New Britain Herald Newspaper, July 31, 1924, Page 5

MY HUSBA ND’S LOVE Adsle Garrisen's New Phase of REVELATIONS OF A WIFE Is Lillian Kecping Anything From Madge? There was an oddly teverish look on Lillian's face which | saw as soon as I entered the living room of our little apartment, She had not come to the door, evidently sharing her former husband's aversion to a secqnd and she did not rise from the chair in which she was slumped ~there s no other word that so willlngly expresses her posture, Utter fatigue of mind and body-— these were the things which were written all over her, and I wondered what activities had been hers during wy absence, “Well, Madg Y e!" she smiled wanly up at me, ou see before you the effects of a misplaced ambition, T had an idea for a drawing flash upon me~you know that new soap powder thing they want—and I've Yeen working llke mad on the thing. Oh, no, you won't see any evidence, as I cast an Involuntary glance at the table. “It's In the wastepaper basket, 1 had all my work for noth- ing. The darned thing wouldn't jen.” It is her favorite exoression for the refusal of an idea to materialize into the drawing and amusing dog- gerel for the {llustrated advertising iingles which had made her famous. T had seen her in exactly this spent state before, yet there came psychlc- ally to me the conviction that she was deliberately decelving me, She had done no drawing, no writing. It was some other mental work that had drained her strength. But my cue was clear, and I obeyed it, ““Too bad!" 1 said sympathetically. "What can I do for you? Pardon’ I won't even ask you, A cup of tea for yours right now. [I'll wager you haven't made one for yourself.” Mamie is in Bed “Go to the head of the class,” she said, with another feeble smile. *I haven't, and I think I have been subconsciously wishing for you to come home and make me one. But get off that dress, first. I've brought all . your things out here, and your dress-hanger is on the chandelier, In the words. of our grandmothers, ‘everything is in perfect order, with the dishcloth in the middle of the floor.” " I followed her eyes and answered her grin. Patently she was con- quering her fatigue, and I noted for the hundreth time that she has more resilience than any other woman I know. “I suppose this means that the fair Mamie is' occupying our bed- room,” I said, lowering my voice. RAAA L AL AL AL A A Al il ol Y “Your supposition is eminently correct,” she answered, “If you'll come over here, I'll help unhook you, but I wouldn't move out of this chair tor anything much short of Gabriel's trump,” T bent over her, and she un- fastened the snaps I could not reach easily, “Have a good time?" she asked, #s 1 began to wriggle out of the dress, Did You Eat?” “Wonderfu 1 replied, salving my counsclence with the remem- brance that part of the evening had Justified my adjective, “Where did you go?" and at my answer she nodded, “Harry always liked she commented, and then to my astonishment she asked with the eagerness of a schoolgirl: “What did you have to ecat? Before 1 realized it, T shot an amazed look at her. It was wo unlike her to dip into detalls—in- deed, she génerally is extremely un- observant of the minutine of dally living—but there was no mistaking her genuine wish to know the Items of our menu, T repeated the dinner order slowly, and, when I had finished, quietly add- ed: . “I asked Mr. Underwood to order the dinner. I knew nothing of It until it came upon the table, course by course.” “Thereby sending Harry into the seventh heaven,” she commented. “I think his idea of the hereafter is to sit at an Immortal dinner table, conjuring up new combinations of nectar and ambrosia."” There was something in her voice which puzzled me. It was not regret, yet there was something very like that emotion in her tones. Then I reallzed an age-old truth, al- though I had not thought to apply it to a superwoman like Lillian. No woman who has been married cen forget the daily details of her lite with her husband even though they have gone out of each other's lives, and she has no shred of romantiec interest left for him. oW that place,” derwood, but she still had vivid mem- orles of their life togethe Ruffles 7 The circular ruffle is featured more this season than it was last and is applied so skillfuly that it does not detract from the straight line effect. R PR TR ' Egg Beaters Never put an egg beater to soak and never let the cogs get wet, Telephone from Beatrice Grimshaw to Leslie Prescott. “Hello, Lestie, this is Bes, Where have you been? I have been trying to get you for a hal?t hour.” “How are you, Bee? I did not hear the phone because I was in the nureery. I did not expect you so soon. I'm so glad to hear your voice.” “I didn’'t expect to get here 8o soon, either, but I came through trom Cleveland by motor with Dick.” “How lovely! ls Dick over at Sally’s with you, now?” “No, dear, he's at the hotel. He has some movie plcture business to attend to here. I have a stupendous piece of news to tell you. If you want us to, Dick and I will be mar- ried at your anniversary party. I have promided to marry Dick tomor- row and go back to Hollywood to- morrow, Don't you think it would be nice to have the wedding party enter just as we did three years ago, Leslie? Then when we reach a cer- tain place in your drawing room Sydney Carton could step back, Dick would step forward, and supported by you and Jack, we could be mar- rie “Beatrice Grimshaw, you never in .your conventional mind planned such a marriage as this! 1It's a reg- ular movie plcture affair. Come up in half an hour and I'll get a hold of Jack and we'll get it all fixed up. Goodby."” Telephone From Beatrice Grimshaw to Dick Summers, “Will you please connect me with THE YOUNG LADY ACROSS THE WAY Mr. Bummers' room? “Party on the line Summers.” “Dick, this is Bee. I have just been talking wth Lesile, and she thinks it weuld be lovely for us tul be married at her home. Isn't that eweet of her?" | “Anything {s sweet of anybody, Bee, dear, that will let me take you back to Hollywood with me, I know that if I am married, however, with- out having Paula Perier at the wed- ding, she mever will forgive me. I promised her that I would do this. Do you think we could get Leslie to invite Paula?"” . “I don't know, Dick. I know that I wouldn't care to ask Leslie. You know there was more or _less talk about Jack, her husband, and Miss Perifer before she went into pic- tures.” “I'll ask Jack, anyway. Maybe he'll persuade his wife to let her come, You know Leslie paid her a great deal of attention when she was here before."” “Now look here, Dick Summers, I don't intend to have my wedding made a publicity affair for some moving picture actress, If you want to, after our marriage, we will go home on the same train with'Paula Ferier, but I don’t care to have her at my wedding, particularly as 1 have been a little jealous of her my- self."” “That's the first time you have owned it, dearest, and for that we won't say a word about it to her. ‘When are you going to let me come over?"” “I'm going over to Leslie's in about a half an hour. You can call for me there about an hour after- ward. Goodby, dear.” “'Goodby."” (Copyright, 1824, NEA S8ervice, Inc.) for you, Mr. [~ GOOD MANNERS™ Everything | | | | | | Lillian cared no whit for Harry Un- | | fell | foamed up, just Ifke soap cuda. NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, THURSD DATLY FASHIOR SER VR, e ———————— BORDERED SILK Here is an eacellent example of how effectively bordered silk may be used, The printed design in black on the white gown affords all the trim. ming necessary, save the straps that break the plainness of the front. In buying a bordered material it is well to select one such as this with a d sign that may be cut for bandin and trimmings If necessary, as It al lows greater latitude in the cholce of a style, The sleeves are most attrag. tive and are decldedly different from Gossip’s Corner Chopping Bowl A wooden chopping bow! that re tains the odor of onions or any strong foods that have been chopped In it should be soaked In hot water to which a teaspoonful of soda has been added, Should Be Chilled Be sure that the dishes you serve salads and cold meats on are chilled before using. Careful of Milk Do not leave the milk out of the refrigerator one extra minute during the hot weather. Refinishing Furniture When refinishing furniture never add a second coat of palnt until the first is dry. Don't Scrape Pans Do not scrape food from agateware pans, as you will injure the finish, Soak well and boil if necessary, Keep Cellar Closed During the hot weather keep the cellar closed by day and air it out at night, Tt will be drier if the hot air of the day is shut out, Butter Spreaders It you use butter spreaders they should be on the bread and butter plate or beside the spoons. FABLES () “Where are you going for your va- cation?” a friend asked Mr. Mann of Anytown. “Same old place. plied Mr. Mann, “Why don't you ever change?" “Too much trouble finding a new place.” That's the attitude of many vaca- tioners. And it isn't a particularly good one to adopt, if the proper re- sults are to be gotten. The fundamental purpose of a va- cation is to allow a complete change of life, habits, surroundings and peo- ple. There should be a change of scenery, a change of food, change of Salt Creek!" re- Saves Time If the first course of your dinner is a cold course you can save time by having it on the table when the meal is announced. Watch Your Drugs Never keep drugs in your medicine chest for more than a year unless | vou are sure they are the sort that do not deteriorate, Pearl Buttons | Do not underestimate . the ftrim- |ming value of small white pearl or }rrym! buttons. They are seen every- | where. N HEALTA' TRY FOR A CHANCE the preparation of foed. In such vacations lie psychological values that result in the greatest benefits'fo the vacationer. A return to the same place year after ycar; a meeting of the same people — all such samanesses leave imagination and offer few surprises. In brief, they are all right but they are psychologically off key. The ideal vacation would be one in which all ‘persons could go back to boyhood simbplicity of mind and play; a complete making over. Since fhis is impossible tn most“ folks, get the next best thing: as | complete a change as is possible each | vear. | | { 820 and Kfi by Johmy “Well!” the magical hobby horse said as he and the Raggedys sat up- on the front porch of the house on Wheels as it sped along the path through the deep, deep woods, “Our adventures with the two witches, Minga and Munga, turned out nicely, like in a real for sure Iair: “Indeed! It did!” Raggedy Ann agreed. “"And Raggedy Andy and | both hope that the two pretty witches will marry the two prirces and live in the castle in the gecp, deep woods with the nice kind poor man, who was made Kin, “Oh! I hope so too!” the hobby horse laughed, “Hut tor a'long, long time, the two witches caused us aa awful lot of trouvle, didn’t they, Rug gedy Ann?” “Yes!" Raggedy Ann said. “But the way our adventures ended in hap- piness to all just goes to show thal even though some peopls ar: mean and selfish, if we ean prove to them that it is much better to he kind and generous we can very often make better people out of them!" taini™ Raggedy Andy crieq, as the house on wheels came to a stop te- neath the great trees, right beside a fountain of white marbie. The hag- gedys and the magical hobby horse sreanibied from the tront porch ard ran up to the fountain it nas a root beer fountin a.d as the spray shot up in Las air ang thea into the large basin below, it Although ‘it looked like brown soap The Adventures f KaggedyAun gedy Andy “Here's some kind >f magical foun- | | Gruelle things to see and hear and do! Now | I'll bet a nickel that this ice cold root beer fountain has been here for years | and years and that every day it givos | pleasure (o all those who pass this| way with happy hearts; but ‘it those | who pass here are mean and disa- | greeable, the chances are that they | are so selfish they cannot see the lovely. fountain?' “Do you really think so, Raggedy | Ann?" the hobby horse asked. | “I am sure of it!" Raggedy Ann| replied. “If you are having a great | deal of fun playing some game and i | | | | | | | | | | | Raggedy Andy helped the hobhy horse | to another glass of foamy root | heer. Iall vour attention is upon the fun and little to the | | why should we care? think he likes to have you call him AY, JULY 81, 1024, CHAPTER 1, Game But Nervous Dad Morgan stood with his shoul ders against the top rail of the corral fence, apparently asleep on his feot The sun had & persuasive which was good for kinks in He never could deciie whether it melted baked the twinges out of him: he knew it or but for an emollient of power und virtue, | His of halr Hix figure dropped somnolently pipe hung loosely from a corner his mouth, His eyes were closed, But Dad Morgan was not nor were his half-closed eyes They were watching two riders . scend the slope on the fur side of the wide coules in which the ranch buildings sprawled There was a plebald horse ridden by & girl and o sorrel ridden by a man They were still somewhat distant for disclosure of these details, but ad Morgan knew who was coming, I'he pace of the riders was a walk, and Dad un- derstood the meaning of it “I expect he's got himselt all chafed up,"s he mused “Rut he'tl put it on his nerves; see if he don't, Nothin' ever happens to him regu- lar and natural, except maybe swear- ind* The riders were out level, and the piebald horse hroke into an easy lope, The sorrel fol. lowed, then checked and settled down to a resticss walk, The girl in front turned in her saddle, glanced back- ward, brought her mount to a stop and waited, When the sorrel had asloep, idle, upon a green again in the direction of the Dad Morgan grinned, shifted position against the fence and began filling his pipe. He was smoking lazily when the | riders came to a pause at the corral gate, The girl swung oft with an | hand. “Hello, Dad."” “Howdy, Sally? Howdy, Wreck?" The man on the sorrel made na | answer, for he was engaged in a task, | With both hands gripping the pom- mel, he raised himself in the stir- rups, tightened his lips, and scowled. Then, very slowly, he flattened him- self forward until the pommel bur- rowed into the pit of his stomach and his arms gripped the sorrel's neck in a tense embrace, Then he slid crab- wise to the ground. He stood there | for several seconds, looking ‘at his legs, which had retained the posture necessary to enclose the barrel |horse, Slowly he straightened them, |one after the other. There was a | groan in his look, but he did not give | it speech. He turned a savage and challenging eye in the direction of Dad Morgan. ‘I'm fine,” he said. You're lopkin' real well,” ohserved Dad. “Had an idea you might of got lamed up some, but I can't say as 1 see any signs of it." The rider of the sorrel stumped | stiffly forward half a dozen steps, “Who—me? What would 1 get lame for?" “Come to think of it, Wreck, I'm durned if I know. 1 reckon anybody who can set on a flivver for fifteen hundred miles, maybe sixteen hun- dred, is kind of acclimated. Anyhow, the sheriff says—" Dad Morgan broke off at Lame? a slight but peremptory gesture from the girl, | who had opened the corral gate and was accelerating the piebald horse through it with a gentle flick of her quirt, She was a free, loose-limbed girl, |brown in the cheeks and neck, clear and serene of eye—a girl of the open spaces and the rolling range. wide calm of the big country some- how found its expression in Morgan, But the look that went ‘\"lth the gesture, while it never hroke | | the calm, checked Dad as surely though it had been Ma herself, The rider of the sorrel watched his mount follow the piebald into corral, then straightened his shoul- ders, set his teeth and stepped off an briskly in the direction of the house. | He stumbled once, pulled himself to- gether with a wince and hastened his step. Dad watched him until his w I'm wondarin' nerves—'" Sally stopped him alone, Dad how."” “T ain't sayin' anything he can hear, Sally. 1'm just wonderin® whicl nerves is responsible. We ain't al- lowed to lay it on the sorrel, or on the saddle, or on any of the failin's of human flesh, It's got to be nerves or nothin'." “Well, don't plague him about he wants to blame it on his nerves, And T don't o any him t He's again, game, It Wreck.' " Dad viewefi his daughter glance of surprise. “He ain't ever said marked “And would you expoct He's a guest.” “He's payin' eight dollars a week to Ma. 1 ain't sayin' we asked him for it. Ma didn't want to take noth- in’. But when a man's payin' he's got the rights of free and unlimited speech. And if he don't like “He's a guest, just the same,” re- peated Sally. “And so long as he with a $0," he re. him to? stays here we're under an obligation | to treat him right.” warmth, | the | come abreast the two horses walked | ranch, | his | casy sweep and waved a gauntleted | of a| The | Sally | as | order from | the | figure disappearcd through the door- | which | < land 'GOULD NOT WALK. 'BECAUSE OF PAIN L.J Rath ©1024 - by NEA Sertice Ina looked something up suddenly uhout his Dad |you say [ game " Mally smiled again and her glance | wandered to the erest of the grassy slope and-seemed to go beyond it SIC was awiully funny,” she said, | but | was scared for a minute We over as far s the second vidg him to sve & real piece of nry He wouldn't admit er been on a horse hefore | But he did pretty well, although the sorrel was getting nervois from the way his mouth was pulled.” | s catehin®, maybe,” rhaps At any standing there, vight clos when i bee” Hit=—on the » [know what happencd went over that horse's have thought he'd learned to fly carried him over the edge he went down about twenty fodt fore he grabl hold of a bush and stopped himself 1 thought | going all the way L7 I expeet you roped him Dad | “He wouldn’t let me as fury when he saw | was going to, | He said he guessed he could climb | back without any help, and, he did And he wouldn't let me the | sorrel either, It must taken bein | I rode 11 wanted egetable Com. pound, and I am a strong woman now and can work down any of my neigh+ bors, They wonder how I can do so much work, I dare say that I have recommended your medicine to a thou. sand women, A little book was thrown at mydoor,and that is hov: | first learned of it, "= Mrs, D. M. BeAucHAMP, 1104 Morrison Avenue, St, Louis, Mo, Lettors like this bring out the merit of Lydia E, Pinkham’s Vegetable Com- pound. They tell of the relief from such naing and aillments after taking Lydia 3. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound, In a recent country-wide canv: 0’ purchasers of Lydia E. Pinkham’s Veg- ctable Compound, 98 ont of every 100 report they were henciited hy Tor sale Ly rate to the olg rrel You T'he he hend W ore Wiy you'd 1 1 wan He got mad have [ (A daily menu for the stout and thin) EAT AND LOSE WEIGHT Breakfast—Two fre peaches, | h 1 | bran muffin, hot water. |, Luncheon—Four tablespoons vege- |table hash with | poached egg, 1 |toasted bran muffin,*1 cup skimmed | mitk | Dinner—One-half broiled ster, 1 cup shredded {tlemon juic live lob- cabbage with . 4 tablespoons diced car- ¢ slice watermelon, 1 glu- 1 tablespoon melted butter, Bedtime—One cup skimmed milk, Total calor 1131 Protein, 277; 276; carbohydrate, 8. Iron, m. The melted the lobster, When the carrots are tender, add {the juice of one orange and one ta- [blespoon minced mint. Simmer 10 minutes and remove the “reducing” portion hefore adding cream for the rest of the family, The vegetable hash should be haked rather than fried. Season well with onion and celery and serve with a poached egg mounting each portion. The size of the peaches determines their calories, but two fine fre peaches average about 100 calorief The ordinary peach weighs about five cunces and means about 50 calories, EAT AND GAIN WEIGHT Rroakiast—Two fresh peaches, 1 |cup boiled rice with 6 dates, ' cup cream, 1 1 muffin, 1 tablespoon butter, 2 slices French toas, 2 table- spoons maple sirup, hot water, Mid-morning lunch-—One glass egg Temonade ; Luncheon—Four tablespoons vege- ttable hash on 1 slice whole wheat toast with 1 poached egg, 4 table. spoons checse sauee 1 toasted bran mufiin, 1 tahlespoon cherry pre. serves, 1 tablespqon butter, Afternoon tea — One large glass pberry delight, 2 nut bread sand- wiches Dinner—ome-half broiled ster, 2 tablespoons melted butter, tablespoons shoestring potatoes, 4 | tubles 1 carrots in cream, 1 cup shredded cabbage with lemon juice and oil, 1 larze slice watermelon, 2 hard rolls, 1 tablespoon butter, cdtime—One cup whole milk, Total calories, 3781, Protein, fut, 1400; carhohydrate, 1960, €18 gram Raspberry delight s a combination of raspherry juice, lemon juice and sugar added to an equal amount of {hot tea poured over crushed ice. The sugar and fruit juices have feod value in carbohydrates and the fruit nices have tonic effect, The tea |merely adds to the flavor of the drink a hit “cheering.’ 1924, NEA Service, Tnc.) Special stamps, for use as ordinary postage, been issued at the Rritfsh Empire Exhibition, When in H — shop ai - Bocche 76 PRATT ST. ke new Ladres “HE DON'T MIND MY |HIM ‘"WRECK.' " him twenty minutes at least. And then it took him another five minutes | to get on. 1 can't deseribe exactly the way he did it. It was like shinning up. ~ Of course, he was| | pretty well seratched and mussed, and | his. temper was in a frightful state." “Any language " asked Dad. % “Noi he was too busy, 1 think. Coming home he nearly fell off twice |trying to case himself in the saddle, | But he never squealed, And he says | he's going out riding tomorrow morn- |ing. He won't make it, though: he'll | be too lame to move.” | Dad nodded with understanding. | Any dude would be too lame to move, | under equal circumstances, Yet |he was not entirely certain that {the Wreck would fail to move, | even though too lame; for he had a of playing the game according | to his own rules, | “I'l put on a house dress, liove," said Sally. “Sure," agreed Dad, She paused for an instant, a irprise In her “When did he com peet him until tomor morning." “He came a while 5 He ain't goin' to be able to go with you to- morrow, as near as 1 can make out.” | Sally frowned involuntarily, then shrugged and continued her march | toward the house, Dad sottled b against the fence and resumed his musing. Sally would he mighty dis- appointed if she did not zet to the train tomorrow; she was packed {and expectant, But he knew that she would not say very much; she was not much of a hand at complain- ing. Still, it seemed, even to Dad, that it was too bad to postpone cvery- thing right at the last minute. He would not mind riding over with her himeelf, but it was too long a trail for people with twinges and Kinks, Sometimes he wished the ranch was | alittle mite nearer the railroad. Rut Sally never even complained about that There had heen At butter is planned for way 1 he. “Bob's here, look of 1 didn’t ex- = live lob- ail oons d 4n3; Tron, no railvoad at all | when Dad Morgan came into the range country; at least, none within {a couple of hundred miles or more Now there was a main line north of | them, only about thirty-five miles on |a good trail. 1t seemed very near to Dad when it first came; but when | Sally bhegan going to school in the | East, andg there were scasonal goings | comings, with the necessity of maintaining communications between {city and ranch, Dad realized that it | was not very close, after all. 8o far as he and Ma were concerned, that | made no difference, But Sally had grown up, and she had an education, and she knew the ways of places far beyond the range country, provided | she was not quarantined there Tt was not a very large ranch that Dad Morgan surveyed through haif squinted eyes, nor was it a busy one, | The air of idiencss was everywhere about it: idlencss, but not decay. It | was simply a ranch taking a long and honorable rest The busy years | were behind it. | and may b (Copyri have = L™ (Continued in Our Neat Tsaue) suds, it did not taste like soap suds. | happiness you aregetting out of the No indeed! Tt was ice cold and fla- vored just right. There were large | brown stone mugs to dip into the fountain and drink from And the Raggedys and the magical hobby horse drank seven mugs full of the foamy root beer while they sat about on the soft green moss. “What a pleasant thing it to travel through the deep, deep woods, on a summer d " Raggedy Andy | we ta game, you do not stop (o think of | “I'm treatin’ him all right, ain't 17 | mean disagreeable things. Now do, There ain't a single thing about life | H 1 le M ' you™ |in these wild and irreverent parts 1| “Of course not!" Raggedy Andy re-| haven't told him, any time he asked | Chafing Rashei ltching and , Rashes, all Skin Irritations of | plied, | me, Why, all' T been doin' the past | Infants, Children & Adults. /%;e/ { | “Then the same thing applies to the two weeks is easin’ education into | person who is thinking selfish, me.nfhim." | thoughts, he does not sce the plea-| Sally smiled. sure that is to be had all about us “And T've picked up considerable | | every day, and almoet at every step about nerves, which sort of makes it ! And,” Raggedy Ann contin- | an even split,” added Dad. “He don't | said as he helped Raggedy Ann and |ued after taking another drink of the | mind my callin® him ‘Wreck.' If he the hobby horse to another glass of | foamy root beer, “that is just the rea-| was Boin’ to squeal about it, w foamy root beer, |son we should always carry a smuelwouM he lay claim to bein' sue “Isn’t it 7" Raggedy Ann agreed. “It| upon our lips and eunshine in our! You heard him say it. ‘I'm a nerve seems that when one of a sunny heart | hearts: to ehow that arc all hap- ous wreck.' he says, sort of proud.” travels along through the deep, deep, piness thin, and to bring pleasure| "“Oh, well, don't rub ft in, Dad.” woods, there are always pleasant o other: I “Ain't rubbin’ it in, Ain't goin® The Pratl S skove il lower thay | The groom's traveling clothes necd |not be new, but must appear so. The | bride’s. on the other hand. are aluays |brand new, every article that she has on. Healind Toilet Powder Gives Instant Relief. ‘There’s Nothing Like It. All druggists we S - SR