New Britain Herald Newspaper, June 5, 1922, Page 5

NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, MONDAY, JUNE 5, 1922, “Oh, Why can't Ruth accept Dick Defoe?" implored Nita, Richard Defoe was a friend of Gar- viek, graduate of a great engineering school, son of a famous engineer and == |already an Inventor of no mean fame, Of late he had turned all his NS |attention to & radio invention in vz | Which he seemed 40 have a strange aptitude, His work on wireless photo- | C transmission, his perfection of a wireless dictagraph and wireless ! {telautograph had won him wide recognition, Just now he was at work on a radio boat, a radio auto- moblle and a radio airplane, The mere mention of Dick consti- tuted an added reason why Garrick felt impelled to come to the assist- ance of Nita in distress, “Tell me something girls,”” he sugested, “Well, there's Vira Gerard. You know her, ‘the blonde vamp' they've nicknamed her, ever since she went into that amateur motion plcture the girls made at the school of the Misses Place. She thinks she is a new Talmadge or Pickford * * ¢ really * * * wants to he the ‘soclety girl with a career on the screen.' ‘“Then, there's that Rae Larue, who has been the guest of one or another of the girls all summer, Just between you and me and the listen- ing post, 1 think she's an adven- turess, I've heard it whispered that she used to be a cabaret singer or a dancer or something. With ambi- t=ns, Anyway, she's been taken up by the girls'of the younger set and it's not for the likes of us, Guy, to tell the young idea how it shall shoot away its time any more." ““These dance palaces and caba- rets,” pondered Garrick, considering, “That whl do, John,” “have given a new twist to crime.” Mrs. Walden. “And the pace! How do they do it There was something in her tone|s s « on their allowances? Cut them that checked Garrick from insisting|on to next to nothing. They seem on the pursuit of the indentity of the|¢s go right on. There's something mystery girl, mighty queer about it all. You will McKay touched his hat * & * o0k into it for me?" turned to his car quicker than “Indeed I will, Nita. Glad of the had left st. opportunity. I'm rather fed up on Garrick turned keenly toward Mrs. country life just now, anyhow. Be- Walden. “What does Ruth say? Who giges, I'd like nothing better than to was up there? Was she in the|get some of these youngsters right.” tower? Nita Walden glowed her thanks Mrs. Walden looked away and mur-| a1 was whisked away. mured, “Ruth refuses to say any-| Garrick took a turn or two across ng the reserted end of the veranda. Wae it Glenn in the tower?" Acouple of years before the war, Nita was getting more nervous by|Garrick, just of out college, of fine the second. “She won't say,” she re- family and some fortune, had de- plied in a hoarse whisper, cided to dilettante his way into de- “H'm," considered Garrick. “It|ective life. comes down to whether it is another “There must be something new in crime in the wave of crime that has order to catch criminals nowadays," been hiting country places this sum- he told 4 friend. *“The old meth’ods mer—or is it a job pulled off with| ,re all right—as far as they go. But the assistance of someone at the criminals are keeping up with dance!: science.” Nita Walden shook off a restraint, “But what a hobby!" his friend as if it had been a wrap. She had|phaq returned. “Never knew anyone come ag last to the real point that;in our set ever to take up that!” had led her to seek Garrick’s counsel “It's just our set that needs it and now stood trembling as if on a|mest. We're always shaken down, springboard over the water. blackmailed, victimized, imposed on “This morning,” she blurted out|__yntil me, the wise ones, are the in desperation,' a messenger boy de-|easiest marks of all!" livered a package to Ruth. In it| go in his casual way, Garrick had were her jewels that had been taken|traveled to London, Paris, Berlin, from her—the Walden pearls!” Vienna, where he had studied the "Whew! Have any of the others|amazing growth abroad of the new been returned? Could it have been|criminal science. It was not merely a hoax?"” desultory. . With his careless predi- “Noi" Nita sank back in a wicker|jection, he had absorbed nearly chalr, her splendid shoulders, con-|everything from such men as Gross, vulsed as she sank her head into a|yacassagne, Reiss, all the successors lllg; dfilme lac? h?’ndk;rchiein and of the day of the immortal Bertillon. sobbed. “I am frantic about Ruth's N a d. the bag and a ' gun and took thefgnence * * * Is silence conlession?!'rhr;e’:ar ahzlil"i:n th:::fi lt:fig)pr:“i\le JSgEIs W ALE e Strolmen Bcovenee IREsL s Better tolloselthe fewelniaih s |1 Hew (Tl Tie *vaas drawndin ol Brilliant th epatty * ¢ * They seemed to knoW{gred times * * * than to have them!gervice in the Office of Naval Intel- just what they wanted, what to eX-|returned under such circumstances!" ligence, from which he engaged a pect.” e | Garrick was thinking about Ruth{|jeutenant Commander. What did they get? Walden, the pretty flapper sub-deb.| Then for four years he had settled vy ircless - By ARTHUR B. REEVE 1928 NEA Service, Inc. CHAPTER 1 THE RADIO DANCE “Ruth worries me." Mrs. Kenmore Walden drew Guy Garrick toward the quiet end of the Nonowantic Country Club, . Garrick did not need to' affect in- terest, fort Ruth Walden was far and away the most Interesting problem of the Country Club set. Of late years Garrick had grown to be coun- selor and confidant in all the il to| which North Shore society was heir. Mrs. Waldén smiled abstractedly. Bhe was one of those stunning wom- en of today whom oneconfuses with their daughters. “She says that I betray my in- feriority complex when I say it—that what I really mean'is not that Ruth worries ‘me, but yoyuth worries me— that I don't understand young peopie today. I may have understood young people in the days of the Florodora séxtette—but T don't understand them now—and that's what really worries me."” “No one would believe you could have a daughter old enough to worry you, Nita,” declared Garrick in un- affected admiration. “But tell me what it was you couldn't say over the telephone when you got me af last thts morning.” “1 suppose. you've heard all about the first Radio Dance last night over at Bellevue Lodge—you know, the Gerard'place, at Oldfield 7" Garrick nodded. “Well, you know how young Glenn Buckley got the Gerards to put in a wireless outfit-—had Professor Vario from the big Radlo Central Station at Rock Ledge help him install it. At least that's what Glenn said. The truth was, of course, that Professor Vario had to do all the work. Glenn Just messes around with it, has ac- quired the lingo—but I guess that's bout ‘all.” Garrick smiled at the characteriza- tlon and Mrs. Walden hurried on. Then the young folks got up a dance to celebrate the installation. Lo and behold, they had scarcely started when ‘that awful thunder shower— you remember last night?—swept around, as they often do, from the Connecticut shore. That stopped the music over the wireless.” “Yes * * * sgtatic * * * Nature's Jazz jazzed the radio jazz!" “It was a spectacular storm, you know, with the lightning flashing and crashes of thunder. ' Théy were debating whether to use the Victrola and canned music or {improvise an orchestra of their own. At the height of the storm cameé a voice from the French windows: “‘Hands up! * * * And be quick about it! * * * Line up along that walll ¢ ® ¢ And keep you mouths shut!** z “There seemed to be three of them, maskéd, two men and a girl—a regu- lar devil-may-care hussy. She held that there tower.' But the searchlight was just llke artificlal lightning, only you could see any part of the shore you wanted and the waves a.smashing over the rocks, at any time you liked and as long as you liked. From where I was I seen that there was a fellow and a girl up in the tower—a fellow that looked, maybe, llke Glenn Buck- ley. “The light traveled along the shore, up toward Crane's Neck. It was'beau- tiful. Just as it touched the cove, T made out three figures. It seemed as if they started down the shore just as |the light hit 'em. The light traveled on, then turned back over the country and whoever was flashing it swung it about as far as he coMld in an arc. en it went out. “Five minutes later{—just about the time it would have taken to come down the beach from the cove and climb the steps up the bluff, this rob- bery took place. Oh, it was a signal, fall right.” “Was the fellow in the tower Glenn Buckley, you think?" “Looked like him, sir.” “Who was the girl?" “I can't say, sir.” about the Turning food into Beauty— That's what this girl does—Can you equal her? THe glow of rich, red blood coursing through It contains the carbohydrates that supply your veins, the response of muscles resilient energy for the immediate use of the body and with strength, a spring in your step and a leave a reserve of strength for protection light in your eye— In short, “up and at 'em.” " That’s what perfect health means. The body draws its supply of health from the food you eat. You can calculate to a nicety the reserve you are building up for your future needs—work or pleasure, The greatest demand .of the body is for an energy food, fuel for the human engine, quickly converted into power. Equal with this is the necessity for keeping up repair, building the stuff that forms the very “fiber and framework of the body. Bread-and-Milk is the perfect food for both these uses. motioned it also contains the rebuilding material for muscles and tissues—the bone-building sub. and re- stance. he Bread-and-Milk eaten together form a perfect, balanced food. It supplies the body with energy and carries new materials to the parts in constant need of repair—all with no tax on nerves or digestion. One meal a day of Bread-and-Milk — and your best gift—good health—your chief asset in the business of living, is insured against the inroads of poor nutrition. For keen, abounding health, eat one meal each day of Bread-and-Milk. ’ bread-and -milk" at every meal after. which they will repair to Wal- nut Hill park where bread and milk will be dispensed, free, to schogl chil- VISITS AGED SISTER A. R. Veteran With Interesting Was Located By in numerous other ways. Many health authorities hope that as a result of this hread and milk week, the public schools will intro- duce bread and milk as a feature of the noonday lunch, and also as a mid- morning and mid-afternoon luncheon in the case of children suffering from mal-nutrition Statistics show that in several large cities where bread and milk cam- the but city. It's a bit out of the way, that makes them practically own the beach and that end of the har- bor for their .swimming races and water sports. Some of the sportier older folks go with them-—once in a while.” “Well * * * 'what of it?" “Just ‘this. There's more deviltry cooked up on the upper deck or in the saloon of the ‘Sea Vamp' than 1 imagine, . Glenn. wants to be smart. She:- he has asked the advice and as- sistance of Professor Vario over at Rock Ledge. The rest of the crowd, I guess you know—that Jack Curtis. You've seen him around the Club. To me, thoigh, Ruth'is the center of everything. But * * * then, there's Vira :Gerard * * * and that Larue girl. Of course, Glenn has taken quite G. Record Who ““Why, those bandits went through the party. They must have got away with a hundred thousand dollars’ worth of jewelry * * * oh, more than that. The Walden pearls that they took from Ruth were worth twenty thousand easily.”” & “A good haul. But what's this gossip 1 hear that it was an inside job?” Mrs. Walden glanced about to make sure that they were out of ear- shot. “That's what I want you help on, Guy.” She dropped her voice. *I think McKay can tell you better, at first hand. McKay is our chauffeur.” Bhe leaned over the rail. of the ve- randa. “John.” 3 McKay, down the driveway with the car, touched his cap and sidled up the steps of the club veranda. “John, will you tell Mr. Garrick what you saw last night over at Gerard's?"” “Well, sir,” began McKay, balanc- ing accurately first on one foot, then on the other, as he picked at his visored cap, ‘“after it was all over and there was a general alarm, sir, old Mr. Gerard came down to see what all the shootin' was for and he asked me a lot of questions—about the signal—and—" “Just how did you happen to be there, McKay?" asked Garrick. "I didn’t know Miss Ruth would let anybody drive her car.” McKay smiled. He had a touch of humor, eevn though his keen Irish wit saw the serious and suspicious side of the incident. 'Oh, 1 had been out joy-riding, sir —I'm sorry to have to say it, ma'am—'"". he bowed toward Mrs. Walden ‘with Lotta, one of the maids at Oldfield.” It was evident that McKay was striving to show that he had nothing to conceal—and a lot to tell. More- over, on the score that there hdd been a signal and the affair was an inside job, he: seémed anxious to clear Lotta, too. “So when Mr. Gerard asks me, I says ‘It's darn funny. It must have happened right after the light sig- naled ‘down toward Crane's neck.'” “Light? Signal? Tell me about it . “Well 1 saw it,” returned McKay, a trifle contentiously. “A lot of us saw it. That's what made the sus- picion that it was an inside job. You see, I saw the storm coming up fast and T beat it back to Bellevue in the car with Lotta a mile a minute. You know that tower on the corner of the Gerard house? 1 thought you'd know it. 'Most everybody does and has seen the searchlight in it. Well, when the storm broken-—I suppose that was some time after their wire- less went on the .blink * * * The lightning was great. It always is out there—Ilights up the shore for miles and the sea and you can see the waves breaking 'way down on the rocks and the beach. “Between flashes of lightning [ saw the searchlight moving up and down the shore and I says to myself, “That's a queer stunt—maybe a little dangerous on a night like this up in He said something soothing, re assur- ing. "1 didn't think Ruth was much more than a child,” wailed Nita straightening and dabbing at her eyes with the hankerchief, ‘‘but she has been going to all sorts of dances.” “What sort of dances?" “The cabarets in the city—and roadhouses out here on the Island.” Garrick involuntarily elevated his eyebrows, “Oh, *t's not a question of morals —alone,” she hastened. ‘“After all, sometimes common sense and fool- ishness are fair equivalents for right and wrong."” Guy looked up quickly, genuinely surprised at this bit of worldly wis- dom. “When ‘girls do stupid, things, trouble follows,” she per- sisted, *“if not at once, a bit later. I'm afraid this is a case of it. Besides * * Ruth comes into the income from the ten-million ‘trust fund of her father's estate next month when she is eighteen.” “Who are in this set?” asked Gar- rick, then in a tone of gentle raillery, “Who are these dancing men “There's young Glenn Buckley. They call him the Demon Lover, you know. He's just a smart college kid with a plle of money and a smatter- ing of information. He can take up cricket or radio or acting or rela- tivity or banking—he knows them all. Another is that Jack Curtis, over at the Hotel. They cAll him ‘Worcester- shire'—he's the sauce to anything they arrange, makes it snappy. In my humble opinion, though, he's nothing more nor less than another cabaret product.’” “I know him * * * what I call a ‘ditto boy,’ plunggs in with a big splash and swims with the tide.” dangerous into, father confessor of all of the social official you, Guy."” pose you've heard this new tale Dame Dance last night?" Garrick nodded but did not commit This was an ideal chance. He wanted to see how much Dick knew and whether he could add any- thing. would offer a new attack on the case. Dick knew less than but felt as much. himself. radio watched with the reaction on Dick's face. “Oh, he's like a great many people interest It's the it—in any- As a motion to people |who were following what Edison and But when they source of entertainment, the fifth, industry. That's the way it is with radio today Besides, just now Ra- It's smart. Like the automobile was twenty years ago, today. in radio that Glenn feels, entertainment thing—that appeals scientific pictures others were became a pictures with Glenn. dio back into the life he had been born virtually the troubles a sort of un- with no profession except- having a good time and with the Garrick fortune that was ample to indulge his hobbies. until now he was leaders, advisor, “So * * * here you are. Rumor—about the Perhaps fresh som¢ Mrs. “Guy,” he pleaded, Curiously, used tell ‘“Well, “then, kid, Glenn Buckley?" concealed It isn't the scientific value £ nim. study, 1 suppose, were interesting doing. became is fashionable, Been looking all over Suffo)k County for It was Dick Defoe. “Sup- Radio angle Walden, ‘you must * * you must help me save Ruth from herself * ¢ * and her friends.” here was Defoe appeal- ing to him to do what he had already agreed to do. Garrick was such coincidences. me something about those friends. What about the Garrick amusement a fancy in this wireless craze of his to Professor Vario at the Radio Cen- tral.” “What about him?" reiterated Gar- rick. “Oh.* * * nothing * * * guess I'm thinking too much about Glenn! Any- how, it just shows how foolishness radiates. and hits everybody—like Hertzian waves.” The Radio Central at Rock Ledge some ten miles east along the Sound shore covered an aréa of ten square miles . with twelve rows of 410-foot towers radiating for a mile and a half from the central station, with- out a doubt the largest radio ‘plant of the kind in the world. “But - you - haven't told me yet whether you were at this Radio Dance last night,”” recalled Garrick. “Of course not. You don't think they'd invite me, do you? My tastes are just a trifle too quiet for that speedy set.” “But yo do go out with Ruth a great deal, don't you?" t as much as I'd like, But, as for that dance * * * they didn't want me there any more than they'd invite me' to * * *" Dick cut short. “Where?" Dick shrugged and was silent. “Come, now. If you want me to help you, play fair, Dick. You can't hold back little things—and expect me to be of any help.” Garrick was an electroscope for discovering stray currents of facts. ' “Well, then," ‘Sea Vamp'." “The ‘Sea Vamp'? What's that?" “A houseboat—down Duck Harbor way-—anchored off one of the best bathing beaches of the west, between us and the city. A lot of the young folks chartered it and chose that spot because it was not far from the Club and yet not too far out from of to unwillingly, “on the * * than will ever-get -into Town Topic.” Garrick turned toward the steps. “Jump into my racer, Dick. You're going to take me to look over this ‘Sea Vamp'." (Continued in Our IBREAD AND MILK AS ARTIGLES OF DIET Week's Movement for Their Use Begins Today xt Issue) Bread and milk week begins today in every city and town in the New England states. This campaign is being put on by the bakers and milk dealers and milk producers and has the backing n of state and city officials and health au- thorities. The week of June 5-10 has been set apart as the definite time to urge people throughout New England to eat more bread and drink more milk Health and food authorities are wil- ling to declare this campaign will increase health and decrease the high cost of living. During this week, educational tafks are being given in the schools on the big food value which is supplied through this balanced ration. Attrac- tive posters, urging the increased use of bread and milk, halt the attention of people in the streets, while the advantages to be gained through its more liberal use are being featured POLLY AND HER PALS 7.4/ Under The Circumstance;, Aunt Maggie’s Willing To Be Held Up 1M GOwNA FRISK ALL THE GENTS An’ KISS ALL THE: LADIES! O You AINT DERA YE! TAKE OUR \VATCuS;J IF Y'WALL. BUT DONT U DAST msfi/ ONE O THESE TEFENCELESS —- Copyright 1922 Newspaper Feature Service Inc_Great Britain rights reserved MIND YER OWwAl BUSINESS, ASH URL PERKINS | (studies into paigns were carried on among school children for an appreciable period, re- sults were no less than startling. Dietitians and experts in charge as- sert that in one instance after an- other, this diet has transformed a child who was delicate, listless, un- der-nourished and hence dull in a sparkling image of health. Food experts recommend bread and milk as a perfect, balanced ration. The results of chemical analysis show that bread as well as milk is rich in the life-giving elements essential to health, such as proteins, the tissue building elements, earbohydrates, the energy and fuel reserve and the new mysterious vitamines now recognized as essential to life itself. The campaign makes a special ap- peal to the chief need of the adult human body—energy. “What you | eat today walks and talks tomorrow," asserted one well known milk dealer | lately. “One's capacity for work or play depends largely upon the Kkind of| food one eats. In order to get energy | out of the human machine energy. | must be put into it," is the well known | axiom of modern food authorities. | That bread and milk is the one| hundred per cent energy-food seems to be the consensus of opinion of dieti- tians, food and health authorities alike. One of the features of the cama| paign is a bread and milk easy con- test among the school children, for| which cash prizes are given. In or-| der to familiarize the children with | bread and milk facts and enable them | to enter this contest, a booklet will be distributed by the milk dealers to every household in the city during the week. On Wednesday affernoon the milk- | [in Libby Dream, Takes Vacation. Richard C. Jackson, of 362 Farm- ington avenue, left. today for a week's visit with his sister Mrs. Francis Johnson, of Rochester, N. Y. Readers of The Herald will remem- ber that some time ago Mr. Jackson, whose whereabouts were unknown to his 83-year-old sister, was located by a dream. All of the family had died but the brother and sister. Mr. Jackson had lost all track of his sister when he came here in 1914. The latter thought he was dead, but after a series of dream, finally wrote to Postmaster W. I, Delaney and that official succeeded in locating the brother. Mr. Jacks#n was found in this city at that time in circumstances which bordered on the destitute. Friends came to his rescue, he now has a steady position at the Russell and Er- win factory and is prospering. He is the man who carried the news of the assassination of Lincoln from brigade to regimental headquarters, while serving as a musician in the 14th Michigan infantry. He helped to tear up the Atlanta railroad under Sher- man, crossed the Rappahannock on pontoon bridges and spent some time prison. CHILDREN'S PARTY The annual children's party under the auspices of the Woman's club of Maple Hill will be held at the home of Mrs. L. E. Dary *of Maple Hill avenue, Wednesday afternoon. Exhi- bition dancing will be given by Miss Ethel Nelson and a recitation by Miss Dorothy Damon. The exercises in the afternoon will be in charge of Miss Zulette Tucker, Mrs. Dary will be assisted in entertaining by Mrs. W. H. men and bakers plan a street para Spittler and Mrs. Johnathon T. Hart. 1 YOU ANT RURNIN' THS ROBBERY Y'KAOW! { Pcds :1/ //(', I BY CLIFF STERRETT 1 i)