New Britain Herald Newspaper, September 10, 1919, Page 4

MY A HEART =« MY HUSBAND DELE GARRISON’S NEW PHASE OF Revelations of a Wife hy Madge Felt Mr. Stockbridge Had Much to Explain. It was upon my lips to say that I id not doubt the statement of Milly gckbridge's family to the effect that er husband had threatened to di- lorce her but an hour before she J8s found dead But one look at Alice ce stopped the words upon my lips. was full of the irony which her oice had held. To her the story bas false, only concocted by the dead boman’s family in an attempt to row suspicion upon the man whose fe she had ruined But to me it was a confirmation of theory I had alternately Ind rejected since the terrib! ent when Milly Stockbridge's hone threats to me were cut short such sinister, mysterious fashion. Kenneth Stockbridge had returned ome only that afternoon. He had bt seen his wife since her discovery Alice Holcombe's photograph with s tender inscription in the secret awer of his private desk. Indeed, knew nothing of her opening h bsk or of her desecration of the se- bet he had guarded so long and | ith such exquisite honor. Tt was Milly Stockbridge's first op- rtunity to tax her husband with pr discovery. 1 had seen enough of br to be sure that she wasted no fme in unloading her accumulated rath upon him—could imagine her imal rage, and the vile epithets she ust have heaped upon both him and e woman enshrined with such sa- mo- tele- accepted | | sons heard him Holcombe's | | story | Milly | uttering edness in his heart. Words That Echo. If Kenneth Stockbridge had finally rned upon his tormentor, shrivelled » with his denunciations, and then d gone to her people with a de- and for a release from the burden b had so long carried, it was no lore than any dispassionate obser- br familiar with his story would ve deemed fully justified. But. of urse, taken in connection with her ldden death only a few moments er the story had a most sinister bic. “Between five and half-past.” The words echoed in my ears. Yes, was about half after fiye when lly Stockbridge in a rage so tower- as to make her voice almost un- ognizable had telephoned me. I d wondered at the time what had ppened to rouse to life her insane ath. This story of her relatives swered my cuestion. But it threw mo light upon another lestion which had been with me er since the tragedy. I turned to ice Holcombe with an air of agree- bnt with her theory, and .made an parently cas suggestion: *] suppose they claim that was the rand’ which Mrs. Stockbridge says made at their house. You remem- you told me he said he had gone pre.” A Memory Picture. and it is so unfortunate that did go over there. It gives color their story. And I'm afraid they working to make out a case hinst him. They keep insinuating ht he lying in his account of ldipg Milly. They agree with his ! tement that he was only at their luse a few minutes, but they say said at first that he went straight Ime and found her. That would ban that he waited nearly an hour fore telephoning Dr. Lyons. “But they accuse him of changing | later,”” she went on, ‘'saying t when he went into the house ASTORIA For Infants and Children Use For Over 30 Years RAND Hartford. d ture of ain Street Fhone. 1026 BURLESQUE L] yave Marion with An All Star Show . 24--Chorus--24 ‘Yes, | tola PHONE 1000 Last Nigietis Herald Said he Lyceum Players * SCORE BIG é ‘The Silent Witness”’ If You See it in The Herald It's So! The Smashing Big Dramatic - Sensation. Suspense, Thrills | and Stirring Melodrama. TONIGHT AND EVERY 5 NIGHT THIS WEEK Matinee Tomorrow—Thursday “Greatest Dramatic Triumph Since ‘Madame X ™ SUC ! smile | Stockbridge avou Bewy, utt o his father-in-law’s, he did not her, and that he went out again upon an errand, and upon his return after six found her lying near the telephone. But the last statement is the one I believe Kenneth made. Several per- that, while there s word for the first he told."” sea is only the family they claim “You say he says he went into the house at five-thirty and did not see her?” The question escaped me in- voluntarily Why?" Her voice held a inflection which warned me not to betray the reason for my query. “Nothing,”” 1 returned inelegantly. “It was simply an idle question.” But my brain was busy with the picture my memory was calling up. At five-thirty Kenneth .\‘Qo(‘khrn»lgo had re-entered his home after going to his father-in-law’s. At five-thirty, tockbridge, seated at the tele- phone, where her husband could not possibly help seeing and hearing her as he passed through the hall, was vile threats against Alice Holcombe and me in a raucous scream which must have been audible through the house And but a minute or two later had cried out in_ fear, and the tele- phone had been suddenly s!\onccd,. The sound of the front door being “officially opened” by the nitor for the arrival of the teachers and the voices of the two earliest arrivals put an abrupt stop to our dialogue. But 1 carried away with me like a buzzing gnat the conviction that Kenneth Stockbridge had much to explain. What Miss Wines Said Madge. Miss Wines and Miss Pratt—disre- spectfully alluded to by their younger colleagues s “0Old Grouchy" and “Miss Prim’—came hurriedly down the corridor to the office, whispering in low, hurried tones. Always the first to arrive at school, the last to leave, they present perfect types of drab, conscientious drudges, who carry to their work no real love or inspiration. That they did not ex- pect to see us was evident in the sim- ultaneous, explosive “Oh’s!” that left their lips. Good Y os. startled to Startle morning,” Alice Holcombe while T merely inclined my “‘Of course, you have heard—" “Yes, M Pratt returned solemn- 1y, while Miss Wines turned a slow, speculative look upon me, which made me tingle, for to my excited imagina- tion there seemed to be a sly malice in her eves. I remembered the look she had givenmethe day before when I had her that I expected Mr. Stock- bridge to come to the school, wonder- ed apprehensively if she meant to speak of it, was glad indeed to hear Bess Dean’s excited, high-pitched voice from the doorway, and to sece behind her three or faur other teach- ers, all visibly excited. “There Are Limits—" “Isn't this perfectly awful, she shrilled. *“Poor old Milly! threatened to kill herself enough, but 1 never thought really do it “What makes you think she's done it now?” Miss Wines' voice was dry and caus- tic. Bess Dean whirled on her. “Look here, Wines'y! What are you trying to do, join the bunch of bone- heads in this forsaken town that are mixing up Kenny’s name with his wife's death?” Miss Wines' sallow face took an a purplish tinge, but he" voice did not change from its annoying pitch. “If I were in your place, Bess, I would not let people hear me speak so familiarly of your principal. Of course we know that his wife was fearfully girls?” She’s often she'd | jealous of you, but—" Bess Dean stepped so close to the older woman that their faces almost touched Let me tell you something, Wines'y she said. “There are limits to jokes, and this is one of them. And don’t let me ever hear that particular brand from you again.” Madge's Turn. Miss Wines laughed disagreeably. “I don’t wonder you don’t like it,” she said slyly, “and, of caurse, I think too much of You to repeat it. For I can tell you all, whether you believe in Mr. Stockbridge's innocence or not, there is going ta be an unpleasant in- vestigation into this thing, and it isn't soing to be very comfortable for an woman of whom his wife was jealou Into Bess Dean’s snapping eves ashed a loak of fe; I guessed that Wines' words had alarmed her, although she would have died rathet than admit it. But because of her own | vanity she had put herself into a posi- tion where her name might be coupled with that of Kenneth Stockbridge, al- though 1 was that in the old hemely phrase he had “never looked twice in her direction.” But I had myself heard her say with a meaning that Milly Stockbridge “has no use for me, you know.” and had ob- served several other indications show- ing that she was willing to have peo- ple believe herself the object of the jealous wife's dislike. I caught her looking at me furtive ly, wondered if she feared I might in- advertently repeat what she had said I hastened ta reassure her without ap- pearing to mean anything save a gen- eralization “Sure! I remarked, there are enough sensible people in the village to effectually dispose of all these idle rumors. We all know poor Mrs. was not quite sane, sure and—" “You must have special knowledge then, Mrs. Graham,” Miss Wines' voice put in smoothly. for one, never knew it or guessed it. But per- haps Mr. Stockbridge enlightened you upon that point yesterday afternoon when he reached the schoolhouse. I w 80 sorr for your tedious wait. You looked so forlorn when we passed the office. Did you have to wait long for him?"” ail | AT THE LYCEUM. Last night's Herald started off with these headlines: ‘“Lyceum Players score big success in ‘The Silent Wit- nes: e €y prove their real ability.” J\,_L a rarity for a seasoned dramat critic to go to such extremes in re- viewing a dramatic entertainment, but The Herald critic went further and wrote fully of the entire play and pro- duction, his opinion occupying a col- umn and a quarter of nothing but the most fulsome praise; everyone know around here that if you see it in The Herald i so. Very seldom of late has the stage ;)rml\u‘«\d a real melodrama compris ing the striking features that enter into the construction of “The Silent Witness,” this week's vehicle of the Lyceum Players. Lovers of melo- drama will find this a play to their liking, while that mystery phase that every theatergoer admires is worked up to a thrilling degree, playing, in fact, the principal part, with the ac- tion of the stary centering about it. Whether it was the typical theater weather or the favor the play had gained with Monday's audiences that caused the great attendance last eve- ning is not known, but nevertheless Tuesday saw a responsive audience of generous proportions, and from all in- dicatians “The Silent Witnes met with just as much favor as did “Lilac Time,” which statement in itself speaks volumes. The players have splendid oppor- tunities to display their real dramatic talent in this production. It is not so much a ‘“one role” play, being the work of a playwright of “the masses" rather than a person of the stage. A big theme is well handled; the many dramatic situations are led up to with evident realization of their worth, and all in all, a production worthy of the players is the result. ; George Wellington and Margaret Leonard are again well cast, while Kugene Shakespeare has probably the most promising role in the entire pro- duction. The remainder of the com- pany are well placed. The story deals with the unfolding of the mystery sur- rounding the parentage of a boy who is chided about the matter into strik- ing a companion. The young man dies soon after being struck and even the boy who struck him believes he had committed murder. How proof of his innocence of crime is produced, and the real parents of the lad charged By Biddy Bve) Peach season is in full swing, and the most delicious fruit of the or- chards is bountiful and low priced on the markets. Peaches and cream—3 sliced peaches, 1-4 cupful of cream and 1 spoonful of sugar—supply 175 calories to tha body and so rank as nourishment as well as delicious food. When the family tires of plain peaches and cream—or an especial “company dessert” is required, try these peach recipes. Pcach Kisse Pare peache and halve 10 very large, firm Make a sirup of 1 pint of sugar to 1-2 pint of water cooked un- til it threads from the spoon. Place the peach halves on a wire eg; and dip into the hot sirup. platter covered with waxed paper and chill. Whip the whites of 3 eggs stiff with 3 tablespoonfuls of powdered su- gar. Have ready a saucepan of boil- ing water and drop the meringue into the water by large spoonfuls. Cook two minutes. Remove and place each i in the center of a peach half. Sprinkle with chopped almonds and serve very cold. Peach Set on a Mousse. To two cupfuls of fresh peach pulp allow 2 tablespoonfuls (generous) of grannlated gelatin dissolved in 1-3 cupful of cold water. Strain the gelatin into the pulp and sweeten to taste. Add raspberry or strawberry juice to color pink. a fancy mold with a brushing of melt- beater ! | powder. Coat the inside of | with murder splendid story are found, provide a Performances will be given this afternoon and evening, and matinees Thursday and Saturday, well as every evening. as PALAC Another fine bill at Thursday. Tonight for the Palace is offering madge in “The Heart of Wetona,” and vaudeville's best gymnasts, “The Four Jansleys,” the two big fea- tures. Thursday, IFriday and Saturday bring another great show with hoth big photoplay and vaudeville features. The vaudeville bill will be headed b: “Half Past Two,” a bright musical comedy with a big company and spe- cial scenery. Two other acts of quality will also entertain. The big photo- play feature is Constance Talmadge in “Mrs. Leffingwell's Boots.” Ladies, beware of “exclusive’ signs in boots. You've no idea a peck of trouble they may cause. you have any doubt on this score, and sce Constance Talmadge in latest Select picture, “Mrs. well's Boots,” in which she sented by Lewis J. Selznick, at the Palucs theater on Thursday, Friday and Saturday. Miss Talmadge is cast most happily as Mrs. Leflingwell, the dainty young matron who to pique her husband and make him “loosen up' with his coin, fiirts with another man Then the boots make appearance Little Mrs. Leffingwell is strong for fancy clothes, and she simply can't re- ist the impulse to buy a pair of handsomely embroidgred slippers, the replica of a pair which another young man has purchased to give his fiancee. In the end the young lady breaks off her engagement with the young man, and the latter gives the hoots, or slip- pers, to his housemaid. Mr. Leffing- well knows his wife has a pair of the same kind, so when he looks into the young man’s windows and sees some- one trying on the slippers, he natural- thinks it is his wife. Trouble fol- thick and fast, until a house party throws the whole group togeth- er and the complications are explain- ed. Then the whole thing is cleared up, and the boots land in a muddy brook. Fatty the - the last time Norma Tal- as de- what 1f go her Lefiing- is pre- Arbuckle is also on the bill in his latest screaming comedy, A Desert Hero also Kddie Polo and the Palace News. " TRY THESE WITH PEACHES ed gzelatin. Fold into the 1 pint of whipped cream and the grated rind of 1 lemon. Put the mousse into the mold and pack in ice and salt for 5 hours. Stuffed Peaches, Pare and remove the pits from large, ripe peaches. Stew the halves in a sirup until they are tender, then drain, and fill the centers with orange or other fruit marmalade mixed with chopped almonds. Have ready a bowl half filled with boiled rice spread with an inch of whipped cream. Set the peaches on this and fill the cen- ter of the bowl with whipped cream. Serve very cold Peach Cream Sherbet. Scald 1 quart of rich milk in the double-boiler, adding 1 cupful of su- gar. Simmer for 8 minutes, then cool and add to it 1 pint of peach pulp sweectened and flavored with al- mond or vanilla. Frees and when half-frozen add the stiffly whipped whites of 2 eggs. Complete freezing Peach Cake. cupfuls of flour with 1 cup- sugar, 1-2 teaspoonful of salt, level teaspoonfuls of baking Work in slowly 1-4 cupful of lard, and when mixed add the fine chopped pulp of 2 ripe peaches. Beat 1 egg lightly and add to 1-3 cupful of milk and mix with the dough. Spread the mixture in an oiled cake pan, and press large slices of ripe peaches into the top. Sprinkle with powdered su- gar and cinnamon and bake. Serve with whipped cream or a thin custard. peach pulp Mix ful of and 3 LAST TIME TONIGHT! NORMA OF WETO! BE SURE YOU SEE “THE FO UR JANSLEYS” ALMADGE A IN “THE HEART OTHERS THURS.--FRIL.--SAT. ANOTHER GOOD SHOW CONSTANCE TALMADGE —IN— “MRS. LEFFINGWELL’S BOOTS” THE BEST COMEDY-DRAM A PHOTOPLAY OF THE YEAR FATTY ARBUCKLE —IN— “A DESERT HERO” A SIDE SPLITTING COMEDY Another Great Vaudeville Biil HEADED BY “HALF PAST TWO” A MUSICAL, COMEDY OTHER DON'T KEITH QU BIG COMPANY ALITY MISS “BEYOND THE SPECTAL SCENERY ILLE ACTS MONDAY VAUDE' LAW" NEXT Palace ; Washington.— You “Own-Your cither of these pretty arent to a pig. But they re adopted wouldn't expect girls to be foster matter of porker, nd they've started an Cwn-Pig” movement in Washington md thereby placed 1,000 pigs in clean hackyards, where they'll be well-fed— as o d zimer Gl e COLYRIGHT 1919 87 NEA (Moroihy, staked her job band during the summer. aged 26, s speading Jho s Lively Beach, having nd $500 savings on_the chance of winning a suitable hus- These are her letters home to Joan, her chum ) with my schoolgirl pal, that he comes vividly back to me. You will iaugh that I do not stantly spill a volume of enthus congratulations. Tt speculative—matching ing, wondering. Again you are lauzhing. I'm taking it too seriously. in all Bentsville| I am wrong about its being Lewis. The Ran- | anyway. But although I ha dalls and the Lewises have been the| him for nearly three vear salt of our community for centuries. €ither, dear, somehow I pic They’ve been friends with my family [ as unsuited. and vours ce our grandmotheis| Oh, don't were little girls living is quite good enough I can't rememiber a 1| Joan. Randy comes nearest. Yet nis didn’t know Randy's ever is of such different type. 1 imagine and wish. He made mud his enthusiasms, his ambitions, me back of Grandmother wild plans, would bewilder you a barn and took the spankin little, his schemcs for remaking and have had for getting all modernizing Bentsville be tryinz to He taught me to swim my quiet Joan who venerates the a boat as soon as I was old place and loves its associations. to do either. He lugged my books to Maybe 1 am jealous—with that school. He played tennis with me. i jealousy a girl feels when a man sh When he went off to college I cried.| has closely known runs off and mar- And when I came to make my fortune , ries somebody else, matter if the in the big city, Randy sent me flowers ' has never thought him hus- and candy and books and magazines band for herself. and gave me his fountain pen at thei They do sav—I've station as a last souvenir to make me | where—that ‘a girl willingly “remember him,” and gripped my gives up a possible man.” I remem- hand | ber 1 even felt annoyed when Peter I big-sistered him and chaffed him | Forrest, who proposed to me when T and laughed and-—laid him away in was 18 married that Jennings 1 lavender! {1 couldn’t bear Peter. Yet I wanted He has written me a few times, the | him to keep on caring. dear lad. But 1 have been full of | Now believe me, dear, New York doings, fighting my mm}mvo Randy and ho loves fight, thinking my own thoughts, | you in my arms and kiss ) building my ambitions. We just na- | and wish all the turally grew apart. It is only now, | life and love can hold for anyone when T picture you—my old, dear,| From my window I sea Eric Wallis demure chum Joan—going about his walking togs, taking the deep- | Wonder FOX,S Programs —TONIGHT— GLADYS BROCKWELL —IN— “Broken Commandments”’ Silversand Lake, Monday. Dear Joanie: And still you do yvour sweetheart is Oh, my friend-— nd 1 so unrestrainedly frank with you, even to the point of endless de- tail. But, Joan, you speak so ofien of Randy Lewis that something tells me it is he. There is finer than Randy not tell me who in- because 1 = vou up, think- is You think Po no one R; No man ' for vou, ! misunderstand! when thought | ples with Varick’s < 1 should | dirtied up. and to sail big enoug time his s0 no of as a read it some- never that vou. I if vou ke onsly you happiness that in 'THURS—FRI—SAT WILLIAM FARNUM In a Smashing, Thrilling Drama “WOLVES OF THE NIGHT” Many More FOUR BIG ACTS OF VAUDEVILLE TEYTON STV and slaughtered when they're fat cnough. The girls are the Misses Honey and Georgia Campbell, society favor 1T e Wallis in walking togs. his heels. wait for know Mts. rove woods path with a dog at Joan, 1 am going lie in him and have a talk. T mu what he is going (o Kymba! Also, 1 am that I can be unselfish After all, my heart's happiness does not depend on Wallis. I am but 1 am young enough to pick self up, rub the sore place— travel on. SHE must have him. The Corley cat is right. 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