New Britain Herald Newspaper, August 5, 1925, Page 4

A Wif e’s Confession Adele Garrison's New Phase of REVELATIONS OF A WIFE Madge and Mrs. Meredith Wits Wage a Battle of wonder about T bad Lucla Meredith's reaction to Dicky's mame, There was no definite in cither volce. facial expressi manner, but I sald to myself 1y watching her, that it was like pecing a statue come to life to wit- ness the animation which subtly in- vested her Ah! aid, eharer not long to change love it," she were an intimate ‘I suppose you—" she provocative mad about ves, he would it she of Dicky's tastes my husband has told threw him an alluring emile — “that I'm quite Mr. Graham."” Dr. Meredith's answering smile was one which would have infuri- ated me had 1 been his wife and the recipient of it. 1t held the in as dulgence one would accord a spoiled | ehild, and the indifference one gives te a werson whose words and ac- tlons have no longer any interest “I don’t think 1 have mention: ft to Mrs. Graham as yet, Luc he sald. “I think I told Mrs, ett about your flaming Perhaps she has passed pews.” “I think she must have t," I laughed, determined up my end of this extraordinary rvaillery. “At least., all I remember {8 that she said you had met my husband and admired his work.” Dr. Meredith 1s Amused 1 looked over at her with on the softened to keep eves that T tried to make admiring and | guileless. Dr. Meredith was sitting 86 near his wife that T caught Dis glance in passing, There was dis- tinet amusement in if, and thing else, something queerly like gratification. I realized then the brilliant nerve speclalist, with his uncanny ability to diagnose the vagaries of the mind feminine, eqmprehended the infangible yet vary real duel of spirit which was baing staged between his wife and me, and that for some inscrutable reason his aid and sympathy were | enlisted upon my side. 1 saw Mrs. Meredith stiffen ever #o slightly, and knew that I séored. There was no zest in her sparring, 1 guessed, unless colilld see her opponent's discom- tort “How deliciously early Victorian she drawled, her eyes expressing subtle amugement which I knew she she infatuation. | that | had | to feel was dir ) feul ted at me Your ymeant Ady band is nost that hetter Her im opinion 1 knew Dicky's than her ort, was but of tone i that in nothing of the er to attract on at not exertised \ me all, saved for sueh rare b pecimens Aty Vor as herself was beautiful ath- had spoken the truth, Tall, r, with features almost too too classical, there was yet provocative allurement in ashed eyes color T determine. held and topaz and amber changeable depths pallid, was like while her hair of ripe chestnuts, ay above the tem- of the rare type to with gray is an drawback, ize At it in the dressin he KX e perfect a subtl her sle whose T long could 1 tints of in their | Her s a baby's 1 l the was shot w w jade tawny in, creamily texture, vy color ples tinged 1 clever which hai asset inst of a St how fo dress, rapid survey of her appear- made the is ng too elaborate a her call, but it quisite In its testure, and lines and in its gray green, embrofderies in colors reflecting le tints of her as 1 watched her functioning in at With 1 ippraising Lucia ippearance and mofives the other 1 was versation, and replying to it. But it was with an effort that left me Lreathless, that T replied to her last under also in the ible to make had not coloring of the changeal T fe brain tinet eyes. that two one part Meredith's and with was wiys onee was hand 1 said, hold- she had given cting wifely de 1 helieve L admired," to the rol me, that of unsu: votion, I maliciously feminine enough to rejoice in the fact that nothing could irritate her more than my apparent unconsciousness of her attempts to sting me could arise only own peltiness of nature, And it did not enjoyme when 1 again canght a gleam of amusement in Dr. Meredith’s keen eyes and realized that he comprehended per- foctly the I was playing, my was which from her lessen my game Tetter from Sally Atherton to Teslie Prescoft — Continued Poor Dick! Leslie, he broken up to think that for ens mo ment his dying wife should have thought could take of the baby she was leaving behind It seemed too. Leslie, but I knew ho was to arrange evervthing for every- one around her, and 1 said T expect, Dick, that Bee thought Piula could pay the baby #That's just it Just as hard goinz to . why didn't she who had no pr Bee was rafher all Tt we that a man especially an quite as bus “Did — did elee seemed all he not care rather strang more attention fo than you.” Sally ks 1 D Paula 1f wo s the voman fession that 1 br 18 well as a girl a v as a man.” she tell you anyt asked S Jor SISTER MARY Watermelon Sherbet eup = spoor (s Foree the pink part of g ripe wa- Ssmelon through & fine sieve and / that she cnongh | me come th on that she ne time, ‘Do you r mind until ssion ¢ it had got ot that pre ve it e, you e at a woman, and a her chi if iy would suddenly ind he was 1 little ntly, ree- that think - TOMOBRROW Atherten (o 1 Tottey rre from e ot » Family SISTE% MARY VER BEWITHOUT IT for it immediately eases sud- = ‘;“JE LN ach and bowels, e y nausea and weakenin diarrhoea For children ani grown-ups use CHAMBERLAIN'S COLIC and DIARRHOEA REMEDY Take it with you when you travel Keep it always in your home. ) and | 1| was ex- | with | listening to her con- | |.. attempts | er must | / NEW, BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 5, 1925, e AT KN Grouchy Folks BSome folks seems to get good solld comfort from being grouchy. They are grouchy when they get out of the bed in the morning, grouchy at work, grouchy at noon, grouchy in the evening and most likely have grouchy dreams. Tt i a habit, and it grows a grouchy face, a grouchy walk and a grouchy tone of volce. At play the grouch 1s a poor loser. He snarls at other players. | He invites suspiclon of unfairness. Here's a Jieep you busy. familiar r | ones. that few will un- bhrain-teas Just Horizontal Defiled Howling Mistake. . Hastened Pertaining to the sun Part of most common 5. To enliven. Before Therafore 3. Jewel of delicate colo One who 1s under guardianship Printer’s measure, Piteh To gaze faction with malignant satis- Teo small 1 o do wrong € able growing Constellation Io cut with Consequence Preposition Father | 45. Neuter sheare. of place pronoun, ON o SEN and plenty familiar HEALTH' Don't Live Long In the race of life he is an ever. lasting nuisance, falling over his lown feet and cluttering up the track with his obstructive tactics If vou are a grouch, get out of it TYou can do this by cultivating a more cheerful attitude toward things. Read funny stories. |self to laugh at times you will be able Force your- After a while to laugh naturally. Remmber, grouchy = people live |short lives. Don't be a grouch! (Copyright, 1325, NEA Service, Inc ) THE STORY SO FAR: May Seymour, whose husband, Dr, John Seymour, killed himself be- cause of her love affair with Jim Carewe, returns to her home town |after a year's absence, | Heavily velled, she comes late one night to the home of her lawyer, Dick Gregory, and Gloria, his wife, She tells them how the ugly story of her past has followed her every- where. And o she has made up her mind to go to Europe whare no one will know her. She asks Ulysses X, Forgan, a 148, [fl, Seventh note in scale, Those who put supplies. Winding a_fish line To damage. A billiard stick To disencumber. . To worry. . To glue. Long. slippers 3 ToWard To eject Related by blood . Exclamation of surprise Bird similar to an ostrich Came in, Devoured. 74. Inborn. To finish Impetuous Slim. Those who travel eon ice¢ away reserve [ widower who is in the real estate | business, to sell her house for her. | When Ulysses sensibly urges ver to live in it, and live down her rept | tion among her townspeople, May | bursts into rs and Insists that she wants to footloose. She tells Dick to sell her and bonls for whatever the bring. Al wants i enough money to dress (he part of wealthy widow and “land” a rich | husband | A week later, with 35,000 in her handbag, she goes down to Atlanric City for rest hefore suliling for Europe. There she meets Mrs Carlotta Frolking, ass whio and her riends, Herbert Waterbury and Dan Sprague. They all go to Adoree's little sup fish (pl) ocks she a a Vertical Contrivances nap on cloth Weapon used a short to raise . Machine for making holes Inattentive, 5 COLOR The Water-Sprite CUT-00TS A S THE CHILDREN | ~CAPE Have It yon chap! ywing this story vou will soon have te e a Water ic children thanked 1 did as it advised th red with g to the ca be b ark | (Copyright » 1925, Associated Edi- tors, Inc.) black Employer Behold . Beer. . Nostrils Quivering motions Part of verb to be | To scold constantly | To make Metals in natural To challenge Synopsis Correlative Chemical acid etate of secured from lactic Grammatical mark House pet Rowingimplement Ex a Baking dish Renders less loud . To value To disperee . Hinders egal rlaim lls I we flow You and Braided . Small metal To piece out Tardir In pi Thought Tndian CARLOTTA FROLKING tribe per club, and are joined by Francie Lee, one o® Adoree's hostesses, Wa- terbury explains that such women Francie earn their living by with ched men in de ancing una May drops her t nd he falls out. On the vay home Waterbury tells her it's langerous for her to carry the money around with her; and then offers to take care of it for her. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY : I May's eyes widened as she looked him. Turn ¢ ntally r $8,000 up at my J money over to you?" “Why, Mr. Waterbury. in't think doing such a After you're thing stranger to me an And for all T know Pe 1he crook in o may higgest FOR SN TORTURES - hink ristendom.” She laughed nervonsly Don't misunderstand you aren’t ne and me went — 1 now of course, ry nice person mo, the Clean, Antiseptic Liquid, Just What You Need Don't worry abou zeme or other i tbles. You can have a clear, g Zemo. m removes Pimples, Blackheads, Blotches, Eczema and Ringworm and makes the skin clear and healthy. Zemo is a clean, pene- trating, antiseptic liquid, that does not show and may be applied day or night. Trial bottle 35c, large size $1.00. Zeme | Soap, 25¢. All druggists. ) sed her » you do think T'm nice s I'm dishone even 1 and nodded. “Of think you're nice,” Mr. Waterbury 2" two. _ NMAY SEYMOUR FOOTIOOSE! BEATRICE PURTON & | utter I really | arm with | he she And what do you think r for a minute or “I don't know just what I do think of you,” he blurted out final- “But T know I've done nothing but think about you ever since I | saw you on the train today!” | May looked up at hini and| smiled, At that moment the girdle | of lights aleng the boardwalk went | | out, leaving it iu gray darkness. Be- | vond the dim band of the sand, the | breakers rolled in edged with white | foam, 5 | “onh. isn't it beautiful!" May cried, She ran over to the ralling| and leaned forward, with her arms | stretcheq: wide. “And I love the | wind, don’t you? It makes me feel 2 1! as if 1 had wings!" ghe closed her eyes, and raised her face to the cold fresh rush of | it as it came in, smelling of the sea. | rhen, suadenty folt Water- | bury's arms around her. They drew her him, and his . upon hers in a she ginst mouth down short rsh con Then, as suddenly, he let her go. May stepped Dback, breathles “Oh, you . . ." she began. And was in his arms again. He kissed her not roughly, h, | | ain and again this time, but as ' it he would never have done. And | this time May did not resist him, but lay in his arms, with a curlous sense of contentment in her heart. | Tn all of her life she had never been kissed this way before passionately, and at the same time | tenderly, almost comfortingly. ! “I'm sorry if you're angr me. T couldn't help myself,” Water- | { bury said, when he released her. | And they stood, holding each other's hands in the windy darkness | “I'm . not angry,” May almost | whispered. “But don't do it again. Please.” She turned and with her head bent down against the wind, she started back toward the hotel. In | silence Waterbury followed her. | “About that money,” he said in! a matter-of-fact tone as th en- tered the lobby, “Please, won't you put it into the hotel it you don’t want to trust me with it? I'm afraid you'll lose it, or be robhed.” “Perhaps 1 will" May answered, ringing the hell for the elevato “Tomorrow." | “Tomorrow.” Waterbury “T shall see yon, tomorrow | May looked deep into his eyes and held out her hand. “Yes" she | sald softly. “Good night.” Upstairs in before her mirror, | face in the glass. The eves were | brillfant and there was vivid, unac- customed color in her cheeks. Her lips smiled May addressed the radiant image in the glass, aloud | “0ld girl” she said, “Upon my, soul, T believe we've fallen in love | with this Waterbury man!" 1t was the first time she had ever admitted such a thing to herself, in all the twenty-seven years of her life with it | | echoed her room, she stood | searching her She lay down, most the second the pillow and was asleep al- her head touched Like Rina woment utiot leatinell first thing May Seymour did upon | awakening each morning, was to| look at herself in the glass. This morning as she leaned across the littered top of her dressing- table, and studjed her reflection, she trowneds All the glow and color that had been in her face the night be- fore were gome. There were violet shadows beneath her eye May tried to rub them out with cold cream er the cold cream | nor a cold shower that made her | | tingle all over, erased them. Stayed up too late!” she scolded “What 1 need is a face mas- sage. That'll fix me up.” A half hour later she long chair in the little of the hotel. While she waited for the operator bring hot water and a jar of cleansing cream, May idly watched the woman In the curtained alcove next to hers. There was something about the woman's face. “Where have I seen her before May asked herself Suddenly she remembered. The herself. lay in a to famillar | Snapper beauty salon | woman was the ‘hostess’ from Adorce's supper club . . . the wom- an whom Dan Sprague had called “Francle," She had evidently just had her hair washed, and it hung in dark, dank strings around her neck and shoulders, And her eyes looked small and sleepy above wrinkled pockets of flesh She caught May's frank in the mirror before her, and flashed her a smile fthat illumined- her whole face. “She has a certain queer charm, at that,” May thought an hour later as she walked down the boardwalk hunting for a place to breakfast. “Hello, there!" called a gay volce behind her. May turned, and waited for Carlotta Frolking to catch up with her. “Where h the morning ing a litt) “Early?" May asked, consulting her wrist watch. “It's eleven. I've been having a facial massage and a shampoo and marcel! gaze Carlotta asked, pant- “Well, for erying out loud!" Car- | Aren't | lotta exclaimed, “All that! you the carly bird! Where a going now?" “To breakfast,” May answered. “Oh, look here! Do you suppose these are real dlamonds?" They paused before the windew of a smart little shop that faced the sea. Within was a collection of dia- mond rigs sparkling on a hed of white velvet, “Of course they're don't sell imitations at La Gallter's, let me tell you!" Carlotta answered. “Do you see that black pearl there in the the one sct in diamonds?" May gasped as she followed Car- lotta's eyes, 'The black pearl was the precise size and color of the imitation ones she was wearing aronnd her neck at that very mo- ment, It would add the last touch of expensive luxury to her mourn- ing. “Oh, wouldn't I love to have it!" she cried. “It would just match my | necklace!™ | “Let's go in and price it," Car- lotta urged, and they went into the little shop. Five minutes later they emerged. | Six hundred of May's eight thou- sand dollars were gone. But ring gleamed on her ungloved hand . coldly like winter {wilight. Tt is lovely, isn't it?" she gaid to | Carlotta. | ‘Thg plump little woman looked at | her with envy in her round blue eves, “I'll tell the street it's lovely she said. “But what's lovelier than | that is.having the money to dash you real. They center . . e you been so early in | it efthand and buy things like that! | 1 wish [ had your money. sweetie.” and, 1l brevhfust with he sighed like to you, but i've a date with the bea speelaitst, n . 0N, dearle, 1f ¢ I had jy6ur youth! i ‘I'here was a sort of comical L pedy di her face as she spoke . And ;llllwl'l’ the Dbrilliant sun, May saw | that hier skin was puckeicd into finc ;“IH 8. What a dreadful thing it must be {to be middie-uged and footloose. Ilike ‘Carlotta! To Le in love with a man of the Han Spragie Lype who [ Mirtea with check-roum gicls, dance | elib hostes: or anyhady else, | long as it a woman! 0 Ko wi After all, the only safe and con:- fortable life was (i marricd wom- an's existence. Lven if she padn't | much of anything else, she still had the law on her side, May fizured . s She Carlotta ani along, hunting for a' littl: restan- rant called the Blue Rosv. She had noticed Its cleanliness and iis tresh white curtains the night befor: | when ehe had passed it with Water- | bury. | There | woman teft walked was no who sat drinking | juice at a table by the windo | when May entered. Thi. voman | looked up, and May saw that it wax Francie l.ee. one in but oran ver to her, here with you. asked. “No on us last night. Perhups you | don't remember me. 1 was with Herbert Waterbury's party at Ado eo's, I'm AMrs, Seymour.” 1 remember you pertectly, Mrs. Seymour,” I'rancie Lee answered in low TAnd 1 vou to have your breakfast :re hate to eat alone.” A little waltress in pink Guen ook May's order of dry toast and eof fee, When she was gone May l:aned the table “Miss Leoe," friendliest job of sit Miss, she intry | duced a cool, voies acros she began i her “I think your hostess in a_supper club must be awfully intercsting Won't you tell me about it? .. .1 should think it would be somethinz like being an aciress or a movic gueen, or a sub-deb even!” Francie Lee's face hardencd in slow, mysterious w “You do, do you her well-bred voice. “Well, let i tell you something. then. It's th most terribls life in the world for } woman. Do vou really vt L) manner, being she asked 1n how about it May nodded. (To Be Continued) By Thornton . Bu Don't give up whatever may Happen: there’s another day —Danny Meadow Mousa Thers is a saving that troubles never come singly. Danny Meadow Mouse says he doesn't mind how many troubles come, if they only one at a time. FBut Danny, sitting on a raft, which was nothing more than an old board, was in a way a prisoner in the Smiling Pool. coms Ihat raft of hie was caught in the| Nearer and rushes at the upper end of the Smiling Pool. Along one side of it lay a great hig pickerel, which you know is one kind of fish. Just a little oft on the other side was float- Snapper the Snapping Turtle Fither of them twould have glad Meadow Mouse dinner, and Danny knew it 1t had been bad enough when Danny diecovered the big pickerel. 1t was worse when he discovered the Turtle on the other, And now fo make matters still, Longlegs tlfe Great Blus me flapping across from heen of a side. worse Heren | the other side of the Smiling Pool, dropped his long legs until his feet touched the shore on the edge of the water, stretched his great wings above his back for an instant, and then drew his long neck and head back between his shoulders and prepared to patiently wafch for a little fish, a frog or a pollywog to| come within reach of that great bill of his. Poor Dannv! Here was a hungry enemy behind him and one on each side of him, and he sitting right in plain sight. Was ever a Meadow | Mouse in a worse position? Certain- ly Danny was never in a worse posi- fion. What he was going to do he hadn't the least idea. But there was one thing he wasn't going to do. He wasn't going to move &0 much as a whisker, As long as he didn’t move | there was a chance that nome of | those three hungry people so close | to him would see him. | - ———— The poor fish you often turns up rich. turned down v and by as he sat there look- out on the Smiling Pool, he saw Rilly Mink heading back that way again. This was almost too much | for Danny. Right then he almost | gave up hope. But he didn't quite | None of the little people of the Forest and the Grean | Meadows ever fully gives up hope | They wouldn't last long if they did. { No matter how tight a place they |are in, they cling to hope. There is | always a chance that somethine may happen. | Green nearer cams Billy Mink. For a time it looked as if he intended to come straight to thar | board on which Danny was sitting. Danny suspected that he might be coming to climb out on it | But just before he reached it he turned and went off up the Laugh | Ing Brook. Then hope grew in Dan- | ny Meadow Mouse, There | one way open, though how he was going to fake advantage of it was more than he could see. However, it did help to feel that he wasn't quite surrounded by enemies. He hoped that if he were patient that by and by that big pickerel and Snapper the Snapping Turtle and Longlegs the Heron would go away. Certainly they wouldn't stay there always. there was still Now you wouldn't suppose that any one in such a position as was Danny Meadow Mouse would get hungry, would you? Well, Danny did hungry. Hs had been a prisoner on that raft so long that his stomach had becom¢: quite empty and he grew very, very hungry in deed, The hungrier he got the mere uncomfortable he But still he didn’'t move. He didn't even move that funny little short tail of hie. And so he continued to be unseen. (Copyright, 1325, by T. W. Burgess) get e Merry Lit Meadow The next story: “T tle Breezes Help Danny Mouse." Like a Stock . | A short scarf that p about the throat and gives thu et fect of a stock is one of the mew ~rinkles for fall. It is quite tha thing to cover the mec s, and the high collar is one of the novelties fashion I8 en- | deavoring to force upon us.