New Britain Herald Newspaper, October 22, 1925, Page 10

A Wife’s Confessional Adele Garrison's New Phase of REVELATIONS OF A WIFE Lillian Finds How Katherine Was Choked lnto Submission At Dicky's command of to come near Katherine's room, 1 fried to apeak, and found that 1 could a ticulate slowly, but each syllub came with difficulty and pain, “1 must go to Katherine," 1 sald, “even {f. ** I could not finish the | sentence, but put the keys back in his hands and turned down the corridor. “You = unlock the | doors." For a wonder he did not de- mur. I suppose he saw the pmy nant anxiety In my face and knew it was useless to detain me. “T'lIl get Li! and Mother there in a jiffy,” he sald. And even as 1 en- tered the door of my own room where Katherine had kept vigil over Fanny Powell, T heard him unlocking his mother’'s door and | then racing down the corridor Lillan's, not heeding the excited exclamations and questions his mother hurled after him. “She Gagged Us Both” Was Katherine alive or had my 1ittle kinswoman's life been t n. intentionally or not by the girl she bhad nursed so assidiously? 1 was almost frenzied by the time T en- tered the room and saw her stretched upon the bed with Jim ‘throwing water upon her face and XKatle rubbing her hands, while the tempestuous tears splashed down from my little maid's eyes. ha. nursed so assiduously? 1 was as 1 reached the bed. Her eyelids were twitching, and even as 1 looked, they opened, and she look- ed vacantly at me for a second — then a look of intense reliet flashed into them as she recognized me, and she trled to speak. 1 knew from my own heart what had been her most acute terror — she had feared Fanny Powell's attack upon me — even as I had been terrified for her. 1 set my hand gently over her | Hips and closed them. “You must not try to speak,” I whispered slowly and with diffi- culty, although each syllable T ut- tered made it easier to articulate the next one, “She — gagged us both, but oh, my dear, 1 am afraid she hurt you much worse.” My fear was justified by her ap- pearance and that of the room. Chairs were overturned, the cloth- ing of the bed disarranged, andi to poised TN there were bruises a ored upon her delicate face and thioat. That the little nurse had been awakened more quickly thun 1. had sprung up in bed and strug- Ble mightily to subdue her tient, 1 was sure, 1 wondered why Katherine had not screamed for hielp, and then, upon looking more closely, 1 saw t the bruises upon her neek the prints of cruel fir realized that Fanny Powell had choked her tnto submission. lifted weukly ady discol- pas were and She throat comprehension ply to her neck the same kind of gontle wge with which Dicky had soothed wy brujses. 1'rom the doorway behind voleed exclamations Mother swiftly it eve her and 1 as 1 begun hand to nodded her my to ap- mas me sounded low- of dismay, and Graham and Lillian came to the bLedside, was Mother Graham, how- lo took charge of things with the efficiency and lack of fuss- ing which is hers in any real stres To my surprise, Lilllan, usuall and competent, cast one panie-stricken look at Katherine's Druised throat and then sank to her knees beside the bed, patently be- veft of the strength to stand. “Lock up the Remorse™ “Oh, my dear!” she id;: “to think T brought that girl into this house!" 1 realized with a throb of sym- pathy what agony of contrition mnst be hers, but T also knew that this weakness in time of strees was totally unlike Lilllan, no matter what cause she had for sorrow. and with the feeling that I must rouse her to action or 1 would have two patients en my hands instead of one, 1 stopped stroking Katherine's throat, and put my hands firmly illlan’s shoulders, ippose you lock up the re- morse until tomorrow.” 1 sald, with an effort, knowing that a bludgeon of speech instead of a stiletto was needed just now, “and trot out your common-sense If you haven't lost it completely. You're no more to blame than anybody else for bringing that girl here, but if you ma Katherine worse by col- lapsing so that she'll worry about vou, you will have some reason for heaping -cloth and ashes on vour head. Copyright, 1925, by I"eature Service, Newspaper Inc. Letter from John Alden Prescott to Sydney Carton — Conti It was with great difficulty that 1 kept myself from kicking that old man out of my office, bu(‘ 1 thought that was probably just wh a the wanted me to do, so 1 re- strained my temper and asked wi(h‘ as much a show of calmness as 1 was capable of. “Come out with it. What do you| want?"” “] want enough money to move away from this town. I want| enough money to live on after 1] am away from this town. T want to take my daughter away where | no ome can point the finger of | scorn at her.” “That got my goat right, N The old hypocrite! In the first place, no one in Pittsburgh would point the finger of scorn at his daughter. A scorning finger would | be thrust out at me for being a fool, that's all. You know that as well as 1. Things nowadays have | ehanged a great deal since rugs were royal raiment, when worn for | virtue's sake. That old scoundrel ! didn't intend to go away. He didn't| want to take his daughter away. He just wanted to bleed me zmd] keep on bleeding me. | T was in a tight place, however B8yd. It T didn't pay the old blather skite, he would raise such a fuss that all the town would think T was nbpeglecting my business and spending my money on riotous liv- ing. (How the refor roll these words ‘riotous under thelr tongues:) 1 certainly would Bim out, but after have ki tomorrow 'm going to ask my bank to lend me $150,000 call loan, T don't antici- pate any {rouble gefting it as my collateral is A No. 1, but you see the newspaper reports make me out somewhat a rounder — which you know I am not. And the moaey powers would juet love to get me where they could ask me all sorts of questions. Good Lord, Syd, why is it that 1 am one of that kind of men who are not allowed to do the slightest kind of a good act without some- one pulting a very different mean- ing to it? I was thinking all which T am writing these to you things and | also trying to plan some sort of a way out of the mess was a knock at the came Sally Atherton Stimpson together, I wish you could have seen old Stimpson's face! Anger and sur- prise made it look ridiculous. T think he was more surprised than 1 was and that’s going some. “Didn’'t T tell you to stay at home, Maggie?" he said in a very ugly voic “I told you I'd fix this thing up all vight.” Well, Mrs. Atherton to my house and told me tead of keeping out papers you . over here Prescott’s office trying to 000 from him. You stand that!™ (Copyright, 1925, Inc.) 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He orders milk and a sandwich and continucs cross-in- dexing the household, NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY But H, Hedge was 80 busy at his card indexes when gilorace return- ed with the order that the sand- wich and the milk: stood on the | desk for half an hour hefore he no- ticed them, Alice came home in the middie of the afternoon. She tip*aed past the door of the library #nd eaw him intent upon his writing. Vor an instant she hesitafed, uncertain; then apparently changed her mind about somefhing, passed on through the hall and went upstairs. She found Constance in her private den on the second floor, “Why is he still here?” demand ed Alice, finging her books on the floor. | Constance made a weary gesture and tricd to vesnme her readivg. | “But T thought we w to get vid of him, persisted Alice, sur- prise ppointment unmis- takable in her voice. Ihe elder sister fossed her novel | Into a corner and contemplated | Alice as though the latter were quite incapable of understanding, | “But, Counie, you said—" | “Never mind what 1 said. He's| here — and it looks as if he were here to stay. “Conni Alice sat down and | stared, | “Yes —— to stay”” repeated Con- | stance bitterly, | Alice hitehed an ankle across one knee und looked thoughtful. No, T guess not,” she assented. “Did—did he run out on you?” “Approximately.” “And what did you do?" languidly. VERTICAL Arched. iant man, of varied the sky. To employ. . To accomplish. CGiaiters, To loiter. . Varlant of “a’. A toothed wheel. . Conceived. Falsehowds. . Came in, Mobs in violent @ To observe. . $.001 in DBrazil. 26, Sesame (plant). . Honey carrier. . Plerced. Home of birds. Broaden. Lashes. . Hen fruft. . Twenty-four hours. Small mass. Sheltered. Woolen cloth. . Tmbecilic. Vandal . Matching . Stalks of One who . Pork. To be in debt. Frozen. One apparently cited. . Portion of a circle, . Ripped. . Opposite of aweather. . Depressed . Ocean. . Point of compass. . Negative. colored light in dishes, sugar cane. squanders money. not casily “Uh-huh.” “You know perfectly well Don’t T've be “8till, it's usually best: it's sim- | © COLOR CUT-OUTS Joan of Arc “GO INTO FRANCE” This is the fourth day’s chapt of the story of Joan of Arc. low Orleans. Soon you whole set of cut-ou act out the will darkened and thickened. lish leader, Salisbury, way to Orleans and king, Charles. poor, was the indolent, on Salads are health foods ALADS are health foods; end scientists tell us they should be part of our daily menus. To give them rich zest and appetite- provoking flavor, add a measure of the delicious, new Gulden's Saladressing Mustard, specially made by the makers of the fam- ous Gulden’s Mustard, for sal- ads and enfrees. This wonderful pev salad mastard is @ moderated blend of the finest mustard weeds, rich olive oils and pungent vine gar and spices. Tt enhances the flavor of all mild-flavored foods. Good cooks Dow use it reguiacly. Try it today. Your grocer has it In gen- erous sised botties, | Sc GULDENS SALADRESSING MUSTARD Fol- the adventures of the Maid of have a s with which to Meanwhile the dangers of France | The Eng- his French and | {ll-adyised, was debating whether he plest,” said Alice. “But how are we g£oing to get him out of the house?” “I'm not sure that we are.” Don't tell me you've quit, Con- | nie’ “Of con 1 haven't quit,” re- torted Constance. “If you'd only ggest, and not criticize, we'd get shonld retreat into Spaln or Scot- land. The voice which Joan heard be- came more frequent and more ur- gent. The word now was always, Go—go into France!” At last it told her the way to go. “Go,” said % the volce, “to Vancouleurs, to Itob- { Somewhere. Ineidentally, hereafter ert de Baudricourt, the governor; [¥ou walk to school.” he will give you men-at-arms, and [ T—what™ i send you to the king."” “You are to hit the trail zdonl—: (Here s the long, black gown { ehance is there when he said so." Alice gasped and turned pink. “Never!" she cried. “First’ Iit's prunce, and then it's pedestrian- fsm. I tell you, W1l not stand it, Connfe. T'll — T'll tear up all his papera. I'll wreek his-office!” nsense,” ®atd Constance. “Thats foolishness." “Well, we have to fight the devil with fire, you know.” “Perhaps — when the devil will fight. But what are you going to do when he gimply won't? What he just sits and looks at you and then makes the most Insulting remark in & “Hercalter you walk to school.” perfectly calm voice? It he would only get mad, and rant — and swear — that would be something! It would be a beginning anyhow. But, as it is. you might as well go out and call names at one of the statues in the park. The statue would sfill be there when you were speechless.” Alice and strolled to the window, nily she turned and said: e “Here comes Billy, now. We'll get him up here and sce if he has thought of anything." Constance shook her head idly. She was not optimistic as tg Billy's thinking. She rathgr feared “that if the E. E. incubus’ was to be re- moved, the thinking would have to which Joan wears when she is cast | into prison at the e¢nd of her life. | Color it and save it until it is need- ed at the end of the story). Copyright, 5, Associated ditors, Inc. Milk ¥or the Baby Do not feed the baby condensed milk. Condensed milk is sterilized, making it difiicult for digestion, and the quantity of sugar present,is in too great a proportion to the other foodstuffs. Peter Gets Better Acquainted By Thornton W. Burgess When you have nothing else to do ch for something that is —Peter Rabbit. Peter Rabbit was greatly delight- ed with lis new acquaintance, RRud- dy the Red-backed Mouse, living {In the Green Forest. He was de- { lighted for the reason that he is al- | ways delighted when he learns | somithing and it was news {10 him that there was such a small person Ruddy the Red-backed cousin to Danny Meadow So, having made this new acquaintdnce, Peter spent consid- erable time in that part of the Green TForest where he had found Ruddy. 1le didn't always find Rud- | dy when he wented to, but then for! (hat matter neither did he always| find Danny * Meadow Mouse when | he wanted to out on the Green Meadows, The truth fs, to be ex- act, Ruddy usually found Peter fn- stead of Peter finding Ruddy. Pe- » on her face, | ter would go over there and just nor have T since T met her. She|sit around until he would hear a used no cleansers based on animal | squeaky little voice say, “Hello, Pe- or vegetable fs ter Rabbit.” Then for a while Pe- She gave me a formula which all|ter would gossip. You know he the greatest beauty dearly loves 4o gossip. employ, Tt cleans the “Do you have a lot of private lit- depths. Tt removes all tle paths like your cousin, Danny t and oil which Meadow Mouse?” asked P Tut it does not “Why you ask?” inquired skin. Not a drop ¢ Ruddy suspiciously. lahsorbed. 1t simply leaves the “Oh, for nothing entirely clean, d Peter. ' "1 That is the fir Over beauty. A clean skin, w Is or 1 to get it as n | Mouse | Mouse, Needs this help aboveall. | Facial cleanliness By Edna Wallace Hopper Thousands of women ask me how |E made myself a famous beauty and | how T kept my youthful bloom to my grand old age. many reasons. One of aught me by Lucic 2 famous D'avisian beauty She never | | used so; { experts skin the interfere now to the grime with Assimilate n be skin [with the in particular.” just ~ wondered, on the Green forever finding little paths, But found any paths were yours.” | grinned. *I'm glad to said he. *"Of course T| have a few little paths but they're mostly hidden where you wouldn't e them. You see here in the | Green Forest T don't have to run In paths as Danny Meadow Mouse in grass. He has to cut paths through that grass because lit grows so close. Here 1 can run | anywhere 1 please. T like it better this way. I have lived where it was damp and moss grew thick, nd littte paths. I couldn’t help it. But paths are very | to get you into trouble.” y don't me,” declared Peter. get me out of trouble, If it repl that's all. Meadows T Danny's 3 nor here 1 have not ow 1 have arranged so that all| {hat T thought women may enjoy this| Ruddy Il it my Facial Youth. R toilet counters now supply it, tly the same as Lucie Lantelme [ nished it to me. to skin blem- 1 know do you know | does the For Trial Bottle 1 today 1 F a Wallace Hopper, o | hicago. . Eaclose very y Facial You 15 “They Briar-patch, I would have been canght and eaten more than once.” Ruddy began o chuckle. chuckled and chuckled. It was a funny, squeaky littls chuckle. “What are you laughing at?” de- manded Peter, “1 was just wondering how any one could be eaten more than once,” gald Ruddy, Peter wobbled his wobbly little nose at Ruddy. “You know what I meant,” sald he. “You know' that T meant that there's been more than one time when those little paths have saved my life.” “That's hecause you live In such a tangle that you have te have lit- tle paths througn it in order to move quickly, Now I dom't. It I had little paths they would be like- ly to lead some enemy _right straight to my house,” sald Ruddy. “That reminds me,” ecxclaimed Peter. “Where is your hous been wondering about some time." He that “Speaking of home, T must get right back there now. Good by, Peter,” Again Ruddy chuckled that fun- ny littie chuckle of. his. “A lot of people have wondered about that very same thing and are still won- dering, d he. “I'm afrald you'll have to wonder with the rest of them unless you are smart enough to find it. It you can find. it I'll be glad to have you make a call on Mrs. Ruddy and myse]f. Speaking of home, I must get right back there now. Good by Pete! (Copyright. 192 Burgess) hadn’t been for the little paths 1 The next story: “Peler Tries lo | getting' ,0r run for congress, | let go of mine, at any rate. ? I'\c‘ for | jand there was a tilt to her chin. | with this, or to anybody else, And, A0 L ght; | forgot, But say \ Billy stopped short and regards ed Ny sisters with an expression of dreadful doubt. “Do we — do, W His volce sounded 'faltered again. hollow and Ji apter: Hedge Is forcibly AILMENTS OF YOUNG GIRLS Relieved by Lydia E. Pink- ham’s Vegetable Compound School Teacher’s Experience be done in her own head. 1t was not the magnitude of the problem that daunted her; it was the elusiveness of it. There seemed to be no place of beginning. H. Hedge had settled himself upon the household like a glant kraken: his tenacles were cverywhere and it seemed perfectly useless to try cut- ting an odd one here and there. Besides, as yet she possessed no weapon. Billy Brooke found his sisters in moody silence. “How'd you make out, Connie?” he demanded. “At lcast as well as you did, be- fore you ran away."” "'Oh, come, There wasn't any use of my staying. Why, I'd have only batted him one, If 1 had." Constance regarded her' brother with a faint smile, the significance of which he was quick to appreci- ate, “Oh, you needn’t do that” he growled. “T tell you Connle, 1 was ready to paste him. He too; another minute and Fvanston,Wyoming.~* A few years ago | had troubles every month such asgirlsoftenhave, and would sufler awfully every ime. ] was teach- ing school and it made it hard for me ag I had to go to bed for two or three d One day my mother suggested that | take Lydia E. Pinkham’s Veg- etable Compound, which I did, and it did wonders for me. In the course of a year 1 marri after my first baby was horn1 got up too soon and it caused a displace- ment. This troubled me o that I couid hardly walk or do my housework. knew what the Vegetable Compound did for me before 50 I took it again. It strengthened me and now 1 have five little kiddies, The eldest 1ssix, the baby is five months old and I hav twin boys three yearsold and aboy of five years. I do all my own housework, washing and ironing, and L never feit better in my life, Towe my bealth to your wonderful medicine,”’ Mrs. VERBENA CARPENTER, 127 2nd Avenue, Evanston, Wyoming, g, . knew “It's too bad you were so busy you couldn’t wait another minute.”!| Billy snorted. hink T'm afraid of him, eh?” No, indeed,” sald Constance, with emphasis. “I'm sure it, ironical he never threatened you—" “He'd better not!” with anything except work.” Willlam . Brooke flushed a deep red. “Work!"” he blurted. “What do you think of that, Alice? He thinks he's going to make me work!” “Well, T have to go to school,” sald Alice unsympathetically, *“1 don’t see why you shouldn't work, or do some- thing to fill your time.” Billy strode the length of the room and back 'again, scowling. “Well, anyhow,” he sald, “I've doped out the proper scheme and I'm going to see about it today.” The sisters looked Interested; yet Constance was cautious, “We'll go to Uncle Roscoe. He'll fix it. He'll do anything for you, Connle.” | Alice palm proval. "The very thing!" she cried. | “Uncle Ros will come down here and run the whole shebang, If we want him to, And he's some un- cle.” Conetance shook her head. “Well, what's the matter?” manded Billy., We are not going to Uncle Ros- coe,” she said firmly. “You are not even to think of it. Billy,"” “Why not?, Wouldn't he do it?” “Perhaps: yes, probably — it he could. Thats not to point, though. We are not going to Uncle Roscoe, or anybody. This is our affajr.” ““Maybe, But suppose we're not able to tackle {t?" “It's still our affair, just the same,” declared Constance grimly, 3 X [But whats the objection {0 Rfi‘.’;;fi&'.’: urf‘(‘v:ll)x;t?r‘;ux»‘:&I':l‘:t;ieayl;e;:{ l}, calling in help, particularly when | beneficial to the scalp. Mothing hettef o7 Its all in the. family?" queried| Cjidremehair. Voormoneyipstantiy relundt Alice, all good dealers such as: “Pride! That's reason enough.” “Well, T don’t ses that dolling ourselves up in pride is going to set us anything,” said Billy grouch- ily pounded a fist into and nodded her emphatic ap- New hmpo That Keeps Light Hair Golden Mway; No more faded or darkered blende Blondex, the wonderful new shampo lighthair only,not only keeps blonde hat carkening, but quickly restores the na leaming radjancetolight hairthathas already faded or dariicned. Even after the very firet shampoo, you will be amazed at the charming Talr Dept. BLONDEX Ghe Blonde Hair Shampoo HIS NIGHT may convince you Store, Tt may not get us anything,” re- marked Constance, “but we gtill have our pride, T don’t propose to Why, think of it! Do you want to make us a laughing stock of all our rela- tives and friends? Do you suppose we'll get any sympathy? Granted that Uncle Roscoé might help us out — wouldn't he he splitting his sides all the time he was doing it? Not for me)” Constance stood up and made a vivid gesture with hoth arms. “Are we going to advertise what has happened tg9 us? Heaven knows it may come out anyhow, in spite ‘of us. That's bad enough, Do You realize what would happen if the ‘newspapers- got hold of this? Have. you thought qf that?" Alice looked startled, “I don’t propose to be laughed at, if T can help it,” declared Con- stance, her voice rising. “Besides, this is our business and nobody clse’s. I'm not going to trot around looking for comfort on the outside. If we can’t handle this thing our- selves, then we deserve what we're getting. So far as I've ever heard, the Brookes always fought their own battles,” Constance was a very fair repre- sentative of Brooke going into combat. Her eyes were snapping Sallow skin is more than skin deep. For that tired, wornout listless feeling, keep your stomach, liver andbowelsfree from indigestion, biliousness and constipation. 9 Chamberlain’s Tablets will keep you clean inside. Take two tonight. They will not make you sick and you will feel good to~ morrow. Only 25 cents. Sold everywhere “ry “No, sir, Billy Brooke,” looking her brother squarely in the eye. m 00 a “You don't go to Uncle Roscoe . to be popular’’—a pity Excess fat has no excuse today. Millions of people have learned how to correct it. Look about you and you will see that slene der figures are becoming almost universal. All ideas of style and beauty now demand them. 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Send th if there's any way to help it, yau're not to let peopls find out about it s He shrugged his substantial shoulders and looked despairingly at Allce. *“T suppose we're to stand. for| anything then,” he grumbled. “Not necessarlly.” sald Con- ! stance. “T havenlt quit, anyhow. T'll/ admit T can't eee the way out — vet. But that doesn’t mean that 1 won’t find one — or you, or Alice.! Heavens! What do we have brains for . 1 “So we can get a headache" drawled Alice. “I'm tired of think- ing about it already." Constance ignored the remark. | “Let’s all put our minds to it and get together on it tonight, if wo can,” she concluded. “It's a pity if we can't do something. 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