New Britain Herald Newspaper, September 2, 1921, Page 4

HOLDING A HUSBAND Adele Garrison s New Phase of Revelations of a Wife How Madgo Respond o Lilllan's Great Need, ingle startied in-law 1 flew hall and d sitting room ited walking tle room when | ¢ 1 saw his face was drawn with anxlety “Ldllian ! 1 hensively, as he “Is she —~worse He came my hands it courteny With a my mother into the little stairs tg the Robert Savarin He down glance at past her the where wn me ly up and itered, and white and the that re excluimed appre- \nd saw m Marion m swiftly, took reassuringly, and with the reverent never erts him, nents of turned Or up e in his above them which Ntress he said, and 1 had not even heard concekning Manion woul wrapped up condition But she auite something in belleves you can help her, has asked to you. 1 you thif the Ly my coming had seen that Lillian more excitement even “Not that he n wors saw ny His LAl in Man's Is disturbed which she and sho must tell consented when she would affect ably than the you I am afrs sidors Lilllan's o erfous than I would never have An Fager Questlon broke off abruptly as he saw involuntary movement of im- on my part. I was wild to Kot to Lillian, and 1 guessed what the rest of his sentence was. Moved by his great love that he had preassed her unduly give him his promise he had asked long. that as soon as the legal bonds holding her to Harry Underwood could severed she wuold marry him, and give him the right to care for herself and Marion. It was & promise that I was anxious to have her make, for 1 knew that happiness for my sorely- triend could be given her only the man who stood before I was angry at the masculine blindness which had led him to in sist upon her answer when she was In no condition o make any de- cla over wee nurse o vou refusal unfavor- of sceing 1d Miss Jones con- ndition to more have suspedied. I He Al patience be 5o me. n You can come asked with a touch “This minute,” 1 s In the driveway in I'll speak to my at one he of formality. returned. “The It you'll mother-in- car wet low She was already in the doorwa and 1 gave a hasty word of ex- planation as I put on my hat and coat, and hurried ou of the door With the swift, i comforting rise to an omorgency which she Is always sure exhibit, there was no hint of carping or ifritation in her man- to Marion's Plea long as you will look after need,” ahe everything | It here should wish to have your ba a messenger for it comfort, mother, her good-by, with thought that my littk p. and so would not ing. And if you stay the night I'll ready if you send “Yod're such a I sald, as 1 kissed a thankful lad was asle fret at my I hope o replied rin a ding Jones room Robert how to grimly, and d 1 were toward the met us at She dr Sav b decent,” then Iiob- in the car hospital the door of w me aside, to %o on she ert 8 and w Miss Lillian's motioning in “Mrs. end,” thing unde both rin Graham, 1 she said is going on stand There my patients r but fretting herself into a something, and Mrs. Underwood is evidently under some intense nerv- ous strain which is wearing her out. I would forbid Mr. Savarin's visits, only L have no ground for thinking that he is concerned in any way with their condition It is something that lics between the child and the rother, I think, and I have won- dered if you could not help me. I hate to separate them, and yet—' “I will sce what I can do promised hastily, walking swifily into the room, and Miss Jones closed the door behind me, shutting her- self out Mad,e my wit's “Some- cannot why im at Wrankly here that I is no reason should not be the child is tever over so glad !" was faint worn look dear, 1 Lillia vol weakness, and the her face made my heart ache. Yet there was relief in her tones, and| something else—absolute dependence. was as if she had found herself unable to cope with whatever prob- lem wonfronted her, and had invoked my aid. I straightened myself in- voluntarily, ssed to her, and kneeling by side, put my arms around her, gently, but with firm re- am with upon long wish,” s you 1 I am here to stay wish, to do whatever you said earnestly. Marion's shrill treble answered me. “Then, oh, Auntie Madge, make her say she’ll lot me have Uncle Robert for my father !" she cried. “Look at her!" Lillian whispered, for 1 was between her and the child has been pleading that way strained eyes like Marion to be shrill and insistent, and I guessed that with her unchildish, almost uncanny intuition, she had read her mother's heart and her need of Robert Savarin, and that the was bending all her energies to sway her mother to the decision she- wished. But a searching glance at Lillian's pallid face made me fear that the strain for her child’s urging had been most injurious to her. flushed was not SLEEPY TIME TALES The Tale Of Mrs. Ladybug By ARTHUR BUSTER'S RESOLV Betsy Butterfly a She was pleasant \lmost all her Not only was beautiful creature to everybody. And neighbors were just as pleasant to her. Mrs. Ladybug was one of the fow that sometimes disagreeab to Hotsy. For Mrs. Ladyburg did not approve of her. Shesthought t Hetsy Butterfly was frivolous. And #ho frowned whenever she saw Botsy in her beautiful costume he never Mrs. Ladybuk often complained, talking to her friends. “Now, if Bet- sy Butterfly would only wear some- thing plain and serviceab do. once In a while, people might have a different opinion of her. She ought to try this hard-finished red and black polka dot of mine. It's a won- derful plece of goods ™ One day Mrs. Ladybug was gossip- tng in that fashion with Mehitable Moth, a soberly clad person who was | always a bit jealous of the gorgeous Hetsy. And Mehitable Moth nodded her head to everythfng that little Mrs. Ladybug sald “What do you think of Betsy But- terfly’'s wings? Miss Moth iInquired “They're all for ow,” Mrs. Lady- bug declarcd. “They're so flimsy and | delieate that Hetsy Butterfly never | dares venture out in bad w her. Of ) what use would I be to Farmer Green | 1f 1 had wings like hers? vnder cover whenever the sun shine, the orchard would soon overrun with Insects.” Now, it happened that Buster Bum- blebee was slpping neéctar from a head of clover near-by. Of rse, he wasn't listening to what Mrs. Lady bug Miss Moth saying. But he help their re- were wears working clothes,” when | as 1 didn't be v couldn't were hearing % Try this & &§ easyway 7<% to heal 7 yourskin A pure ointment that has brought v to thousands *ortured skin disorders RESINOL Soothing and Healing | set, If 1 stayed | SCOTT BAILEY marks. And being a gr admirer of Betsy Butterfly, he wasn't at all pleased. Ho even buzzed near the two gossipers and d to them, “Can’t you find something else to talk about?” Such rudeness!” ped What shocking manners!" Miss Mehitable Moth They hoped that Buster Bumble- bee heard what they said. Anyhow, he flew off in his blundering. clumsy way without speaking to them again. Who is this Mrs. Ladybug, to pick flaws in the beautiful Betsy Butter- fly?" he askcd himself savagely. “Who is she to fin] fault with Betsy's love- ly wings? If Mrs. Ladybug herself had wings, I shouldn’t think her chat- ter so strang But a person with no wings has no business expressing his views of sodmebody else’s.” Ruster Bumblebee was so out of patience with Mrs. Ladybug that he lost his taste for clover heads for the rest of the afternoon. And that was a most unusual thing with him. How- he could think of nothing but Ladybug and her unkind speeches. And at last, meeting Betsy Hutterfly herself along towards sun- he stopped to tell her how well she was looking and how charming her colors were tsy Butlerfly was not vain. She ughed gayly and said., “You're very kind to say thot agreeable things about me.” “I can’t help it.” Everybody's not Butterfly told him “Then you've been hearing about Mrs. Ladybug!™ he cried ymebody has been tattling. It doesn’t matter,.” Betsy Butter- fly assured him. “Perhaps it's good for me to know that everyone doesa't admire fe.” Buster Bumblebee her “1rn Mrs. Ladybug cried ver, Mrs he replied like you,” Betsy didn’t agree with have to speak to Mrs. Lady- bug.” he declared “Oh, don't!" Be him: for she wa sy Butterfly begged as gentle as she was beautiful and never wanted people to quarrel on her account. But Buster Bumblebee had made up his mind and nothing could change it (Copyright 1921 by The Metropolitan Newspaper Service) Tomorrow: A Question of Wings. Mrs. Ladybug Surprises Buster Bum- blebee. The Republic of part of Ru conta railway Georgia, formerly la, ns 070 miles of Two-thirds of the world’'s pig iron output last year came from the United Srasan. BY ETE 4 (Copyright, 1920, CHAPTER 1 At the Ford. A girl and a horse—you'd never have thought they could bear so many points of resemblance. But if you could have seen Gloriana Frazer and her bay mount streaking the trail this hot Arizona afternoon, you'd have begun to notice. Both were rangy in build, yet taut of muscle; both younsg. as youth com- pares in horse and human; both trained to the limit of capability and endurance. Atop an enflanking ridge ample ex- cuse for a few minutes’ lag was being unreeled, sans admission or tax—a marvelous, natural-history motion- picture. The muffled accompaniment of many thudding hoofs invited at- tention to the “show™ of a hundred- odd wild horses in purposeful mi- gration. Screwing her binoculars into focus, Gloriana looked; next moment ex- claimed in an excited way as she recognized the band. There was no mistaking the “Streak,’ if one ever had seen or even heard of that regal stallion. A “spook” horse, the Apaches had dubbed him when, sea- son in and season out he had evaded their most wily snares. Gloriana's horse was of this outlaw breed, captured some years before, broken by Glor- iana herself and named Conflagration. G at Lost and Found River the girl saw there a motor, evidently in trouble, and galloped in that direction. The nearer view showed the vehicle in distress to be a motor-truck which had left the hardpan crossing and come to a period in midstream. When one of the two men aboard left the driver's seat, climbed over the load and seemed about to attempt wading ashore, Gloriana felt impelled to warn him. “Hold up, stranger!"” she shouted, cupping her hand trumpetwise. “Wait till your hurry's over. Haven't you got all the time there is?" The foreground included the squat- ted figure of “Always Busy,” an old Apache whose dominant characteris- tic was contradicted by his name. As the stranger seemed minded to heed her warning, Gloriana spared a quieter greeting for the Indian ““Hello, Busy-bee. Living up to your rep as per usual, I see.” “White man dam’ fool, Missey Glory-fraze!” His unsleeved arm flung a gesture of scorn toward the truck. The girl's glance of appraisement settled ueon the stranger so charac- terized. ¥'So?" ran her mental com- ment. “The gent I'm delegated by circumstance to help is that sort—the putteed - knickered-belt-coated-Pana- ma-hatted sort! He sure looks a raw Easterner, of the breed that never measures up.” The great bulk of the truck pre- vented it from being swallowed up at once in the quicksands, but a man attempting to leave it would inevita- bly be engulfed unless aided from the shore. “You advise me to stay here?” The man’s lifted tone, as well as his ex- pression, was rueful. ‘“Tedious pros- pect that. Couldn't you throw out a pontoon bridge Gloriana sniffed “I'm not up to bridge-throwing, but I'll fling you my string and tow you ashore.” Forthwith she unfastened the horse-hair riata from her saddle-horn and limbered its supple strands. With free-arm movement that bespoke the control of hard muscles under- neath, she circled the noose several times about her head. Suddenly, be- fore you would have imagined that it could gain such force, it shot for- ward and fell about the stranger's shoulders. “Brav applauded the older per- son who still sat behind the steering wheel. “Likely I'm you've roped.” him she had caught, him ashore. “Miss or madam, I thank you,” sald the stranger elaborately. “As a saver of human life, as a fisher of a decidedly appreciative fish, you are a success. If you could only have landed me with one quirk jerk, though, as I've seen done with trout, I needn’t have wet my clothes.” A surge of Indignation caught her. But Gloriana Frazer had learned to discipline herself. With polite calm she responded: “If you'd had pres- ence of mind enough, you might have left your pretty jacket on the truck. And if you'd been driving cayuses instead of a motor truck, their in- stinct of protecting themselves,\if not vou, would have kept them from en- tering a swallow-all like the Lost- and-Found, no matter how hard you insisted. But you can't expect gaso- line to have horse-sense, any which way.” Young lady, it is you to criticize me or my ance.” Tnpatriotic 2" ‘Yes. You see, has approved me truck.” “The—the government.” “Allow me to introduce ourseclves. 1 have the honor of being Seth Gil- son, of the United State Geological Survey, in your midst on desert duty. Whilst yonder'—With something of a flourish h> waved toward his com- panion. “The gentleman on the truck may look to you like a mere repre- sentation of patience on a monument As a matter of fact, he is no le: a celebrity than Alonzo Funk, my as- sistant, sald to be more intimately acquainted with Forty-Mile desert and Death Valley than any other man extant.” “Well, for geologists’™ she ob- observer to Seth Gilson, “you haven't shown yourselves keen to quicksand! A hundred-foot gee to the right would have given you a hard-pan ford all the way acr “But 1 have a g0ood excuse; always make a point of having one or two handy in case of mistakes. A flock of horses or a covey of whatever you A band,” she corrected “Thanks so much. A band of what looked to be ‘wild horses went tear- not the first man was the comment of as she pulled unpatriotic of convey- the and government the motor by neing in the direction of the ford | “GLORY RIDES THE RANGE” AND JAMES DORRANCE. A Thrilling Romance of Love and Action. A charming little love story woven into an ad- venturous tale of the early west. the Macauley Co.) ing southward and diverted my cau- tion. Since you, too, like horses “Any excuse is better than none,'” she commented, with returning acer- bity. That's the idea!” He nodded cheerfully “But the burning question of the moment is how to get that superwagon of mine ashore.” “Your load—heavy or light?"” Compared to lighter things— heavy.” The circumspect answer was accompanied by a sigh. “Since you show an interest, we carry galvanized stecl pipes, to be used as water sign- posts on the desert.” She turned quickly and looked him over again, from Panama to puttees. “So you—you are the sign-post man “At last you really get me! “Would I need to be so bright, ‘to get'’ a sign-post man? Besides, we heard that you were coming. It's to be hoped that you carry a ‘Stop, Look, Listen!" against quicksand, if other mushers are as slow to recognize it as you. “Unfortunately, Alonzo and I are equipped only to mark the desert water. However, I can have a_special sign for quicksand executed on my re- turn, if you think it advisable.” “Oh, it's not likely that the regu- lar run of travelers will be dense enough to need it Again she took im at him. “I was only thinking that if any more geological experts were to follow you—" Instinctively artistic, Gloriana us- ually left something to the imagina- tion of those she met in verbal com- bat. The cofftents of the great Her- cules truck had a special significance for Gloriana. It was in the desert waste of the Solemncholy Desert that her mother had perished four years before; supposed to have died of thirst and her body to have been buried by the shifting sands: and all because none of the party with whom the little lady had been traveling home from ‘a visit to a sick relative was desert-wise enough to dig for water which was only 15 feet below their parched feet. These sign-posts, telling where to dig for water and in which direction to go for water, woull prevent similar tragedies. Action was a strong point with Glory. Taking the Indian with her for help she rode to a mule corral of her father’s not far off and. re- turning with 20 of these sturdy ani- mals, directed the rigging of the stout tackle which was on the motor truck and presently had the cumber- ous machine safe on the bank. True to her West, she offered an invitation that Gilson and his com- panion accep! the hospitality of her father at Blaze ranch. “You're from the East, ‘oung Man?" s was the one gibe she allowed herself—and only after her invitation had been provisionally accepted and she was again astride Conflagration. ““Washington, District of Columbia, is my headquarters, but—" “Don’t apologize. Somebody's got to live back East,” she interrupted. “Come to see us when you're through tagging the desert. You haven't horses to feed, but Hercules may be thirsty for gasoline and we keep some always on hand—to run the pump.’ Gilson checked her departure with a reminder. “You spoke of revenge; might I be told just where that enters in?" “Must I draw a diagram?” she asked. “When the motor craze honked over the country it looked as though we horse folks were doomed to become also-rans. But there's still sweet revenge in finding an auto in trouble ahd yanking it out with mule-power. Much obliged for to- day's contribution.” “Don’'t mention it rhe started her horse. He was left wondering whether or not she had heard his addendum: “Sweet revenge—I'll come back, Mis azer, for some of that of my own. Fortunately he did not care. The promise was made to himself. His mind was settled on that point. He certainly would come back. .o CHAPTER II From the Beyond. When she reached the ranch-house Glory found her father—"Blaze” Fra- zer—waiting for her with a look of unusual solemnity upon his face. Taking onc of her hands with a strong pressure, he led her toward the single seat. Do you remgmber the color of the vell that was tied around your mother’s hat the day when she—when she left us?” The girl cast a sidewise look aren’t you, he returned as at it look anything like—like till holding her one hand. Blaze withdrew the other from his pocket and stretched tdward her a folded piece of material—"extra thick™ chif- fon and the color of ash roses, the hem embroidered with faded blue flowers twined through a lattice- work formed of the initials M. B. F Gloriana seized it, examined it closely, smothered a hard-suppressed sob intp its softne: “Dad!" she exclaimed, scarce above her breath. “Where? How?" Glory.” he said. in a voice which further agitated her because so sub- dued, ““all may not be over with the littlest pardner. There is a chance that she still lives, that we may find 'her. Look at this He held out for her inspection bracelet, so small that it looked belong to some child, wrought hammered silver “But, but—" She faltered over the cruel suggestion. “If some one found this on the desert and gave it to you, it would mean that—Oh. don't you remember, Daddy-Blaze, that she never could slip it over her hand?” “I had the Indian put it there with a prayer for luck, and T've got a hunch that prayer's going to be answered vet. Marge must abeen mighty sick, mighty thin before this could have come off her wrist. But that" don't neces ly mean that she —that she— Get a gzrip on vourself, a to of my girl, while I tell you how I came AN “INTERNATIONAL” DAILY by these things. Here, read for your- self the letter that was with them.” “You mean you got them—" “In the mail, yes. Handed to me by Em Walton at the Rabbit Ear Post Office iirst thing when I 'lighted there today.” His eyes agleam, voice exultant, hand shaking, he passed her a soiled sheet of paper, written over with irregular, pencil-printed letters. It was dated 10 days before from No- Mexico, and read in full: Woman here with us now vears may be relation with We find her desert loco. Long time she knew not much. Some time she cry for Blaze and Glory. We not understand. Now she say her name is Frazer. We make inquirings and hear about you. If you have lose your woman, better come look at this one found. No reward is expect but the expenses she have cost us— five thousand gold. Bring it yourself to San Tg- nacio. Senora Estate, Mex. Rep. There you visit all pulque shops. Ask in each one for Jose el Toro. Nobody can tell you about him it seem. Iut be not discourage. Somebody will learn by your ask- ings who you are, and direction to rancheria will be furnish to you. No word of this to Ameri- cano counsel or to rurales is our warning. As evidence of our respected esteem, senor, we send you amu- let from wrist of woman, also garment token of recognition. There was no signature. “I'll catch that early train south in the morning,” said Blaze. ve raised the five thbusand by cleaning out our bank and borrowing back some I'd lent to our friends.” Gloriana stood with palms pressed upon her thighs and fingers gripping the seams of her riding trousers. “God help you split the scenery she breathed. Rapidly Blaze told his daughter of the arrangements he had made. He had leased the ranch and sold the livestock to one Timothy Rudd, a horse dealer of the nearest town, Rab- bit Ear. No money had passed vet, but he had prepared a power of torney which he handed to Glor. that she might complete the tran: tion. She would await his return with her aunt in Tucson. He could not leave her alone on the ranch. Al- ready all his men had been decoyed away by his enemy, P. H. Strong. Si of the neighboring Emerald ranch. Only the cook-woman, Mary Ellen O'Grady, remained of the Frazer out- fit. Glory could always think best on horseback and, mounting Conflagra- tion, she rode out to where a tall palo verde stood on a bluff overlook- ing the desert. As she paused there she presently heard the sound of a motor and Philip Strong, Jr., son of the “Silver Fox,” of Emecrald ranch, leaped out and stood beside her. four you. 1c- (Continued Tomorrow.) JUST PLAIN D0G Terrier Idkes to Take Auto Rides and Just Kind Tourists, Naturally Gets Picked up by Kansas City, Mo., Sept. 2. — Mrs. Edward Beardan noticed a fox terrier wandering about the strect here. She stopped her car and the dog, without waiting for an invitation jumped in beside her. At the animal refuge in Kansas side, it was found that he wore a license tag issued at Beaurcgard, La. Corresponding with the tax collector, located the owner and brought the in- formation that the dog was a run- away that seized every opportunity to take long driv His owner wrote, “I can’t keep the s | | Sure Relief ' For Achi Corna, &lfl-. jons TOP g:thmmv:ywm— No acid, no petren, ne danger n.-n,.--..-.“ mnirw bwn.u-m!“- dog at home. He seems to know when 'myone is leaving for a motor trip and always finds some way of joining them.” He tola of having frequently sent for the dog many miles from his home. The trip’ to Kansas seemed to have been his longest one. GERMAN NEWSPAPER TROUBLE. Berlin, Sept. 2.—Publication of the Lokal Anzeiger has been suspended for 14 days by the government. It is charged that the newspaper printed a report that two other journals which had been suspended were continuing FASHION SERVICE e e, STREET COSTUME By Marian Hale New York, Sept. 2.—What does it {matter how many international al- lances fashion makes, so long a6 the seneral effect is good. Here is Irene Castle wearing a Lucile gown which combines Paris. New York, China, Greece and a few * other countries, with—well—careful abandon, we might say. The gown straight lined and of blue cloth with self sash and a vestee. But, oh, it'’s the color that counts. The big Greek pcasant cherry red and they are lined with sleeves are heavily embroidered In cherry red,.and they are lined with - jade green. The same cmbroidery outlines the vest. And, as though the stunning gown might lack color, big cherry-colored buttons adorn the front down to the embrotdered hem. A swmart little walking hat, with a coupcon of colored embroidery, con- pletes this costume. RADIO TELEPHONE R. B. Howell is Going to Europc and fice Department. Washington, Sept. 2. — Preliminary to departing for Europe tomorrow, as a representative of the postoffice de- partment, to study progress made in use of radio telephones, R. B. Howell of Omaha, Neb., has conferred with Postmaster Gen. Hayes. Mr. Howell expects to conduct in- vestigatiors particularly in Berlin and Budapest. Mr. Hayes said today it was hoped that in the near future radio phones could be utilized to broadcast weather and market reports and other informa- tion. Such a system, he said, would eliminate the telegraphic code, and malke it possible for reports to be re- ceived at homes. . FUNGUS POISONING. Michigan City, Ind., Sept. 2.—Eleven new cases of fungus poisoning were reported here yesterday, making a to- tal of 30 cases in the city. Ten persons n one family are affected. The principal railway systems of Italy were taken over by the govern- ment in 1905. to appear despite the government's ban. llln ‘iu.l i S iy )l .‘.4| " ~ Unless otherwise noted, bureaus of the theater or at AT THE LYCEUM A unique novelty is introduced in Jack and the Beanstlk” the feature act at the Lyceum theater for the st three days of the week. This a strong man type of an act with an unusual theme. Groove and Hamilton present “The Piano Salesman” and prove to be fun makers of a first rate class. Mack and Betty present a piano and singing act out of the ordinary while Earl and Mulen open the bill with a dancing, singing and talking combination offering. David Butler is starred in “Girls Don’t Gamble™ a feature picture deal- ing with society life and exposing many secrets not known to the aver- age common class of American peo- ple. He is supported by an all star cast. The third episode of the “Hope Diamond M * is also on the bill is the ceum News AT THE PALACE An excellent Keith vaudeville bill now playing the Palace for the nce of the weck. The feature at- is The Original Seven Honey Boy Minstrels, with Tommy Hyde, premier soft shoe dancer and his company of soloists and dancers. They offer a pleasing minstrel fi part featured by solos by Jimmie O'Mara and Herbert Willison. Helen Morati, vaudeville's songbird, was very well re ceived with her selection of songs and displays a remarkable voice. Demarest and Doll in a_p) ng comedy singing is bals traction ‘OVER THE HILL ANNOUNCEMENT |The performance will bel continuous on both Satur- 'day and Monday. Box of- fice opens at 1 p. m. SUNDAY EVENING me Performance, Com-| mencing at 7:30 P. M. Today—Continuous BIG ANNIVERSARY BILL William & Gordon Dooley With SSTE. and ZENA Morin Sisters Keanedy & Berle. Sweeney & John Stanley. Nellie & Elsie G"btr!. Cuba Crutchfield. Eva Novak in HAKTFORD M Dickinson Drug Co., Main St. And Druggists and Shoo Stares goir I “Wolves of the North” “ _— these no AT -J\- b T4 es are wgitten by the press triactions with which they dead and piano offering are very good, tha piano playing,by Demarest being very clever. The X. L. O. Trio offer an excellent xylophone offering and these three boys can sure play the instrd- ment. The feature photoplay presents Syl- via Breamer and Conrad Nagel in the dramatic hit, “Unseen Forces.” The ever popular Paramount star, Wallace Reid is coming to the Palace theater next Monday, Tpesday and Wednesday in “Too Much Speed.” FOX’S THEATER “It is a picture too fine, too human and too tender to miss,” sald H. E. Torres in the New York Commercial speaking of “Over the Hill” to be shown at Fox's beginning tomorraw “The wondrous depths. of maternal love are sounded ' in this ‘picture, which grips the heart and holds it for two solid hours.” The opinion ‘of Bide Duddey of the Fvening World is. summed up in the following crisp sentence: “It abounds with excellent humor and pathos and tells a story of genuine interest that is gripping.” The New York American insisted that “Over the Hills” is a “remark- able impersonation of motherdom. So keen a picturization that your eyes fill ——made with a fine big spirit, a re- membrance of youth, an appreciation of the eternal mother’s soul, and ex- cellent photography. PALACE TO. Y AND SATURDAY “The Seven Honey Boy Minstrels”’ HELEN MORATI Vaudeville’s Songbird. DEMAREST & DOLL X. D. O. TRIO GEL AND SYLVIA BREAMER, in ‘““UNSEEN FORCES”’ NOW PLAYING VAUDEVILLE JACK AND THE BEANSTALK GROOVE AND HAMILTON MAOCK AND BETTY EARL AND MULEN “GIRLS DON'T GAMBLE”