New Britain Herald Newspaper, June 20, 1923, Page 10

FORRMNT MER Bx BEs Bac PRS0 ahtantimipT e b, Tee -c.-: MR - —— (Continued From Yesterday) Like & man fghting seme hyp-| potie influence stronger than his wii Heary Nelson took up the pen and slgned his name waveringly The pext moment Gray smote the 1 Rriskow's office 8 heary blow and, as it flew open, he barked Come in here A He stood aside as Pwope and Benater | Yender is 4 statement whi e read wits ve dene that, I'm g why Henry Nelson rest will be up to you "t w midafternoon Bwope and Lowe had left the bank Rrisk drew & deep hreath and said, wit genuine relief I'm glad that's ever We ean handle the debt be. tween us, an after al Old e (Ol Y pretty good citizen As for Henry 1 s'pose he'll wriggle out ¢ some Yow. 1 dunno as I'd of heen so easy on him if I'd been in your place.” T tell you why | was easy Bm,” Gray confessed I'm tired of fighting; I'm worn out I've won my point, and he'li earry the sort of load /! I've heen carrying Rut there I8 this difference; for him there will be no vindication at the end.” Taking trom his pocket Nelson's statement he stared at it, then slowly his face/ lightened | D'you know why I felt this thing | 80 keenly? Why I fought so long ©Of course you don't, for T've held out | on my partner-—had a secret for him. | Now then, steel yourself for a sur- prise. I'm suftering from Buddy's complaint, only ten times Aggra- vated:" “What?" Briskow stared up at the animated countenance ahove hi “You thinkin' ahout gettin' married?" “I'm thinking about nothing else That's what alls me Why, Gus, you've no ldea what a perfectly charming person 1 can be when— when 1 can be what T am. T thought 1 was too old and too blase ever to become seriously interested in a wo- man, above all In a girl, but— Do you remember when Ma and Allie came to Dallas that first time? Some- thing happened nhnut. then to upset all my ideas.” Briskow's sun-parched face slowly tightened, his bright, inquisitive eyes w bluer, brighter, “I'm—mighty glad! I allus hoped—" He tried to finish his sentence, then shook his and murmured, huskily, “Mighty three of ¥ e owe & Gus " tered want Whe g o e signed it you and you you The on lad! " Here was a marvel, a miracle, for which he had never dared even hope. He thought of Allie and a lump came into his throat. She had reached the stars. His girl! She | would be mighty glad, too— Gray was speaking, and in his volce was a new, vibrant quality, a new vigor. “Now you'll know why this| is.the biggest day of my life; why 1/ thought those men would never go. I'm shaking all over, Gus. You'll have to run the bank for awhile; I'm too young and irresponsible. I'm going out to buy a hoop and a jump- ing rope and a pair of roller skates.” When he beheld the familiar) painted sign, “Tom and Boh Parker. Real Estate and Insurance” he paused. The mere sight of the little wooden building, the name, gave him an odd shortness of breath. It wai weeks since he had been here. It was a disappointment to find the office empty, except for the father himself, but Gray began with a rush, “Well, I told you I'd clear myself, and—here 1 am, wa'king on air." “You did it, en That's good news." “We had a show-down at the bank. Henry Nelson and I locked horns and —But here! Read what he signed. That cleans the slate. He'll do any- thing further that may be necessary officially. Where's ‘Bob'?" “They're fishin' for a bit in one of your Avenger wells, She's out there."” “80? I'd forgotten.” “Did you see—? Did Buddy have a talk with you? Today, I mean?" “Buddy? Oh, Buddy Briskow! 1 saw him for a moment only. She'll be back soon, I dare say?" Tom Parker stirred; it was a mo- ment before ke spoke, then it was with apparent irrelevance that he gald: "I'm sorry you and he didn’t WHo FirsT FELT OCK-FIGHTING was born with the cocks. But it is only 80 years ago that thekf;m man felt “like a fighting || eock]” Now he has brothers, sisters, | nephews, nieces, all over the world ~all feeling “like a fighting cock!” It happens this way: A person half sick with bad stomach, dull and heavy headache, takes Beecham's Pills just before going to bed. Immediately the Pills be- gin to harmonize the digestive and eliminative organs. Consequently, this person has a good night's sleep and arises in the morning with clear brain, bright eye, keen appetite, and full of energy for work and play. B It is now just BO years since fl Beecham's Pills first began cor recting disordered si d stirring sluggish livers N to natural activity — H “Ylike a fighting cock” is associated as inseparably with Beecham's § Pills, as the pills are with good heaith. At All Druggists—25¢ and 50c i alk Bol him there & e sight of Gray's smiling. omprehending face caused s steady gaze to waver throat Buddy's a i ma 1 his ihe He ¢ fine bhoy Finest sponsihility mine ar the world 1 elaim ve. for him, in a way He's yant Gray laughed; his eyes sparkled Him and gether ¥ Fob' are out there to ey've heen together a lot ALLIE PLACED HER HAND UPON HIS FOREHEAD, Mr. G Both of ‘em young, that- away & “Of course, I knew you'd both like—" Some quality in Tom's voice, some reluctant evasiveness to his eyes, hore a belated message to the younger man—snapped in his chain of thought ~dried the words upon his lips, Into his eyes leaped a sudden, strained in- credulity. Sharply, he cried: “What do you mean?" Then, after an in- stant, “Why did he want to see me?" The two men gazed squarely at each other for the first time. "My God! Why-—that's absurd! I—I brought Lim here. He's just a boy!" “1 didn’t notice how things was going till it was too late. We might as well talk frankly, Mr. Gray. Prob'ly it's well you saw me first, eh? Well, when 1 understood where they was heading, 1 worried a lot—after PURIFY THAT TRAP Foul, harmful edors lurk in pipes. Slay them with Sylpho- Nathol! It kills them and their cause, Sylpho-Nathol really cleans pipes, floors, garbage pails and waste-bowls. Use it daily as you use soap. Busy dealers sell it—15c, 35c, 65 and §1.25. THE SULPHO-NAPTHOL CO. Boston, Mass. SYLPHO~ e ] DOINGS OF DANNY, TO COME RIGHT HOME! ez RUN ALONG HOME YOu LITTLE SISSY- YOUR MA WANTS 00D MORNING, \:\\.\H NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, WEDNESDAY, JUNE CORNS Lift Off with Fingers DPoesn't hurt a bit! Drop a little “Freeznne on an aching corn, instant. !y that corn stops hurting, then she Iy you lift it right off with fingers, | Truly! Your druggist sells & tiny bottle of “Freesone” for a tew cents, sufficlent to remove every hard corn, soft corn, or corn between the the ealluses, without soreness or ir. ritation, self With bowis and B fumbling A5d svident effest with he Sepl up his ass cheer, Bhe told Something migh rened 1o you, My, Go He gaed hes nodded i 1t sometd th Prineess of Wichita Falls?™ Yes, Ma" There was 2 long silence, then Ma Inguired Weould you like to & me something about the lttie prin cees? Sometimes it helps, to alk™ N==not yet on't jou stay with Allle qn' me? We're awful lopesome with Pa gone Allie's out | som'r's, but—it would de me good to l‘l.ml you was il de you | §ood to stay rest yourself while ] take my nap” Ma Briskow did not wish to take & nap, but she knew that Gray needed | the polace of his ¢ thoughts just rew, so, when he agreed, she sent | him downstairs | Gray's brain, lke his body, had grown tired and feverish To be sure, little more than a day had gone | by since he had sallied forth like a knight, but it seemed A year, an age, and every hour brought a new and| 'hn—ur distress. He found it possible | now, for the first time, to relax a bit phy 1ly, 80 he elosed his eyes and ! k in an easy chair while the stole in upon him enter the house, He would have vasea, byt Ma i oled ertalaty of whick goed euch vt hap o mutely, they e—the an' have supper here an You ean | 1oy twillght He heard Allie but he did not stir, , and |10 put on the mask scon enough, for | of course, she must never suspect, on Buddy's account The room, which had grown agrecably dark, was sud- 20, 1928 Keep the little ones Growing Pale, dellcate chiidren are most Hkely 10 fall victims 10 every paming disease be Piease bulid wp his castie amin You son do it There's magie ia the world, Make him & duke agaln, an Bor & queen, 1ar yours s the power an' the glory for ever an' evern | cause they are | Ament” impertectiv| Rourished. Fa ther Joha's Mediclne 15 an | bedy | " tdeal bullder #ives the I'l & child Just what s system requires to keep the body strong and hearty, Over 68 years of sueeess. No dry R e ———— YOURg; you ean forget It's only us old ones who can't forget. Some. times you must tell me all abeut | The girl smiled taintly, but e nodded, positively: “Oh, it's a rellef to tell somebody! 1 feel better already for confiding in M Yes, and your sympathy is mighty soothing, tee, It seems almost as if T had come home." He closed his eyes and lald his head baek, Allle placed her hand upon his forehead and help it there for a mo- ment before she moved away, n was a cool and tranquilizing palm and he wished she would held it there for a long time, so that he eould sleep, forget— Allle Briskow went to her room, and there she studled her reflection in the mirror carefully, deliberately, before saying: “You ecan do it You've got to do it, for he's hurt, When a girl 1s hurt like that, it makes an B e 2SS — | | denly tlluminated, and he lurched to|a woman of her, but when & man's what you said that day, undrr-und‘il f ' startled nor surprised at his presence, | n and when he tried to smile and to| (hat Mr, Briskow heard & sound that Rut those two! Pshaw! they had known each other alwa. “Then they've settled it betw them " Tom nodded gravely, “8he told |me last night, And from the way she told me, 1 know it's not just boy and girl love Bhe's been singing |like & bird all day. And Buddy! | He's breathless. 1 know how he feels. {1 couldn't draw a full breath for two | weeks after ‘Ilob's’ Mothe . Gray uttered a wordless, gasping| ery. He moved unsteadily toward the door, then paused with his hand jupon the knoh. Tom Parker was |surprised when, after a moment, he saw the man's shoulders shake and heard him utter a 'thin, cackling laugh. “Time is a grim old joker, {1sn't he? No way of beating him, | none at all, Now [ thought I was yyoung, but— Lucky I found you here |and spared my vanity." CHAPTER X, Ma Says a Prayer Calvin Gray did not return to the bank. He went straight to his hotel and, as soon as he could sufficiently, | contro! himself to do so, he teie- phoned Gus Briskew, telling him that | he intended to leaye town. Then he began mechanically to pack his bag. He moved like a man in a trance, for the blow had fallen so suddenly as to numb him; his only impulse was to | escape, to hide himself from these people who, of a sudden, had become ! hateful. | When night came he took his bag !and slunk out of the hotel, for it seemed that men must surely know | what a feol he had made of himself. | It would have been a relief to feel | that he was leaving never to return; but even that was denied him, for, after his first panic, the truth had come home. He could not run away. He thought of Ma Briskow, finally. She was human; she had a heart. He bought a ticket to Dallas. Ma Briskow's eyes were dim: never- | theless, she saw the change in Cal- ,vin Gray when, late the following af- { ternoon, he came to see her. “Land sakes!" she exclaimed, in a sHocked voice. “Pa never said you was ailin’. Why, Mr. Gray!" 1 “I'm not really ill,”” he told her, | wearily, “just old. I've had a bad | night.” Seating himself beside her !couch. he took her hand in his and | made her tell him all about herself. He had brought her an armful of | fiowers, as usual, and extravagant ‘gflu for her adornment—giving, it seemed, was his unconscious habit. It was like | worn out. ils feet to find the girl facing him rom the door. 8She was* neither | kreet her In his accustomed manner, | she interrupted him by say “1 know you were her | “80? Then Ma Is awake again?" Allle shook her head vaguely, “T| knew you were here the minute I |came in, T can 'most always tell, | There had been a shadow of a smile vpon her lips, but it vanished; a look of growing concern crept over her tace. “What's the matter? What- ever has happened, Mr. Gray?" | “Why, nothing. I was feeling tired, Indulging myself in a thoroughly enjoyable fit of the blues." His volce broke when he tried to laugh. Allle uttered a quick, low cry, a wordless, sympathetic sound. Her dark eyes widened, grew darker; she came forward a step or two, then she lalted, “Would you rather be alone? she asked, He signified his dissent, and she went on: “I know what the blues are like, T sit alone in the dark a good deal" She busied herself about the room for a few moments, straightening things, adjusting the window shades. Allle had the knack of silence, blessed attribute in man or woman, and to Gray's surprise he found that her mere presence was comforting. She startled him by saying, suddenly: “You hurt! Hurt badly!" He looked up at her with an in- stinctive denial upon his lips, but, realizing the futility of deceit, he nodded. “Yes, Allle."” The girl drew a deep breath, her strong hands closed, harshly she sald: “I could kill anybody that hurt you. 1 wanted to kill Buddy that time. Is it those Nelsons? | Have they got you down?" 'l‘here‘l was something fierce and masterful in Alllels concern, and her inquiry car- ried with it even more than a proffer of help; she had, in fact, flung herself into a protective atitude, She sug- gested nothing so much as a lioness roused. “No, no! It is nothing like that. T merely fooled myself—had a dream. You wouldn't understand, my dear.” Allie studied him soberly for a mo- ment. “'Oh yes, I would! I do!I vnderstand perfectly. Nobody could understand as well as I do!" “What do you mean by that?” “I've been hurt, too.”” She laid a hand upon her breast. “That's why I sit in the dark.” “My dear ¢hild! I'm sorry. Gus While she admired them with ec- static “Ohs!” and “Ahs!” he busled!| THE DUFFS | WANT You Bl e said you were unhappy, but I thought it was merely—the new life. You're The Boy. THAT | DIDN'T | THOUGHT | ToLD You WANT You To PLAY W ITH . THAT BOY! WHY ? DON'T You LIKE NG 2 /7557 shAN \NATS hurt it makes him a little boy, 1 guess it pays to keep on praying. It was perhaps & half hour later caused her to rise upon her elbow and listen with astonishment, It was the sound of low, Indistinct, but joy- ous singing: it came from Allle’s room, Allle singing again! What could have happened? Slowly Ma's face beeame wis eager, “'Oh, she whispered, Mister Fairy Kin ‘ver the Cliff Looks Thrilling But it's just a detail in EDEN PHILPOTTS’ story or THE RED REDMAYNES A great mystery novel — de- tective fletion of quite a new kind—from the pen of one of England’s greatest masters of prose—the kind of tale you'll sit up nights to read—a plot you won't know the answer to until you've read it all. To Run Serially in the "HERALD Beginning Tomorrow Next Door 1 DON'T LIKE To HAVE YoU PLAY WITH HIM AND I “DON'T LIKE HIM- "lally long life, THE BEND, Eagle Cm!ruct.lon“(fo. 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