New Britain Herald Newspaper, April 22, 1925, Page 4

AW BRELALY DAILY HEKALD, WRUNESUAY, APRIL 22, 1920, A Wife’s Confessional Adele Garrison' [ F REVELATIONS OF A WIFE “Of Course He's Steve,” Mother Graham to Madge, N W with 1 My Sald | at is the matter st o lis- d the question made or us opp! t IgBURY and he to her room Richard keep on peremp- fo put g him a counter weause T tense was or he to compare y own, T had no op- to him by Mot} D servation nusual 1 in his face and a cyes utterly ns of Dicky's vit ity to speak im Graham and U lion hown me lines 1 his or- I was n bis mother's r between us. it a edict, also, T knew from experience, 1f there be any alm in for art or worry, it the arms pratt a What Ts Worrying Dicky? “Why, have 4 anything with Tim?" 1 asked and a keen mar That 1 Gilead 1 les and le of ATenild: you notice She sniffed shot at me m * witl there s something im which you are 1 me," she suid acid- Margaret, you ny over o be Richard's nobody would way I'm left out ind treated like no business a I who ought to be her face turn- the ma not ready Naw, needn't my eyes, mot ot look here, to pu Lapper thoug try wool e interrupted her ruthlessly, for the old familiar it w she would ge which unpleasant rious con- or weak g all signals. l knew that not stopped effective work herself up into a would ¥ bo most for me, ht have sc in not ¢ peremptorily. nything I know rur from i'fl\z Adventures you. by dohuny T will have Raggedy Ann ‘Ot Wouldr and with ning stay, and if you will, 2 nice, “ewmiming little my magic and ¥ magic grocery wish and have and every ng, little woodland her: “Thank 50 Taggedy Ann and told the little be very pleasar we must run more adventures “Aha a gruff « adyentues you vom an ady ' And out of t! like you i in t to stay cun- Toofle to have you 1 build wit little town 1 1V will hou Andy but of you Raggec magician, “Tt , we know olea er wish, will | you will not N & bushes sprang i E 1 1 1 © dobmm Orete So he staffied Raggedy Rght into the large pow Andy {as much as did my and Ka%ged y Andy ‘Illlll( CorT FROM LESLIE ' TO RUTH BURKLE, CONTINUE dear, whenever 1 » Now Phass of Ruth, | happily you und Walter, {ber right, dear, you were *[livlously in love with him, fided tn me at all. But T have no- ticed that he has not been his usual jovial, care-free self for some time, and I have worricd about it. What think?" | think of not de- for a long time you were not sure that you would marry him at all. You mustn't let your wane, dear. it you do tiink there s something {n the makeup of the modern man and woman that prevents them living together in peace and contentment after the cercmony of marriage has been perform over them, ik Takeaia and | Untll you were married, my own EaIGe Tar an- | father and ‘mother had always been | the example to which 1 pointed with Aol think. T've [Fride. Usually someone when [ you supposo |SPoke of them, said, with a super do |clllous smile that my parents were of an older generation and that they did not point a moral, however much they might adorn my tale, With you and Walter it fs entirely different, and as long as you, my triends, my dear friends, stay Itke you are—devoted to each other —I will not despair. Somehow, somewhere, sometime, 1 shall hope that Jack and 1 will come to the place of perfect understanding and entering in, find contentment supreme 1 received a letter from my mother yesterday and she told me surprising news. Karl Whitney has been writing poetry. T am enclosing for do you Mother Calms I imagine that the of concern in my Down genuine note pacitied her At any angry volce words, | 1, the rate her eyes soften from Lee she 1o to afrald - don't to him, the the tramp Mother ey hich very stened tc you as- know your alize that he gry over any- s himself to worry son we 1 he The man enough to wou furiously that { who call the ‘Steve’ will one in that I know,” som would 1 rtheless, she sighed. “But terribly h Iln\!ll- ated ne Oh, Margare Richard v PRES. rrm( of it that mother sent to me. married people T think of [son would sy that prayer each day And If T rememe- [he would find himsclf not only a In fact, | honeymoon | 1 shall | | mere Karl calls It a prayer ‘for every m.; T think it is not only splendia blank verse, but also if every per. happler but a better man, The God to whom Kar] appeals s not a personal one to bo swayed by [the slily requests of mortals who seldom know what they want, He is a Great Impersonal Force Whose Is for the whole world and Whose Justice is like His sympathy —somethfng which wraps the whole wide world about it and like the skye| bends above a suffering world, T can not help but speak of my admiration for this poem. For al it has helped me to see the | ason for a good many things that Im. hothered me greatly, | I think perhaps, dear Ruth, !hu, I have made my little world center | too much within myself, T have | not realized that there were other | people, millions and millions of them, | and other things, trilllons and! trillions of them, which were a part | of God's great unlverse, If He be!| they must have His pro- and justness as much as I | Karl has absolutely settled this for | me. T am only a part of the great scheme, and as such T will try to fill my place and not shirk my duty, | or usurp another's rights (Copyright, 1925, NEA Serviee,Inc.) -...4,- on TOMORROW—This letter con- | |¢nuca, e | A L ES she clutched my dress con- vulsively. “Tomorrow is the day you set for Steve to come out here and ot the rest of that hundred dol- lars. How are you going to man- age it with Richard here?” Her body was fairly shaking with | nervous fear, her tgin fingers twin- ing themselves together, her eyes burning their question 4nto mine. | s evidently had forgotten worry over Dicky's hehavior, though T was afraid this ot ror was much worse for “I'l manage it, never fear," T as- serted with far more confidence than T felt. My husband’s presence the farmhouse was sure to ham- materially fn my plan to and foil the blackmalling who had so ferrorized my n-law “And you're mis- ahout his getting the rest of that hundred dollars. He'll prove that he's the man h is before I hand him over cent.” M the idea Mann y have an incorrect cause of fainting, Mre. learned. al- k of d of Iainting is cansed by blood flow to the brain, too much. a ins ting the proper supply of blood that placed in a lying posi- the head lower than the i atients are at with per me meet tramp mother. taker The gerous because the the feet. Often it is advisable head hang over the side of a bed for a few minutes. sitting position is very People have died simply head was not lower than to let the a or Or a couch | ON of |chalr HEALTH Lack of Blood Causes Fainting ———— may be inverted and the pa tient placed on the back of it with the head down and the hips up. This causes the blood to return | ot the brain. Smelling salts ma > held to the | It is because the brain is not get- | nose and hoat applied over the heart to stimulate its action. Windows and doors should opened. Plenty of fresh air needed. Unfasten the clothing be is to dan- | permit free circulation of the blood. (old water may be sprinkled upon the and the hands As 800 as the patient {s able to' swallow a little fresh water or spirits, If one can obtain them, may be given. stan 1161.‘ close to ching at my V\urd\ she v 1 to She was still me, with her hand dress but at my last stepped back as 1f she t a better vision of it do vou Not . 1 remember his fz ¢ll — as If it were Rich- my mean? Steve? Of f KaggedyAnn Gruelle ' cougars. “If you made heef would taste ottle pa it on the Loil from the stove, as soon we will pnt 1t ugar please gar,” R .Ei.'m]\ cougar cook the pot first 18 may {1 “Cert 1 ’ 1 rom their favorite sport, rn away long t0 y know about bascball given to them in puzzle teh in the center con- v 1o seevral words, s Wursts Andy ske Horizontal ded laboriously to fession Goddess for her) top of of peace (umpires Liquid that bees produce range stio FAaoniar ¢ ows on the head ap of stonas erect Vertical Am ( pictn ¥ c:m Y N sERvICE. NG an Cupid and the bumble both have wings and both of them can sting you. Dz bee | Measure of Drops of cap: aren | Mother tand THE STORY S0 FAR: Glorla Gordon, pretty young flap- per, marries Dick Gregory, a strug- gling lawyer, Hor idea of married I\fe s good times, good clothes, but no children! Glorla has hysterics wHhen Diok suggests that she do her own house- work, Ho borrows his mother's maid, Maggle, to teach Gloria to cook, But Glorla won't learn, Stanley Wayburn, an actor with whom Gloria had been in love, calls on her, Dick sees him leave the house, Gloria tells him that the man was an interfor decorator. Glorla invites Wayburn to housc-warming. gnlze him, During the evening Gloria sees Wayburn kissing her friend, Myra | Gail. Becoming reckless, she drinks too much, and faints away while dancing with Dr. John Seymour, whose wife, «May, is in love with | | Jim Carewe. The party breaks up when Lola Hough “bawls out” BIll, her husband, for indiscriminete “petting.”” Then the disgusted Mag- | gie quits her job. Gloria hires a new hild Swanson, at $18 a week. Gregory calls to scold Gloria for glving a drinking party. ‘While she is doing this Dick comes home, NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY As soon as Dick came into the room Mother Gregory rose to go. She gathered her furs around her shoulders and adjusted the veil on her imposing hat. “I just ran in to have a little chat with Glory,” she said smiling | as pleasantly as any afternoon caller. “But T must run along, now. Perhaps yow'll come along and tuck me into my car, Richard?" Gloria watched her tall huspand his mother walk down to the curbstone. They stood talking be- | side Mother Gregory's car. “About me, I'll bet!” Gloria sald | to herself. ‘Why had Mother Gregory utoppnd scolding her the minute Dick came | into the room, Glory wondered. Was it because she didn't want to upset Dick and his delicate stom- ach by a quarrel? Or was it because she didn't want | him to know that she was interfer- ing in Glory's affairs . . . in the, running of her house? If that was the case, up her mind that she'd tell malid, Glory made | Dick | | just what Mother Gregory had waid to her! . She's let him know that | his mollh‘r couldn't come into their | ! house and try to arrange their lives for them! The .very idea of her trylng to| tell Glory whether she was to scrve hard lquor or lemonade at her par- ties! It was none of her business! s e e ke ll\r funyy mother's in-law in just the “Your mother: papers, into the house. to tell me T shouldn't have cocktails at last night's party. Gosh, 1'd hate to sit through one ef her bone-dry dinners. They must be ghas Dick didn’'t answer her. He stood | watching her futile efforts to wipe | gome stains from the hall mirror. “Here, give me that duster!” he said finally. “You ehinny upstairs and make the heds. I'll clean up, down here. . .. I'm the world's best parior malid, if you only knew it!" Glory stood watching him for a minute or two . . In his own way, Dick was quite | good-looking, she thought. He was tall and thin, And there was an eager look in his face . . . in the quick movements of his body . that made him seem aplendidly | allve. “ghe's been trying . ... Of course he wasn't hand- some, like Stan Wayburn Gloria knew every detafl of Stan Wayburn by heart. The cleft in his chin, his polished black halr, jce-blue eyes . .. and his thrilling way of looking at you. Dick came toward her across the living room, -nm\ng the vacuum | sweeper ahead of as he came. He left broad dusty streaks on the rug behind him Glory laughed. “Gosh, but you're ob of house cleaning:” Dick dropped the sweeper and caught her in his arms to Kiss ay her laughter. " Glory cried her strength mhe him doing a bum With all from her and ran upstairs. . . . To slip home 1 by res Musical note Hence, No Preposition of Point of comp | trick - i o - .l askir Horlick's The ORIGINAL Malted Milk . ForInfants, Invalids, 8 The Aged Nourishing— Digestible—No Cooking. ¥ Avoid Imitations = Substitutes wasn't | one, tan Wayburn had held Myra in arms just that way last night!| The very thought of him was like a knife twisting in her heart. What was there about Myra Gail {hat made all the men fall in love h\ her, Glory wondered. with her sullen gray eyes, even pretty. She talked | very little in her drawling, husky 8 with Myra, She did not try to please any- | particularly It must be her clothes that made her so alluring . . . that turned the Glory decided, For there was no doubt that Myra wonderful clothes. She bought | in Paris. Glory stopped ¥ hem making beds and opened the door of her clothes- | new scorn hanging there. A few weeks ago when she had bought {hem for her trousseau she had thought them beautiful. Now she say that there were too ruffies on them, too many too much fringe, Even the were wrong! : should be subtle greens and dusky grays like Myra wore . . . Instead of bright blues and frantic reds. Well, w sh With a dresses many buttons, colors dn't have clothes ke Myra's » wanted them? Of course, if she asked Dick for them he would be sure to say he couldn’t afford them for her. But she wouldn't ask him! would simply go and buy them! After all, it was no crime to have a few becoming clothes, was it? . She would buy a dress n! cream and amber to match heér skin and halr! She would buy black velvel to set she it s Dick instantly rec- | Rang- | she said when Dick cnnm‘ had | she said. | pushed him away | she surveyed | They | s there any reason why | She | oft the pearly whiteneas of her neck and arma! , . . And a scarf of real lace llke foam along the edge of a wave! She would beat Myra Gall at her own game! Btan would never look at Myra agaln! Not when he saw Glory with her loveliness dressed as it never had been dressed before! | She wished that it were Monday ! morning Instead of late Saturday afternoon .., . 80 that she could go downtown and begin to shop, then and there! By the time Glory had made the twin beds and had hung a neat row of face towels in the bathroom, it | was dark. Downstairs she could hear the faint rattle and clatter of dishes. She supposed that Dick had finlshed straightening the house in his slap- dash man's way, and was washing | the glasses from last night's bout. 8he fluffed up her hair, dabbed her nose with a powder puff, and started downstalrs, Halfway down the flight of stops she stopped. From the Kkitchen | came the rich odor of broiling ham. ] Dick must be getting supper! ilory had a sudden feeling of distaste for the house with its re- minders of last night's hilarity, She wanted to get out of it . . . to go somewhere, To a restaurant. Ang where, .+« Above all she wanted not to be alone all evening with Dick. She ran into the kitchen. | Dick had on one of Maggle's ging- ham aprons. He was standing be- fore the stove, brandishing a toast- | ing fork. | “Oh, take that thing off!" Glory | eried. hate to see a man in an | apron, fussing around the kitchen. | It doesn’t look manly!” | Dick took off the apron | handed it to her, “Well, if my wife doesn't know | how to cook, and won't try to learn ‘to cook, T ean't starve, can 17" he | asked. “Somebody’'s got to get our supper. . . ."” “I don't suppose it's occurred vo | you that there are restaurants in ‘!hl! town?" Glory asked eaucily. “And anyway it's Saturday night . Wwe ought to go out and u|o|1||d a bit.,” She turned out the gas under the brofler, “Going out to eat is just twice as | expensive as eating at home,” said Dick. “And, gosh, I'm tired after| | staying up nearly all last night. I'm | all in, as a matter of fact. ., . | Come on, Glory, be a sport. for ! once, and say you'll have a m»a | ham sandwich at home!” “Not a chance!” Glory cried, "] didn't have any lunch today, and ! I'm as hungry as a bear. So hitch up the car, old thing, and we'll | drive downtown for supper. And maybe and we'll get wlld after- ward and go 10 a movie, eh wot?” | She ran upstairs, whistling as she went. . Dick stood | untidy kitchen. . alone in the bright | He was still shaky from his at- | | tack of “fiu” earlier in the week. His head and his eyes ached. He | was tired to the point of nausea, He wondered how he could sit| | through a restaurant meal and a| | moving picture show afterward. . . He put on his hat and went out |to the garage to start the car. TUpstairs in her room Glory was ! pinning on a black lace hat she had bought in Montreal during her honeymoon, | Ah, she had not gone wrong on | that hat! It was perfect. It cast faint shadows under her | eves, and brought out the ivory of er skin. | ' She was twice as beautiful that hat as in any other hat she ever had on her head! And why . Because it had cost twice as | much as any other one that &he | had ever owned. Oh, there was no getting away from the fact that mnybody could be good-looking who had good- | Jooking clothes! . . . and when you | had bezuty to start with as sheshad well, you were just plumb crazy it you didn’t insist upon beau- tiful clothes to bring it out! They were your due. . They were her . And, by have them! she would “Rikky-tikky-tavy,” Glory said when they were seated in the Soda Shoppe. “I hope you meant what yon said this morning when you told me T could hire a new mald | to take Maggie's place.” Dick looked up from the dinner menu, “Why?” he asked hired one alre Glory nodded, “I was going to talk to you about that, tonight, and it slipped my mind,” Dick said. “I was going to ask you if you could get along with | a laundress and aning woman for a while. . . Somehow or other, | it's costing us more to live than 1 figured it would, and I'm no mil- lionairc, you know.” Giéry drew lines on the cloth thoughtfully, “I've hired an awf [ine: Sweaish® gicte after a time. “She all the work in our house Dick gave the waiter the order for dinner. “How much are her? he asked “Eighteen dollars a week,” said bravely. hteen llars a week! re- peated Dick. “Great Scott, Glory. you must have lost your mind! 1 can't afford to pay a matl $18 a week and board her, besides! Itli | cost me $100 a month, easily. ¥ | can’t do it, honey T just haven't got the money “I've told her to start work the morning, and she's coming,” Glory sald. “So we'll have to keep her for a little while.’ * She raised her limpld eves. | Across the restaurant at a corner table sat Stanley Wayburn. He was looking straight at her. (To Be Continned Tomorrow) “You haven't have you?" table- | nice-look- remarked, you going to pay Glory in Furniture, m!omnl!u‘! [estate are favored in | Ads this week. for bargains, and ceal the Classifiad Watch fhem close.y bat | in | DAILY FASH TON NERVICR = RAINBOW FROCK IS HERE “The rainbow frock" s the name glven to this Parls importation of sllk with waves in rainbow color< ings. A band of black finishes the skirt and full side panels give the proper swing. The bodice is close- fitting and sleeveless, Gossip’s Corner Aloohol on Varnish It alcohol is spilled on varnigh, wash with water immediately or pour on oll. Avold Strong Aclds Do not use strong aclds or alka- I1s on metals connected with plumb- ing. + Rugs That Won't Curl To keep small rugs from curling, | sew some stiff material-Tike buck- | ram or haircloth on the underside |of the corners. Keep Soup Simmering simmering point all the time it 1s cooking will be lacking in flavor. Cook Puddings Slowly All puddings that should smooth and creamy such as cus- | tard, bread, rice, tapioca and the | like should bake or steam slowly | Lemon with Rice A teaspoonful of lemon juice to a ated when bolled. Emergency Lunches For emergency lunches keep on your kitchen shelf a jar of salad dressing, a can of salmon, tuna fish and sardines as well as pickles, eatsups and relishes, Velveteen Used Since velveteen was so smart for winter it is not surprising to find velveteen suits stressed for spring. Long Ties on Dress A blue serge dress, beltless and very plain as to line, has white col- lars and cuffs of nique and A soup that is not kept at the| | quart of water will make rice very | white and keep the grains separ- ' long | I'ties of American beauty and purple:[ | | be | as they are tough it cooked rapidly. I taffeta, Take It Out o¢ Once Never let anything remaln can after you open it | Washing Gilt China Never use much soap on gill china. in ¢ | Break{ast—Stewed rhubarh, broil- ed bacon, soft cooked eggs, brand !and raisin muffins, milk, coffee. ‘ Luncheon—Cream of asparagus |and tomato soup, croutons, minced | mutton with rice, brown bread, po- tatog pudding, milk, tea. tatoes, spinach, molded checse salad, {orange short cake, whole wheat bread, milk, coffee, Creamed potatoes, spinach and whole wheat bread and milk furnish a nourishing meal for small persons | under school age. Even a two-year old child may eat this “dinner,” pro- |vided the dinner hour i{s early enough to accommodate his bedtime, | Since mecat was*served at noon | time no meat ig planned for the eve- I ning meal for juniors. Cream of Asparagus and Tomato Soup One bunch asparagus, 1 thick sliec onfon, 2 whole cloves, 2 &prigs pars- ley, 1 cup strained tomatoes, 2 cups white stock or water, 4 tablespoons !butter, 3 tablespoons flour, tea- spoon salt, 2 cups milk, yolk 1 czg, % cup eream, few graing paprika. Helmeh for Milady 1% v s as its best = Above nds us these suggestion for milady's is a A cerise cap made of gray cap decorated straw designs with Dinner—Baked ham, creamed po- | chapeaus A small bunch of asparagus con. taining 10 to 12 stalks is used| Wash and cut off the heads to use] in the soup as a garnish. Cook inf slightly salted boiling water untill |tender. Rub through a coa strainer and return to the sauce pun | with the watcr in which the aspara BUS was cor I Add onion, clove: parsic i tomatoes and stock |or water. Cover and simmer 20| minutes. Melt butter, stir in flou: and slowly add milk, stirting con] stantly. Add salt and v table mix.| ture and cook five minutes. Rubl |again through a sieve and reheat, Beat yolk of egg slightly with cream| and stir into hot soup. Do not let| the soup boil after adding egg and| cream, Cook the heads of the as| paragus separa in a little boiling] water. Add the water to the aspara- gus and tomato mixture and keep| the tips hot until needed. Add thel tips to the soup just vefore serving.| The egg yolk and cream may bel omitted if a rich soup iIs not neccs-| Potato Pudding Two cups mashed potatoes. 3 eggs, 2 cups milk, % cup sugar, 1-8 tes spoon szlt, 1 teaspoon cinnamon. Left-over mashed potatoes or fresh hot mashed potatoes seasoned as for {the table can be used in this recipe. 3eat eges slightly with sugar and It. Add milk and cinnamon and pnn’\)' Mix thoroughly. The pou- tatoes must be perfectly blended with the milk and the mixtures made smooth. Turn into a buttered bak- ing dish and bake 30 minutes in a moderat hot Serve with peach sauce, | (Copyrignt, oven, 19 NEA Service, Inc.) 'MOTHER! “California Fig Syrup” Dependable Laxative for Sick Baby or Child Mother! .ven a cross feverish, bilious or constipated chil¢ loves the pleasant taste of “Cali fornia Fig Syrup” and it never fails to open tie bowels. A teaspoonfu today may prevent a sick chlld to morrow Ask your druggist for gen “California Fig Syrup” which directions for babies and children @ all ages printed on bottle. Mothet; You mus y “California” or you may get an imitation fig syrup. Hurry