New Britain Herald Newspaper, August 17, 1925, Page 4

The Day Brings Good News To Lillian Tnstead of replying to my question as to Lilllan's being awake, Kather- ine looked at me with a quizzical ave you consulted a clock since “No, 1 haven't,” I returned. own watch crystal broke yesterday, and T haven't worn the thing since Why! what time is it?" She held up her slender wrist that I might inspect her own timepicce. and I exclaimed in astonishment, even o'clock! Why didn't en me before?" “Why should 1?" Katherine d¢ manded coolly “But what about you?" “I'll take a good nap this after- noon, while you do guard duty.” she said. ou may sce Lillian now if you wish, che nearly equalled your record hut not quite. She's just had her breakfast and is rcady for what- ¢ver the day brings."” “It brings her good news to start with,” I said, and showed her the telegram 1 had written down for Lillian. “Good4?” Katherine “She was worrying over that de more than I liked. But why don't yéu wire Allen that you've turned the trick, and save all that work for him?" 1 looked at her satartled, for the 1dea, though a sensible one, never ha4. occurred to me “You know Allen,” T said after a second's consideration. “He's 80 painstaking that he'll want to work it out for himself, to be certain that it's right.” “For painstaking, read Katherine retorted. “But T vou'll find that Lilllan agree me.” 1 learned the truth of the little niurge’s prediction as soon as 1 had recounted Allen's talegram to Lillian Lilljan Sends Another Wire “We'll save time on this thing right now,” she said, “If you'll get me the code book again, I'll send him a preliminary wire, and then | w#'ll translate those figures into code and send them on.” "Are you sure He'll asked dublousiy. “What difference does it make? Lillian demanded. "We want to get | quick action on this thing and thanks to you w'# have a good leg on the cup. Thank you'" as I handed her the code book for which | che had asked Now if von don't | mipd writing out this wire, I'll put | It into code at once.” 1 took pancil and pad fromn table and wrote at her dictation Madge has golved code. Solution following. 18 set of figures, compare J. 458 co0d She held ont a hand for it 1 had fnished and riffled the pag of the code book with the ‘Take this ple a second. and fran the messags T had rote the code messaze down fait and had finjghed, T enid you | commen ‘vain think | with lke 147" 1! the with Case ~hen other ated into code just finishad, 1 when 1 briekly Letter from Teslie Prescott to Ruth Rurke — Continued Tou can't imagine, dear Atk another 1 wa ok Menys & Lamh Loaf tine, 1 2 teaspo teaspoons s ’. ry powder, Wife's Confessional Adele Garrison’s New Phase of REVELATIONS OF A WIFE y limpatient 11 na ' she gald after | get that off on the telephane and then come your figures into Have you had | as ®oon as you can 1l get Wait but “But Me [ “But me your “No, No Buts” buts',” quoted “You cun telephone the hand while Kat} Bet- but don't you until you he card and your ¢ my teeth into no she ly one your ting your br lare come bac eaten, Throw me and I'll Without f N guls as stil rther protest, for oppo- ly irritates her, and I g0 far from well that my ha and made my way Kitehen where 1 found Katic % fresh coffec, the anxious look that she had some spe- preparation for me, hut an in mind, I answered her “Six minutes, not longer.” 1 sald some important work to do right after my breakfast, and 1 am inah “Nodinga so Important eats,” Katie muttered “but never mind. I as your rebellious feex. In seex | minutes you coom hack by your poor Katie “I'll_ ba here” 1 promissd, and hurried to the telaphone, where T sent on the telegram to Allen Drake to the accompaniment of many men- tal misgivings. T did not chare the optimism of Lillian and as to the hrilllant but erratic gov- Katherina ernment operator's reception of the | news that T had solved the code | which Lillian had requested him to unravel, (Copyright, 1925, hy Feature Service, Ine.) Nenspaper Gossip’s Corner | Tasteless Meat A tasteless meat fs made appet ing by two or three strips of bacon | added as basting for a roast when cooking. N Delictons Flavor fith be in A a boiled by 1ttle ich a added water a to Alave cooking The Tong Cape A trasting third member of the long g anlor rape, lined with a frequently forn lreas ensemble Fur-Trimmed Cnoff doat Inusual slecte a of striped fur ith cuif edg TOMORROW —Iatter from lic Prescott to Ruth Burke a g NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, MONDAY, AUGUST 17, 1925, Honored at Welch Fete & Circle of Bards at Pwllheli, Wales. lzaret Llovd George, HORVZONT AL, similar tn a donk VIERTICAL MO0 >Mx| Queen Marie of Roumania and Dame Lloyd George, wife of the former Englishe premier, are initiated into the Gorsedd b Left {0 right: Queen Marie, Mrs. Caradog Evans, secretary of the society, and Dame Mar- R FANNY says {ing a b for being about the upper edge. has nobody lonel { terbury, 2 11 . THE STORY S0 FAR: May Seymour, whose husband killed himself because of her love | affair with Jim Carewe, returns | home after a year's absence, She | disposes of her inherited property, | and with $8,000 in her handbag, | sets out to find and marry a man with money, [ At Atlantic City she meets a di- | vorcee, Carlotta Frolking, and Car- | lotta's friends, Herbert Waterbury and Dan Sprague. Both men pay suit to May, to the distress of Car- lotta who las been in love with | Dan for several years. | May malkes up her mind that Wa- terbury is millionaire husband she has set her heart upon, does her best to wring a proposul of mar- | rlage from him, and fails. | He has his yearly attack of rheu- matism und tells May he intends to winter in Callfornia. About this time Carlotta asks May to spend the| winter there with her, in her bun- | galow in the Los Altos hills. May accepts, One cold afternoon, while she and Waterbury are sitting in the lobby of their boardwalk hotel, a young | friend of Waterbury's, Jack Darn- ley, appears. He and May dance to- gether in the submarine room while | the rheumatic Waterbury looks on | with jealous eyes. May decides to | use the boy's Infatuation for her, to Increase Waterbury's jealousy, She goes out to ngeet him that night on the steel pier, | NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY May's heart beat high with ex- ! sitement as she raced along in the | windy darkness on her way to meet voung Jack Darnley, This, for her, was adventure of | an entirely new sort. May always thrilled to adventure as a spoiled child enjoys a brand-new toy. Besides, a love affair with Darnley was the very thing she needed just now — It was sure to make Herbert Waterbury wildly | ealous. No doubt about ft! | “It he doesn't ask me to marry him within a week, T miss myl Jack | “A week from today—let “Shall we?” ' May Llong, r me to 1 et Carlotta go on ahead — ow later. «nid to herself, *Anyway, for a5 she this i ave Calif . The steel pler loomed large | | black against the grey bac ground of the sky and sea. And here on a bench, in the shadows a few vards from the boardwalk, the boy | vaited for her. He seized May's hands in his, drew her close to him; and simply — as it he had done it a hundred times before — he kissed her on her lifted Nps. In the darkness, May | smiled, “I suppose this {s dreadful of me,” » sighed, as they sat down, “But somehow or other, I don’t care.” “Why is it dreadful for me to kiss vou? You're not engaged to old W e you?" Jack asked. “Of course mot. silly,” May swered, “But T'm a lot And hegldes, probably engaged, vourself, to some nice girl or other—'" | an- you vou're 3t 1he end There's Tack began again violently he trembled No gir) There of the sentente. no girl anywhere—," and then Kkissed her | May could feel that but you! he touch deflance And suppose you our or five years older than I am? v a Int alder than 1 seem — 4 a lot. You probably me and Jill Johnson in Not now repeated ir but a von was of olce, T've | been around a read about the papers last vear." You mean Jil May asked. She saemed dimly member ofy or ‘s marriage boy Johnson, the show to a months be- and married Thanksgiving foot- ball game last year” Jack said proundly, “Just got my divorce the other day. Jill was quite some kid 1 were right the | der. “Ugh! Yowve been drinking! -| "I wonder if you'd mind running| older than | . b, BURION ¢ U NEA He turned toward May again, heid her close in his muscular young arms, and bent her head far back With the violence of his kisses. “You don't mind if I do this. Do you?" he whispered, ‘Because I can't help it! You're the sweetest thing—" He kissed her again. ) But suddenly May pulled away from him. She gave a little shud- she cried, “I can smell whiskey on your breath!" Jack laughed. “Just a drop be- fore dinner, little Sunday school teacher,” he sald, “And what of it, anyway? Everybody drinks nowa- days.” “Don't you worry about me—I've been on some pretly good stew par- ties in my time,” he went on with a sad-dog air, “And T must say I can carry my llquor without mak- ing too big a fool of myself.” “You're a regular man of the world, aren't you?" May asked with | tting humor, and was sorry at| nce, Tor she saw that she had hurt his feelings. No, I really meant hastened to say, “You for such a young kid! “Young kid, yourself!"” Jack's voice came out of the darkness, re-| sentfully. “Ill bet when it comes to| actual experience, I'm ten years {older than you, easily—" “I don't doubt jt!'" May answered | solemnly. And giggled to herself, “Am I going to see you tomor- | row?” Jack Darnley wanted to | know, as he left May at the door | of her hotel. | “I breakfast at nine, usually,”| she said, giving him an upward | |glance, ‘and then dropping her| lashes coquettishly | “Here, in your hotel?" “Here in my | dining room nine then?" that,” she | really are, | hotel — in the main | May answered, ‘At knew that Herbert Water- | | bury invariably breakfasted there, | at exactly nine o'clock every morn- 's be married then!” she eaid. ing e e e Herbert there ahead of her | the mext morning when May en- tered the dining-room, with Jack Darnley at her heels. | She saw the start of surprise he gave as his eyes fell upon them, as| they walked slowly to a table in the corner. She pretended not to see m. Rut she was poignantly aware of him every moment of the half hour before he rose from his table and came toward them, across the wide room. >4 morning, children,” he greeted them without a smile, pull- ing out a chair and dropping heavi- into if. He turned to Jack. I've forgotten my cane,” he said, [up to my Number 312 Jack room for it, my boy?| Here's the key." stared, sputtered and obey- another one of 'em!" May laughed, “Are you trying to| make me jcalous of a chorus gir)?" she asked cheerfully, No, but I want to give you the low-down on this kid. In his nice, easy-golng way he's viclous,” Wa. terbury answered, “He smokes like a chimney and drinks like a fish— and always has since he was knee- | high to a grasshopper. But if you| want to play College Widow to him, go ahead — T won't try to stop you! ; All T ask is that you get rid of him for a while, because I want to talk to you— “Now?" May asked. “Now," the man answered Jack Darnley came back to table, carrying the malacca like a drawn sword. “Here's your crutch, sir."" hr chearfully, taking his place at table. “Don’t you Kid me, you voung cub,” Waterbury growled, “You'll be forty five, yourself, some day— nd if you're half the man 1 am, then, you can count yourself Jucky!" He turncd his shoulder upon exuberant Jack, and questioned with his cyes. “Ready to go, now?" he asked. vou cod as the cane sald the the mind it 1 young + has some urgent business to talk over with me—=See you later?” Jack Darnley with round stood watehing dining room. At the door May turn- ed slightly, and over her ¢ she threw him a smile. drew her fur around her, as she Waterhury left the very cold outside, “B run Darniey, aw roze politely, and astontshment, pair the eyes of the leave oulder May coat close 14 Herbert hotel. It was sted climate!” Herbi his ill-humor upon the vizooks, but I'd ik alifornia this mornin When Amly. &h vent s to be in May herself mistress do you leave ask- felt By Thornton W. Burgess "Tie semetimes hetter not to know | That neighbors do, or where they D) — 011 Mother Nature th Mre, Timmy the Flying Sqnirrel and Mrs. Whitefoot the | Wood Mouse were much disturbed | by seeing Spooky the Screech Owl around again. However, they did net him again that night, so they concluded that it was just chance which had brought him You know the Wood Mice and the Flying Squirrels pre- fer the dusk to daylight and that i inst the time that Spooky th Sereech Qwl prefers, 8o the bers of the Flying Squirrel and the members of the \Wood Mouse family always have to keep their eyes open for members of th owl family. It was only two or thres morn- ings after Mrs. Timmy and Mrs. | Whitefoot had seen Spooky that | AMrs. Timmy came hurrying home a wee bit lJate. Already the Black Shadows had fled away from the Green Forest. {1 was quits light there. Mrs. Timmy climbed to the top of a tree and prepared to make her wonderful jumps and glides through the air to land on the foot of the apartment tres in over there one of “What {s 117" she whispered which her home was. Just as she prepared to jump she suddenly dug her claws into the tree and held on with all her might. And she held her breath, too. Spooky the Screech Owl, on thoss wings which make no sound, had ist sailed past and had gone stralght to that very apartment tree in which Mrs. Timmy and M Whitefoot lived. He had gone straight to a big entrance about halt way up the tree and had dis- appeared through {t. Still Mrs. Timmy s=at there staring across at that entrance with eyes filled with unbelief and fright. Even while she looked Snooky's face appeared in the doorway. He sat there for a few momeRts, snapping his bill. With the sound of each snap Mrs. Tim- my's timid little heart thumped. | Spooky looked slecpy. He blinked | and blinked. He was slcepy. He, too, | wi = ed | The instant he had left the table, | Waterbury took one of May's hands “What are you trying to do to * he asked. | May's eves were wide with ! astonishment, *1 Yes, ' Waterbury frowning, “Where were night? — Not in your room. 1 tried clephone you five times! And | now. this morning. 1 find that boy | logging vour heels— He has a perfect my hee s you call May. lifting a defiant “As a matter of fact. 1 him around.” me i growled you last you right to dog| it!" retorted little like to have | a chin, | o vou?" TWater filled cold sarcasm | “Well, he's a thoroughly bad| young scamp. Ran away last year | with some chorus girl or other, and | married her. And befora ink's dry on his diverce decee, they {tell me he’s running around awith bury's voice was with now | was aronnd on t had been out longer than usual. 8o | he didn’t stay sitting in his door- | long. Mrs, Timmy eaw | way very 1ot her voice drop wistfully [in his. and pressed it until it hurt. | him disappear. She waited until she that he wasn't Ilikely Then jumped and glided dewn to the foot tr Her home e other side and was quite certain fo be seen again. she of the apartment seen how around that the trunk at the Y should dodged alizhting on of her long glide the vou have quic side after end j sce, she was le thump ehe might be heard by she fearfnl that made in landing Mrs up As nsual she started to p entr of Mrs. Whi Mre. Whitefoot was r started the tree. close Timmy 5 1he tool's home ywhere 1o be sean. Mre. Timmy squeaked soft Whitefoot popped her head out goodness Mre Timmy. whatever ails you?" squeaked Whitefsot. “You losk as if you had seen something shocking.” “T bave"” whispered Mrs. Timmy, Mrs I planned to do! 8he had of this situation “That depends upon you,” Wa- terbury answered. ,He turned sud- denly and took her by the shoul. ders, to the thrilled amazement of three malden ladles who were tak- ing their constitutional along the boardwalk. "“When are you going to marry May drew a long. sobbing breath - the sort of gasp that an Olym- ple runner glves at the end of a long race. “When do you want me to?"” she asked, In a tone g0 low that Water. Lury could barely hear what she said “Today." “On, SN She knew Waterbury would be didn't me?" no, not today.” May shook that if she married the trip to California their honcymoon. And she want to go to California une mol for the sale of the came. “1 won't housc 1y a thing about ft— I'il just tuck it away for a nest czg.” she thought, practically, “Twelve thousand dollars of my vory own Why it was more than $12,000— for she sti)l had £2,060 In her hande bag! A sense like wa She of trizmph flooded 1 sunshine, her had done what she had nded the halre husband she wantcd, al- mo thout effort! And i it ymething lacking i of-fact proposal of marriage — something of romance, perhaps — what was the difference? The great thing was that she had landed Herby, and that Herby had money, the thing she desired be- yond all other carthly things! fhe looked up at Waterbury 100 glowed, milh she f that there nas n this mafters nd o married week today she — let's then!" caid, (To Be Continued) |"T have rou." Tittle MMrs look frightened whispered “Spooky the Screech this Mrs. Timmy, also whispering, “What?" squeaked littls frg Whitefoot, €0 etartled that ghe for- g0t to whisper. Titfle A Timmy nodded head. “It's £aid “He's that big apartment half way up on the other side. T saw him gc in and though 1 waited and waired, he didn't come out. Dn vou suppose that he had been living there all 'fhis time? Just the thought of it zlves me the creeps. T shall not sleep a wink foday, iust thinking that that robber is at hand.” “Neither shall 1" declared littls Mrs, Whitefoot. “I ehall be too busy to do any sleeping. I shall move at once."” (Copyright, 1325, the most awful news for Whitefant “What begzan te 1s it2" che 0wl s in very apartment tree’ replied h she 50 close by T. W. Burgess) The next gtory: Why Mrs, Whita. foot Didn't Move. COLOR CUT-OUTS e David Copperfield AT YARMOUTH This i the beginning of the see- ond week of the story of “David Copperfield.” Did you eut out all the paper dolls last week? If you cut them out and save them every day yon will have a whole set of David Copperfield dolls, David thought he had never seen place quite so interesting and all his life as Yarmouth proved to be. They passed boat- builders' yard s works, rop¢ walks, riggers ' forges a1 many other places which David longed to Peggotty's nephew, Ham, was waiting for them. He took David on his back and pranced down the with him toward the sea “Yon's our house he eaid, pointing. | Davig 4 and then in all directions, but could no house. All he could see was a large black barge |on the water's edge. | (Here is friendly Ham. Color his hair and suit both brown. Make his ehirt a ligit blue.) | (Copyright, 19. Assoclated Edt 1 tors, Inc.) any exciting in explore. street Master Davy.” look looke where he pointed -.