New Britain Herald Newspaper, April 9, 1925, Page 4

Adele Garrison's New Phase of REVELATIONS OF A WIFE IR RIS Dr. Pettit lald his finger upon her wrist, and after a few seconds spoke sottly, yet imperatively. “Mrs, Underwood!" Lillian opened her eyes and fixed | |them upon him, “Yes?" she said “I'm golng to add two more listen- |ers to your confessions,” he sald. | “Mrs, Bickeft, and Dr. Meredith, an old college friend of mine who hap- pened to be at the hospital today, and whom I brought out to see your triend down the h He's a spec- | ialist of considerable renown, and 1I'd | like to have him take a look at you, if you don’t mind. o Lillian's tired eyes came the irrepressible twinkle I knew so well. “Do you think me also a vietim of amnesla, Doctor?" she asked, “It absolute forgetfulness of what | {s due your body be counted that, I | certainly do,” he retorted. d pres-| A touch!’ Lilllan acknowledged. | “Bring on your specalist and Kath- | othing from his face|erine, a whole elinic if you wish.” and lald the arm Madge Is Curlous But I d that his| Dr Pettit did not move from the more imperative thanbedside, simply raised his voice a said to me: |trifle and spoke ‘Katherine's name. “A glass of water, please—quiok-|The nert second she eame through [the door, followed closely by Dr. broughth it to him with | Meredith and came quickly over to I could not keep from |us. There was an unwonted color T saw him holding out|in her checks, and her eyes were a little white pellet which |starry. I found myself suddenly from long experience With|agog with curlosity to know what mother, was a restorative | had been the conversation between heart action. | these two oddly reunited friends, th his free hand he took the |then as quickly scored myself fierce- glass of water from me, and spoke!ly for my prying instinct, “Mrs, Underwood, Dr. Meredith “Lift Her Up!” | Dr. Pettit said, and Lillian looked up “Slip your arm behind her shoul- ’qulzzlcally at the stranger. ders and lift her up gent |~ “Your triend evidently wants wit- Lillian made no attempt to fore-|nesses to this confah,”” she sald, stall aid, something which |smiling. “He thinks that I'm & alarmed me more than anything I dangerods person.” vet had seefi or heard. When I| He caught her cue -instantly, re- raised her she swallowed the pellet | turned it with easy and patient prac- obediently and T lowered her to her | tice in raillery. pillows agal 1 arms that ached | *“And T suppose you'd like assur- clasp 1 closely, fierce and {ance that nothing you say will be d her from whatever peril men- | used against you?” he asked. cod her physical well being. | “Exactly,” Lilllan returned. “I'm ‘Let her rest a little,” Dr. Pettit | in the hands of brutal police officcrs 1l be back in five minutes.” | in these three—she glanced at Dr. room and within the | Pettit, Katherine and me’ in turn, time he had named returned, leaving | “T feel the need of a chance to ap- the door of the room ajar as he en- | peal my case.” tered, n he returned to the bed, | “Count on me,” he assured her ood looking down at Lillian, isml!mg and then, with a'slight, al- 1 closed her cyes in apparent | most imperceptible gesture to his exhaustion, What Is the Vear Clutching Madge? I expe rebelli from Lillian at s dictum, that she » to stay Inside the room while uestioned her con- | to my sur- oke him steadily 1s, and then turned » with a pitiful at- ting smile. signedly, guess 1 can. this old Lr. permit not finish the parody, only Wkly to the physiclan »thoscope, tively ver er read he physician, with is always | 1gs, and cope, irst," he said y made n stood v while pains whi 1 finished, usual as he 1k He left the and who h But T was sure that she | friend, he stepped back & pace and the questions he | faint [ had said he was going to ask while her | T feit myself chilled with a fear that | dead 2o Tangles was not asleep, and my heart was relieved to see tinge of color creeping d lips and cheeks, nnmu;} Dr. Pettit began a into | was e Letter From John Alden Prescott to Sydney Cartdn—Continued Syd, you when I married he little for society. | But now she seems happiest when she is out with a crowd. She dances divinely. 1 tried the other night to monopo- | lize her card and put my initials on | all the dances but two, yet when I went to get her for the second dance 1 saw a perfectly strange man just preparing to take her out on floor. Before T could meant to tell all of us other longing ones to keep off. I know I should do 50 in his circumstances.” “You see, John' sald Leslie, “what you did in that first dance. My husband, Mr. Sartoris, is a won- derful partner. He probably made me look like Irene Castle.” And do you know she had the im- pudence to blow me a Kiss as she floated off. I stood there for a moment like a |tool. T know my mouth was open. wven claim my |Phe smiled at me 0 divinely and ! §ol Y lthe man looked at her as though dance, she sald, “Mr. Sartoris, let |che were the only w 3 y woman in the me introduce my husband. Jack, I | oo ing the world hy storm. Mr. Sartorts |1 Blaceiinemsunon yhe b0y e o n| oL and I were living together, b i e LTI R Rl iy hat your y card |overyone was reading my discom- meant nothing, that you enly Put |qi ;o in my face. them there so that it would not 100k | H1ka! the lcard 'of a wallofiower ) There I was, a man who had been Of course Melvilla Sartoris, hav- ied years and his own wife was of words at his tongue's tting and firting with him. It \ was ridiculous, wasn't it? But, oh, it was eftective and I fell in love with her all over again. She was s more than your husband |[the one woman in my heart to be | Jou could mever_be a wall-|desired. My love hecame & rasing | No man would let you sit|volcano and I was silly enough to a dance, provided he could {cut in on that dance. T am sure Mr. Prescott | As Sartoris gave Leslle into arms he sald with a meaning look, e Yy see | was right, Mrs. Pres- know | obs that for 1 Know no one get to you. my |chopped nut meats, 1 cup*fine dried {spoon {to the log!"” Breakfast—8Stewed figs, cereal, after the cheese and yolk are added. thin cream, orisp graham toast, Barbecued Steak. creamed dried beef, milk, coffee, One porterhouse steak cut 3 to 4 Lunchecon—8tuffed onlon, < lettuce [inches thick, & tablespoons dry mus- sandwiches, waffles with maple syr- |tard, 2 tablespoons paprika, 1% tea- up, milk, tea. spoons salt, 1 teaspoon pepper, 4 Dinner—Barbecued steak, baked |tablespoons butter, 1 tablespoon Jem- potatoes, dandellon greens, Martha's on juice, 2 tablespoons olive oll, 1 pudding, whole wheat bread, milk, tablespoon “Worcestershire gsauce, 2 coffee, drops onfon juice. An onion should be prepared with- The steak should be cut to have out the nuts for a child under school [a good piece of the tenderloin, Trim age for his luncheon, i|hn side®coveered with fat and cut A plain cookie and dish of stewed jout the suet. Skewer “tal” of steak fruit should be substituted for the through tenderloin, Cream butter waffles If children under gix years and add mustard, paprika, salt and of age must be served at the family pepper and mix thoroughly, Work table, in lemon julece, Rub this mixture |well into the meat, on both sides and 'edges. Place on a well oiled broiler, Combine olive oil, Worcestershire | sauce and onfon julce and brush over isteak after it has broiled 5 minutes, Turn and brush other side with mix- |ture, After both sides are seared reduce the heat and boll for 45 min- Stuffed Onions, Six large Bermuda onlons, 1 cup bread crumbs, 6 tablespoons melted butter, teaspoon salt, 1-8 tea- pepper, 1-tablespoon minced parsley, Peel onions and cook in_ boiling salted water for 45 minutes. Cool |and cut a slice from the top of each onlon. Scoop out the center, leaving a shell about % of an inch thick. Combine nuts and bread crumbs with butter, salt and pepper and parsley and fill onjfons. with mixture. «Put in a buttered baking dish, add 1 cup boiling water and bake 30 minutes. Baste with 1 tablespoon butter melt- ed in a little hot water. Serve on a hot platter surrounded with the following sauce: | Two tablespoons butter, 2 table- spoons flour, 1% cups milk, 1-4 tea- |spoon salt, 1-8 teaspoon pepper, tablespoons gated cheese, 1 egg| volk. | Melt butter and stir in flour. Cook, stirring constantly until thoroughly blended and bubbly. Slowly add milk, stirring constantly, and bring to the bolling point. Add cheese and stir and eook until melted. Remove from, the fire and beat in the yolk of egg. Do not let the sauce boil ON 13 mixture and turning every five min- utes. Remove to a hot platter and [pour over the drippings in the broiler, Gossip’s Corner NEW STAIN REMOVER Powdered starch applied instantly to fruit stains on linen will remove the stain. TO REMOVE IODINE If you spill any lodine on fabric, or on our own skin, remove the |stains by washing in borated am- \monia. | STRAIN GASOLINE After using gasoline for cleaning purposes, strain it through a filter ‘and it will be clean. | FADLES DEVELOPED INTO FIGHTER PO In Mrs. Mann's town was a man him, he developed a fighting spirit. named Algernon. 1;{: svnt‘manyl a. boy{)‘cr);:ng home to s mother with a ack eye. L LB AR i 1€ |7 \Vhen he grew older he stlll felt was a child. Al the boys in school |10t he was handicapped, and it picked on him. He was made the caused that much | butt of many a prank, all because harder. his mother named him Algernon. | He developed into a fighter, a go- Now Algy was the leading light getter, and the folks soon learned of the little city. He owned quite to call him Algy, and to depend upon a bit 6f property, and many of the him when they were confronted boys who kidded him in school, with a real difffculty. were working for him. “It is the same principle that How did he manage to do it with'causes many physical cripples to such a name? | make a succese in life,”” Mrs. Mann Here's how Mrs. Mann explained | ventured. it. faybe so,” replied Mr. Mann. Algernon was sensitive about his|“But just the same, I wouldn't want Iname. When the boys picked onlone of my boys named Algernon. HEALTH when him to work | | The Adverstures Raggedydm wa faggedy And “:)'Jo?nye’m\::y “You fooled old Toofle, the queer . And that is exactly what Toofie little man, when you nalled his shoes did. He unfastended his shoes and Ragedy Ann sald to the [then rgade sure that he had his scarted carpenter as she and |magic powder with him, then siyly Raggedy Ady plcked the chocolate |he crept through the woods towards cream candies growing on short|the tired carpenter and the Rag- stems and wrapped in tin foil. |gedys. And, coming up behind the “I surely did!” the tired carpenter |tired carpenter, Toofie puffed some Jaughed, “I shgll not let old Toofle |maglc powder dpon him and in al capture you, nor shall I build him |second, the carpenter wasn't the | 1east bit tired. | | Raggedy Ann and Raggedy Andy |ran into the bushes nd, for |they felt certain the tired carpenter |cott. Your husband does consider |me a poacher.” | She only laughed and said, “You | n“hnm so well that I hope vou will |poach again.” And there I stood | again while they chaffed a moment, | Now is the Time to Get Rid of These with my mouth open like an ever- | Ugly Spots. lasting fool. onger the slightest| We'll probably be here about two | \shamed of your wecks longer. Come over and see | double strength | your namesake and godson. Also I ¢ these would like to try and | hom if Leslie intends to keep me of Othine— |between heaven and hell forever. JACK. have 1 ounce | gth—from any drug or| t store and apply a little | (Copyright, 1925, NEA Bervice, Inc.) and ng and you| Tomorrow: Telegram from Syd- en the worst|ney Carton to John Atden Prescott. to disappear, | mor money back 1 treckles. fails to remoy We re fon Soap f a8 bed departmer Labo T e ovks b cous || (TR | OVERNIGHT! | ‘ Miserable, sl head colds' vanish o and are guaranteed pletely ovesnight with a rer prescriptien prefected by we sessors of medicine. It goes d cougestion ini_head, etc. and r without the siightest injurioys nareotics or harmful drugs—8nd ibed by physicians. Ask f Sc. & box, and m amend Othine Complex- Othine, also as hair tablets, ek 1f nmot reljeve e, Vita Drug Oo. Axelrod’s Drug Store, Seath Bnd P Street Phasmacy and s e r » | One way to make enemiec is * | to wing for your friends. _ . Arch | “on, {in the tree unt | would’ be captured, and, if Toofie captured them also, there would be {no one left to rescue them. ! Toofle tieg a string to the carpen- |ter's nose and led him away towards | his tree home. “He is taking him {home and will make him build a house!” Raggedy “what shail we do, Raggedy ‘We can m and see 'where Tooffe puts the tired earpen- ter, then when we have a chance, we | can rescue him!”. So the Raggedy's followed Toofie as he led the car- penter home, And when he reached | his tree home, Toofle tied the car- penter to a root of the tree and said, now while I go inside the tree and | take a nap you can build me a nice ittle house outside, for I am tired of living in a stuffy tree.” 8o Toofle went inside and soon was | snoring verv loudly. And while the carpenter prepared toals to build Toofie a house Raggedy's | s so unpleasant |siipped up and Whispered “Mr. Carpenter, we have come to stand there |rescue you T your knife and , the log for the string Toofie tied around | Raggedy Andy |Your mose, then, we can all run and | ad better go back |leave Toofie fast aslcep in his knot) ils so that he can | hole in the treel” run home to his mama!” | So the carpenter did as Raggedy the tired carpenter [Andy suggested, then he took sticks 1aughed, * do that, Toofie wili |and nalled them across the knot hole immediately work magic on all of |so that when Toofie awakened, he us and we captured and | would mot be able to get out of the taken back to his place in the holeftree. Then he and Raggedy Ann and 1 build him & house. | Raggedy Andy laughed softly to 1l not do that! themselves and ran in a different di- | Toofie will |rection that they had gone before, And they ran and ran until they gedy Ann said, “he [came to a cold PBiscuit field and right | will get very, very hungry!® in the center of the field was an ap- | “Ha! Don't you believe it, Raggedy |ple butter mud puddie. | Ann and Raggedy Andy!™ the car-| So they stopped and spread bis- | penter said, “after he stangs there | cults with the fine apple butter and awhile, Teofie will happen to think |had & dandy picnic all by them- that olny his shoes have been hailed |selves. And Toofie did not come to the Jog and untie his shoes along to spoil their fun, was follow THE TIRED CARPENTER LLAUGHED, *“I SHALL NOT LET OLD TOOFIE CAPTURE YOU.” the a house when he and disagreeable!” “I spect Toofie with his shoes g tim w and pull out the cut o w will 1 And T sh tired the log for years e for he |utes, brushing the steak with the ofl | ! house, | years. CHAPTER- 1 Tt was the last night of Gloria's gtrihood, 4 Tomorrow would be her wedding day! > She stood lookind down at the white satin dress spread out on her b It had been worn by two other brides . . . her grandmother and, later, hgr own mother, | “But I certainly don't intend to { have the kind of life they had!" | Gloria shook her bobbed head at the white walls of ‘her room. ¢ “Hor dead - grandmother, whose work-worn hands had ralsed ten children! Ten children! Gloria shuddered “Not for me!" siie sald aloud, “Not it T know myself! . Think ,of 1t ... Of course, Dick might want chil- dren. He probably would. Most men did want them. Why not, since. they had none of the bother and | pain of haying them? They could go on living their lives while the wives lost sleep and fresh- ness caring for the children. | They could rush about,.dping as they pleased. For thelr women were safe at home, chained to the cradle, . ., No, she was not going to have bables! Not even one! So that was that! .. Then Gloria’s thoughts flew down- stalrs to the sitting room. 8he knew her mother was there in the old rocker, mending stockings. She was always mending. And still the basket was always full. It held an endless job. Poor Mother! worked! There was nothing for her but housework and her family, vyear after year. Ye gods, what a life! ... A woman was either a slav or a doll. But if she was a slave, it was her own fault. And that's all there was to it | Glorla had made up her mind that she was through with hard work, | forever, last week when she had said | goodby to her typewriter and her | job in Elm street. . How hard she e | . . i Gloria lifted the old wedding drees | from the bed, and put it on a clothes hanger in the closet. But the silk was heavy and the dress slid off into a head on the floor. “Mothe Gloria called down- sairs, “Will you come up here right away? I want you to help me with this tricky dress. It keeps falling oft the hanger.” Gloria Gordon's mother was & small brown wren of a woman. All her life she had “babled” her beau- tiful daughter, | Now she hung the dress neatly in t the closet. Then she turned down | Gloria’'s bed, and put a hot water bottle between the sheets, “Dear me, Glory,” she fretted, “T don't know how ever you're oing | to get along without me to take care of you, when you're married and | gone!"” | “Don't you worry about me,” the| girl answered, “I'll be taken e““’"\ of all right. That's what J meant | today when I totd him I didn’t want to learn anything about housework. You se, it I don't know how to do it, Dick will have to hire a mald for ‘me right from the start.” 8he set her lovely mouth in a firm red line. “I had different ideas when I was 2 bride,” Mrs. Gordon sald quietly. “ thought & wonian ought to help | lier husband.” %] know you did. Your idea of| married life was to take care of your husband. Mine is that he is to take care of me!” Gloria shrilled, “Where “I've made up my mind that T'm going to be Dick's eweetheart . . not his housekeeper. I'm going te| stay in hed every day until noon, and keep my looks and my husband! I Ehe crossed the room to her dress- | ing table. She leaned forward and | studied her face in the mirror. i She knew that ehe was beautiful. | She had red-gold hair and dark eves and lashes. Her skin was smooth | and white as a gardenia, And the| forces that had modeled her features had made them clear and fine, But behind this sweet and wom- anly mask, she was vividly dis- contented and eager for life. And Life—with a capital L—was begin- ning tomorrow with her wedding day! ¢ Tomorrow she would burst Yorth like a butterfly from its cocoon, and fly away. Away from this shabby and the alarm cloek that had wrenched her from sleep at seven morning for f{he last two Away from th necesaity of working six days a week as typist for a real estate firm on Elm <reet. And mixed up with Gloria’s love for Dick Gregory was an enormaous | gratitude toward him for taking her away from all this to a life of ease with him. At least, Glorla intended that it should be ease and luxury, every | too. Bhe was tired of penny-pinching and hard work. Dead tired. A job and a business career were| all very well in their way for girls| who weren't beautiful and desirable girls whom men didn't want. 1 But with a face like hers Then she turned out the lights above | the dressing table. | She climbed Into bed, pulled the covers around her ehoulders, and sicepily kissed her mother good night. Two hours later she sat up in bed wide awake, with the feeling that someone had called her. She listened. No sound' in darkened house. Then suddenly she heard a low “RBob White" whistle out of doors. | Dick! She swung her feet over the side of the bed, and flew to the window. the | and then be @ble to walk right sound aslcep, nailed up in his tree awayl” itrunk home, There he stood down on the moonlit; | except you ran a carpet sweeper I'm going | | to run an automobile! o/ | would never lose its tang and fla- | | ury, But above all, lusury! Beatrice Burton ©1925 NEA SERVICE m’g@:\fi » v Gloria Gordon Dick Gregory e ESENE-- By tomorrow morning she would be the wite of awan who could buy her wonderful things .. .a toilet set of ellver, perfumes, lacy hand- kerchiefs, chiffon stockings too thin ever to be mended! She had made up her mind that Oh Dick, how wicked of you!" Gloria sald, exasperated, “Don’t you | her honeymoon would be a ahopping |trip, too. With Dick to pay the know it's bad luck to eee your bride | on your wedding day before the | VIII®! n g prescher, taakes het youra? AN b- |- ‘Hweotheart,"\Dick iad sald, et Sides, what will the nelghbory think | honeymoon in some quiet place where we can be alon But she if they see you?" “Oh, bother the neighbors! They | had laughed him to acorn. won't be your nelghbors after tomor- | "“Don‘t you kuow you can be lone- Jier in a big city than anywhere else row, anyway,” Dick replied in a| o stago whisper. “Look here, T wasit to | {0 "the world, ailly?" shehed asked, e decided on Montreal. 1It's ru- Kiss you. ... I've been thinking | about you all evening during that doggoned bachelor dinner With a bang, Gloria shut the win- dow, and went back to bed. She lay there waiting for the | sound of Dick's departing roadster. But there was no spund anywhere the lonesome shriek of a train in the distance. | At last she got up and looked out of the window. Dick hadn't moved. He was still walting for his kiss. Gloria opened the window, “Why in the world don’t you home?” she asked crossly, Dick didn’t answer at once. He stood twirling his hat in his hand." “Oh, have a heart, Glory,” he sald finally. “Come on down to the front door for just a minute. . . . T must kisa you, dear! Think, It's our wed- ding day."” Glorla hesitated. After all, where was the harm in one little kiss in the dead of night? In another twelve hours they would be man and wife. “All right, T'll be right down,” she | whispered. | fhe put on her bathrobe and thrust her bare feet into slippers. | &hé tiptoed out into the hall. | Halfway down the stairs she paused. lawn. She heard him laugh as she threw up the window. “It's our wedding day,” “Ten minutes after twelve! my bride?” he said. How's g0 . | This was pot the thing-to do! | She was making herself cheap | The way to hold :l" man was to keep him guessing. ‘To Kkiss him 8o seldom that love-making | . s VOr. . . . | A man was a born hunter. He Joved the chase. As soon as he got | L e ‘;“ at toP | mpis crossword puzzle is designed speed for something else, for some- | capecially for golfers. Several torma body else! familiar to th the 3 Well, she, would keep Dick rufi- |, ‘rlo‘.:,rm eced Th h;kfl::‘:B ::::: ning after her! She would never go | help. § to him as she was going now! Never! | « e | She turned and ran back to her| Horizontal 1. Game played in picture, 3. Part of golf club which'strikes Jball. 6. See pleture. . Negative. Wrath (inspired by 140 score). 14. See picture (boy who carries sticks). _ . Length of time it takes to play a good game, . Jumbled type. Snakellke . Meadow, To accomplish. . Perfect score, . Green around (in plural course). . To stuff. . To attempt, | 31. To fit. 3. Attar. . Uncommon . Departing guest Beasts of burden . To clip. 0. Chiet linguist stock of Indo- China, Paid publicity (pl.) . Warning cry of a golfer before a drive. . Automobile. Indefinite articlet See picture, . Exclamation of ‘disgust, 51. Like. i . Laundry for washing ores. . Dabs egain. . Provident insect. . Correlative of elther. . To play a golf ball into the hole, . State of excitement. . See picture. Vertical To grasp golf club. Position of ball in relation tg she galled softly from‘the window. He came -out from the, shadow of the porch. | “Darling, I'm not coming down,” Gloria said. "I just cai't. It wouldn't be right. You shouldn't have asked me to do such a horrid thing!" Without answering, Dick crossed the lawn and started his car. | Gloria lay in bed listening to the sound of it. She heard it for a long | time, and she knew that Dick had| out on Commonwealth avenue, to take one last look at the house he had built for her. along a name of river | golf . . = What a boy he was! | At twenty she was more worldly wise than Dick, in spite of his mmy1 years and his reputationas a lawye! He wae like wax in her hands. She could make him utterly miserable by refusing him a kiss,, And when she | was tender he would wlllingly £o| through fire and water for her! He sald s0. When she did kiss him, she was never thrilled by it. What ex- cited her was the power that Kiss gave her over him! Yes, Diek was made about her. He would give her anything she asked far. And'she was not going to be slow in asking for the things - she waftad . . . leisure, love and lux-| Gloria's first thought the® next morning was “This is my wedding day." Her second was “This s the last morning 1-shall have to wake up in this dingy old room, thank good- She hated everything in it, from the battered brdss bed to the imita- tion ivory, tollet set. Commoén conjunction, Fish chught around New Eog- | | its surroundings on the course. mantie, but it’s full of lovely shops and restaurants. And we shall stop at the Ritz . . . and be very smart and Ritzy!"” Dick had laughed. her way. 8o when a certain across the country that Novem- ber night, Mr. and Mrs. Richare Gregory were on it. Their drawing room was packed with brides’ roses, “You're like a rose, yourself, my little Glory! All mine at last!” Dick murmured. His arms hed her close. his eager lips pressed down hungri- ly upon hers that were so . smooth and cool, + (To Be Continued Tomorrow) And ehe had train rolled CROSSWORD PUZZLE land. . Refreshing beverage at club house, . Light cotton fabric (tnkeyed letter * . Something age. Tq sight the ball. . A tear in the clothes Altogether. . Kind. One more stroke than yoiir op- ponent. makes. One.who encourages crror A stroke to land lall putting green. To be present at 28.<Lack of power to co-ordinate “voluntary muscular move: ments (or whi I can’t play) Low, heavy clouds. A small hole in the turf. Toward. @ Second note in scale: . Some. Mongy paid to the “pro. To. retire or reéede. . Played on grofind instead @ fting ball. \ . Upon. 8. To sin. 50, Tree with tough . To thrust. 54, To ¥ine. 6. Perigd. . Partidf verb to be. secured cold put in bever- or wood G N EEDOMICIORIAL T E & REMOBIARL