New Britain Herald Newspaper, June 26, 1925, Page 22

ARG RN A Wife’s Confessional Adule Garrison's New PPhase of REVELATIONS OF A WIKE Decides to Stay i the Neighborhood tsteve” ma {oot paln foolish sharpl hane less & gesture as 1 was able age, 1 opened 1 1 had taken f 1 withdrew from it t in bills. “l1 am going to give t on one condition,” I said firmly ia that 1o not hint to during this wee knowle A “Tha eight hundred retorted, “seeing t hinges upon tt am I going leker stared though T to man- ol e extra purse, lLea ind s his idea 1o ad ac- Xpres- king to eustomed m slons. But always { man semething inst tive warng me to spar for time and to lead him into as simplified speech as possible. “I see,” he said good-naturedly, “that I must translate. What am I going to do about my name? It never iuce myself as will 10 to i Stephen Graham, 50 Dt prominent T bit back the might nuse ! desire now was he should is own name for my one to get away before to look over 1 said o cortair y would not do," indifferently—"no he t upon able to You ear “The strain on my memory ought to he worth enmething considerable extra,” he insinuated as I put the bills in his hand “That point I will consider when | e rmines upon your | en 1 turned | nful servant arding neau ment m in understanding i native lan hinese, receiy wn turned d 1o n the empty , it you or word,” it ger him under. do uo more for you m today at this hour i any phone me. use this ap- 1 can i v arises, v ay te 1t name Al you I telephoned vou to 1 as he said drew inference had used many names {n his Ralph Dackett. any hat he Can you remember that?' “I think so” 1 sald demurely this man had familiariz himself with much of the family his- fently did not know of uncanny memory with vhich T blessed or cursed. “Shall_ T send. you my addres; when 1 get located isked next, “It will not ¥ " 1 eaid with an’ invo toward Lee Chow. | “Oh Though mnost I saviy,” he said with a sud- | den frown ‘Faithful spies always on me track o Well, now, that's t me tell you that ith a C off with honors, | on lis movements ink be- and come count too much my got into the sedan, and tion to the Chinese at| The next instant the car assed eaeh other directions, and T| relaxing my | nerves for tha first minute | el autenac since 1 ve's” tele- | phone c | (Copyright, 1 The Adverturesf RaggedyAun By wafaggely Anly <Y by Sohmy Sruelle have been much better It Raggedy Ann Raggedy Andy had continued riding on thro the woods on their magical scoot But as you may guess, it is quit to rid 1gh Squnk!” out loud, but 4 and over his mind nn from in 1 say the by a clump of ice cream c the ice cream cones grow w wooda. At least I believe it would hard to ride right by them. A pecially s6 when the ice cream cor were filled different f fce cream as these wild ones v “Look!" Raggedy he brought his magi stop. Raggedy Ann elump of magie ic soon as Raggedy ped her m time as “We wi eones while said. “For I will have a I feet again words and made her stand Bead!” “I spect she § Klcking and t the witch stand | | nd es- s Andy cried as scooter to a e cream c ed to c Raggedy Andy cried take yo Ann sgreed as eream cones; o flla and one etr Raggedy Ar fee cream ®one gedys sat down to But. they had on from each r can cart sha plcl 7 tak re cream cona w gh and hefn Gossip’s Corner Witeh to = as he not think of the eonld, some of Ts Can't HA the Right Finish YESTERDAY'S ANSWER upou ang w thr 3 The Raggedys w gether in such a Andy could not say ueh the “Squidgiium, | Perhaps they got the idea for this motor coat from the fireman's out. fit or an Eskimo's top coat, At any rate, 1t is very smart in Dblack, white and red wool, with the new d ruffle and a cape that can worn as a hood. It indicates a veturn of the waistline While one person cannot be considered a crowd, one girl can be a “petting party.” Godets and Tlares The coat with the front godets Is newer than the line model, but it has by attained its popularity. flare or straight no meang four years of age may nd finely ehred- vithout the dressing sug- iner, A cake left from luncheon and a dish of prunes might be served for their dessert Stuffied Baked Potatoes. Six good &ized potatoes. 6§ table- spoois finely minced uncooked veal, 1 slice hacon finely minced, 2 drops onion juice, 3 tablespoons drled bread erumbs, 1 egg. Wash potatoes well , greens gested for and remove HORIZONTAL ose who serve at tables Pereniates To siubmit Region No y make hast To exist To fondie Opposite of high Past Duty To misrepresent Bird called sesama cident Drove ling gs of fishca Eieta A\Neged power M Door rug Drone be Evening mea Pitcher eust oria of a volc Bren wit ano (pl) g guarded chronological! medieine VERTICAL ed presuming King of the beasts Hotsted up Point of compas » Given Cover | the centers, the long way of the po-| tato. An apple corer should be used | if at hand. Do not cut through the | potato but leave half an inch at the | end. Combine hacon and veal with | erumbs and mix thoroughly. Add| onion juice and egg, unbeaten. Mix| well and fill potatoes with nuxmrq Place on end in a dripping pan and | bake 1 hour in a het oven. The cut end of the potato should be up. Serve like ordinary haked potatoes. (Copyright, 1925, A Serviee, Ine.) l | [ | i | | knces on the floor and laid her head | ! down on the window sill and sobbed, | | 1ow whistle—a long. celar nate fol- | e it ol Fe [FLATPDEIR IR Beafrice Burton © 1925 wea wmvice v THE STORY SO I'AR: Blow! as things seem to happen Gloria Gordon, heautiful fapper, | '" & dream, she saw him strike a marrles Dick Gregory, a struggling | mateh, blow out its flame and lay ll‘ lawyer, Her idea of marriage fs|'M the ash tray beside him. fun end fine clothes ... but no! “Well" he said finally, “it's this work or children, | way, you see, This ix the only place She refuses to do her own house. | !N the world where 1 feel at home, work, and hires a maid. But chklmm}‘lmn‘ or other ., .and 1. . has let the maid go. Gloria has | CAn't get used to being without | swamped him with debts for her | ¥OU. parties and colthes. | Gloria Taughed bitterly, She hecomes Infatuated with an | habit of yours .. . that you can't| out-of-work actor, Stanley WayBurn, | Preak . . . ds that it?" she asRed. and follows him to New York, But 'he most deadly dull of all things he spurns her. Then she tries to get f habit?" a job as a chorus girl and fails, Dis- Dick shook his head “No," couraged, she comes home to Dick. | sald, “it strikes deeper than He takes her back, but not as his Glory. You're my woman, There wife, are a lot of men who can love a Glorla bhegins to suspect that he | Score of women in their time, but Is in love with his secretary, Susan | I'M not one of them. I'm the kind Briggs. At last she wrings from | °f @ fool who can never care for| Miss Briggs a confession that she s !ore than one woman, 1 sup- in love with Dick, and insists that POS®. . .. | Dick discharge her. Whem he re-| And am I that one woman ’"ri fuses she goes homa to her mother you?" Gloria asked, Her cyes were | .. . realizing too late that Dick {s| “id® and eager. “Are you sure | the man she loves, Dick looked at her. His mouth | Dick puts his house up for sale, | Ightencd as he fook her into the | | “I'm a he that, | and goes home fo live with his| hafd ring of his arms. *You ar father and mother, He sends Gloria | e answered, and his voice was thick $50 weekly, but she sends it back to | 4nd tense, ) | him and goes to work, Her employ-| Gloria leaned back in his arms er makes love to her and Mhe re.|And looked at him. “Then I won't| signs her position. She_can't screw | De jealous of - Susan Briggs any | up her courage to go out to look More and TIl stop heckling you for another job, | about her,” she said ¢ Homesick and lonely for Dick, she | Dick waited a moment before he gets the key of their house from |answered. "“I've an idea that Susan Miss Briggs and goes there to spend | Briggs stopped working' for me to- | the night. She can't bear to stay at | NIght,” he said then abruptly. *I her mother's for anether m:hr.‘dnn‘t know what makes me think | Dick learns fromm Miss Briggs that|so, but 1 do, somehow. | Gloria has gone home, | Gloria laughed. “She'll be right | there. when you get to the office to- morrow morning, just as usual!" she cried. “Unless she knows you've come hack to me!” “I think she does Know {t,"” Dick's voice was grave, “but don't worry | ahout her. You know I never gared | about Susan Briggs, don't you?" He | put his hands under her elbows and held her away from him. “And 1 never cared about Star | . . | (NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY) | Glorla darkened the house, turn- | ed the key in her bedroom deor and | lay down to try to go to sleep. | But it wasn't the Kkind of night! for sleep. A ray of moonlight lay | ike a slim beckoning finger on the | wall beside the bed. The darkne!!j seemed to be filled with an expect- | ant hush. ) [ Waybiirnt elthesiieG ora! brake® inil There was a high excitemnet in| g, jyy pyve thought it all out, | Gloria. She swung her naked feet| oy ‘tneye jast two weeks. He was over the side ‘of the bed and cros- | jyst o part of Jazz to me, like cock- ed the room to the wipdow, | tails and dance music. I was hunt- A large white moon hung low In e ror o (hyill and he gave it to| the sky like a Japanese lantern, It{ . = turned the fluttering leaves of the : poplar trees to silver spangles. Her small face with its uptilted | The world outside scemed unreal | !{P$ sobered as che went on. “He | —disturbing in its beauty, but the|!0!d me all the things 1 wanted to lonely woman at the window hard- | Near from you . .. how beautiful 1, ened her heart against its magic.| V@8 and how I could knock him off | She had a feeling that the only way | I8 pins. Oh, Dick, we women need for her to g0 on was to harden her | flatfery and love . or lovemak- | heart against everything—not only | !N8' It's our job, you know! To against things, but agalnst people— | K€€p you men in love with us | against Dick, She must never let Diek laid his hand her | the thought of him into her heart| mouth, “All right. all right he | again, she told herselt with a kind|said impatently “And that ahc»l(‘ of dull anger. And then ghe went|ends Stanley Wayburn and Susan | on thinking about him. | Briggs for good, doesn't it? . . . Somewhere out there the | What T want to know just nmow fis breathing night, he was, | Whether you're going to ba content- And suddenly Glorfa remembered | ed with ms from now on " another night when she had stood | “Centented? I'm going to be hap- at another window and ' wondered | pier than a lark!" Gloria bubbled. where Dick was. That had been long | “Why, it seems wonderful to me to ago—on the night before she had | be here in your arms again! 1 married him. She remembered how | thought I'd lost you forever and he had driven up in the middle of | ever—just when 1 found out the night and whistled softly in the | much I loved you. . .." darkness for her—a low “Bob| “Yes, but there's more than just White" whistle, He had bhegged her |love to this marriage business,” to come dewn stairs for just a sec- | Dick answered. “Love's only an oc- ond to kiss him—and she had re-| casional flash to brighten the whole. fused. | your own work, for I shall always| “What a fool T was!" she told |be poor, 1 suppose. And therc'll| herself, “and how glad Y'd be now | be worries . . . and illness. . . if he wanted to kiss me! How glad | “And babi and bothers . . T'A he! ... But there's ro chance and all the things that make life | of that ever again, ..."” worth living!"” Gloria went on. She| The tears that she had felt in her had one of her penetrating flashes eves all day—and in her heart—| “Ang I shall grow old and lose over in how | vow all sorts of vengeance on him (:mvl +inot a New Woman at all! At heart overflowed She dropped to her And then she seefned to hear & lowed by a shorter one. She held her breath and listened. . .. Was it Dick's “Bob White" call? Oh, no; it eouldn't be, . . . And | then it came again! Morindin dye To spot Dry Metal in rork Burrowing an bear imal small To err To soar Pink meat fish To de Be Age Veseel for washing clothes Residing place of eorns Woman's secret Cable at the angle of a versal's stavs (naut.) Audacity Legal claims Indian weapon Related by bised friendship Caustic alkaline solution Family quarrel Ranges used for cooking New England fish | 1 know five ways of saying era | and this is cne of them To separate To put on Pep Uncookgd This is & baseball club, body as wel of wood To earn Aurora Schoolboys’ and (pl) Conter of Roman arena - Property settled by husbdnd upon wife at tima of marriage Large mythical bird | Plant uséd to make a Dbitter Irug g Ma hot weather you but yoli don't sleep Seil that is theroughly Te total For that our what means about but rarsiy by but its as its head is mld'i girls bugaboo | e in this wet sca reason answered her. Gloria gaised her head, Down on tre lawn in the ghadow of the trees was a darker shadew. It detgched itself and moveq out into the moon- light. Tt was Dick! Gloria's heart breast. “Dick!" she said. And there was a note of relief and sudden happi- ness in her volce. leaped in her “Come down and opan the door,” he said. Without stopping ot put on her kimono or slippers, Gloria ran across the room and down through the darkened house where the moon- light Jay in patches here and there on the walls and fleer, She unlocked the deor and pat- tered out ento the porch. Bhestood thers in the mingled radiance of the Aistant moon and a stre lamp just in fromt ef the house. Some passing meighbors stopped to stare as she threw herself into Diek’s armp. But neither she nor Dick saw them. For they in that moment were oblivieus to all the world . , . except themsslves. Dick's arms drew her up. He bent his head and kissed her as if he never would let her go | again Then, abruptly he freed her. “I thought you never were going to kiss me again' Gloria said breathlessly. “You said you never would, you know!" ‘'We say a lot of things we don't mean in this world,” Dick's voice He put his arm around her and drew her into the | dark house. His hand groped for the lights. Under their glare Gloria saw that his eyes were almost black in his haggard face. There were lines there that the last weeks had writ- ten indelibly. “We do a lot of things e don't mean to do, teo,” Gloria faltered. “Life seems to carry us along like bubbles aiong a wave, ... I've done a ot of things I haven't meant to do. . . ." Dick made a gesture of finality. “Well, there’'s no use talking about 1t now,’ he said, “Spilled milk, you know. . . ." He went inte the living room. Gloria feliowed him. "Have you ¢ome home for good > She was half afrald to ask him that, And in an agony of uncertainty she watched him Al his pipe . . . walting tremulously for his answer, Dick. | my leoks, and you'll grow staid and | pompous and prosperous,” she went | lon with a wry little smile, “Tiut | we'll still love each other, won't we? ... And let me tell you some- thing . . . you'll have to set your foot down harder than you ever did before with me! A woman loves a man to run her to a frazzle! 1f you'd | done that in the beginning 1| wouldn't have got Into xo much mischief!" Dick threw back his head laughed, “Glory, you're a wonder!' he said, his eyes twinkling, “I knew that, somehow or otherfi you'd lay ' all this trouble we've had on my doorstep. . . . Well, all right, it| was my fault you got into mischief. | ! What else did 1 do that I shouldn't have done?" “Your technique was all wrong,” Gloria made a ! sweeping gesture with one small dramatic hand. “You shouldn't have let me leave you and go home to my { mother, But thank heaven, | we've both fallen on our feet, and we're here together at last! . ... Oh, T ean't believe it. 1 thought you were gone for good." | e drew his head down to hers . Ah, it was good to be here to be held ... to surrender herseit! Gloria t as If she were in a globe of happiness. | "Dick’ she sald drowsily, con- ntedly, from the shetler of his | arms, "d14 you ever stop to think how it is for two people to carc for just each other . .. and to have {1itt1e children because of their car- ing so” Don't you think there's something very fine anq sweet about 12 | *Dick held her closer. *Ot cours} 1 do,” he answered. I've been try- ing to tell you that all along, Flap- per, but yoy never would believe it before, would yeu? She shook her head. "Oh dear, to think that 1 almost you!" she eried. half strangling him with her arms. Most surprisingly she burst into a storm of crying. “What a simp I am to cry this!” she sobed aaginst his coat, | “What am T doing it for when 1'm 80 h—happy?” | Dick patted her soft hair there, cry all you want to!"” he “I know. . .. I understand.” | 'He raised her hidden face and | kissed the tremulous scarlet mouth i. . . the wet white eyelids. Then | he moved away from her, toward the outer door “Where are you going Gloria eried in foolish panic “Just our doors for =& | Dick answered. “Wait for {me. ... 1 want te pull that “For | Sale" sign out of the front lawn.” | « oo | And so the story of Gloria, the and | as a husband my like | now? | second here NOTE FROM L ¥ PRESCOTT | 1 have come to the conclusion, 'O KARL WHITNEY | dack, that a woman is not necessar- arl: | lly damned any more than a man ccived ypur letter this mor. | because of a mistaken youth, ning. Poor little Zoe died here in 1 am very happy. My hushand my home over a week ago. She loves me, 1 am making him & good never regalned her senses after we | wife, for 1 love him. And because brought her here, but from her in-| T love him 1 am not going to tell coherent words we know that they ' you who 1 have married, 1 hops tortured her brutally, we will never meet until we ‘both Bhe kept vehemently saying, have forgotten each other com- no." | pletely, Just what she was denying, none| Now of us could tell, She kept ba¥bling nlso of her love for me and for the ! Labics, 1 burned your letter, dear Kurl, immediately after reading it. 1 did not even show it to Jack, 1 thought neither you nor mother would want ! 1o he told to anyone under the cir- cumstances, Her sins, her gorrows | and mistakes have all been bfiried with her, | 1 am glad mother is feeling and | looking so well. 1f she had an own | son, Karl, he could not be kinder to | her than you, Ior this 1 shalt be | ever grateful to you, | Will write you a longer letter| bon, Today 1 just want to forget | all the things of the last sensational | month, | 1 believe I told you that of | the men got away. His confederates | insist that he double-crossed and that he has the pearls, Jeu ‘no, I still remecber, Mamie Keeler, TOMORROW—TLetter from Sally Atberton to Leslic Prescott, . Saves Hosiery oue them | “hey | PO MR - X it they ever get out of prison, We are all well and as soon as we get settled back into our !um- drum life again, I think we will be very happy. Kiss mother for me, Karl, Your loving sister, Lesiia, Letter from Mamie Keeler to dolin Alden Prescott A woman 18 privileged to change her mind, my dear Jack, You will | remember that I told you *hat 1| would never write you again. Dut upon picking up the paper today seeing that account of your bheing burglarized and your R o Women have been going withouf stockings in Paris during the sum- mer months for years, but the fad is only starting here. As a compro- {mise many flappers are wearing wife's jewels being stolen. I could |ribhon straps wound about the not resist telling you that I am !stockingless calf in the manner wearing a gorgeous string of pearls | sketched. Between the nude stocke given to me by my husband——an ing and the nude ankle, economy, at inglishman of weaith and position. | |east, is on the side of the latter, honse FADLEN ON HBFALTH WHEN YOUR FEET ARE ACHING Sore and aching feet are eommon | with folk who walk quite a bit, or spend many hours standing. Improper fitting shoes may be biamed, but with the best fitted shoe possible, often there is pain. A good treatment for sore feet is the use of a strong solution of salt water at night. t After the feet have heen soaked in the solution they should he sponged off with cold water, and ged well. Then they should be bandaged with strips, saturated in & mixture of equal parts of witchhazel, tannin and alcohol. In the morning the feet should be sponged off again with cold water, and both shoes al stockings dusts ed with powder made by mixing together one part salicylic acid, two parts of boracic acid and two parts of talcum, In addition to relieving the pain 8 treatment is intended to step disagreeable perspiration. Tired feet are much refreshed by heing bathed in hot water. Rub- bing them with aleohol or ‘witch- hazel is also restful, especially for tender feet. This also tends to pre- vent perspiration. Flapper Wife, ends, chronicle of Gloria, Mother, gins. We today that we have a New Woman who votes and drives her own car, who plays golf and—some- | times—smokes a cigaret. But sh and the modern the Wife and turies ago; info the who took them with her Covered Wagons that were part of a westwa !mm\n' army almost a hundred yefs before our time! And she is the same woman everywhere, whether you find her in an igloo in an Eskimo village or in she is the same woman who brought | many-towered Manhattan o up her stalwart young in a cave: [in the romantic islands the who reared tliem in log eabins on | southern the New England coast three cen- of THE END For they in that moment were oblivious to all the worl¢ —except themselves, Below is printed the final chapter of “The Flapper Wife” which, we happen to know, has heen followed by many Herald readers and has met with their approval and gained their interest. It has been so popular that the Herald has arranged for another story, similar in char- acter, which will be published beginning July 29. It is a sequel to “The Flapper Wife” and is entitled “Footloose”. Readers will find it just as interesting as the previous story, we are certain, Meanwhile an intriguing mystery story which will furnish good summer reading will be started in the next issue of the Herald. 1t is entirely different in character than “The Flapper Wife"gbut will be interesting, we can promise,