New Britain Herald Newspaper, August 18, 1925, Page 10

Wife’s C Adele Garrison’s nal onfessio New Phase of REVELATIONS OF A WIFE Katle Expresses Herself in Charac- teristic Style When I returned to the kitchen, found that Katie had made good her invariable phrase “I f | She was just \aking from the oven's pan of my favorite muffins, while an o let puffed itselt appetizingly hot pan. “You shoost go on in dining room, sit down, eat dot contaloupe have dese tings dere in one lettle lamb's tail.” The familiar but ridiculous phrasc cheered my nerves as much as the toothsome dishes she had prepared tempted my appetite. 1 found my sel? ravenously hungry, 4 paid yeoman tribute to the breakfast she had prepared. When she brought me my second cup of coffee, I de- tained her with a hand upon her sleeve. “This Was Very Thoughtful” “This was very thoughtful of you, Katie,” 1 sald gratefu pare this extra hreakfast espe for me. You don't know how I have enjoyed it."” ‘With one of her quick movements she caught up my hand, held it against her cheek for a second, then Kkissed it and replaced it gently upon her arm again. It is a pretty for- eign gesture, which in the first days of her service, she used to employ so often that T had to check her in its use, and explain that in America we did not commonly employ such ges- tures.. With her zeal to become a one hundred per cent American—I know no more faithful follower of the overworked slogan than is my little maid—she dropped the gesture, except in some moment of unusual | affection toward me. That my en- | ecomium had affected her volitile | &pirits T understood and forbore any more praise, for fear she might| burst into tears, an annoying man- | nerism of hers, when she is emo- | tionally tense. Therefore 1 patted ber hand casually and asked brisk- ly— ‘Where is Mother Graham Katie?" The query steadied her, as I knew it would. “She go out, take keeds, so dey not disturb you. Messis Bickett she say you work so late und you must sleep. I no call you eef dot man no say telegram.” Her voice was filled with depre- cating apology and I hastened to as- sure her that she had done the right thing. T would haye heen very much annoyed if you had not called me, I said, “That telegram was very important Now I am going up to Mrs, Underwood's room, ind busy for awhile Vill you pl er Graham vhen she comes in that as soon as I with Mr Unlerwood's Katie,” a one, shall be ase 1 c am through work I will col 1 fe x dot old vomans so you,” Katie rejoined. vough 1 said mechanically, you know you must not in that disrespectful of Graham.” 1 expected no r reply than the stereotyped one which T re ind which meant bsolutely Ar values went And “Katle, 1k Mother otl D way zero as 1 ain.’ own time-worn re- you don't forget as as futile as Katie's . but it prescrved a figment ipline to “go through the ex- ' 'as Dicky puts it ,and 1 left Kitchen with an absurd little sense of a duty fulfilled ntering Lillians' room again, 1 d her t work turniag the figures whi dras, o 1 no say sooch t T felt that 1 80 sorry. forget, joiner again, eve's” card into a code transla- sle by Allen Drake at the other end of the telegraph wire, 1 im- mediate sat down, pencil in hand, and saved her half of the labor by enabling her to dictate to me in- stead of copying it all herself. It took us the better part of an hour to turn the figures into code and check every point and when we had finished, Lillian flushed but miraculously unwearied, stretched er arms luxuriously. “One Nifty Piece of Work” “I'll announce to any disinterested parties that this is one nifty piece of work,” she said. "I think even old Allen will approve when he sees it. You'd better get it on the wire with- out any delay*" ““Don’t you think?" T hegan, then stopped short at her suddenly up- lifted eyebrows. “Ni she “It's too fatiguing. Be know what you're going to s You think we ought to wait until dear Allen signi- s his august approval of this stunt. Nothing doing, dear heart. He'll take what's handed him on a silver salver. What did T tell you?" as the telephone bell rang. Tl bet hat's a wire from him now."” (Copyright, 1925 hy Newspaper Fea- fure Service, Inc.) retorted. I Letter From Leslie Prescott to Burke—Continued 1 was so angry, Ruth, that not ‘look where 1 was going, as I| rushed forward to get hold of Jack The boat was coming in toward the dock, and through some carelessness the sailors had removed the rail be- fore it was time to do so, Before I could stop my slipped and rolled off the deck, struck the water, and knew no more. Of course, there was a wild scram- ble. Jack told me ard that everyone on deck around yelling and doing nothing excep Sartorts, Syd and himself, who simultaneously jumped into the water after me I had gone gerous place, the dock an of coming or under the Jack ing me first, bur in his foot in an old piting, it Ruth 1 did elf 1 afterw danced down in a very betn he boat at rest “ome an to get He Irt me ross to th tried torts reached Helpful~ A e found n TR ® 2 SICK WOMEN REGAIN HEALTH Through the use of LydiaE. Pinkham’s Vegetable Com- pound. Read their Letters Mrs. L.O. DAsHE Valdosta, Georg Battle Cree pains and swre 80 bad at times tt dition. Ina C letter about LydiaE. Pi table Compound. I havi lief from the first bot 1 continoe ite use because | believe and know it helps me. I want to help other women and I am willing to answer letters.” — Mrs, C. E. FALMER, 247 Champion St., Battle Creek, Mich. & hang on to the dock until someone pulled me up on the pier. gone down after Jack “I thought they would never come up,” of the women to me train ver, it see and broy isclons and the said one 1 k free last ms that t him up. two of Syd Sar- took the fock Mr. vou ¥ out on the was usted but toris seemed 2 t “Alter a w Pres t came not aimost exh th Mr. and it was reaily you and it sounds recovered from t talking Prescot as | erybody had eir and all were course, s al to talk £ out that tirst words after you we for Pittsburgh we could make ed upon go- Home made root beer can’'t hurt youngsters— and my how they loveit! Keep plenty on hand. It's easy if you use Williams' Root Beer Extract. Ask your grocer. WILLIAMS ROQT BEER EXTRACT 1 unraveled from | Syd had | fore | right | n the next train left | You'll | dramas find at the The rest follows easily, HORIZONTAL 1. Rogues 6. Musical 11. To haul . Vehicle . Pick handle . Beer . Ordeal . Burdock . Hypothetical structural . Ocean . Limb . Myselt Supporting bandages Heavenly body . Crafty . Particle . Ellipse . To fill as a ship's . Sea . Combustible fluid 37. Pieced out 39. A going away Morindir. dye o name . Almost a donkey . Part of verb to be . Tiny 49. Tool for leveling . Past Monk in Mongolia To finish Demeanor corns to accept Turfs rogues and dramas hold VERTICAL €pots Opposite of hot Devoured Myself Bits . Verbally 7. Exclamation of inquiry unusual unit Wil SEE GN i bl I fl=l NS HEN - SRR ol SN ol top of this puzzic. | | 10. f THE STORY SO FAR: | Seymour, whose husband himself because of her love aftair with another man, returns homey atter a year's absence, She disposes of her inherited property, | leaves the sale of her hoyse in the lands of a wealthy widower, Ulysses | m, and with $5,000 in her handbag, sets out to find and marry a man with money. i At Atlantic City she meets a di- vorcee, Carlotta Iking, and her | friends, Lerbert Waterbury and Dan Sprague, Both men pay suit to May to the great distress of Carlotta who has been in love with Dan for year When he proposes, May refuses him, having maed up her mind that Wat- crbury is the millionaire husband she has been looking for. | Carlotta asks May to spend the| jwinter with her in her bungalow in |the California hills. \lay accepts on ‘condition that Carlotta permit her 10 pay her share of the expenses As time goes on, May despairs of |ever “landing” Waterbury, who | {makes love to her but doesn't pro- | | pose marriage. Then Jack Darnley (4 young college football player, ap- |pears on the scene, falls in love with | May and rouses the jealousy of Wat- lerbury, who immediately proposes. | May accepts him, and they plan to . Rubbed harshly |be married within a week 2. Utensils with rough surface for NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY rubbing vegetables | May's breast swelled with a keen Rescued I'sense of victory as she said goodby Pertaining to forearm ito Waterbury in the lobby of the . To poke a fire hotel. In the shadow of some tall . Digit of the foot palms near the door, he took both . To be indebted {hér hands in his, for a moment, . Speaks lazily You're my girl now, aren’t you?" 35, Torfions of a house {he asked, and there was a deep note | . Endures of tenderness in his voice. . Devils May heamed up at him, without a . Puppy woed. To hersclf she was thinking: . To employ “Yes, and you're mine! . ... You| 3. To jump and your bank account! 6. Old Aloud she said, “Herby, T think I'll | . Bird similar to an ostrich give a little dinner tonight to let . Variant of Carlotta and Dan know about our . To ventilate engagement. Will that be all right Measure of area A wrinkle between Waterbury's Mother eyes' deepened. “Well, I don't he began, May Killed 8. Portion of human chest 9. Chemical River 3. Three-toed sloth . Beverage 7. Meadow bone roof know ., ," =0 HEER Zmool- 0> Mommo il - EslEsial sk E O RERED RN QEENE - R M| O[Z0 g (™| 71 o > — 0> O MO ZMom rrmMgmZIor [ >EZm v HEmEE EEES > kfast—Faked pears, , graham muffins, milk, Luncheon—=Salmon ti ics, apple sauce, whole | | Binner—stewed chickensiw onions, new potatoes in pars ter, stuffed tomato salad, mousse, sponge cake, whole {rolls, milk, coffec. | There are to make when the or th milk sours. cream amount of shorter 0 butter is saved I'he sour cream pienic or all 1 or th 1 entirely sour Cream Drop Cooki 1 cup butter, 11 drop cool raisins or da i “goodirs’ teaspoon soc ur cream 3 te poon codfish | — coffee, mbales, - [ercamed peas, sour cream drop cook wheat bread, ith tiny ley but- maple wheat lots of delicious things “turns” | cream makes | ing un- <ies are afternoon tea tes can | can be -4 cups 3 cups aspoons vanilla p rai- Mix 2 powr eream a ingredier flavoring chopy I 1 bake NEA Ser King sheet a 12 rig r it s to . raisins rop by 1 flour- minutes Picture Hat e ) :\nun%) n far o and gives a artisty BOBBED HAIR looks wonderful /It with the tiny tint of Golden Glint veins or money back by all good Shamnan —adht at | 7 Gossip’s Corner Improves the Flavor | i i | let jt of oil, tasteless meat savory lie vinegar little- onjon over night in a dressing and paprika ywith a Add Grated Cheese It vou want (o in oric the it French 1crease cal- with and I grated ¢ Ttalians of soup the serve erse as do. Machine Stit Tet your hing hine Den't waste time vhen it the machine. sewing o help 1ing. wing But May t aside tion he mi “IUIL be lotta any objec- made party for Car- leaves tomorrow for | said quickly. "Il | for seven-thirty . . .| room a little | an have a too. She alifornia,” she ask everybody in my early, minute alone And before he had time 1o object, May had left him with a wave of her hand and a smile that lingered | in his memory An expression of extrom he tw cane sittin Come wil 50 we ¢ satis- appear led his out of doors. An R at Herbert W tremendously pleased is own face, as auntily would have said th erbury was hing ur later May over some An from had moved nth floor ite on the third | rated it with doz- | white and | ba er room on the eleve of 'the hotel Yo & one, & e and d ad ordered the ns s of roses } dinner for five to sitting room that | Dangerous Varicose i) Veins Can Be Reduced olt of his that this engagement rked cheerf! lering n to normal size. | before the mir- | to reduce swollen | ror of her new bedroom She hegan to hrush her halr. Iy to her face its with a lavish hand anti & guarante veins re 2 4 ap- e amainet fhe v HMAY SEYHOUR TLOOSE BEATIICE BURION &, | glass | shaped | How stupid of me!” | dreamily. | telephone girl, and May asked her He raised his brows and his eyes questioned her as he held a stock certificate before her. S e S A e T L pearl of her skin, with the eye of n artist, Then she met her own eyes in the mirror, and laughed loud. “You smart thin she ad- dressed herself, “to pick up a mil- llon-dollar husband, just like that!" And she snapped her fingers. Presently she sat down before the to manicure the almond- nails of her long, slender hands. She spread her fingers and | looked at them. On the third finger of the left hand the black pearl gleamed dully. “That's where I ought to be wear- ing Herby's engagement ring!” she | thought suddenly. "Oh, dear, why | didn't T ma him buy me one to- | day when were out on the boardwalk? . .. We must have passed two or three jewelry stores! we But then, in a week at the very latest, she would have not only an engagement ring, but a wedding ring. too! ... And after that, she could spend all the money she wanted for rings! Herby's money! “I'll make him give me a good, fat clothes allowance,” she decided “And we'll go to Egypt for our honeymoon. . ."” The sharp ringing of the tele- phone brought her back from these thoughts of wedded bliss and the land of the Nile, “Mr. Sprague calling,” said the to send him up. She met Dan, standing in the cen- ter of the great rose-scented living- room, and held out both her hands in welcome. “How fascinating he is in his uzly way!” she was thinking, as she miled at him with slightly-partéd Ip: “Good Lord, how rich she must be . .. to live like .th Sprague was thinking, as he looked down at her. He had not glanced at the room apparently, but his sharp eyes had instantly registered the size and splendor of it . and of the bed-room beyond. He knew that a suite of this sort was not to be ad for a song at a boardwalk hotel in Atlantic City. “Dear Tady, I came to talk busi- ness with you,” he said, laughing: in an exasperated sort of way. “And how can 1 talk business to' you when you look the way you do? I ant to Kiss you . . “Oh, g0 on with you!” May said, the corners of her lips tilting up. “If you wanted to kiss. me, you would!"™ Then, as he came toward her, she put a little gilt chair between them. No. no .. ."” Sprague laughed genially “AN right, if you won't let me make love to you, perhaps you'll let'me make money for you." he said, taking the gt chair from her. “Come down- stairs and while we have some tea 1 will explain to you." May agreed-and together went to the dining room. He cleared his throat and began. “Perhaps Waterbury's told you about my ofl well out in California,” he d. “They've sunk the shaft, nd the superintendent tells me it's going to make us all rvich . . Wa- terbury and two or three other fel- in with me on it Want to come along?" He raised his brows, and his eyes questio her he hgld a stock rtificate before her. “D-do you mean you want me to put some of my money-into it?" May asked. “Buy stock in it? Is that what you mean?” “You can make a colossal fortune if you do . .. that is. if you put a they lows who are few thousands into it,” Dan an- swered her. “There's an ocean of oll out there. under the old sand- BT whars wa'rh Arilline” May looked dreamily out of the window, S8he was a born gambler with a gambler's love of taking a chance, . . “I think I'l come in on it with you, Dan,” she said elowly, “But I'd like to think it over for a few days. Will that be al] right?" She had mads up her mind to buy the oll stock, buttshe knew she would have to wait to do it unti Ulysses T'organ should send her the money from the sale of the house. “Yes, I'll do It she repeated. And T'll see you tonight at seven- thirty, won't I? Don't forget you're having dinner with me.” His eyes were reproachful, could T forget?” he asked “Don't you know'that 1 look forward to every moment with you?" DR | At seven she was dawdling over her toilet, reveling in that delicious nfoment known only to women . . . the moment just before they put on a new gown that is sure to be be- coming. May stood looking at it, as it lay spread out upon the bed . . . a wisp of a thing. spangled with silver and foaming with gray lacg. $he picked it up, and as she stood with it in | her hands there came a sharp rap- ping on the door of (he sitting- room. “That's probably the waiter with the table—" she thought, “Well, he'll just have to wait a minute.” Unhurriedly’ she slipped the twi- light-colored dress over her head, and stood back from the mirror, lost in admiration of herself, She turned her head from side to side, noting with keen enjoy- ment the flashes which the electric light brought out from the shecn of her hair, and from the silver of er gown “'Oh, you are lovely, tonight!” she said aloud to herself. leaning closer to the mirror, and gazing at her- self with dreamy eyes, ‘o de- serve to have money — lots of it!" Suppose she did enter into a cold-blooded union with Herbert Waterbury? What of it — This was a world of barter and exchange, wasn't it? And if she wanted to sell her beauty and youth to a man who could give her marirage and lions, whose business was it but hers? — Love? That was for gils and boys in their teens! Again the knocking sound- ed upon the outer door. And May flashed a last admiring glance at “How | mil- | her brilllant reflection, went to open it Instead of the waiter, whom she expected to see, Jack Darnley stood there, immaculate in his dinner Jacket, and holding in his arms an enormous bunch of long-stemmed red roses, He stepped into the room, dropped the flowers down upon the nearest chair, and took May rough- ly into his arms, He thrust her head back and rained Kisses upon her mouth—hard, ferocious kisses that recked with the smell of whiskey May could feel his hot, tumultous breath — and an inch from her eyes were his own—Dblood-shot and glassy, With a great effort she pulled herself away from him “You dreadful child!" she cried, rubbing her bruised lips with the back of her hand, “How dare you befors she | touch me—2" Young Darnley laughed. “How dare 1 touch you?" he repeated thickly, “How dare I touch you — that's good! I suppose you've for- gotten the other night on the steel pier—" He lcaned forward and seized her again. "I always knew 1 was goipg to have a crush on a widow, some- time or other!” he muttered, “And believe me, Nanthippe, T have it!— Hot puppy, but I'm crazy about you!" | May pushed him firmly away | trom her. “Now, Jack, behave your- self she sald sharply, “You've been drinking!” “Not any more than usual. I'm pleasantly jingled most of the time, 's a matter of fact,”” he said sulkily. May pushed him down into a chair, and picked up his roses. “I'll put these in water — and thanks for them; they're lovely,” she said coolly, *Try to pull yourself to- gether before the others come,” “Others ack repeated, dully, “Others?—What others? 1 thought you and 1 were going to have a little party of our own — Why, I wouldn’t have come to his darned dinner if 1'd known you were going to have a horde of people in. I wanted you all to myself!"” He jumped up, and threw his arms around her once more, crush- ing the roses in her arms. “I want you to myself, T tell you!" he went on in a kind of frenz s me—"' Behind her, May heard the door that led into the hall, creak as it swung open. (To Be Continued) Why Mre, Whitefoot Didn't Move By THORNTON W. BURGESS To be too quick, may be, you know, As'bad as being just too slow, —Mrs. Whitefoot. Littie Mrs. Whitefoot the Wood Mouse was very much upset by the news that Spooky the Screech Owl actually was living in the same tree that contained her own home and the home of little Mrs. Timmy the Fiying Squirrel.. It was the latter who had told Mrs. Whitefoot about Spooky. Mrs. Whitefoot had de- clared that she would move at once. Little Mrs, Timmy had gone up to her own_home high up in the tree wondering if perhaps it mouldn’t be wise for her to move also. But somehow she couldn’t bear to think of moving again right away, so de- cided she would wait a bit, Little Mrs. Whitefoot saw to it that her bables were fed and then $he started out to look for a new home. Hardly had she left that free when Redtail the Hawk spled her and all but caught her. It was just in the ve ck of time that she saw him. panted little Mrs. Whitefoot, she she dodged into a little hole under the roots of a He saw her just as she saw him tree.” “It s a lucky thing T didn't have one of ‘those babies with me. It would have been the end of both of us. I didn’t suppose that fellow was anywhere around. to wait now to make quite sure that the way is clear.” S0 little Mrs, Whitefoot waited and waited. She would . poke her pretty little head out and then draw it back quickly, fearful that she had been seen. Finally she managed to get courage enough to come wholly out. She saw nothing of Redtail and started on to look for a new home. But she had gone only a short distance when the rustie of a leaf caused her to turn her head quickly. There was Reddy Fox. He saw. her just as she saw him. Now Reddy can move very quickly. Few people can move more quickly than Reddy Fox. He was just about {wo good jumps from Mrs, Whitefoot, and he made those two jumps sb quickly that it seemed as if he had covered the distance in 6ne jump. Now there is such a thing being a little oo quick sometimes. Reddy was so quick that in almost the time it would take you to draw a breath he landed right exactly on the spot where Mra. Whitefoot had been o But she wasn't there. She had been quite as quick as Reddy Instead of running away from him, for there was a little hole in the ground that she knew of there Reddy had thought that If she ran at all she-would run away frem him, and that it he missed her on that sreand fnmn ke wonld et her on as 1 shall have | the third, Jump So he made that sceond before he realized that little M ‘Whitefoot w not running away from him. The result was that he jumped right over her. The \e instant his feet touched the ground he whirled about. He was just in time to see Mrs, Whitefoot's long, slim tail disappear in that hole. Then you should have Reddy dig. My, how he made dirt fly! But he didn’t get littie Mrs. White- foot. There was a little tunnel along which she ran. Tt led to an opening under a pile of brush. Peeping out from under the pile of brush she watched, until finally, Reddy gave up and went away. Then little Mrs. Whitefoot returned straight home. She had decided that this wouldn't be a good day to move, (Copyright, 1925, by T. W. Burgess) The next story: “A Young Wood- pecker Had a Bad Fright.” seen the COLOR CUT-OUTS David Copperfield . | | THE SATPROUSE This Is one day's chap tamous story of “David Copper- field.” 1If you cut out and color these dolls every day you will soon have a whole set of David Copper- | field dolls with which to act out the | story. t of the “Why looking thing ! pri “That's it. Master Davy," Ham. “IU's a ship house.” If the ip house had been Alad- din's palace itself it could not have David David’s room was in the stern vessel and was so little it looked like the room in a play house. It had a tiny win- dow where ‘the yudder used to g | through, and on the wall hung a looking-glass all framed with oyster | shelis. and just the right height for | David (Make Ham's coat a dark blue His hat and scarf should be tar Tomorrow the jolly Mr. Peggo will appear). i it, cried Davi ship- d in sur- said pleased more.