New Britain Herald Newspaper, December 8, 1925, Page 14

FRIDAY, DECEMBER 4, 1925. TUESDAY DECEMBER 8, 1925. SPINSTERIOOD: e © 1925 %y NEA SEQVICE ING, T A Wife's Confes.,.,.lal Adele Garrison’s New Phase of REVELATIONS OF A WIFE BEGIN HERE TODAY her wrap and started for the door.|and a wine bottle lay near the table | rops and she's always good ecopy. I s L I 1 BARBARA HAWLEY, 25, breaks | Bruce followed her. edge. don't care what she talks about. = with her flance, BRUCE m;Y T A A man's overcoat and hat hung on | Might ask her about Paris clothes or Quick-Change Artist Mislcals His NOLDS, and gets & job on the Now |, w00k here, Barbara," he sald, |, [ophear the table, Barbura ad- Horlln BeerLycia Wl pive 00 8 Pursuer B n Telegraph, in order (o see | “don't be foolish. This 45 no time to | vanced to examine them. The pock- | front page story. She has sense of lite |carry an old grudge. You should|ats had been emptied. She looked | the dramatic that would have made As our car righted {tself ANDREW M¢DERMOTT, the |DeVer have come here. You've got to | around the room. There was nothing | her a fine newspaper womau, And Lee Chow's halr-ralsing swe ) managing editor, is a former friend | Bt out of this place and somebdy | else in sight. she has the money to live up to it the Bingha slde str n of her father, BOB JEFFRIES, po- | MUst take you, They say the police| Barbara turned toward the door. ay ¢ i¢ 1 were vou, I'd call Chinese barked out a stacca lice reporter, proves friendly. have been called." Just befors she reached it, she/|that young Reynolds. He scemed~bn “‘l il boss lady w Barbara gets a letter in the love- “I don’t need you!" snapped Bar- | (urned a&nd looked , back at the| great dis ause he could not Chinese man lorn mail signed “Violetta,” asking|P8ra. “I have an escort. Suppose|wrecked table. Something red caught how to attract a young man soclal. | YOU stop troubling yourself en my | ner eye in the folds of the cloth. In Barbara stopped by the telephone v suparior to the writer. account.” an instant she was on her knees be- | switchboard on her way to the hat Barbara attends a newspaper din. | ‘The last I saw of your escort,”|gsids the table. She drew out from be. | rack. “If anyt ner at the Lighthouse Inn, with|answered Bruce, sternly, "he was|neath it a plece of vivid streamer. | ever calls me ag GINBAD SULLIVAN, a press agent. |40!ng grand opera among the chrys-|{ Then she thrust it in the pocket of (To Be Continued) Thers she meets JEROME BALL, a|anthemums.” He tossed his head to- J'm- wrap. | e 1 man about town. While she {s danc- | Ward the table where the newspaper| ghe was closing the door when the | READ HERALD “LASSIFIED ADS k ing with him, Binbad drinks too|Party hed sat. finbad lay with his|jttie doctor in gray hurried down FOR YOUR WANTS car much ¢hampagne and climbs on the [ head in the flower basket. the steps, carrylng his medicine i tabls to sing. Barbara turned upon Bruce. | case, ra stepped in front of To Barbara's horror, she sees | “What's the idea of your telling me | yjm Brues Reynolds ataring at her. whether or not I've got to get out of | “A clear case of sulcide,” he re- ma The sound of a shot comes from llhlA place, anyway? I'm not going|piled to her question Norman b His fear of pursuit or interception M e nner room {n the roadhouse to get out. This is going to be a| Hollowell, of the Hollowell Bond 0 4 by the mysterious Chinese of whom I | tha \n\\ GO ON WITH THE STORY | front page story, and I'm here to| Brokerage Company. Suicide note e % had caught a brief g s CHAPTER XVI | cover the ground for the Telegraph.” | i his pocket, and proof that he was em ’ust i~ goading him to an almost s P 1pon t w No one moved. She walked away, with her head|ajone in the room. Waiter had left| ”" man effort. That fact was evi ) t vas a large bath- | inbad, poised among the candle. |in the air. The room was practically | him only two minutes before the| ®¢ eybees d the speed to which he put g girl out.’ sticks, swayed slightly, his mouth | empty lvyht‘.ns time, and she went|gnot. He died instantly.” On ° he ingenious y Oh, this ! 88" o ) Spend a ple our filllng | ® Too still open. Barbara stood by the|out into the hall Barbara found her way back to pu he turned f | 2 s r r T ] 3 1able, clutehing the back of a chair.| Bob had vanished. Several of the|ns front hall, where the roadhouse A xce n another, doubli g|c ers 19 1 | Tvery face was turned toward the [Other men from the newspaper| manager was making a statement to mgthet every other device poss 1 ] nt | compound | wall through which the deadened | group were in the hall, arguing With| tne other reporters. The doctor in. pursult. in| 4 ra 4 To apply secondary colors L raport had come. the roadhouse manager to let ”“m:ttrrur\"'l him. “Ne use trying to - @ SO LIGHT, rich Lol o 5 Measure of area | A door openad and a white.faced | into the room where the shot had|pyep 4t up, Martinl The man is © B sigikn L wn on fle : o8 19 bitants of a it y man appeared. It was Martini, the |been fired. The manager was resisi-|dead and everybody in New Britain XN in flavor, an "o I > ing 5 | manager of the roadhouse {ing their pleas with grutt words and | knows him.” © © crispy, you'll | ward from the doorw ralse . 1 I “Just a moment, please,” he said wn!thc hands, The telephons booth was sur- ® recognize | slackened speed a trifie. I s took our a assi 2 Jve in the watar #ish. fach. | to the crowd. “Is there a doctor in| Someone rushed up to Barbara.|pounded by a fighting swarm of men o, a Honeybee at turning his head 1 and a Femaie 1 i T | tne » house? Thers has been a slight Sha recognized him as one oOf the| .porters, Barbara ran after the &l And eal as We I ) 5 tarataty dent in a private dining room." | Tribune reporters who had been in| napager, “Please, Mr. Martini,” she © once. you littls man {n gray stepped for- | her party. “Say, Miss Hawley,” he|gmiied, “may I rest a moment in can get them | ‘711 The manager grasped him by | cried, “Jeffries asked me to 100k | your offica?” fresh every day { the arm and pulled him through the | OUt for you. That soclety editor he | Tye man looked at her suspicious- - at your deale yor, which swung shut behind | had flung a fit at the first mention| v Then he opened a door and ush- 5 ast h!‘fi ident "‘H our ! aleent inaiea be| s s otisorh | them {of the police and hung around his|ered her fn. “We don't want any (Eh th ¢ g ¢ ] of fishes The spall of silence shatterad. The | nack to be taken home. Threatened | yqors scandal out of this than is un- e ¥ 1 s . { erowd burst {nto pandsmonium. |to go into hysterics if he didn't 8et| yioidable, It wasn't the fault of the s the v 3 I An accident!" “What kind of an «l""’l" iy !‘""r "F‘“’“"“' Wa$| management that the man picked et B DEOes ‘ I 47 1 made from grain (pl) |accident?” “Mighty queer!” “There's | blasted =ever felt 80 80TEY OF 8| oyt the Lighthouse Inn as a place lly | Leo ntly s t plar ) TS A e aomething Nhlfw all this." chap in my lite. It you'll wait o kit hfmm( And ,fl!nh,,p,l,@,v DOOLITTLE ) s a i " T I 0 1 ined Men trisd to soothe excited ~\omen;'jfr° while I get the facts on this|nere wasn't any woman mix-up. He \ ‘ drive p companions, poured tumblers of |I'll take you home in a few min- | waygjone.” ni lo arafuily C oLyer e I | wa sent waite pLes 5 S Barbara reached for the telephone. ee ing road led int £ > | wa rn to | Then came T, ok you,” smiled Barbara, |.xorman Hollowell has killed him. Tee 1 1 go tl n. { nave been called. | “but I think I'll get a facts MY~ | caif in the Lighthouse Inn,” she told | @ Nobody know we sam D pak There was & rush for the door. |selt.’ i | MeDermott, breathlessly. “The man- DOUGHNUTS 1 not be When the crowd 4 i, those She made her way to a NAITOW | ,o.. gavg ha was alo but thera I agreed with him 1 : on the rear stampeded. Every va',\l"hlall ]hm “XM "01“07‘)’”: back 0‘;11\35 a read sash under the table and in t I s room was deserted except the | the house. A maid with cap aWIV| ypare he shot himselt.” s ¢ ¢ Toh newspaper table, on which Sinbad | W38 hurying through the dark pas-| = aarting made a dive for the tele- | I CRULLER DiEnE g Vawd sSullfvan had slumped down among |sagewas 5 phone. “Damn you,” he sald. o 1 .‘ o ehrvsanthemums, and one or “Where {s the room where the ac- Barbara made a rush for the 1 r o ta near the windows, at|cident occurred? asked Barbara.|g.one dqoor, She opened it and ran & 1 | which eat men who watched the | "I must see the doctor. pell-mell into the arms of Bob Jef- i | scene with a cynleal amusement. The girl stammered and clutehed | g Flmy iy “eoodness,” eald Bob. e farm | came ¢ a . 5 Barbara clung to the chair on|at ber apron. “Over there, the L8 | iy re1p 1ike a dog, leaving you. But 1T 1 out | whieh she had been leaning. Jerome, | door under the stairs. A you're all right, aren't you, Bab?” ] - | | Bob and all the rest of the news-| Darbara opened the door slowly "ss, and I've got the story. You ; I paper people had compls disap- | and looked in. A blaze of light meti, 4 gg {n unless you want to.” j { her eyes. Ths room was small, prob- | “uqink 1'q better,” he answered. fe1t a hand on her arm, and |ably intended for a study or second | .p) "o 1ice haven't come yet, have found Bruce Reynolds look- | library. Its walls were wainscotted hey? Met an old fellow in the n at His face was|in walnut, and there were no Wil- |, 0 sy who says he saw a woman | dows. Electric lights overhead and | ,,n "oyt of the entrance here and Y »u home, Bar {in all sconces burned garishly. | down the road, about an hour ago. can use In 4 corner stood a table for two, | £A%T U8 TORE MK e what was Barbara from him. | the cloth dragged half off and trail. | ‘ Wwrong, and got to the porch just in Vertical No, thank you." reached for | ing on th or. Overturned glasses | o " “ear the shot.” ] 1t i | “H.m,” replied Barbara, and hail- ] J o G ed a tax | S oite LETTER JROM SALLY ATHER I i ‘Norman Hollowell a Sulcide,” TON TO LESLIE. PRISCOTT 2 i 5 | said the headlines. “Kills self in —CONTINU] I*v t 1 2 P | Lighthouse private dining reom. At t A L Unknown woman companion flees ! fonge ! : b : | betore tragedy.” tissues of the , it is not so ateria At is i .\zflu i ndition exists for the condi iscussing, | | Barbara laid down the extra with T A e R themomentyou | t. Th y l!o taffeta dress had o ok e seme ia| board asamare skirt, where she had brushed against [ table in the composing room. Her tram or body ached with fatigue. Yowler Visits Buster Bear | “It didn't take Yowler long to find | Bob sauntered across the room to — Buster. Yowler knows all about his|sit on her desk. “Great story, Ry Thornton W. Burgess neighbors and he know just where | Babs," he sald. “If you hadn't got Buster would be likely to be taking|into that reom, before they cleaned What you yourself find you can't do |a nap, and just V;n&n he would \»in up, we'd never have known about | o @ygy a Jet some one else to do for you. v to awaken. So he went straight [the unknown woman companion.” ) 0 LA friSait A‘l How to l\ucp It— ‘ S (Causes of Hines } 2t halitos ice of i 5 —Yowler the Bob Cat. or there and waited. “Well,” said Barbara slowly, “if ; gior “ When great big Buster Bear awoke | ghe really had noting to do with sun; scenlc, Yowler the Bob Cat was in & ter- | ond, yawning and stretc hing, came | the murder, it seems a shams to drag . o the rible temper as he leit the place in | forth to look for something to eat, | her out into the limelight ‘Women - Hiesald : i 40¢s | g gwamp whers Paddy the Beaver | the very first person he saw Was | never live thoss things down, you and his family were at work on a | Yowler the Bob Cat. Buster frowned |know. Even as it is now, Hollowell's r e H Lo dam whioh would make a pond | for he wasn't particularly friendly | wite is golng to sutfer for my dis- jy d 7 of that red sash. They say ¥ I | with Yowler. Yowler pretended mnot | cover, LYY ° of that swamp. In the place, . | cover % ' 3 e e twel (oYaae faeirown e e ned v rues AN services) g B wamp as it “Good ev st . said | known that her husband wasn't a | mush preferred the swamp as it wae. | “Good evening, Buster Bear," sad | known tr ’«l}:\-w‘\-‘ he had found good hunting | he most politely. “It looks as 1t Wwe | model of virtue, if it hadn't been for anot usive a |ar v cery nice night. " (there. But a pond would put an end |are going to have a very n ght. | me. ; s F f ot y 1 What a pity it is that the big swamp “That's what happens, Babs. No wa e emm s hunting there. This in itself ough to make him lose his|up the Laughing Brook is 10 be tak- | yse trying to beat the game. You mjwthem,“m t er. for hix temper is very short, | én away from us always get caught, even though you | 1 .‘.'s”i‘mf ‘}<v\rl:\\‘.‘ Bt 10 have Paddy the | Buster Bear sud@enly sat up and | gie first.” | this winter. Akcwn- 1 ¢ ! Beaver grin at him and ¢ go |stared hard at Yowler. “What did| Andrew McDermott came out ot M a a ! pitoL £ D, | pight on with his work was too|You say?” he demanded his office. “Who's this chap mamed r or of the ac- | il %on qr, it was too much.| “I sald what a pity it is that the | Reynolds that's been calling for you | uufi)mmlm $1% ne these yowler right then and there had | big swamp i{s to be taken away from | 1l evening, Miss Hawley?” he asked, | ¥ YOUT | quen a it of temper as only a Dob | us.'ropeated Yowler. "I answered Nis calls thres times| @B reasonable Shed s went away he| “Wiho says it is?” demanded Bus- | myselt.” seascd nonditionsil w1 ,]’,‘ft‘::,, o h‘m Wam never | ter in his grumbly-rumbly volce way | “A former friend of mine,” Bar- 'M‘”W”""'I’“M'fi“fl? e must be | would be finished | Gown in his throat | bara spoke coldly anning, Gen. Agent Systemic Now, as Yowler {n his den thought “Why, haven't you see what is go- “I want you to see Mrs. Lydia 8 B SL John Dist R;au Agent L of i e o realized hew foolish it | Ing on up there?" asked Yowler with | Staey, out on Grove Hill tomorrow. .Azomsfimmdg Bckon et an air of great surprise, She's just back from a “I've seen Paddy the Beaver and his family bullding & new dam|~ across the Laughing Brook, but what | of that?" growled Buster, ear in Fu-) u hanes: Congress 2680 and / ) “What of that!" exclaimed Yow. ( ! ler. “Oh, nothing, only when thers | GIVE y,/ Is a big pond there there won't bo, { any swamp to hunt in. That's a ! fi Buster's small eyes snapped. “That | |is a fact. I hadn't thought of that {1 | before.” said he. ! | “Paddy the Beaver seems to think | 4 { e owns that swamp and can do with ) |' Just whn he pleases,” connnued‘ . Lnonnisiari | THIS CHRISTMAS | been a good place to hunt and I for | ) one don't like the idea of losing it. | That swamp s just as much pmm,l and mine as it is Paddy's, and 1 |@§ @nd select your gift from our complete line of | seems to me that something ought | p MR Lt oot iy PR i i ? WRIST WATCHES and DIAMONDS 5 { " *That is all very well to say, but | g {§ Also a full line of Cuff Links, Stickpins, Watch [ Chains and Knives, Ivory Sets, Gents’ “What had been to déelare that that dam | What can be done?” demanded Bus. never would be finished, and this | ter knowledge ma r than| *T don’'t knew,” confessed Yow- er. He m ) :rchilflr with the slyest of sly looks mI one o‘ those heavers before the dam | his yvellow eyes. "It T were a lit 1‘- y o was finished. But that wouldn't pre. | bigger and stronger 1 know what | Watches, Clocks, Silverware, Etc. vant the others finishing the work.|a would do.” | Guaranteed by 35 yoars | to milliens of s. Kondon's wonders for your i aecting, cough, eatarrh, hea acie, rore nose. efc. He would try®o catch one of those What would you do>" growled | T 5 5 voung Beavers anyway, for young | Buster Let Us Cash Your beater is geod eat His mouth| “T would go up there and tear that X N v atered when he thought of ft. But|dam down. Anyway, I would tear a | Christmas Check he must 4o something elss to pre- | hole in it big eROUEN to let all the | vent tinishing of that dam or | water out,” sald Yowler. Then he | alw hed at by Paddy the | sighed. “But 1 am not big or vrorg Beaver. | enough,™ he added Buster Bear!” The thought (nlr-l Buster Bear said nothing, but | orn s THE KING I5 PLEASED . """"""“T"'""fl"m:fiw M | 1v popped into his mind. “Buster is | turned and began to hurry away in | T me= the we will glodly refund. » ' "y v Bl | the very one to help. He & 80 big |the direction of that swamp. A e 's and sirong that he can tear that | (Copyright, 1925,by T. W. Burgess) | Established 20 Years LLY Rumj Colds, Gri Dengu Q’Qfi!)@n the paper A i 0 & N dam to pie r than Faddy can | | Trediapities Bilio 1alaria e the \ B W CATARRHAL JB uild in, Tl run around and eall on| The next story: “Buster Bear Gosl 392 MAIN ST. 10 R. R. ARCADE to Work.”