New Britain Herald Newspaper, June 5, 1925, Page 18

Adele Garrisen's ife’s Confessional New Phase of REVELATIONS OF A WIFE fhe Wall of Conjecture Which Madge and Katherine Face plank wall, however you g it Katherine went on, While | waited, nkowing that 1 wou'/| Lest get the detalls of Fanny s quesr actions Ly keeping Tnoa Pow hinges hers, this she sald t it were genuine, ervihing appears to indicate, 1o reason to think that she if her somnambulism wus nnam verylthing valking," bullsm to wss radio Her talents are wasted the stage.” the pat- feet for frowned and studied queer in the the thing. she g there, pretending leep, and watching her cneath my eyelids. Her was so regular and that 1 = up in of when bed, then and walked without it even R 4 and 1 regular breathing ves are like 4 islike for tha the way she believe she and, of satistied her- » she in jarkens the before the ight line to looking around rimp in my theory nming. What did reached the hall?" thing that he did net | I wondered > that the hall was ‘walked swiftly and sure- Lillian's door, tried it twice, with no glance around. her steps as quickly and sly as she had come. The know Don't Know All of It.” don't know all of it Kat retorted quickly. “After signalled you to leave the room she shivered and twitched and wept and all reactions of a fthoro frightened said before, If she were faking, she way ed you “You But you Al the ghly | gave a most realistic performance. And it stands to reason that she | would be more cautious qf dlscovs ery If she were trying to get to that valise of hers in Lilllan's room, | which is, of course, what she's after. There's quite a bit of real money tucked away in that besides the rolls of counterfeit bills, Lil- lian dells me." | “Enough to from here" take her a long way 1 assented, absent-{ mindedly. Then 1 straightened my- | selt quickly and volced the intul- tion which had flashed upon me. “But, Katherine," 1 argued, “lsn't she cunning enough to figure out that somnambullsm was her best bet? ©Of course, it she has been faking all along she's wild to get | at the money in the valise. Her only chance of getting it apparently lay open to her just now, but it she is as cunning as you think her, she is too clever to underestimate you." ou mean” sald aKtherine breathlessly, "that she may easily have suspected that we were laying a trap for her Of course, she couldn't be sure ‘of it, but, on the hand, she couldn't be sure | we weren't, She was desperate to got to Lililan's room and this lp-r peared to be her only opportunity. Therefore, she may have planned to carry out every detail of somnam- bulism if she were caught on her expedition.” “That Sounds Far Fetched.” Katherine stared at me, evident- ly considering the pros and cons of my ftheory, and 1 hastened to add | an amendment | “Of course, 1 know that sounds very far-fetched,” 1 said, “and no doubt the girl is really as afflicted as she appears, but 1 ‘In the meantime the cat of the story book, who watches the mouse hole so faithfully, isn’t going to have a thing on little Katrina she sai, rising and stretching her arms. “By the way, have you anything on | or the next hour or two?" | “Nothing except an interview with Motffer Graham, which can be staged anytime today,” I returned. | . “Then I'm going to ask you fo sit here fo ran hour while T go into | my own room and snatch forty winks with two eyes shut instead | of one." “If yow'll make it two hours I'll do it T retorted, looking anxlous- ly at her 'pallid face. Can you really spare that long?' she asked, and the query told me other As T| how fatigued she was, for Kather-| .o ine rarely asks quarter. ?9 andKfi by Jo thumped each other 1 out, Mr. Grab- at upon’the steps aving until they were tire by and Mr. Tinkie and looked very sad Rag i and Rag- gedy Andy if you will not trust me to climb up the ladder into my up- stairs and puff the magic forgetful- ness powder upon them " Mr. Grab- | by asked. good ‘How will % ever capture way me 1o will be for| you to let Mrs. Wungle Witteh's magic po' nd climb up | ta, the window and puff it upon the | Raggedys.!"” | I shall not!” Mr. Grab- | very decidedly, “I can't| As soon as you capture | raggedys, you would make | for you, but you would let them do any Svork | as it is my house and e magic powder, it is t'1 climb up the Rag- Indeed by said trust you the them work selfishly not for me. Ar as 1 only the gedys adder and capture Pinkie?” Rag of the win- it look to you as if does not him when he 10w Mr wish you to t yosn't Grahby very selfishly e with captures us “Indeed! Tt does!” eried. “And I 4o not Mr. has the or ladder, Grabby hay will the Mr. Tinkie | care whether | @ not abby It is my ne w : dow 2 I see you h Mr. ve quite & 1nt Raggedy Ann of sense Tinkis!" being quite sil'y shily!” ‘ has the cricd as he s tongue at Mr. Grabby. ely the atures ! this, imaelf arr. il rame Tinkie in £g Grahby cont hia at and Mr, ey wers very quiet. her head ont of 4. “Listen ive the nd raia " Raggrdy Aca cried Did vou aked ably of Gravty Listen T dldn't hear a ti Mr. T “Not & sound! Gradhby ™ Mr. G re- hen it surely must have baen ce Zes!" Iapsgdy Andy said Ahn's sace but- ling ralecatevouciy evarycoe knows, 1as fer A ery of the Whee Zee ia perfcet gllence! There it“gees again!” Rag- edy Ann and Raggedy Andy -had ho! thei* hands over their sidg to keep from g g out! But Mr, Grapby and Mr ew Niageedy w mo 1oud 23(‘ e,m‘h | the window and Tne Adventures f Raggedyhmn nd Tinkie began to grow uneasy when erything was so very, very still. And at each silent place, the Rag- gedys would cry, “There it goes again! The Whee e is getting closer every second.” until the two mean créatures could not stand it any more. I shall run to my home and lock the door!” Mr. Tinkie said. “I shall not stay here to be eaten by a fierce ! wild Whee Zee!” “And T shall go with you!" Grabby said as he jumped to teet. Just then, Raggedy Andy threw the broom out of the window and hit Mr. Tinkie upon the head, and the handle bounced and hit Mr. Grabby upon the head, So with a loud ery, Mr. Tinkie ang Mr. Grab- by raced for Mr. Tinkie's house as fast as they could go and as soon as they inside, they locked the door and pesped out of window. And as they peeped they saw the Raggedys climb ou jown the ladder. Mr. his were of I want a hushand with push and get-up—one who will push e baby carriage and get up and light the fire. ASK YOUR NEIGHBOR %o rrany thousands womer peen restored to by Jia E. Pinkham’s Vegstable Com- at thers is hardly a nelgh- borhood in Any eity, town ar Fam et in this equatry whersin some have L nound woman Lias not found health in this| herd | goo2 old-fashioned root remedy. Tt you are suffer some womaniy ill, why and from u Hera's a veal jazs costume, with the netes running about the hem' of the sMet, blouse und sleeves, The material is navy blue jersey cloth and the notes are white kasha cloth, Paris Favors Chin Veil This new chin ved that is being introddced in Paris is of eighteenth century inspiration and adds an un- denlable mystery to the most honest countenance. These veils are very coarse mdsh and are worn with of | rolled turbans. P ALK Here are some simpie facts worth remembering Vinegar renders beets indigestible i Use lemon juice instead. In nutritive value cels all other root best prepared by e ing parsnip ex- tables. It fs | ing or steam- Carrots chiefly valuable juices, which contain Sweet apples will leave ach in one and one turnips and parsnips are for their fresh nMneral salts stom- are eaten honrs, Colds are caught table more draughts. at dining often Baked potatoes leave the ON HEALTH | ARE YOU FAT? EAT LETTUCE e e et stomach three hours after they are mashed potatoes in two “hildren should be tralned early to mnake use of sweet fruits instead of cane sugar. lLettuce furnishes valuable salis nd vitamines. It is especially ef- fective in the diet of those who are fat Such persons should eat large quantities of lettuce at the begin- ning of every meal. As dressing use eating and wrong drinking ill-temper, while correct correct drinking factli- eating from [tate improvement in one's Aanoal- tion F HORIZONTAL Convinces Roves everage Ebb and flow of the ocean (pl) Unequal conditions Before compass note in scale a-toed sloth a To st Strap of tt spring e br ram i o pad or Fiver secure pia A fop Stir . Py Night A 8 Complete despondency Summed VERTICAL Assaults Prophet ning te punishmer yarate inclde try L7 ¥or a groat many yeers Lydia | Pinkham's Vegetable Compound has Been resioripe sick wemen of Americp to heaith and strergih THE STORY S0 FAR: Gloria Gerdon, beautiful flapper, marries Dick Gregory, a struggling lawyer, Her idea of marriage {s fun and fine elothes , . . but no work er ehildren, She refuses pbintblank to do her own heusework, and hires a maid. But Dick has to let the mald go, ber onuse he can't afford to pay ‘Ther wages. Gloria has swamped him with debts fer her clothes and a new automebile, 8She becomes Infatuated with Stanley Wayburn, an actor, She lendg him money, and finally, when he leaves town to go to New York, Gloria follows him, He spurs her, tellipg her he has just married a Russlan actress. Then Glorla tries to land a job as a chorus girl and fails, Discouraged, she comes home to Dick, He takes her back, but not as his wife, One night Gloria lqaves him to work late at the office with Susan Brigge, his secretary. While Gloria is at home alone, the house {s robh- bed. Dick doesn't get home until al- most morning. Gloria wonders if he was with Miss Briggs all that time But next morning she learns that he was at the house of Dr, John Seymour, who had killed himself be- cause of the love affair that existed betwen his wife May and Jim Carewe. | Glorla goes to Dick's office to tell ‘him about the robbery, and to make one last attempt’to win him again. . e NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY “Mr. Gregory's gone out to lunch,” Miss Briggs told Gloria. “But he ought to be back soon. If you'd like to, you ean sit down and walt for him. You won't disturb me at all.” . She went on with her typewriting. Gloria glared down at her smooth head, bent over the machine. ... Bhe guessed she had a p: fect right to sit in her husba office without walting for Miss Briggs' permission! And if she wanted to disturb Miss Briggs, she could dq that, too. Watch her! She took off her hat.and.tossed it down carelessly on Miss Briges’ desk. It bounded off onto the floor. Gdoria picked it up and handed it to Miss Briggs. «Just brush that thing off,” she sald impudently. ‘ Miss Briggs looked up at her in surprise. Then she flushed deeply. But without a word she wiped the dust from Gloria’s hat with a hand- towel that she took from a drawer of her desk. Then she hung it on the rack be- hind her. “Look up our burglary insur: while you're on your feet, Briggs!” Gloria snapped. From under her thick lashes, she watched Miss Briggs go to the files on the other, side of the room, and Jook for the insurance papers. “Here they are, Mrs, Gregory,” she sald quietly, as she handed them | to Glorfa. “And ' no% call up the police and tell them we had a robbery at our house last night,” Gleria direeted her. “Tell them all our table silver was stolen. It was worth ahout $200 . ..in case they ask you." Miss Briggs stood looking L’luwn‘ | at her for a moment. | “Wouldn't it be better if vou talked to them yourself, Mrs, Greg- | ory? she asked in a low tone. “They're sure to ask a lot of ques- | tions that I won't know how to an- swe Gloria met her lookcoldly. “Will you please do what I told you to?” she drawled. Miss Briggs bit her lips. Tt was on the end of her tongue to tell Gloria that not she, but Dick, was her employer. But, because of | Dick, she said nothing. $he picked up the phone and called the police, They asked a dozen questions, and at last Gloria | | took the ,instrument from her, and | answered them. “I'il send a man out right away to look things over,” the deep, mas- | culine voice at the other end of the wire told her. “There have been 2 | Jot of burglarjes in that neighbor- hood lately.” . -ance. Miss | .« As Gloria turned away from the | telephone, it suddenly decurred to her that there was no one at the | house to admit the man from police | headquarters when he got there, “On, well," she thpught, careless- \, “what's the diff? He can come | back later.” She didn't want him going through her house, now, any- | way. The beds were still unmade, although it was afternoon, and the dirty dishes from yesterday’s lunch | were still piled in the greasy sink. For some reasoh or other, an old English poem that her mother used 10 tell her when she was lazy, flash- ed into Gloria's brain. It told about a collier's sloppy wife, who loved to gossip and hated to work. One eve- ning he was killed at the mine, And when they brought his body home “the slut ran up to make the bed.” the poem said with brutal frank- ness. Oh, well, after she had seen Dick and fixed things up with him, she'd go homa and stralghten -the house, Gloria promised herself. She would honestly try to be a better | housewife from now on. . . . wich?" Miss Priggs’ Jow voice broke in upon her thoughts. ghe had opened & package of sandwiches, and a thermos = bot- tle stood on her desk. From it came a thin cur] of steam and the | fragrant smell of coffee. | |1 alw bring my lunch from | | home." Mrs. Gregory. “I find I can !\‘ | afford to eal around at restaurants. . Wil you have some coffee with . No, thanks” Oloria answered coldly She was very hungry but| | sne coulan’t very well eat salt with Miss Briggs when she hated her as she did | ""Ang she dia hate her! She hated Miss Briggs lovely voice and the Jainty way she ate . . . everything about her. . Glorjs watched her siyly. There really was something attract! about, the woman. But, of course, $he wasn't pretty the way Gloria | | Won't yoy have a lettuce sand- || Bhe curled herself up like a kit ten In a big chair in the sunny cor- ner by the windows, She teok out her vanity case and looked at hers self In its little mirror. Then her eyes traveled to Miss Briggs' face, No—Busan Briggs at her best couldn’t hold a candle to her when It came to looks, Her eyes were lovely, but there were fine crows' fet at the corners of them, And there wers shadows at the corners | of Miss Briggs' mouth that would | be deep, cgrved wrinkles in a few years. . .. .Was 18 possible that Dick was | in love with this plain little woman who was at least eight years older than his beautiful young wife? But perhaps he had tired of her just because she was his wife, Glo- | ria thought gleomily. She had heard | May Seymour often in her filp | bitter way that ne man loved his | wife after the first flush of married | life was gone, . .. May Seymour! 8he of all women, | Everyone In SHhoTanglex | Night Letter from Sally Atherton, in Albany, to John Alden Prescott Have just seen the papers. Can 1 do anything? Planning te leave Tuesday if not. Seems to me the strangest thing I ever heard that Mr. Carton should have dlsap- peared. A man of his well.known | athletic prowess does not disappear | without more of a struggle than | the papers state. What can it mean? Love to Leslie, Sorry sho is sa il | over it, Ask her if T can do any- thing for her, Sally Atherton. Telegram from Harrict Mabie John Alden Prescolt Have just seen the papers, Have | you heard from Mr, Carton yet?) his office horritied at | the news. We are sending someone over to learn particulars in person. Telegraph us immediately every thing you know, Harriet Mabie, secretary, Cartbn, | Telegram from Mrs, Mary Alden | Prescott to John Alden Prescott o Sydney had least reason for saying a thing | like that! 8he must have known all along how desperately Dr. John cared for her. | A folded newspaper lay on the sill beside Gloria. She picked it up. | It was full of ugly defalls of Dr, John's suicide. On the first | page was & large photograph of | May in a plumed pleture hat. { Poor May! Bhe was fair game for | any gossip today! Everybody's tongue was wagging about her. What a life she was facing! For years and years and years people would remember that her husbnd had killed himself because of her love affair with another man .., the story would hound her to th4 very day she dled. s | No matter where she went, the | tale would follow her. No matter | in what remote corner of the world she tried to hide; there would always be some ong who knew all about | her. ~ For there always was some- body. e. .. People never let you forget your shame, ... Gloria wondered it Jim Car- ewe was worth the misery that was waiting for May, Was any man... any happiness,. . . worth such mis- | ery? v | And what would Jim do now?| Would he marry May when the| scandal had quleted down? . .| Gloria doubted it. Jim wasn't the | “marrying kind.” And suppose he did marry May? | Wouldn't the memory of Dr. John | always be between them, Ilike a | ghostly hand keeping them apart? | Of course it would. . .. He hadn't been able to keep his wife away from Jim Carewe, while he lived. But now that he was dead, | it would probably be easy enough. | “Ugh!” Gloria shivered at the thought of the power the dead can have over the living. g eilie e | Miss Briggs looked up at her. She had cleared away her lunch, and was reading a thin little hook. “I suppose,” she sald to Glorla, “you've heen reading that piece in the paper about Dr. Seymour's sui- | clde. Terrible thing, wasn't it?” | “Horrible,” Gloria agreed. Tt a relief to talk about it to anyone. “Why do you suppose he did such | a thing . ..a successful doctor. | still young, and with everything to live for?” s “perhaps he didn’t-have every-| thing,” she said very quietly. bhody has everything he wants in| this world, nobody! And berides, | T've heard that Dr. Seymour and his | wife didn't get along very well to- gether.” Now who had told her that. . . .| Dick? Neo, no, Mrs. O'Hara of course! She was Miss Briggs' sis- ter as well nurge. She had probably known all ahout his troubles, Gloria said to herselt. These nurses, they found out everybody's business. . . . “Miss DBriggs Gloria asked abruptly. “Did'you ever know why Dr, Seymour and his wife didn’t get along?” Miss Briggs opened her candid eyes. “Why, yes”" she answered “There was some sort of a love af- fair between Mrs. Seymour and a Mr. Carewe, wasn't there? I've heard there was.” Gloria shook her head. “1t wasn't a love affair,” she said “Not what 1'd call a love affair, at May Seymour is my best friend, and 1 happen to knew she | wasn't in love with .Jim Carewe. She used to tear around with him hecause she was lonely. ! was never at home, and May didn't | have many women friends. . . She called Jim her ‘little boy frien: and that's all he was to her know!” lease.) 1§ . Miss Briggs looked at her wi | serambled as Dr. John's “hoss” |V | “What Have just secn the papers. Could | not think of coming over at time, as I had planned., Woulq not | be able to sleep a wink in a house where such things could happen. Have they surely found out that Zoe Ellington and Sydney Carton are guilty? Wil stay here until everything 18 calm again. Hope | Leslie will get her jewels back, but this | think it wrong for anyone to tie up Breakfast — Stewed eggs with toast, milk, coffee, Luncheon — Baked green bea whole wheat and lettuce s wiches, baked custard, orange jum- bles, milk, tea, Dinner — Smothered veal steak, mashed potatoes, creamed carrots, stuffed beet salad oranged straw- berries, sponge cake, graham bread, | milk, coffce. | | If you have never tried combin- | ing strawberries with other fruits, | you have a “treat in store.” For a| family of adults, a thin layer of| sliced bananas between two layers| of strawberrles with orange juice | poured over the whole and the ber- ries sweetened with powdered su- gar adds much to the combination, The fruits should be combined and rhubarb, , rice, crisp | Victorian Ideas Fall Before Modern Flat London, J ne 5 (AP)—The long| fight of the remaining Victorians | against modernism is on the wane. | The high taxes since the war %have | steadily changed the huge eountry estates into farms and subdivisions. | The new soelal system is, of course, radicalism to the Victorian mind, | but today the Victorians who con- | tinue to live in their lofty Mayfair houses are deserting these for inex- | pensive flats | During the last year scores of | Mayfair houses have hecn turned | into self contained flats, while others are plastered with rent and sale signs. Tre latest defections from the ranks of the nineteenth century conservatives are Lady Constance Leslie, and Alice, Countess of Straf- | ford, both famous hostesses of 50 years ago. Lady Constance has sold her *Manchester Square residence where she used to entertain Queen | Glad- | indignant, angry ey “Oh, that's beastly she cried. beastly? What do you mean?” asked Gloria, bewildered. She didn't know what Miss Briges | was talking about “Oh, 1 mean that you could al- most forgive a woman for a great big love afair that had swept her oft her feet!" Suean Briggs sald. “But when you think of a fine man like Dr. John Seymour killing him- self over a ‘parlor £heik’ who hap- pened to amuse his wife. Oh it's sickening! and what a hideous waste! . For Dr. John was needed. Hewas of some use in the world . “Oh, May's not so bad!" Gloria said. She wanted to defend May, | fense of her there was. | he's just made a bofch of| things ." she finished, weakly. | “T guess 1 won't wait any lnngtxi for Dick. I ought to go home.” | She put on her hat bhefore the mirror, fluffed out the dark reddish | s0, mych money in ornaments whei there are relatives In stralghtened clrcumstances, Mary M?“ Prescott, Telegram from Melville Sartorls te Mrs, John Alden Proscott Have just seen the newspapers. Wil you permit me to offer my sympathy at your losa. T remember thinking the night I danced with yau that your pearls were the loves liest T have ever seen. 1 can't think it possible that anything has hap- pened elther “to Miss Ellington or | Mr. Carton, 1 see that you are pros- trated by the terrible experience through which you M gone, 1 need not tell you that T am very sorry. WIII you convey my regards to Mr. Prescott and ask him If T can be of service to him In any way. May I tell you that since & certain night i Albany & straln of tango has been continually runping through my head. 8incerely Melville Sartoris. from Ruth Burke te Leslie Prescott Saw the newspapers just after I got your letter, Write me anything more you may know. Walter is bet- ter but 1 cannot leave him yeot. Poor little Zoe! Bhe certainly’ has not had a very easy life, Advise vou to show Jack your reother's letter. Will write at length. Love Ruth. Telegram TOMORROW — Letter addressed Mre. Leslie Prescott, found in, Zoe HMlington's room. placed on ice for an hour or two before serving. Orange Jumbles One-half cup butter, 1 1.4 cups sugar, 4 tablespoons orange juice, grated rind of one orange, 2 cggs, 2 1.2 cups flour, 2 teaspoons bak- ing powder, 1-4 teaspoon salt. Cream butter and slowly add su- gar, beating until creamy, Beat in orange juice and grated rind. Beat eggs until light and add to''first mixture, Mix and sift flour, salt and baking powder and add to first mix- ture, Knead slightly on molding boarq and roll into a thin sheet. Cut with a doughnnt cutter and bakt in a quick oven. These little cakes are pasticular- 1y good with iced tea or lemonade, (Copyright, 1925, NEA Service, Inc.) stone and many other prominent persons. She |8 oving into an apartment, as is also the countess. Board (;f Control Makes Several Appropriations Hartford, June 5—At thy meeting of the state board of eéntrel yester- |day the sum of $20,000"was voted to the state reformatory at Cheshire for the purchase of a steam-drawn- driven electric generating wet. An |addition of $4,600 was made to the appropriation of $30,000 to the for- est firq warden for the prevention of forest fires, The sum of $190 was voted to the town of Salisbury on account of railroad Indebtedness. 200 BILLS TO CONSIDER Hartford, June 5. — Governor Trumbull has about 200 bills which were enacted by the general assem- bly at the sesslon which closed Wednesgay to consider. Up to ‘the present he has not vetoed a single measure, gold curls around her ears, : As she passed Miss Brigge' desk her eye was .caught by the bright cover of the beok she was reading. It was Rohert Louis Stevenson's “Vailima Letters.’ Did Dick lend you that?" Gloria asked sharply. She didp’'t much care for the idea that Dick let Sue Briggs take his preclojs hoeks. “No, T bought it,”” Miss; Briggs answered, blushing furlously. T was interested in it because. 4 She stopped. “Because Dick likes Stevenson? Is that what you're trying to say?" Gloria asked, cruelly. Shei‘aw in a flash that she had hit \Juon the truth. For Miss Briggs broke down. &he put her handkerchief up to Dr. John|but she didn't see just what de-| her face and sobbed, tearless. Gloria just barely touchéd her hand with one of hers, “There’s nothing for you to cry about,” she sald. “I've knawn for a long time that you're in love with Dick.” (To Be Continued)