New Britain Herald Newspaper, August 18, 1924, Page 4

REVELATIONS OF A WIFE Lilllan's Message to Mrs, Marks and Ms Veply PBecause of Lilllan's poise and what «Dicky terms her “poker face,” 1 haye tried to school myself to equal calm pess of demeanor in the fuce of sur prising newa, But it took all my will- power to keep from betraying aston. ishment at her nonchalant ann ment that the police officer who had Just searched our apartment and whose mandate Lilllan had obeyed with sueh apparent meekness was not & bona fde policeman at all, but ‘phony." 1 waited answering her, banish the volee, “I suppose of the breed as the man who tried to bluff us about the Harrison children,” I ventured “Yes—and--no," she replied, “The man on the trall of the Harrison ehildren had more brains than this one, Besides he was & regulur—" Bhe clipped the word short as her lips were sclssors, and 1 knew that for some reason she had sup- pressed the comparison he was sbout to make between the two pri vate detectives, “All Right” “1 haven't time, now,” she sald erisply, “to explain things, But when this is all over we'll have a comfort. able pow-wow before a grate fire some night, which, I think, you'll find mighty interesting, a far more important thing to discuss with you. When do you expect Dicky and his mother home?"” That there was more to her ques- tlon than was Indicated by her casual tone I knew Instantly, but my volce was equally matter-of-fact as I answered: for a few scconds before d them o aAmazement from my sAm e it « “About three or four days, T fancy | «-aix‘at the outside.” “'8he made a mental calculation, ehecking with her fingers, a child- ish habit of hers which has per- sisted with the years, “That will be all right,” she said at last; then, without any tion of her question ar answer, went on to the next detail of the work which her orderly mind already had odtlined. “Mrs Marks will e wild to know what has happened to Mollie,” she safd “and I don't want her to come, sneaking in herée when her darling Petey has sunk into slumberland. He might be shamming and come charging after her, essary that he shouldn’t find out that Mollie is here, and we must get her away whilé he is out of the house. Therefore you must find a chance to whisper to Mrs. Marks these messages for me: Diplomatic Exchanges “Say ‘Mollie is safe with me and T will take care of her. Come to me the first second your husband leaves the house,’” "How soon can you do 1?2 T knew the answer she expected and made it promptly: Just now there's | It is most nec- | SARRA L AR AR Rl AR A Ll L AL ) Bhe's always houschold ne~ redoubtable Within two minutes rrowing some little cassity of me, 8o that I"etey will think nething of my asking loan to make yen a hot e, You are suffering from a cold, remember wighed softly, 'l try 1o rememt it 1 meet My chuekled, “Good lueck to you I opened the door the hall with ne attempt at stealthiness, pausing to switeh on ights in batbroom and kitchen naturally would de if for a sick person, at Mrs, Marks' doer, several times hefore, there?' Petey's her for @ r to snuffie and walked dowr the an 1 caring knocked had done “Who's growled pis said Then 1| as I volce Mrs, Graham," Y “My friend is 111 "l is only I apologetically and | wanted to ask Mrs, Marks 1 had heard the sounds of a hur- ried, low colloquy as 1 was speaking | and a cum, “Yes, go on,” from Mr, Marks led 1t, whi his wife's high-pl I volea Thterrupted my monology® with an excited: | 11 be right there, dearle, got whatever you want." fhe appeared st the door the m\t! minute, her fingers pressed melo- | dramatically to her lips, “If you ean let me have a lemon,” T hegan In tones that Mr, Marks leould not help hearing, “Mrs, Un- derwood——=" [ 1 1aunchea | o { and inte a description Lilllan's imaginary ills, letting my [volee sink lower and lower, and sandwf®hed in the messages Lilllan | haa given me. My neighbor's wits patently were sharpened by apprehension and she | grasped my meaning with alacrity. When she brought the lemon T | had requested from her kitchen she whispered a fervent “Rless you!" land a promise to de what Tillian | had asked, bhoth of which I carrled | back to my friend, explana- | | Gossip’s Corner shoulder, Bouquet 4 The shoulder bouquet which may |be of real or artificial flowers is | equally smart on the chiffon dinner | gown or the severe coat dress. Flaring Peplem The circular, flaring peplem is heing used effectively for street costumes. It is usually worn with a very narrow ksklrt. or an accordion pleated one, Pearl Necklaces The newest pearl necklaces have Marks in the hall," she | 1 wore | of | | MW BRILAIN DALY ALY FASHIUN SEE VOB HAS WIDE GIRDLE Since most of the gowns for h.ll{‘| and winter are beltless, this one | achieves distinetion by acquiring o | very wide girdle and making it the most conspieuous thing about the dress. The model is of plaid silk with shades of blue and gold over a background of eeru, and hound with plain eeru. It also has l“l insert of the eeru in the girdle. Around the collar it is hound with the darkest tone of hlue that is found in the paid, In its simplicity lies its unusual attractive lingerie touches on service. able frocks of charmeen and serge, Rhinestones, silver lace and sllver ribbon are the most effective trim. mings for youthful dancing frocks of pink or white satin Leather Furniture Leather furniture and upholstery that is very dark may polished with oil and turpentine, he Adds Daintiness Rice starch gives an exquisite dain. tiness to organdies and vary fine batistes, and If used for laundry pur- poses will keep the oridinal quality of the material, Scatter Damp Paper It Is wise to scatter damp paper or bran over a carpet that is very dusty before you begin to sweep and let some of the dust be absorbed in this way. FABLES ON A hair specialist to whem Mrs. Mann of Anytown went once in a while, prescribed for her a good treat- ment for the hair, and one easily | secured, | Each day ventilate and thoroughly ‘M with quiek downward strokes until shake the hair to rid it of dust that | a gloss appears. may have gathered. | A tonic may be easlly made at with bobhed hair in vogue. home from & pint of witch-hazel, | In applying a shampoo a eight ounces of eau de cologne and |spoonful of borax has bheen found a few drams of chloroform (three heneficial for cleansing the scalp; drams are preferable). Apply the |also it will heal any irritation lotion with a sponge after shaking |soreness that may be bothering the out the dust, If applied twice a day a good tonic jln secured, according to many testi- monials, When the hair Is entirely dry brush The Adventures f Raggedydun | large imitation emeralds interspersed occasionally and are long enough to hang below the waistline, Lingerie Touches Embroldered batiste and lawn make oTangle s, Letter from Leslie Prescott to Ruth Burke, Continued. Karl Whitney etopped, abashe; “I beg your pardon,” he said, 1 did not think I was interrupting any- thing private.” "MotHer turnad to him. ‘Karl,” she said, "I want to ask you some questions."” ' Alice groveled at my, mother's feet, ypulling her dress. “Don't tell him, mother, don't tell kim. I did it because I love him. I did it because I love him. Don't tel him. He will always hate me, if h: knows." Poor Karl, Ruth, #tood there look- ing very uncomfortable. raised Alice to her feet, but looked at ker in horror. It seemed to me that my mother was looking at her daug ter as though she were a total stran- ger. Finally she found words: “You'll excuse me for a little while, Karl,” she said. “Then I will clear this matter entirely up to your satis- faction as well as my own. “Leslle, I am telegraphing for your husband to bring the baby over him- #elf. I think it's important that he shoull be here. I know your father will want to see him as soon as he's able to see any one” As soon as mother and had left the room, Karl turned ‘o ne and said: “What does this m What is the matter with hasn't been herself . ie? Alic She for anite a while, {— GOOD MANNERS™ Greeting of Hostess A8 soon as her guests appear in the ‘Qoorway, the hostess at once fises, greets them and tells them Yow glad she is L& #ce them Then ®he leads them @@ Pis tea tables, Mothez | In fact, I came over today to find out what was wrong with her.” “I'm going to ask you a very per- tinent question, Karl. Are you very fond of Alice?" Karl hesitated, White. “Yes, I think I am as fond of her as 1 will ever be of any woman, I suppose, Leslie, I am what they call a one-woman man, but that is all gone by. We won't talk about it.” “Karl, may 1 give those pearls you | gave me back to Alice for a wedding present?” What is the matter? Is all this fuss being made about that foolish string of pcarls again. Alicz doesn't want those pearls."” “Yes she does, Karl—so much so that she is perfectly willing to break up my home to get them.” “Leslie, I can't hear this, | trom you. You must be mad."” The nurse came in at this moment aying that my father wanted me, I spent the whole afternoon with Lim, and so here the matter stands. | Mother has for Jack, Alice hasn't left her room all day today, | and Karl has vanished. Just what | the next day or two will bring forth I haven't the slightest idea. | Lovingly, LESLIE. (Copyright, 1924, NEA Service, Inc.) turning red, then even sent | THE YOUNG LADY ACROSS THE WAY aa Raggedy And by Jo?n%y ér'ue“e 4 “Time for everyone to get up and|Ann and Raggedy Andy and the Ath- wash their faces and get ready for|ers followed the hobby horse as he breakfast!” Mrs. Mingle cried as she coo et rang a little bell at the door of the dining room. Raggedy Ann and Raggedy Andy and the Thingum and the Zumzee and Mr. Mungle all hopped from their lit- tle white beds and ran to wash their hands and faces, for they were sure Mrs. Mingle would have a lovely breakfast for them. And in thinking this, none of our friends were disap- pointed, for when they came trooping into the dining room, there was Mrs. Mingle waiting for them at the head of a table filled with the nicest break- fast one could wish for, Mrs. Mingle did not have to get up early and cook this lovely breakfast, for she had a very wonderful cupboard; a magic one, from which she could take any kind of goodies she happened to wish for. The Zumzee had never eaten such a fine breakfast, nor had the Thingum and they enjoyed it very very much, When they had finished breakfast, Mrs. Mingle looked at the Zumzee very hard and seaid, “Mr. Zumzee, did you ever have a brother? “Oh! Yes!"” the Zumzee replied. “When I was a little tiny Zumzee, I had a brother, but one day he disap- peared and I never knew what be- came of him. We thought perhaps when he was walking down the street someone must have picked him up and have walked away with him!"” “How sad!” Raggedy Ann and Rag- gedy Andy and the hobby horse cried. Indeed it was sad!” the Zumzee cried as he wiped the tears from his ves. Then S, Mungle turned to the hingum and asked, “Mr. Thingum did you ever have a brother? “Oh, yes!” the Thingum replied. “But one day when I was a little boy 1 was walking down the street and a strange old man asked me if I wanted #oime candy and when I said yes, he t ok me away and 1 never could find the way home!" “Whee!” Raggedy Ann and Rag- gedy Andy and Mre. Mingle and the hobhy horse cried, “Then the brave Thingum is a brother to the Zumzee!” “Yes!" Mr. Mungle laughed. “They are broth i 80 the Zumzee and the Thingnm put their heads on each others' ghoul- ders and eried with happiness. “We un home and see mama right the Thingum cried. “Ah!"™ the Zumzee brother (@ Jobny Grusiie The Zumzee wiped the tears from his eyes, pulled the magical cupboard after him through the deep, deep woods, filled with Iairies 'n everything. Another Bandit? cried.| Bobbed-hair bamits are becoming | | | | The young lady across the s | the Liberty Bell is too precious a relic to be | carted around the country and ought dlways | to be left right there in Washingtos. | “One day mama went to hunt you and |almost a commonplace. The latest to face such a charge is Margaret Benson, arrested at Camden, N. J., for attempting to hold up a store- keeper at the point of a gun while in company with the scion of a prom- | linent New Jersey family. The would- | be vietim took fthe gun from the girl and tossed her over & chair, | according to the police version. KEEP YOUR SCALP Clean and Healthy WITH CUTICURA she never returned and T do not know where ghe is!" “Then we must all go in search of vonr mama!” Raggédy Ann said. “Tt Il make a nice adventure!" 8o, as Mrs. Mingle wished to g0 along and as she knew they woull all ed nice things to eat along the way she gaid, “With my magical cha 1 shall make a little wagon and in the wagon we will place my magie cup- hoard so that whenever we' get hun- gry, we can reach in the cupboard and cet whatever we wish!™ “And I shall pull the little wagon the nica kind magical hobby horse cried. 85 after eating an ice cream cone apiece g0 they wonld not got hungry &M tired so quickly, Raggedy away CARE OF THE HAIR ,I This 18 a particularly easy process | | table- | or | | around | guess BEGIN HERE TODAY The “Nervous Wreek,” an ecoen- triec young easterner, is driving Sally Morgan from her father's ranch to the station when they run out eof gasoline, At the peint of a gun the Wreck takes five gallons from a passs ing car, Later they are held captive at a ranch along the way because Charlie MeSween, the foreman, wants Sally for a cook, They discover that Mr, Underwood, the owner of the ranch, was in the car which they held up. Underwood notifies Bheriff Bob Well who is Sally's flance, of the robbery, Sally meets young Chester Underwood and rides off with him, The Wreck accidentally drops some dishes in the kitehen and Timothy, the Underwood chauffeur, snicker NQOW GO ON WITH THE STORY “Huh?" demanded the Wreck, “Comen out of your wages, I guess," observed Timothy, "I bet you must bust quite a lot." The Wreck placed the of the dishes on the table lected the top one, “I'm going to bust more,” he said, As Timothy dodged the dish he uttered a yell of surprise, It hit the wall just behind his chalr, A second one was not so well aimed, for it | went through a window, But Tim- othy did not wait for any improve- | ment in the marksmanship. He bolted for the door, which he reached while the fourth dish was in the air, | Tt crashed against the jamb and most iof the picces fell outside, The Wreck surveyed the marks of | his achievement, shrugged his shoul- ! ders, lifted the pile of dishes from {the table, and resumed his journey to the pantry. “Damn that Underwood pup,” said, Timothy had not personally figured in the matter at all, so far as the | Wreek was concerned, He was mere- ly a symbol. in the afternoon the Wreck went for a walk, His impulse was to take the trail In that direction Sally and Chester had ridden. But he sternly compelled himself to fol- low the wheel tracks that went to- ward the main road. Let her stay out riding as long as she liked; it was no affair of his, He did not pay much attention to the trail, His mind was concen- trated on the problem of where Charley McSween had hidden the wheel of the flivver, In odd hours he had been searching furtively, but without the least satisfactory result. The flivver was locked in a shed, into which he could have easily broken; but he knew that it was useless to search there. Charley would not have made things quite so simple as that. The wheel was somewhere else, and it would he time enough to brealk into the shed when he located it. Several times he considered the advisability of trying to thrash the truth out of CharMy, but Sally always vetoed the project. She had respect for his prowess, but she was by no means sure that he could whip every- body on the ranch. Even if he did, there was no certainty that Charley would tell. He was still eyes staring at remainder and se- he | Late walking .slowly, his the ground, when a drumming sound caught his ears. Instinctively, he paused to listen. Horses, They were coming nearer, too. Probably Sally and Chester had been circling around through the hills, he thought, Well, if that was the case, he had no desire to meet them, He did not want Sally to get the notion in her head that he was cavesdropping or that he had the least interest in anythigg that she did. So he stepped off the trail, There were clumps of spruce on every hand, and he behind one of them, where he could not be readily seen. The hoof-beats continued to grow Jouder, and the Wreck, crouching, peered through his screen for a view of the trail. Only one horse, after all, he de- cided a few seconds later, but it was moving briskly. Then, around a turn in the trail, it appeared. It was a big, black animal, with a long stride, and the man who rode it was also big. A rifle in a holster hung suspended from the saddle. The Wreck, staring curiously, also had time to note that there were two guns at the belt of the rider, Then the, black horse drummed on, out of sight. “Doggone!” said the Wreck aloud, as he stepped from behind his spruce sheiter and stared down the trail, The rider was Bob Wells, sheriff, Not long did the Wreek stand in dismayed consideration of his discov- er) He clenched his fists and set off at a dog trot toward the ranch house in the wake of the black horse, The obvious thing to do was to get back to the house as rapidly as pos- sible, and he was doing it. There was Sally to be warned, if ever he got there in time. He groaned as he thought of Sally suddenly con- fronted by the sheriff. ‘The Wreck found himself running with a steadiness that surprised him, He did not try to sprint, He could not overtake the hlack horse, any- how, and-there would be nothing to gain if he did. Not being able to just how far he had walked, he conserved himself, Step after step he plugged away, slowing a bit on the up-grades, and fighting hard for his second wind. The main thing was o get there as soon as he could, After that It would be tima to see what fhere was to be done about Bob Wellg, When the trail emerged at from the sprice he came to a | panting sharply as he stared in direction of the ranch buildings. The land was open all the rest of the sway to the house, and there was no | concealment, if he needed any, so he decmed it wise to make a reconnais- sance. He had no notion of being headlong about anything, for his mind was cool, despite his anxiety about Sally Morgan. If she had re- turned from the ride there was no telling what might have happened. young moved last hait, the | the | “ét%mp&{é e | He could see no sign of the sheriff or the black horse; probably they were around at the frent eof the | house, He could not see anyboedy, | Bo he struck out at a bold walk to |eover the few hundred yards that Intervened between himself and the kitehen door, Ny the time he reached the goal he had recovered his breath, The first thing he did was to peer cautiously into the kitehen, obody in sight, not even Timothy, "I'here was no kettle on the stove, which meant that Sally was stil away, He was tempted to steal through the house and see if the sheriff was out | front, but abandoned the idea, be- cause he could see nothing to be gained, even If he made the discov. ery, After a moment of thought he turned his steps in the direction of the corral, The black horse was there, still |saddled. The Wreck stared grimly |at the beast, which he had seen bes fore at the Bar-M, and of which he knew the sheriff uncommonly proud, Bob Wells was undoubtedly lup at the house, talking to Under- wood and hearing new lies about the | hold-up, Bally was stlll somewhere out on the trail with Chester Under- | wood, There was nothing for the Wreck but waiting, THE WRECK LAID A FORE:s FINGER AGAINST HIS LIPS, He sat on the grass and propped his back against the corral fence, keeping watch upon the trail that led back to the hills, and also upon the house. If he saw the sheriff com- ing for his horse he would disappear behind the nearest shed. If Sally came first he would be there to warn her, He found little comfort in in- action, but it was the only course for the present. Half an hour later, still huddled against the fence, he thought he saw a dust clond on the back trail. Polishing his spectacles, he restored them to his nose for another ohserva- tion. Sure enough, there were two riders coming. They were coming at a gallop, too, and soon they were so near that he could identify Sally beyond a mistake. There was a fine grace and confidence in the way Sally handled herself in a saddle, and it was not lost even upon the Wreck, poor horseman that he was. She could ride rings around Chester Underwood, He climbed to his feet as Sally swung herself out of the saddle, and she saw him for the first time, She flashed her quirt in salute. “Hello, Henry. We've had a bully ride.” “Uhul,” he answered with a nod. The Wreck was trying to give her ‘a warning before she might, betray herself into an Indiscretion, Not be- ing adept at expressing his thoughts, save in words, the best he could do was to fashion his features into a queer, baleful grimace, Sally was puzzled, and she showed it hy a wrinkling of her forehead, which sig- nified inquiry. ! . Chester slid off his horse, so that for an instant his back was turned. The Wreck quickly laid a forefinger against his lips and jerked his head in the direction of the corral. Sally looked, then stared, her mouth opening slowly. She knew the black horse out of a million. Bob Wells! Swiftly her glance swung in the direction of the house, “Well,” Chester, “shall we go up to the house? I'll see you all the way home, you know. . lly recovercd Rerself and smiled. You go ahead,” she said. “Thanks ever so much for the ride, T want to talk to Henry for a minute,” CHAPTER XTIT, A Woman's Place When Chester was beyond earshot she turned to the Wreck and almost smothered him an an avalanche of questions, He told it rapidly, while Sally kept an anxious eye on the house, When he finished she sent another glance in the direction of the | black horse, who was unconscious of having created a sensation profound and disturbing. “You don't suppose us?"’ mused Sall “How could he “1 don't see how he could either, But Bob's awfully smart when it comes to being sheriff. If he knows we're here, the jig's up, of course,” Scorn and defiance shone in s of the Wreck, “It's a hundred to one he doesn't know we're here,” he said. thourand to one he hasn't any idea who he's after, He probably come for some more information. And they're all Iying so hard he'll er find out anything.” “Hope #0,” said Bally doubtfully. “How long do you suppose he's going to stay?” he's n (Continued in Our Next Issue) Cutting Chicken When cutting up cold chicken for a salad use a pair of shears or sharp knife, but never chop in a chopping bowl. tracked | the | it's a | 0 for the Stout and Thin) oA D LOSE WEIGHT Breakfast—One cup hot wale Juice 1.3 lemon, gluten roll, 1.3 ta- blespoon butter, X Luncheon=—=One-half cup grean pea soup, tablespoons croutons, 4 radishes, 1-3 cup spinach salad, 1 whole peach eombined with 2 table- spoons red raspberry Jjuice, 1 small plece sponge cake, Dinner==Four ounces broiled calves brains, 1 baked potato, stuffed cucum- ber salad, 1 cup custard, Bedtime—0One cup skimmed milk, Total calories, 1078, Protein, 20§; fat, 821; carbohydrate, 549, Iron, 0200 gram, Stuffed Cocumber Salad One &mall cucumber, 1 tablespoon minced green pepper, 2 tablespoons diced celery, 1 teaspoon minced Ber- muda onion, 2 tablespoons minced watercress, 1 ounce lettuce, I table- spoons lemon julee Stufied Cucumber Salad One small cucumber, 1 tablespoon minced green pepper, 2 tablespoons diced celery, 1 teaspoon minced Ber- muda onion, 2 tablespoons minced watercress, 1 ounce lettuce, 2 table- spoons lemon Juice, Pare cucumber and cut a slice from one side, scoop out seeds, forming a boat-shaped shell, U'se the cucum- ber removed from center to combine with other Ingredients for Alling. Combine celery, pepper, onlon and watercress with lemon julce, season with salt and pepper and fill cucum- ber hoat with mixture, Serve on a bed of lettuce, Total calories, 87, 4; carbohydrate, gram, (A Daily Me EAT Protein, 10; fat, Tron, .0003 GAIN WEIGAT Breakfast--wo haked applas, 4 tahl 00Ns ¢ m, % cup cooked ce- real with 4 tablespoons cream, 2 pieces toast, 1 tabhlespoon butter, 1 tablespoon marmalade, 1 cup cocoa. Midmorning lunch — One cup orange juice, 2 bran and raisin bread sandwiches, 3 Luncheon — One cup cream of green pea soup, 1 tahlespoon whipped cream, 2 tablespoons croutons, 4 rad- fshes, cup spinach salad with % hard-cooked egg and: 2 tablespoons mayonnaise, 1 fresh peach combined with 2 tablespoons red raspberry Juice on 1 piece sponge cake, 4 table- spoons whipped cream, 2 pleces whole wheat bread, 1 tablespoon butter. Afternoon tea—One large glass chilled cocoa, 2 cheese and ginger sandwiches, Dinner -— Four ounces brofled calves' brains, 1 large baked potate, 4 tablespoons lima beans in 1 table- spoon butter, stuffed cucumber salad, 1 dinner roll, 1 tablespoon butter, 1 cup custard. Bedtime—One cup whola milk. Total calories, 4.055. Protein, 421; fat, 1886; carbohydrate, 1748, Iron. 022 gram, This encumber salad is mixed with a French dressing and the whole is masked with mayonnaise, This menu is very high in fat cals- ries. But if yvou can digest whipped cream vou will find ft very fattening and less satiating than a large amount of sugar. C'ream is one of the easiest fats to digest. (Copyright, 1924, N¥A Rervice, Ine.) Patent Leather Pumps, vour patent laather Clean pumps | with a little sweet ofl. Camera Sily Mrs. Nan Richardson of Yonkers N. Y, a sister of John W. Davis democratic nominee for president, at tended the notification ceremonies a Clarksburg, W. 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