New Britain Herald Newspaper, October 4, 1922, Page 4

Adele NEW BRITAIN Garrison's New Phase ol The Carefully-Planned Quustions Allen Drake Asked Madge As If a sudden had struck them, both Allen Drake turned to me me aside ittle way “What about that Drake asked with hensive disapproval “That will ncver do. out from underneath, Graham Lillian's ha i a code s speak Jh 1 gave dden te membrance ttructed an beneath the by Dicky | fioor of thal hed been frantically meadow fo had been res logical, unreasonir thought | fan and drew Li Aisturbi trap-doo M a nots of aop in Lis low tones There 18 n way isu't there, Mrs d was pres. al which mea od your head silent affirmative with a ying, heart-shuking re- ¥ my having haa con- outer entrance to tha place cornerib transformed 1 studio. Unde the Lullding my baby boy| a prisoner while I| hed woodland and n Whea he 1y red to me, with g, truly teminine| obsession. 1 had felt that 1 could not endure the knowledge there being no way (ui from beneath the house. Dicky had humored me in the absurd| notion, and a primitive exit from be- neath the old structure had bh2en Jde- vised by inventive Sam Ticer. “Perfectly safe,” Lilllan said reus- ruringly. ‘““He'll be too well tied up. Ton't worry." A Rehcarsed Con.vrsation That Smith was straluing lis cars to hear their low, almost whispered tones, I was as sure as [ was that there were certain words of the col- loquy which had been intended for his hearing. ‘“Trapdoor,” ‘“way out,” ‘““‘undernea and ‘“too well tied up” certainly had been uttered in just enough louder accents than the rest of the conversation, to enable a keen- eared listener to catch them. I ucquit- ted either Lillian or Allen Drake of carelessness, and therefore knew that the man Smith purposely had been given the impression that is he could free himself from the ropes tying him, he might find a way of escape. Allen Drake spoke next, in casual accents. “Everything's all right then. TI'll just step over with the boys and at- tend to tying him up myself. I dou't trust their brand of roping. Mrs. Graham, do you suppose you could rustle a couple of sandwiches and a glass of milk, or a cup of cold coffee, if Katie has left any, for this gifted gentileman? There's no use starving even the devil. It isn't exactly ericket.” I caught his meaning, of course He wished me to give Smith the forti- fication of food and drink for the es- cape which he and Lillian planned that the man should make. With an apparent sulky reluctance, for I was afraid Smith might suspect any eagor acquiescence on my part, I started to- ward the door. “—I Must Go!" “Katie is too good a housckeecper to have coffee in the pot overnight, anfd I happen to know there is no milk. But, if you have to have it, I can make a pot of fresh coffee in a very tew minutes, and there is cream.” “If you will be so kind,” Mr. Drake returned stiffly, as if he were offended at my reluctance. “Tll go with you, Madge, Lilllan said. ‘‘Perhaps I can rustle an extra cup for myself. Do you want the grub brought outdoors?” . “No, I'll send one of the men in for it Mr. Drake replied “Would you mind asking them to come in as you go past the veranda?” “I'll send them right in” mef‘ promised, and attended to the errand forthwith. She did not speak again until the kitchen door had closed upon us, and then she punctuated her words with a little impromptu dance step. I sur- mised that identification of Smith was a distinctly personal triumph, and| that she was giving way to her own| enthusiastic gratification in a manner | rare to her. “Oh, Madge !"" she exclaimed, stop- ping in front of me and seizing me by the shoulders. “Everything s turning out just as 1 had planned. And did you see how he swallowed that stuff about the trapdoor? Hls} mental processes are reacting in pre-| cisely the manner we thought th would. He thinks we'v taken every| precaution against his escape, and he's using every atom of his really clever and ingenious brain cells to find way of untying bonds. Allen’s | going to use a lot of funny knots, | seemingly very intricate, and unusual, but which will be child's play to Smith, once he has seen them done. And Allen is going to work very slow- 1y, so that Smith will have plenty of | time and opportunity to study his | work. Oh! it's all turning out beau- tifuilly ! “There's only one hitch," she said| glowly. “Tom Chester has been watch- | ing that big car whose owners we are sure are in league with Smith, and he| has charge of the men who are going| inyg my arm *“lon't heid r an il | | his i |VOICES i bales, measuring one-half |slightly beaten. | half filled with e —— | Wise Women A famous medical man of ancient times states regarding his writings that they were but a collection of knowledge obtained from the “Wise Wemen." Do you realize that in those times | the women, and not the men, knew about the healing properties of me- dicinal plants, roots and herbs? From | the earliest times, women had a, knowledge of the treatment of dis- | ease and of the healing merit of roots | and herb: 1 Lydia Pinkham's Vegetable | Compound was originated by a wom- an, Lydia E. Pinkham, and is now known *and praised by women of all ages. It is prepared from roots and herbs having medicinal action of great value in the treatment of troubles women so often have L ——__} STATE ARMORY FRIDAY NIGHT Music by Rapp’s Orch. Admission 50c including tax. i | to follow Smith's train tonight. It's a shame to disturb him, but if he's conscious, I must talk to him, and find out how his part of the work can done." From the hall outside we heard a raucous volce quavering with weak- ness, but evidently determined I don't care if it kills me, I must be go ———— llV THE A]R ’|' l‘ 8t Oct, storles (Wei .suummu.s - Pittsburgh.) 4, 1022, for the m,—Concert by the Gordon Concert Co. Estelle Healy Close, so0- prano; Mabel King, contralto Lessel Jamieson, tenor; John W. Lawther, baritone, Miss Katherine Grudman, accompanist. Scotch bagpipe selec tions by “Piper' Finnie. wiz (Westinghouse—Newark.) 7 p. m.—Review of Iron and Steel industries 7:10 p. m.—Animal stories. 9:20 p. m.—Musical program by prominent artists. 9:55 p. m.—Standard time signals from Arlington. Official weather forecast. 10 p. m.—Musical prominent artists. WBZ (Westinghouse, Springfield.) 7:30 p. m.—Baseball scores. Bed- time story by Rachel L. Hazeltine. 8 p. m.—Baseball scores. Special program of Irish songs WGI (American Radio & Researrh Corp,, Medford Hillside.) 6:30 p. m.——Boston police reports Late news flashes. Early sport news, | 9 p. m—Evening program. I, Baseball scores. 1I, Concert. 9 p program by Gossip’s Corner a~n Marriage A La Mode, In rural England most weddings take place at the doorway, just out- | side of the church, Instead of inside. | When the wedding ceremony is | over the ccuple and the bridal party enter for the nuptial benediction and | music. If You Are Well Bred. You do not bring a guest to a din- ner party, dance or any function to which invitations have been {ssued without getting permission from your hostess. If, however, her plans are already made and she cannot include another guest, you bear no resentment if she refuses. Such a course is not unusual. TIMBALES BY BERTHA E. SHAPLEIGH 0Of Columbia T'n ity Occasionally one wishes to make a dish for supper or luncheon and finds that she has no meat or fish with | which to make a croquette or timbale. The following recipe will make a good timbale which will turn out, and by adding cheese to the sauce the fuel value of the dish will be considerable. This quantity will make four tim- cupful or six measuring oen-third cupful: 1% cups soft, stale bread crumbs 3 tablespoons butter or bacon fat 2 tablespoons butter or bacon fat 2 tablespoons chopped onion 1 cup milk 1 teaspoon celery salt 1, teaspoon salt Tablespoon fine cut parsley 1§ teaspoon pepper. eggs Cook the onion’in the bacon fat until yellow. crumbs and cook one milk and cook until formed. Then ) butter or Add bread minute. Add a paste is add seasonings and eggs Turn in well-but- set molds in a pan hot water Bake in a moderate firm, or until when a knife is run into the center timbales none of the mixture to knife, Serve with the following sauce: 2 tablespoons butter 2 tablespoons flour 1 cup milk 1 tablespoon catsup 1, teaspoon salt 14 teaspoon pepper 1 tabléspoon lemon juice 1 tablespoon chopped pickle Make as usual, hy melting hu"Pr,i adding flour, and when thoroughly blended adding milk and seasonings. Cook until thick and smooth 1f cheess is desired use cup grated cheese SHEPARD-REDDEN WEDDING Everett Gi. Shepard of Bristol, and Miss Fern E. Redden, daughter of | Mr. and Mrs W. Redden of 14 Warlock street, were married this af- ternoon at & o'clock at the home of the bride's parents. Rev. John L Davis, pastor of the Methodist church officiated and the couple were attend- ed by Wesley Redden and Miss Kath- ryn Andres. The couple will live in | Bristol upon ghe return from their [ wedding trip The Herald classified ads are live |news of things wanted or for sale. tered molds and oven until ‘7 harp-pointea | of the clings one-half I Dangerous Sores From Small Bite! Physicians state that dangerons sores may develop from an infected bed bug bite, because bed bugs carry cholera and typhus germs! Protect yourself against this dangerous men- ace and destroy all bed bugs! Royal Guaranteed Bed Bug Liquid will wipe them out quickly and completely. | everybody like to know." 25c. Sold and guaranteed by Dick- inson Drux Co.—advt “This was my old Pink Dress-" “But how did youmake it such a lovely lavender?” “I did it 1n 30 minutes by usin, Light Blue SUN'- SET according to dlrelctlonl." “Itwas just, to use SUNgg{ —and a great sav- ing. e oply vou -4 3 s| f) P mai the aitr o i L T \ ONE Real Dye For ALL Fabrics fSLE!DY-'I'_lME‘. TALES FATTY COOK MORE OF HIS d |& IN BLACK CRE There was one way in which Uncle | Sammy Coon and old Mr. Crow were | somewhat allke. Mr. Crow thought that nobody but himself ought to take corn from the cornfield; Uncle Bammy Coon thought that nobody but himself ought to catch fish in Black Creek. | Mr. Crow often succeeded frightening others away from the cornfield. He was full of tricks. If | he found any of the other field-or-| forest-folk eating corn he would talk | darkly about * Farmer Green, and| guns—yes! and even poison. It was/ no wonder that the more timid crea- tures used to hurry away in a panic| when Mr. Crow croaked in such an| alarming fashion. i Now, Uncle Sammy Coon was just| ‘s greedy, but not as cunning as old | Mr. Crow. He wanted to scare his| neighhors away from the creek; but| he didn’t know how. He complained | that the fish in Black Creek were get- ting fewer and smaller each year, “If something isn't done to stop from helping himself to fish, perch will soon be a thing of the in "Cousin Lemuel has the biggest family of ‘em all’ ho ¢rowled past in this creek. And then I'll have to move,” Uncle Sammy grumbled to Mr. Crow one day. 'hy don’'t you neighbors?”" Mr. Crow a grin “I would, if I knew Sammy replied savagely. “It's easy to scare folks,” Mr. Crow ogserved. “I wish you'd tell me a good way,” gaid Uncle Sammy Coon. Mr. Crow thought deeply for a few moments. And then he said “When you cateh any one fishing in the| creek, walk boldly up to him and ask to see his license.” “‘His license?” cried Uncle ‘What's that?"” Well," said Mr. Crow with a sly smile, “you don't have to know what a license it. The neighbors won't know any more than you do. If they ask, just tell 'em it's something they must have in order to catch fish. And if they haven’t any license, they must stop fishing or you'll make trouble for them.” That plan pleased [Uncle Sammy Coon. He laughed for the first time that summer. “Good!" he exclaimed. “I'll do that But what is a license, Mr. Crow? I'd frighten the inquired with s how,” Uncle a f Sam- t ( “If 1 told you, probably you wouldn't understand,” Mr. Crow re- plied. “Anyhow I haven't time to talk any more just now." He hurried away then. He didn't know himself what a license was, but he didn't In- tend to let Uncle Sammy know that he didn't know. Mr. Crow was like that. He always wanted to appear wise. As soon as Mr. Crow left him, Unele S8ammy Coon hurried over to Black Creek. He meant to try Mr. Crow's plan and see how it worked, As Uncle Sammy scrambled down the bank of the creek he caught sight of Fatty Coon, fishing “Hi, there!” Unele Sammy screamed, hurrying up to the fisher- man. “Have you a license?" “Yes!" iatty replied. “I have one ——just as much as you have.” Well, Uncle 8ammy Coon didn't know retort to make to that reply. He wished Mr. Crow might have been there, to help him. “T'll try this scheme on soméhedy elge,” Uncle Sammy muttered. So he set off down the ecreek. He hadn't gone far before he came upon Peter Mink, who caught a bullfreg at the very instant that Uncle Sammy spled a't eat that fish!" Uncle Sammy bawled. “Wait a moment! Have vou a lcense ? “A license? A license? Why don't you ask me how many licenses T've got?" Peter Mink snarled, just as if one license wasn't worth talking about, Now, U'nele Sammy know what to say. hurriad ames hAManea | q s Coon didn't Patam Wit |the cat—the short back. perhaps, but so $auch the better, has a tight band about the hips. has a high collar which {s frequently heavily embroidered. may equally as well Itself and have nothing to.do either department came to an end with the 7 Company No. 8, and Willlam Frey of Engine Company Rozanski of the Aerfal pany. bell, who have heen acting as substitutes |duties in the And after a Great growled, moment he he snapped muttered anybody alse first thing I know, ask me if I had one, a fix I'd be in! who mounted the throne when King Constantine abdicated. manian birth, He turned and |falls irregularly, much like the ocean viaa * DAILY FASHIG Very Short Coat Again Makes Its Appearance | Like all fashions, a bad. penny, and coat has come Not quite as it was before, It 18 a bloused short coat now and It has wide It {s often overed with fur and it leeves, also fur-edged It ls made of heavy soft fabrics, requently metalasse, It may be art of a three-piece costume, but f{t be sufficient to the n material or color with skirt hat shows below it. VACATION SEASON ENDS. The vacation ‘season in the fire eturn to duty of Captain William| Watts of Engine Company No. 2,' fremen Willlam J. Coffey of Engine No. 2 and Stanley Ladder com John Heery, Michael Camp- Richard Collins and Albert May,! uring the summer, terminated their department today. Ancients developed the art of en- raving on emeralds, which yere 1n great demand. DAILY HERALD WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 4, 1922, DN SIRVIOE, A Wise Purchase is the Best Economy "SALADA" T Xl A ’ oEM is the wisest purchase you can makKe. Pure, Fresh and so Delicious—Just try it. CINDERELLA SALLY BY ZOE BECKLEY. Famed Beauty W Marie Rinaldo, famous beauty and daughter of Joel Rinaldo, writer, is now the wife of E. V. Littauer, one of the star all-around athletes of Columbia university. nounced. eds Star Athlete The marriage has just been an- was already cating his fish, and Uncle S8ammy couldn't bear to watch any- body eat a fi lieved sh which he firmly be- belonged to himself. He rambled down Black Creek while he came upon Mr. Heron, standing like a water. fishing Blus I tatue in the “He's Uncle Snmmy' if I can't scare | called to Mr. Heron, | license 2" ‘ You see 1t?" Mr. Heron | And almost at the same | 1apped again. This time | his long bill upon a fish— nd promptly flew off with him “This plan of Mr. Crow’: s—it's good | or nothing!" Uncle Sammy Coon I'm not a-going to ask ! if he has a lcense. The | somebody would And then what | I'd have to stop fish- | | Sammy So he ng!" After all, maybe Uncle Coon was sharper than you may have | hought him Copyright by Metrapolitan New spaper Service.) 1022 i | (¥ h f Princess ueen fon of Elizabeth has become Greece through the acces- her consort, Prinec George, of 8he is o’l Ru- The water of Lake Geneva rises and Made by 1t wnlll be displayed in Boston. thousands of If you have trouble with your read- ng light, just try one like this. It's he biggest In the world—3000 watts. the General Electric com- any at its lamp works in Cleveland. In Spain a 1eld as sacred, or debt. woman's mantilla and cannot be is sold sified ads are making friends week! ‘Herald cla |and Sally feit ‘expected as this will be the final local ANOTHER®VICTORY FOR SALLY. When Lucy Bennet returned she found Sally in the mood of forced calm in which one faces ordeals rather than ‘triumph, ‘‘Golden’s waiting for us office; come."” “Not as I am—pot in this dress— Oh, I can't," Sally looked down . at herself, appalled. “He says 80, yes. Besides, you look cute's anything in that gingham and little blue hat. You're a country girl. It wouldn't make a hit with him to try to iook like Broadway. Sally was silent. To confront this dread arbiter of her fate without at least a little armor of new dress! Probably one look from him would send her back to Branchville. “I won't go back there!" Sally si- lently vowed, and clenched her hands. She thought Miss Bennet was leading her into the most gorgeous theater ever seen. But it appeared they were mounting in an elevator to offices high up in the theater build- ing. A dazzlingly blond secretary ushered them into an office like a palatial drawing-room, a gilded grand piano in one corner, draped with some priceless fabric; rich chairs done in| sllk; an ornate flat-topped desk piled with papers; many framed photo- graphs of celebrated players; vases of costly flowers—and behind: the desk a thin, worried-looking man, his face seamed with many fine lines—and some coarse ones too. “This,"” smiled Miss Bennet, leading her protege by the hand, “is Sally.” Golden darted shrewd eyes at her, them like electric at his mysterfously technical session, studied had expected. |and grosses. |1y as a bit of texture, to be examined you Sally?” closing his eyes to narrow slits. she should feel that way. |it was not Golden of artists who had awarded her the | prize. self-respect of her thought {in her walk. needles. She couldn’t have spoken if her ‘life ‘depended on it. The man looked steadily, dropped his glance to her hands, to her ankles, and smiled a tired but friendly smile much as he might have given a child. “All excited, Sally?” And it seemed the most natural thing in the world for him to call her by her first, name. Sally swallowed and wet her lips. “Yes—a little.” Golden turned to Miss Bennet and for some moments they talked on things con- cerning ‘“press dope,’” “‘‘cuts,”” half- tones" and the like, Sally, catching back her self-pos- lden surreptitious- rightening than she But neither was he ly, He was less reassuring. She felt as though she were a bit of trade goods, one of dozens, scores He regarded her mere- for its suitability to the whole pat- tern. “Walk over to that bookcase, will he asked her suddenly, Wondering, Sally obeyed. Well—it he thought of her only as a pos ble decoration, there was no reason After all, but a committee Something of the determined showed mur- shall “Mmm-—m, pretty fair,” he mured. “We'll see—what we see.” (To Be Continued). (Copyright, 1922, NEA Service). T Cnless otherwise ludicated, tuentrical noliw « by the press rgencies for the r e “BACHELOR DADDY" — PALACE A picture which radiates happiness and yhich will undoubtedly help many to see the finer and truer side of life s “The Bachelor Daddy,” which will he the big photoplay attraction at the Palace, Thursday, Friday and Satur- day. The Keith vaudeville bill changes; tomorrow and shows four new acts| that will be well liked and will fea-| ture the Leone Trio in a novelty of- fering. Starting Sunday night, for a run of four days, Richard Barthel- mess will be offered in his new big photoplay hit “Sonny." “MONTE CRISTO" AT FOX'S “Monte Cristo,” the Willlam Fox film picturing Alexandre Dumas' fa- mous novel, and four acts of high class vaudeville will again be shown at Fox's theater this evening and an- other record breaking attendance is! showing of this great picture. The show opens at 7 p. m. Beginning tomorrow and continuing throngh the balance of the week, Nor- ma Talmadge and Stuart Holmes will he starred in "The New Moon," one of their best dramatic efforts, Four rew vaudeville acts will likewise be shown. John Gilbert as Edmund Dantes, the hero of “Monte Cristo,” 20 years imprisoned and then wealthy, seeking ——THEATRE—— HARTFORD TONIGHT AT 8:15, Charles Frohman Presents DORIS KEANE in “THE CZARINA” A Comedy In Three Acts by Melthior Leng- mjas Biro. Predueed by Gllbert 50c—$2.00. yel and 1. Miller. Eves. 50c—§2.] —FOX’S— Last Time Tonight ‘MONTE CRISTO” THURSDAY Norma Talmadge “THE NEW — BIG Sunday Evening Only PAULINE FREDERICK in “Two Kinds of ‘Women FRIDAY VAUDEVILLE - SHOW ! ! SATURDAY MOON" DORIS MAY m “Up and At ’Em” > U Ul I ol l~v column ure writtes fompany. o uud Feviews in spective amuseme revenge, gives a wonderful bit of act- ing in this picture and is supported by a capable omst. Last Time Tonight “HAIL THE WOMAN" Be Sure You See It Thursday, Friday, Saturday One of The Scason's Finest Five kiddies orphaned by a bandit’s bullet—and when a big, handsome bachelor tried to father the brood, they led him a merry chase to love and happi- ness, Cast imcludes Leatrice Joy Keith Vaudeville 4—GREAT ACTS—4 Wait Till You See “Sonny."”