New Britain Herald Newspaper, December 23, 1922, Page 4

NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, SATURDAY, DECEMBER 23, 1922, AN - erwmoosncoucuweswommesmasa L '| NEWSY NOTES OF THE SPOKEN STAGE, THE SILENT DRAMA AND MUSIC J MY MARRIAGE PROBLEMS Adele Garrison's New Phase of REVELATIONS OF A WIFE How Both Clajre r and Dicky “Played Up” to Madge. To my own great relief, when Claire Foster and I left her room lo- gether for the dining room, I found that 1 no longer had to act the role of friendliness, that it had become a reality. Her contrition for the affair which had caused me s¢ much annoyance and humiliation, and her eager— rather, childlike-—desire to atonc for her fault in any way possible, had banished from my heart the dislike and prejudice with which I had come to "Oak Lodge" as Mrs, Barkur's house is ambitiously called. Her outburst, “only a gloriousiy reckless time, with no thought save the fun of flying,” had convinced me that no element of affection for Dicky had entered into her escapade. In the ruthless, reckless manner of mod- ern youth, she had simply snatched at the opportunity for a good time, regardless of whose feelings sh> hurt in the process. My reaction in her faver, however, did not prevent me from a furtive, tense watchfulness of the first greet- ing between her and Dicky. I was not so sure that their jour- neys together had been devoldl of sentimental interludes, harmless enough, no doubt, though not particu- larly enjoyable from my standpoint. But 1 was conceited enough to be- lleve that neither Dicky nor Claire Foster was a good enough actor :to hide from me the embarrassed con- sclousness of such possible tender passages. If he ever had kissed her, for example, I was sure that I would know it when I saw their ' meeting, which I knew was their first since Dicky had brought the girl back from that last wild air ride. Dicky was already in the dining room when we entered, and 1 saw that he was keeping a distinctly wary eye upon the kitchen door through which Mrs. Barker might be expected to appear. That thé doughty land- lady of the mountain resort had, in his own favorite phrase, ‘‘put the fear into him."” I realized with an amused smile which I was careful to suppress. Then he saw us, and he crossed the room with the nonchalant. graceful stride which is not the least of his attractions, put one hand as if by accident upon my shoulder, and held out the other cordially to Claire Foster. “You're been playing off,” he as- serted, looking her over with a whim- sical smile. ‘“Here I've been wrap- * ping myself in sackcloth and piling ashes on my head untll I've been afraid some furnace man would dump me out with the clinkers, all because I thought you were crippled for life, or would be eternaily minus your nerves or digestion, and I would be to blame. And here you look like a two-year-old just about to have the blue ribbon pinned on. That's getting sympathy under false pretenses, isn't it, Madge?” ‘ome On, Let's Eat, “If you ask me,"” I returnef fip- pantly, “I think she's entitled to all the sympathy you have in stock, and then some. And sackecloth and ashes won't hurt you a bit. She might have been killed,” “Well, so might I!" Dicky retorted with well-assumed sulkiness, “But I don't hear you doing any walling over the possibility. That's this new era for you. Women stick together like molasses, and devil take the poor men."” “I've understood the gentleman mentioned always takes care of hix own,” Claire Foster murmured de- murely, and I saw with relief that she, too, was “playing up.” There would be no awkwardness at the im- promptu supper. “Et tu Brute!" Dicky said re- proacfully, “I'm used to having Madge smeéar me all over the land- scape, but I did think you'd treat me )| better. Come on, let's eat. There's only one solace left me now, and that's food. Let's hope"—he lowered his voice discreetly—"that our wourthy hostess hasn’'t slipped any arsenic in- to the food.” Mrs. Barker Helps “Hush !" 1 cautioned, none too soon, as we crossed to the dinthg table, and Dicky drew out first my| chair and then Claire's with the touch of gallant ceremony which always in- vests any attention of his to women: For Mrs. Barker had appeared in the door leading from the kitchen bearing a try of steaming dishes, and I was afraid that even he rword to me would not be proof against anything which she might deem imprudence on Dicky's part. But she evidently had heard noth- ing, and though her manner toward both Dicky and Claire Foster was as stiff and forbldding as it was cordial toward me, she gave no verbal evi- dence of her displeasure, and the meal she served was far too good for most kings. JIMMY RABBIT WISHES HE WAS _A PIG. Along in the fall, before the frosts to look farther and fare worse for food, However, he used to visit the farm- yard now and then, on his way.to the orchard, There was tender bark to be had off the young fruit trées. And now and then he picked up some dainty that had been dropped be- tween the barn and the house, when Farmer Green or his son Johnnie had carried something to the pigs. “I wish I was a pig," Jimmy Rab- bit remarked to himself, aloud, one night as he sat on the back steps of the farmhouse and ate a bit of tur- nip which he had found there. “Well, why don't you a&peak to Farmer Green?" ‘asked a tiny, squeaky volce right behind nim. “Per- haps he would let you live with the pigs, if you asked him." Jimmy Rabbit jumped. But he soon saw that he had no cause to be frightened. The speaker was a small person who was watching him from a tiny hole In the cellar wall. He couldn't have hurt anybody, he¢ was so little, “I'd be afraid of the pigs,” Jimmy Rabbit replied when he had got his Tsnt this a 4 place?” Moses asked him. ot P R R S S breath again, after his fright had passed. “Maybe you didn’t under- stand my remark. I meant that I | wish T had some of the good things that Farmer Green feeds the pigs.” “Oh!” exclaimed the little stranger. “I thought you admired the pigs.” “Not at all!” Jimmy Rabbit as- sured him. “I—I think they're hogs, if you want my opinion.” “Just what I've often told my wife!” cried the stranger. “Do you know—TI like you! I believe you.and 1 could be friends. My name is Moses Mouse. What's yours?” Jimmy Rabbit told him. “If you want a good meal of veg- etables,” said Moses Mouse, ‘“‘why don’t you visit our cellar? There are more vegetables there than you could eat in a year, ¢92n if you had all your relatives to heip vou.” This speech interested Jimmy Rab- bit. “Where is your cellar?” he in- suired. “Right behind this wall!” said Moses Mouse. “Oh! You mean Farmer Green's cellar.” “Well, it's the same thing,” Moses came, Farmer Green always gathered everything that was left in his veg-! etable garden and put it in his cellar. Jimmy Rabbit used to hate to see this time come each yéar. It meant that he could no longer find a de- licious meal waiting for him when- ever he stole down to Farmer Green's place. It meant that he would have ONE - MAN WOMAN BY ZOE BECKLEY. “I CAN'T UNDERSTAND.” BEGIN HERE TODAY Life's greatest tragedy had come to KATE WARD. All she had left in the world was lost when the memory of her dead husband, DAN WARD, was shattered by the an- nouncement from CHINATOWN ALICE that Dan was the father of Alire's child, DOROTHY. Now living in her fittle home with her father, JUSTIN PARSONS, to whom she had re- turned after Dan's death to learm ‘that her mother also had died, she wondered what duty she owed her husband’s child by another woman. A letter from Alice sald that Dorothy was serlously il GO ON WITH THE STORY For days Kate went about the busi- ness of living in a sort of semi-stupor. 8he didn't answer Alice's letter. A number of times she tried. She sat down at the desk in the living room and sought to formulate the sentences. It was impossible. She knew only this: that the beau-|" tiful thread of gold of which she had woven a fabric of memories had tarn- ished. She felt as if she had been invited to life’'s soda fountain and had been handed an empty glass. Kate Ward had been trying to live true to a memory. While she could retain the idealism of it, it had not been difficult to reserve her heart and thought, her whole life, for it. But gtadually, under the influence of Chinatown Alice and her story, the| thing was being robbed of its idealism | and Kate Ward sensed a tempest at work within herself. Like all women, as long as she had had been able to shroud the facts of life in a beautiful bit of imagery, she had found happiness in living with a love which no longer had any exist- ence in the physical. With the vanishing of the imagery, Kate Ward's soul was unanchored, adrift. She had nothing left. Alice had robbed her. Strangely she felt no bitterness toward the girl. $he pitied her. Her pity for Alice was perhaps the only softening in- fluence penetrating the disappoint- ment which was numbing her heart and glazing it as if with crystal Justin Parsons watched the process. He saw his daughter growing hard under the burden of a disturbed mind. He feared for her. He prayed that something would happen to break the T (e SHE SAT DOWN AT THE DESK IN THE LIVING ROOM AND SOUGHT TO FORMULATE THE SENTENCES. S — S At length, however, the prayer of old Justin was answered. Kate appeared at the breakfast table broken and somewhat softened. IThe very atmosphere was charged with a senge of sympathy and under- standing. The silent aloofness had gone. Justin was once more to be a part of his daughter's life. When she spoke her tones mellowed to their old and loved softness. “I've had such a strange experi- lence,” she said. "It was a repetition |of something which happened several weeks ago. And I can't understand it. “What was it, child?” Justin spoke slowly. Kate Ward raised her eyes. She looked across the table, meéeting her father's gaze. A slight tremor passed through her body. A half-frightened expression lingered for a second in Mouse assured him. “‘And it's a dan- dy. Just crawl through this hole and take a look at it. I'll step back, out of your way.” “I can never squeeze through that narrow erack,” Jimmy Rabbit told him sadly. “I'd like to sée the cellar. And I'd like to see the vegetables, too. Can't you bring a cabbage out here?” “They're all too heavy for me to carry,” Moses Mouse replied. “It's a pity,” Jimmy answered. “Can’t you roll one out?” “Through 'this hole?” asked Moses Mouse. “Never.” “It's too bad,’ said Jtmmy. And then Moses Mouse cried sud- denly. ‘‘Well, I am stupid. 1 forgit all about the bulkhead. Johnnie Green was down in our cellar today and he left it open. Go &round to the side of the house—that side,” he add- ed pointing—“and you can get down into the cellar as easy as anything.” Jimmy Rabbit leaped off the steps. Ten jumps brought him to the bulk-; head. Moses Mouse was there, wait- ing for him. And together they scur- ried down the stone steps. “Isn't this a grand place?” Moses asked him. “It certainly is,” Jimmy Rabbit re- plied. “And what I specially like about it is the delicious smell of veg- etables down here. Lead me to them, please!” (Copyright 1922 by Metropolitan Newspaper Service.) Gossip’s Corner French Blue and Black A three-piece costume designed for a prominent motion picture actress is of black velvet with a blouse of French blue, ornamented with blue- beaded tassels. The jacket is lavish. ly trimmed with blue fox. For a Five-Year-Old A smart frock for a five-year-old is of black taffeta, trimmed very slightly with puffings of jade taffeta. The neck is round and the sleeves very short. On Blue Serge Biscuit-colored organdie, edged in ‘Valencfennes lace, makes the vest of a trim, blue serge frock, and gives it a pleasing contrast. Approved Colors. Popular colors for spring will be sandalwood and rosewood, fallow—-a shade of tan—all brown shades and Indo blue, bittersweet and aimond green, Marriage A La Mode Te “propose,” the Austrian peasant hands to the giri of lis choice a silver goin, wrapped in a white paper and tied with a brilliant ribbon. The girl consults her parents. in the event of a refusal, some male relative of -~ BIG PALACE SHOW FOR ANNIVERSARY Six Aets of Vaudeville and Big Films Next Week ——— Starting next Monday the Palace will celebrate its fourth anniversary | with a big show, the equal of which the management states has never been offered before by any theater in this city. A speclally selected show has been arranged for the first part of the week and one of the immova- tions will be the first appearance in this city of the big time Keith vaude- |3 ville. Six excellent acts will be of- fered featuring “The Syncopated Seven,” a colored jazz band , who come direct to vaudeville from the Palals Royal, New York's famous famous cabAret and dance hall. The seven people include five men ud two women and while on the stage certainly liven things up musically. Another featured act is Thornton Flynn, the celebrated Irish tenor, McCormack's only rival, who is pos- sessed of a remarkable voice. He is ably assisted by Dena Caryl at the|i3f _.‘*“ T Lol i the new dramatic photoplay, “The baby grand. 'The Diamondy will be well liked as they are known in vaudeville as the four jewels of en- tertainment. Their offering consists of a little bit of everything with |, dancing their forte. Morris and | Shaw, a pair of fine comedians, will present ‘a laughing skit, “The Mos- quito Trust,” which is just packed full of laughs. Howard Nichols who terms himself “the ace of hoops,” has a real novelty and Wells and Mont- gomery will be instant hits with “Always Harping About Something,” a clever lina of songs and patter thntl will more than please. Action, love, fuspense, blowing up a ship, a court orgy, a bride market, beauty, bloodshed, sex interest, com- edy, marvelous sets, a battle between |3 a man-o’-war and a pirate ship, great swordsmanship, gowns that it took 60 dressmakers a month to prepare, | startling photography, more romance, more suspense, more action. And there you have George Fitz- maurice’s Paramount production of “To Have and To Hold,” featuring Betty Compson and’ Bert Lytell, which is the featured photoplay at- traction. Betty Compson, never lov- |, fer, in pearl and brocades one mo- ment, in a hastily improvised bathing dress the next, in gowns low cut and 3 gorgeous and in gowns more modest and dainty, has the best role of her screen career, 4 She is the girl who, rather thayi marry Lord Carnal escapes to Vir- ginia to wed the first man who Asks for her hand. Hert Lytell, romantic hero, swordsman unexcelled, brave and daring, is the man who asks and ultimately wins her love. Always there is something doing in this story. The characters are real human being, loving and fighting and loving some more. There's not a bowing puppet in the ploture. It's the rapid-fire drama told swiftly against a background as colorful as a show at the New York Hippodrome. As a laughing hit Hareld Lloyd will be offered in “Now Or Never,” his new comedy which is three reels of screams. Reserved seats ar¢ now selling at the box office, which will also be opén all next week from 9:30 a. m. to 9 p. m. The entirc bill changes Thursday and brings six more big acts headed by Harry Slatko and Band, a wonderful act and Richard Dix and Helene Chadwick, in S SRR & Bin Flood.” This Sunday's show will present two excellént features. The Palace theater will present in the course of the next few weeks, the big photoplay sensation, “When Knighthood Was In Flower,” now playing in its 17th week at the Cri- terfon theater in New York. It has broken records there since its pre- mier showing ahd is claimed by press and critics as one of the most won: derful photoplay productions that has been made. ISADORA DUNCAN IS NOT GOING TO SPEAK Famous Dancer Not Permitted to Ad- dress Forum of St. Mark's, New York. New York, Dec. 23.—Because of many protests, Isadora Duncan, dan- cer, will not be permitted to speak at 8t. Mark's church in New York, as had been previously announced. Announcement that Miss Duncan, who was scheduled to address the forum on ‘the moralizing effect of dancing in the human soul” would not appear Christmas eve was made in a brief statement by the Rev. Willlam N. Guthrie, rector of the church, after his original statement had created a storm of opposition. Bishop Manning’s statement read: “The bishop of New York has re- celved letters of earnest protest from many parts of the country in regard to an announcement widely published in the newspapers that a dancer whose exhibitions have arouged great criti- cism in many of ‘our cities would ap- pear and speak at St. Mark's in the Bowery, New York. i “In answer to these letters of pro- test Bishop Manning wishes to state that the dancer referred to will not speak at St. Mark's church nor ap- pear professionally in any connection with the ¢hurch or its services.” Tabs to Elect Staff Of Officers Tomorrow At a meeting of the Y. M. T. A. and B. society tomorrow afternoon the fol lowing officers ‘will be élected: Hd- |ward X. Callahan, president; George Collins, vice president; George ¥F. Kerin, recording secretary; James H. CELEBRATING THIS \\! ”.—7'_““-—" PALACE “THE THEATER THAT GIVES YOU QUALITY” 4th ANNIVERSARY WEEK § DEC. 25 TO DEC. 30 i ANNUAL EVENT WITH THE BEST SHOW THAT MONEY CAN BUY AND PRESENTING SPECIALLY SE- LECTED ATTRACTIONS THAT ARE TEED BY US AS THE BIGGEST AN ABSOLUTELY GUARAN. ¢ D BEST THAT HASEVER | BEEN OFFERED IN THIS CITY. S XMAS DAY - TUES. - WED. Big Time Keit “THESYNCOPATED SEVEN’ ¢ Direct From New York’s Palais Royal— The Band That Put The “J” In Jazz MORRIS AND SHAW In “The Mosquito Trust” THORNTON FLYNN McCormack’s Only Rival'—Dena Caryl at The Baby Grand WELLS AND MONTGOMERY THE DIAMONDS 4 Jewels of Entertainment The Celebrated Irish Tenor HOWARD NIiCHOLS “The Ace of Hoops” SOME SHOW! YOU'VE NEVER SEE ADOLPH ZUKOR George by a great director. Compson and qul't Ll.lp RESERVED SEATS NOW SELLING hVau i Hold" Two popular stars in the most gloriously exciting romance ever filmed. A story that has thrilled two generations. Produced on a vast and magnificent scale With Betty Compson as a lovely fugitive bride, Bert Lytell as her lover bold, and Theo- dore Kosloff, W. J. Ferguson, Raymond Hatton and ‘Walter Long in the supporting cast. ! tell Harold Lloyd Will Make You Scream In “Now or Never” Box Office Open Next Week 9:30 A. M. to 9:00 P. M. This Sunday Night-Wanda Hawley in ‘Sturdy Oak’~Other Features In “Always Harping. ‘About Something” N ONE AS GOOD! Fitzmaurice PRODUCTION To Have % § § { the voung woman returns the coin|Riley, Jr. treasurer; W. A. Forsyth. ot omsoaicocn? it el Mo elmoabttl St M o B ross Kibimsnloit . BT iy Wi 1o The ane apoks. the voung woman return “the coin| Riey, vr, trensurer; W, &, Toroth.| § Continuous Show Christmas — Entire Change of Show Thurs. . Bpeak. The silence with which Kate o time passes without an answer, the sergeant at arms; William G. 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