturc of the bizarre things we had witnessed, Verc yvou ever so ihrilled in vour | 1i{e bafore, Madze?" Katherine asked. “I feel as if I were living a movie lodrama serial. What do yvou sup- © it all means® Of course Lillian st be doing some important secret werk for the government. I've read —_— AH! BACKACHE GONE'! I RUE LUMBAGO AWAY I i i | I} Rub Pain from Back With Small Trial Bottle of Old “St. Jacobs OIL” AL! TPain is gone! Quickly ?—Yes ‘et from sorens: and pain follows a with “St. Jacobs Oil.’ ~Rub this soothing, penetrating ofl t on vour painful back. and like magic, relief comes. “St. Jacobs Oil” is a narmless backache, lumbago and seiatica cure which never disappoints | and doesn’t bura the skin. Straighten up! Quit complaining! ! Stop those tortuous “stitches.” In a | moment you will forget that you ever had a weak back, because it won’t hurt or be stiff or lame. Don’t suffer! Get a small trial bottle of old, honest “St. Jacobs Ofl"” from your druggist now and get this lusting relief. Almost instant re- sliffness, _sentle lameness rubbing Not a Bite of Breakfast Until You Drink Water Says ‘a glass-of hot water and phosphaté prevents illness and keeps us fit. Just as coal, when it burns, leaves behind a certain amount of incom- bustible material in the form of ashes. 0 the food and drink taken day after dny leaves in the alimentary canal a certain amount of indigestible ma- terial, which if not completely elim- {natcd from the system each day, be- comes food for the millions of bac- teria which infest the bowels. From this mass of left-over waste, toxins and ptomain-like poisons are formed and sucked into the blood. Men and women who can’t get feel- ing right must begin to take inside baths. Before eating breakfast each morning drink a glass of real hot | water with a teaspoonful of lime- stone phosphate in it to wash out of | the thirty feet of bowels the previous day's accumulation of poisons and toxins and to keep the entire alimen- tary canal clean, pure and fresh. Those who are subject to sick head- sche. colds, biliousness, “constipation, | others who wake up with bad taste, | foul breath, backache, rheumatic stiff- | ness, or have a sour, gassy stomach | after meals, are urged to get a quarter pound of limestone phosphate from lhe drug store, and begin practicing | internal sanitation. This will cost very little, but is sufficlent to make anyone an enthusiast on the subject. Remember inside bathing is more important than outside bathing, be- cause the skin pores do not absorb ' impurities into the blood, causing poot health, while the bowel pores do. Just as soap and hot water cleanses, wweetens and freshens the skin, so aot water and limestone phosphate act on the stomach, liver, kidneys and vowels. junction laid | ambi | cleverly | Idllian's face, , about these agents of the government, the men and women who are to all |outwa,rd appearances ordinary per- sons with professions and vocations at which they work, but whe are in- trusted with the most important and | delicate work. Oh, Madge, wouldn’t | it be wonderful if we could be allowed to help, even if it were only the | humblest task!" Is Madge’s Guess Correct? | Her eves were shining, her face glowing.. She was alive to her finger- tips With enthusiastic anticipation. I tried to share her feeling, but the shadow of Grace Draper, for whose | tracking down Lillian had arranged the expedition we were on, Was too heavy on my soul for even patriotic n to have full sway with me. But I guessed dimly that one reason for Lillian’s taking us with her on this expedition, which she could bet- ter have accomplished alone, was to fire ug with just such desires as had colored Katherine's words. It wasn't long before Lilllan reap- peared at the door of the tenement accompanicd by an elderly, heavily built man of unmistakably Latin ori- gln. As they walked side by side down the steps and to the taxi, the ‘ull meaning of the changes Lillian had made in the appearance of her- seif, of Katherine and of me burst upon me. With consummate skill, she had made all of us Latin in ap- pearance. We might have been any of the ordinarily well-to-do South American families who spend so much time in New Yor The Warning Word. “This is Mr. Cabineros, girls,” Lil- lian said when the taxl door had closed after them, and I noticed the omission of our names. ‘“We are go- ing to a little restaurant with which Mr. Cabineros and I are familiar. Tt won't be necessary for you to speak this afternoon, for vou will be sup- posed to know no English, and the more stupid and commonplace you can appear the better I shall like it. If any one thinks of you at all, it will be as relativex of ours whom we're entertaining. Now, if vou will kindly excuse me.” She turned to Mr. Cabineros, who gave me the impression of hiding a clever, alert, resourceful personality behind a corpulent. rather slovenly exterfor, and began to speak rapidly in Spanish. T knew that Lilllan spoke French fluently-—she had spent years in Paris—but that she knew Spanish also, was another revelation of the woman’s marvellously complex personality. T could not, of course, understand a word of what they were ving, but [ noticed a tenseness in Katherine's expression which made me wonder whether or not she knew Spanish. There ‘was one thing, how- ever, which I gathered easily from the colloquy. Lillian ranked the eld- : erly stranger in the mysterious organi- zation to which they evidently both belonged. Tt was a most.ordinary cabaret res- taurant of the second class before which our taxi finally drew up. And our entrance was devold of the slight- est thrill. Mr. Cabineros gave a few directions in Spanish to the head waiter—also a Latin—who came for- ward to greet our party, and we were given a tablé in one of the half-par- titloned alcoves with which the place abounded. But I noticed that it was a table commanding a view of the en- trance, one from which, without at- tracting the slightest attention to our- selves, two of us at least could view the entrance and exit of every diner. " The tables were filling rapidly, for it-was nearing the dinner hour, with a crowd which only the much abused adjective ‘‘motley,” could describe. I noticed that most of the men " and women in the cafe were of similar ap- pearance and costume to our own, so devised by Lilllan, and guessed that they were from the South American countries. I was seated with my back to the door, Lilllan commanding the en- trance, and I kept my eyes strictly to the front., so anxious was I to obey Lillian’s injunction to appear stupid and commonplace. Thus it was that which T was watching, gave me my first indication that our quest had been successful. A tiny spasm of pain and humiliation swept over it, and was gone In the next in- stant, leaving her again the image of an elderly South American sightseer. But she found time to lean over and to give me a hastlly muttered warn- ing. “Don’t look around, and don't be- tray any emotion. They are here!” The next moment Grace Draper, re- gally beautiful as ever, came down the | aisle past our table. And following | in her wake was Harry Underwood! 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It's a very natural tendency to want to see, hear, and compare the different instruments you are considering. No matter what instrument you buy, you are going to be pleased with it. But the degree of pleasure you get from it will depend upon how com- plete is your assurance that you have bought the right instrument—the one that will give you the fullest measure of satisfaction. People who have bought Columbia Grafonolas have done so beca_tuse they Columbia Grafonola Price $110 at them—see them and hear them—that is the way to tell 1 were sure it was a Columbia they wanted. If you have a doubt as to which type of instrument you want, or what kind of finish you prefer, you will find ample opportunity to decide in any store where Columbia Grafonolas are sold. With instruments priced at $18 to $250—all before you—all ready to be played to your contentment—you can judge the Grafonola by any test you wish and buy it with the un- shaken conviction that you could not have made a better choice. Stores selling Columbia Grafonolas are conveniently located. COLUMBIA GRAPHOPHONE COMPANY, New York

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