New Britain Herald Newspaper, August 24, 1921, Page 4

HOLDING A HUSBAND Adele Garrison’ Revelations of a Wife The “Regret” Claire Foster Made Dicky Voice. My eyes followed Dicky's to the face of the girl, Claire Foster, whose profile he had excitedly declared to resemble that of Grad Draper. Ap- parently unconscious of our scrutiny she was looking up into Dr. Pettit's face with provocative coquetry. But I was certain that she was perfectly aware of our proximity, although I could have given no reason for my belief. But the physician's absolute ignor- ance of our presence in the ice cream parlor was .as patient as his absorption in the beautiful girl op- posite him. The expression on his face made me suddenly wish myself anywhere else. For in the years that were gone—indeed, as recently as the previous summer—I had seen in his eyes exactly the same expression, with me as the object of his gaze. His openly expressed regard had been distasteful to me, and I exonerated myself of all blame for his folly, but it gave me the queerest. most bizarre feeling now to watch his impassioned wooing of Claire Foster. “Have they seen us Dicky whis- pered. “If not, can we get out with- out speaking to them? I don't mind the girl, but Pettit gives me a swift sharp pain!” Not many men would “mind the i I thought, with another glance at Claire Foster’s vivid face, but naturally 1 kept that comment to myself, replying to his -question with casual quietness. Dicky Explains. “I think she knows we're here,” 1 spoke, in a low monotine. “But he doesn’t, and we do not need to decide until we have finished. Here is our waiter now.” “All right, imspector.” Dicky brought his hand smartly to his fore- head in imitation of a police salute, narrowly missing the arm of the waiter who was setting our order be- fore us. "By Jove, these look good !" He began eating his frappe with zest, and I followed his example knowing it would only annoy him to ask the result of his telephone con- versation until he was ready to tell it ‘to me. “Everything’s all right,” when he had nearly finished. “They'll reserve a room for Gracie. I got old Skinner on the 'phone, and he re membered me. What do you know about that. It must be almost ten years since I've been on Shelter Is- land. Al bunch of us used to go down to his place every sumer and sketch all over the landscape. It's the prettiest, quaintest old inn you ever saw.” “It ought to be restful for—Gracie,” 1 hesitated a bit over the name, then uttered it determinedly. 1 had brought the girl back into our lives he “said, in order to aid Dicky in the crisis s New Phase of which had come to him. I did not mean to quibble over the lesser mat- ter of her name. “I'm Almost Sorry “It’s what the poor devil needs, I Dicky returned carelessly. “T didn’t tell' old Skinner what her name is. I simply said ‘a friend of my wife’s,” and that we would bring her over tomorrow. Then if Gracie wants to shed her moniker and another one she can.” I must have looked as puzled as I felt, for Dicky laughed suddenly, ap- preciatively. Alter her cognomen,’ I Suppose you would put it,” he said. “In sun- ple. primitive words, change her name.” I flushed painfully, as I always when Dicky makes fun of my dislike for slang, and he stretched his hand across the table, patting mine play- fully. “Never mind,” he said reassuringly, “she shall eat a whole dictionary for every meal if she wants to, so she shall.” “Aren’t you ashamed to be spoon- ing with your own wife in a public place?” a gay voice sounded behind us, and as Dicky sprang instinctively to his feet, Claire Foster gave him the same provocative coquettish glance I had just seen her bestowing upon Dr. Pettit. The physician, trying vainly to mask his displeasure and dislike of Dicky with assumed courtesy, held out his hand to me with an embarrass- ment the reason for which I fathome:l with mingled amusement and dis- gust. He could not forget the silly exhibitions he had made of himself in yvears gone by, and he was constantly and egotistically wondering what was my reaction to the change in him. Dicky countered quickly, zayly, as he always does: “Don’t rcarry the news to Greenwich Village—that's all I ask !” he said pleadingly. “I'll never betray you. They shall kill me first ! she burlesqued, and with another pleasantry or two we passed out of the place and parted company. “Do you know, I'm almost sorry we started this Draper busines: Dicky said reflectively, as we drove away. “f course, this girl hasn't got Drap- er's figure, nor her full face, nor her ability to pose, but—her profile marvellously like, and she’s younser try | NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, WEDNESDAY AUGUST 24, “Cap’n Jonah’s Fortune”’ By JAMES A. COOPER Cape Cod Folks and Their Adventures. Copyright, 1919, by George Scully & Co.) Continued from Yesterday's Herald.) Captain Jonah Hand, aged skipper, gives up the sea and comes to tha homa of his niece, who is wife of Or- rin Peety, at Cardhaven, a fishing village, to spend ms declining years. While not entirely welcome at tha Petty home, he is kept in ignoranca of this fact because he apparently has not lons to live and Mrs. Petty is his only living heir. He is supposed to have considerable mwney saved. His first day at tne Petty homa ha overheary a conversation between Pearl Holden, better known as “Pearly,’ who was bound over to Or- rin Petty by the selectman when her tolks died and left her a charge on the town, and Aom Petty, his neice's son. s Tom confesses to Pearly that he had gambled on the old three shell and pea game at the cattle shoy in a nearby town and nad lost not only his own money, but also nearly belonging to the Ladies’ Aid, of which he was supposed to buy a chapel lamp. Pearly offers to lend him the money out of her savings. She has an equal sum earned by' picking ber- ries. “Cap’'n Jonah"” gets up early sives Tom a $20 bill, ing Tom of his troubles. Joseph Helmsfo:d secures lodging at Mrs. Petty's after the closing of the Inn. For reasons, known to himself,"Cap’'n Jonah'’ wants to be known as a weal- thy man, so he and Cap'n Abe agree on a plan. “Pearly” s delighted with the books which Helmsford brings to his room, and are the vae bright spot in ‘Pearly’s’” existence as a maid of all work. and thereby reliev- A mysterious iron box is delivered to the Petty home consigned to Cap- tain Jonah. This, naturally, gives rise to the impression that Captain Jonah's fortune is confined to the strong box. The Petty's treat Pearly so badly that Captain Jonah begins to threaten to take a hand. Pearly is walking a country road with Joe Helmsford, a I think she'd probably like to pose a the heroine of Pennington’s book, and we could have have avoided all this other mess.” His tone was regretful, but it found no echo in my heart. Curious- ly enough. I felt that I would in- finitely prefer to have my old enemy. Grace Draper, posing for Dicky than this beautiful, unconventional young girl whom he has so recently met and likes. wp\" w v P2 o Ml ol Unless otherwise noted, these notices are written by the press bureaus of the theater or attractions with which thes deal CHARLIE RAY AT PALACE THURS. “Scrap Iron,” starring Charles Ray and released as a First National at- traction which will be the attraction at the Palace theater for three day ‘beginning Thursday, has been claimed by critics the best picture in which this popular young actor has ever appeared. “Scrap Iron” but the story ac- has plenty of comedy, itself grippingly dramatic one, strongly tinged with pathos. Ray plays the role of John Steel, whose love and respect for his invalid widowed mother, bring him to scorn before his fellow workers and his best girl. His promise is not to fight, but he finally breaks it when starvation is in prospect for his mother. The fight is the best which has ever heen shown on the screen, and it leads to a climax totally un- expected., is a AT FOX Local theatergoers are promised a genuine treat according to announce- ment from the management of Fox theater, who states that on September 3, he will present that house for a 8 days run, the William Fax produc- tion “Over the Hill," the sensational New York motion picture success, the remarkable run of which on Broadway marks one of the high spots in metro- politan theatrical history. This great Fox picture was made from twc of the famous “Farm Bal- lads” of Will Carleton. Paul H. Sloane, who wrote the scenario has made of the subject a masterpiece of sereen adaptation, and its production was directed by Harry Millarde, whose skillful work has resulted in one of the finest examples of efficient direct- HARTFORD TODAY—CONTINUOUS Conway Tearle < it ‘Bucking the Tiger A Page from the Daily Records of Every. Life Insurance Company | Three Haley Sisters, LeMaire & Hayes & Co., Koken & Galletti, Harry & Peggy Oakes, George P (BROOMSTICK) ELLIOT. PALACE. The Keith vaudeville bill at the Palace starting Thursday for the re- mainder of the week brings back Fred “‘Broomstick” Elliot, the “Wise Cracker,” who was a big hit here last season with his comedy antics. Fred plays a broomstick fiddle, and a man- dolin in a way all his own and proves mself one of the biggest laugh- makers in vaudeville. Other acts in- clude Shapiro and Jordan, two charming misses, The Great Johnson in a novelty offering; and Oakes & De Lour Co. in “The Curiosity Shop, 2 splendid song and dance revue. UGO-SLAV CABINET FINDS A LOOPHOLE Ring Alexander’s Illness And Assen- tion to Throne Was the Main Issue of Work. Paris, Aug. 24 —Complications which have arisen in Jugo-Slavia be- ~ause of the illness of King Alexander and the consequent delay in his as- snmption of the throne have been met by the Jugo-Slav cabinet, declares a Sclgrade dispatch to the East Europ- can News Agency here. The cabinet has decided that the interval of eight days between’ the proclamation of a new king and his taking the oath of office. provided for by the constitu- ‘1on, will begin on the day Alexander is announced to have recovered from the illness which keeps him in his apartments in Neuilly. The question of selecting the he!r to the throne of Jugo-Slavia, whose name must be announced immediate- y after the coronation has also been considered by the cabinet, it is said Sentiment is reported to be divided hetween Alexander” cousin Prince Paul Kara-Georgevitch, and one of the children of the new king's sister, Helene, widow of Grand Duke John C‘onstantinovitch of Russia, who was slain at Perm by the Bolsheviki in i9. Women Who Overwork. Man may work from sun woman's work is never done.” In order to keep the home neat and at- tractive, the children well dressed and tidy, women continually overdo and suffer in silence, drifting along from bad to worse, knowing full well that v need help to overcome the pains und aches which daily make life barden. Lvdia E. Pinkham's Vege- table Compound is a medicine with specific value which overcomes many to sun, vut border at the Petty home one day when she is confronted by Tom Petty who insolently orders her to the house. A quarrel between the two men teads to blows, during which Petty comes out second best. Helmsford leaves the Petty ifter thrashing Tom Captain Jonah in a burst of con- fidence tells Captain Abe, who runs the village store of his imaginary for- tune. He is overheard by Tom who was hiding behind some boxes. A child of Carey Payne has pneu- monia_ and Sue Montevedo faces a New England blizzard to go over and take care of it. storm. ‘Liphalet Truitt starts in search of her but passes her some- where in the storm and is compelled to retrace his steps. He finds where she has fallen »ver a precipice during the storm and nianages to drag her back to safety. Captain Jonah gets home to the Petty house just as Tom has finished teiling his story. Another kind of a storm follows in the house and Cap- in Jonah leaves, taking Pearl with him. Tom Petty goes after Pear? and at- t>mpts to force her to go back with him. Again he runs afoul of Helm- ford and comes away from the en- counter much the worse for the hand- iing he receives. Captain Jonah suddenly finds that 000 shares of supposedly worthless il stock have turned out to be worth {15 a share. home “And I'm glad you haven't got —even in your mind, Pearly.” The moon drew a heavier, fleccier cloud across her face just then and hid a second couple who were locked in each other’s arms on the old Shell Road. In the brilliant sunshine of that Christmas morning Cap'n Jonah marched up the Petty lane again. And he thought as he advanced toward the house of his initial approach to the Petty domicile on the October after- noon which now seemed so long past —when he had found Pearl Holden taking down the clothes with the Petty family absent at the Harwich cattle show. “Whatever!"” it muttered the master mariner. *“Things have changed since then, for a fac’! Why! they've chanzed half a dozen times around— near 'bout. I ain’'t ne'er taken a Hcertn THEA 74 R‘f — Now Playing — MAY ALLISON in ARE ALL MEN ALIKE VAUDEVILLE THURS., FRI., BERT LYT! —in— FROM MARS. MESSAGE of the worst forms of female com- plaints. as the letters constantly be ing published in this paper will prove. "An absorbing story of a V'y’ge yet—not even that one when I was purty nigh made into a goulash hy cannibals—that's been any more n’ than this here. But,” concluded the captain with vast satisfaction. *I have made the harbor at last and dropped anchor in a safe roadstead, I do allow. Although he expected no pleasant interview with his relatives, he tramped cheerfully to the door. Noth- ing could greatly disturb a man who was worth $30,000, and could get the cash any day he wanted to so tc the bank and deliver up the cer- tificate of stock of the Little Sandy Oil and Coal company which he car- ried around so long, as a keepsake more than anything else. For on the previous afternoon Cap'n Abe had insisted on calling up his friend at the Paulmouth Nation- al bank by telephone, and this indi- vidual had confirmed the story of the sudden and phenominal rise in value of the Little Sandy Oil and Coal company shares. So after all, Cap'n Jonah was comfortably wealthy and need never worry about the ‘bite and sup” that Sarah Petty had so begrudged him. Sarah was in no aggressive mood when Cap'n Jonah came to the door on this Christmas morning. The sorely battered Tom had returned on the previous afternoon to relate the Jold She gets lost in the | wonderful story of Cap'n Jonah's real fortune. It was more astonishing— indeed, it was a greater shock—to the Pettys than all that had gone be- fore. Without a doubt now—it was a tangible fact—Cap'n Jonah possessed the equivalent of $30,000. It was no mythical fortune such as Miss Sue’s had been. Gossip could not increase or diminish it in the Petty's ears. It was an incontrovertible fact—and they had cut themselves off from any share of it, whether Cap'n Jonah lived or died! “I ain’'t going to bother you for long, Niece Sarah,” said the old man sternly as he entered. “I propose to pack my chist and Enos Cartright will come along by an’ by with his Mehitabel, and cart it down to Mr. Silt's. Pearly is coming to pack her things, too, and Enos will take them along to Doc Ambrose's where Pearly will stay till she an’ Mr. Helmford git married.” “Oh, Uncle Jonah!" murmured Sarah. “I'm sorry you got mad and air detarmined to leave us—" “That’'s do for you, my gal!” ex- claimed the old captain, speaking with his sternest quarter-deck manner. “You had your chance and you flung it aw Don’t you, nor your'n never expect favor of me again, for you won't get it.” The blow silenced Orrin and the lout. But could not give up all. There was too much at stake. It all chance of getting a share of Cap'n Jonah's fortune was gone, there was still an attempt to be made to save something from the wreck ot their hopes. “Dear Uncle Jonah,” sSarah cried, wiping crocodile tears from her nar- row eyes, *do not leave us in an angry sperit. 1 can never forgit your kindness to father and mother when I was a gal. We should have been homeless had it not been for you. And even now you can make us all—Or- in, an’ Tom, an’ me—all but penni- less if you air so minded.” What do you mean, gal?’ de- manded Cap’'n Jonah, eyeing her in amazement. “Why—er—you know that note poor father gave you years ago—that note for $2,000. Of course, it's a long time ago it happened—' “Gal,” Cap'n Jonah said quietly drawing out his snuff box and mak- ing use of it in his usual way do vou think I'd hold my kith an’ kin— specially my own brother—to sech a hard-and-fast arrangement? Your father needed that money bad; and at that time I did'n need it. I sent it to him freely—glad I was able to do it. When he sent me his note for $2,000 I tore it up and throwed it into the galley fire. I tell you what, 1 hope there isn’t nothin’ petty about Jonah Hand!” The Mariner’'s Chapel was alight that evening and filled with the Shell Road folk and their friends from near and far. Only one family in the neighborhood was not represented. The Petty house was dark, and 'Lip- halet, as the jolly representative of Santa Claus, had no gift in his sack marked for any of the sadly disap- pointed trio who had treated Cap'n Jonah so despitefully. But for everybody else the Shell Road Santa Claus found something in that wonderful sack of his, or on the tree which occupied the site of the pulpit. Even “the last Tapp” was not forgotten, and that round-eyed and chubby baby gripped in his tiny fist a wonderful rattle which his smiling mother had much to do to keep out of his mouth. Never had 'Liphalet been jollier, heen so ready with quip and jest as he passed through the company, as on this particular occasion. For vherever he went with his pack of gifts he could turn his gaze upon the quiet, vet gay and smiling counte- nance of )Miss Sue. She paid him back in his own coin when he looked at her—in the coinage of happy COMING TOMORROW When a dog likes a man you may dep“nd upon it that there’s something worth while in that man. DON'T MISS “HIS OWN HOME TOWN” By Larry Evans. “no-good” who made good with the aid of the woman who loved and trusted. 1021 BY MARIAN HALE New York, Aug. 24.—The thrifty woman who bought a wrap coat last season expecting to wear it this year must make up her mind to be a bit passe. The new coats offer the most im- portant and decided change in the sil- houette of all the season’s styles. No longer is the cape-like wrap, be- loved of the slender woman and adored by the fat one, graceful them. going to accentuate lines or conceal the lack of The newest models from E. J. Wile & Co, show the flare in all its glory. Snappy and smart are these new coats which are shown in a variety of handsome materials. An attractive coat is of Sorrento blue cordova, embroidered in gray chenille and with big wolf collar and cuffs. A less elaborate coat, the last word in cut, for practical use, is of silver- tipped chenille. This model with its choker collar, may be worn with or without a belt. It has a raglan sleeve, though many of the coats of the same cut are shown with the big, set-in sleeve. The wrap-coat is reserved exclusively for evening wear for those who follow the last fashion decrees. smiles—so that the very marrow of his being. Nor were ’'Liphalet and Miss Sue the only happy couple in the Mariner's Chapel on this blessed Christmas night. The vestry as well as the audi- cnce room had been trimmed with greens and holly; and in the vestry the young folks gathered in groups vhen the refreshments had been ved. Cap'n Jonah and Cap'n Abe, each with a plate of ice cream and a gen- erous slice of cake on his broad knee, sat together on the stairs like two school boys and watched the young folk below with appreciative glances. One particular couple they eyed with deep interest Helmford was leading the curious Pearl to a sport directly under the main chandeiier of the ves- thy, from which dangled some mys tery wrapped in muslin. “You trimmed this part of the ves- try, Joe,” they heard Pearl say. “What is it?” Helmford reached up and whipped the covering from his bough of mistle- toe. He held her close under it and boldly took toll from her ready lips. The others shouted their approval and ran toward them. The old custom >t the mistletoe was due to be honored Ly more than one couple that eve- ning. Nor did 'Liphalet fail to lead Miss Sue to the spot and there kiss the doctor’'s blushing sister before hem all. “Tell ye what 'tis,” shrilled Washy Gallup. “Looks as though the Mar- iner's Chapel could purt’ nigh afford o support a reg'lar minister. There's 1t least two marriages in the offing.” Cap'n Abe nudged Cap'n Jonah heartily in the ribs. “I guess ye needn't be so scar’t, he whispered hoarsely, “of telling Cap'n “land. Looks to me as though you couldn’t pry that fish trainer away from her now with a crow-bar!"” “That's whatever!” returned Cap'n Jonah. “Jest the same I'll feel more isfied like when I see 'em spliced an’ we've all set up housekeepin’ to- gether. For I tell you, Mr. Silt, them two voung folks have told me that they won't he happy unless I share their quarters with 'em “I'm goin to cast anchor—that's whatever!” said Cap’'n Jonah, rapping his knuckle thoughtfully on the cov- er of his old silver snuff box. “Ive come to a pleasant harbor, Mr. Silt. 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He had chased Billy into the same front door through which his mother had scrambled only a short time before. “There must be more of these fat folks about the pasture,” Spot thought, “I'll range around a and bit see if I can’t surprise another’ Old Spot began to feel quite upset. So he began pasture in big lucky enough, before long, to com upon Mr. Woodchuck himself, who had dined so heartily on clover heads that he had decided to go to his chamber and take a nap. Spot was unlucky enough to lose him. Mr. Woodchuck had been feel- ing quite sleepy. But when he sud- denly found himself pursued by a dog he was wide awake in an instant and running like a youngst He reached his home just “Well, that makes the third one that's inside the house,” Spot mut- " jlered, shortly afterward, as he pauscd to get his breath. Little did he know how he was. There wasn't even one of , the Woodchuck mily at home; for { Mr. Woodchuck had at once hurried out the back way, because he want- ed to find his wife and his son and tell them to keep away from old dog Spot. Soon Spot took a few around the pasture. And thi he ran across Mrs. Woodchuck a He had no sooner run her to earth once more than he found Billy for the second time. “This is a twin brother of the fel- low I chased home once before,” Spot panted, little dreaming that Billy Woodchuck had come back into the daylight. This twin other one wa {reached for Billy and missed him. After that the old dog chased Mr. Woodchuck, then his wife, and next their son Billy Woodchuck. And he {didn’t succeed in catching any one lof the three. Each of them beat him in the race to the Woodchuck family i front door. 0ld Spot began to feel quite upset. “I don't see what's the matter with me today,” he puzzled. “I hope I'm not getting so old that I'm weeble. (By that he meant weak and feeble). | “This last one makes eight that jI've followed all the way to the door,” {Spot growled. “There can’t be many nore left in the pasture, I'm going to lie down behind this hummock and wait till they come out.” So_he hid a little way off watched closely. He had been there a long time when Mr. Crow at last flew low over | {the pasture and lighted in a tree near hy. What are asked Spot. “Woodchucks!” said place is full of them.” “Are you sure?” Mr. | auired “I chased eizht exclaimed That's céd have been tely. And ny more.” hoy don't!” Spot cried Crow tols afternoen.” running circles. about the And he was in time. mistaken more turns is just as spry as the Spot gasped as he right at his door— and you waiting for?” he pot. ““This Crow in- of them home,” Spot said oly they Mr. hree don't Crow living live Old dog.Spot sprang to his feet. “Where did they go?" he demand- ed. “Ah!” Mr. Crow “That’s telling,” no more. Then Spot went back to the farm- vard. Meanwhile the Woodchuck family were orking hard, digging a new home for themselves at the other end of the pasture. Thay-had all met last on the edege of the clover patch. And Mr. Woodchuck had de- clared that th must move at once, safe to live in their longer. He said that pot_would be sure to keep in eye on it for some time They soon found a place that suit- 11 very well live here,” said Mr. Wood- to his wife and their son “You two can take turns dig- while 1 sit up and watch for »ld dog Spot After all the running 1 did today it wouldn't be safe for me ‘o do any digging.’ That w: M W snd they follo\\cd it. Copyright 1921 ty The Metropolitan Newsprper Service). oaked hoarsely. And he would say old ho “We'll chuck illy. oGchuck's plan. Tomorrow—Doz Spot Wants to See he Circus. But Farmer Green Says, PALACE|> Tonight—Jackie Coogan Thurs.—Fri.—Sat. A FIRST 'm—x;mx ArrRacTin KEITH VAUDEVILLE Featuring Fred (Broomstick) Elliot The Wise Cracker. PR The black sheep of many family has been in reality most lovable member. This is certainly true of the black sheep in the William Fox pro- duction “Over the Hill,” the startling photoplay exposition of all humankind’s faults and virtu visualized with the living prototypes of Will Carle- ton’s imaginative geniua in bis remarkable m, Ballads,” from which the film play was de. Over the Hil'" will be hown at FOX’S Beginning Saturday, Sept.3 its