New Britain Herald Newspaper, December 10, 1925, Page 14

A Wif’s Confessional | Adele Garrison's New Phase of REVELATIONS OF A WIFE BMadge and Lilian Pick Up a Clue Tynda at Church Rectory It was a good thing that I had stopped the car when 1 caught sight of the masculine figure which dis- appeared through the door back of | the rectory veranda as we drew up | to the curb. Otherwise I am afrald I should have swerved violently into one of the blg trees along the road- side. For though the vines and evergreens screening the veranda of the quaint old rectory were so thick as to blur the movements of that disappearing figure, and even to make me doubt that I had scen any- | one at all, yet there suddenly had flashed upon me the haunting con- viction that I kvew the man who had gone through that door, and that— Lillian touched me upon the arm. Y turned to see her eyes gleamnig, and the lines around her mouth deeply etched, a sure sign of mental stress with her. “Did you “That man— Lee Cow's volee interrupted us, his carefully modulated monotsne gone, his whispered words almost running together, so fast did he utter them. That he, too, had seen the disappearing flgure, and shared our excitement, I was sure—even before his directions confirmed my aurmise, “Must go in that holise someway, ho sald. “Must find out where man §° through door, not man sit there now, but other man. Missee Gra- ham and Misses Underwood must g “Lee Chow no can go this way. Tee Chow stay here, children stay here. Missee Graham say Misseo T'nderwood, writing and painting 2" she whispered. lady, must have quiet, all tired out, | dectors tell her of country up here, 82y you no want to go to hotel, eay people gomewhere tell old preacher man ¢an tell where house with fur- nityre can rent for few days. Pay any money he says. Lee Chow have plenty money In pocket. Better say something about your cook lady, sy ehe widow, maybe you make €ome laugh about her ver' long veil, ehe wear all time even when she cook, say your cook lady lil' wrong in head since husband dle, but ver' good cook. Lee Chow know it ver’ queer story, but maybe can do I time. Old preacher man on porch not big detective, he not think much, he believe what people say.” “Do You Know the Man? “Do you know the man on the porch, Les Chow " I asked as 1 climbed down from my seat behind the wheel. “Lee Chow never see him before, the Chinese answered evasively, and as T walked with Lilllan up the flagged path to the veranda steps, my conviction deepened that ILee Chow, while he never had seen made this old rectory | his objective all through the jour- ney. This was his reason for our driving up and down every strect of the vill Yot why— “Good afternoon.” A voice which once sonant, and was still mellifiuous, came from the lipsp of a rotund little man who rose from hie t upon the veranda as we reached the steps. If the pages of an old 1glish novel vicar s0 much cherished as a favor- ite character had stepped out, sud lenly endowed with flesh and life 1e would have been no more tyj than the delightful little old gentl man w confronted Is It Hugh's Pipe? His plump figure as his clean. shaven chubby face radlated cheeri- ness and kindliness That he was unworldly, trustful as a child, and about as capable of coping with the bizarre, exotic conditions of life to- day as a seven-year-old boy would be, was as evidant a had been re- | sympathy to any bruised soul seek- |ing his aid, | Lilian e me a surrcptitious | little nudge, a signal that I was to act as spokesman, and I seized my |cue promptly. | “We mu: beg your indulgence,” I said. “We stopped to admire | your wonderfully plcturesque |church, and then remembered that {we had been directed to you as one who could ald us in some informa- tion we are seeling.” He stepped back a pace, oddly alarmed expression | nto his eyes. | “Information—"" he faltered, “I do | not understand.” “Concerning the probability of our | belng able to rent a furnished house in the village for a few days” 1 answered furtively watching the fright fade from his eyes. |as T began to relate the story Lee | Chow outlined, he smiled at us, and | put out a hand in protecting | pitavity. | “Please come up on the veranda |and sit down,” he sald. “Unfor- |tunately, T am alone in |Just now and cannot offer you g cup | of tea as I should like to do but—" 1 I did not hear the rest of his |apology. | the truth—stretched till it eracked —in saying that he was alone. |that he had not been smoking in | solitude, I knew when I reached the | veranda and looked from the pipe held in his hand to one still smok- ing upon the table. He had not been alone two minutes before, and my pulses fairly skipped a beat as I looked more closely at the upon the table. If T had not taken leave of my senses it was one which and an |1 had ecen last in Hugh Grantland's | | handl (An intimate story of Innermost cmotlons revealed in private Tetters) LETTER FROM MRS, MARY AL- DEN TO LESLIE PRESCOTT Although you did not see fit to answer my letter, in which through the purest of motives I tried to tell you that you were neglecting your duty as a wife and mother, 1 think 1 should write you again. Surely no woman livious to t natural ef man — even be ~— 28 to go away and leave band and then her everrun day night by the most b movie actre mest T T alway my gon's eecretary Paula Perler anl are in your home this time s Pe e to ask e seen ) net. intercepte then she in 1 think propensities of them er hus- be of mous whom o let house one a approved At and up to has neglect- d 1 would not rton if herton dally, for me ar in the n T rald you of Provid 1y sla now Burke can be €0 ob- has met with an accident and | 1 going to have a bab This fo me is perfect] of the sillicat 1 where woman's | children. | Countlesy babies have been born sincc Eve became a mother and countless fathers have been the victims of accidents durl times, Life has gone on. Fatl dled and even killed | uring thelr wive's pregn, | and etill life has gone on and ¢ dren ¥ e T n born. [ As I told you and have told you ev you married my son, your place fs by his side. I think 1 been derelict in my duty b only saying this to you but T really | thought that you would have some spect experience ant silly. One s of this silly age everything is put before a duty to her husband and her men elnce a pretty s some of my own stamina and John, but even at that temptation in done. 1 would temptation of my hus COLOK CUT-QUTH e Rumpelstiltsken THE one BARGAIN This d chapter “Rumpelstiltsken.” all the per dolls this week and ‘you will ve a complete with which to ct out the at the end of th voek. of story As 1 comple have said, the queen had lived very rong her subjects. But of child, & dwarf, and happily at the heart for t man When he wept bitterly vels and money pleadings were in the child to segged the dwarf to pare the king's r him § Al il she pressed her bosom and her His heart 1. was softened her he said by I will give you by the tell me and m 1 can ay keep the child.” (The king's doublst {s of purple and gold his hose and shoes are to mateh. His hair is brown and on his 1 he wears a golden |erown.) end of th my name, vou n and and | (Copyright, 1925, Assoclated Editors. | SCIENCE TAKES TASTE OUT OF EPSON SALTS overy puta all wonderful Hohysic" effects of tablespoontul of Epsom £alte Into small sugar-coated pill. Kuhn's | m Pill gets action in & few hours Miid—but sure. Stick 1o good old Epsom 8altain new sasy-to-take form. 25¢ box. Bate sfaction guaranwed. AL Luse Gruggista: had opened and the | that he would | be a tower of spiritual gtrength and | sprang | Then | hos- | the house | Perhaps he was speaking | But ' plpa | CROSSWOLL . THURSD: D P ZZLE | This is a fairly a large number of letter words. Hori{zontal . To knife light! . Ventilates, Those who re . Preposition of place. . Those who fight with thc . To accomplish. . Females. . Procreated. . Converts into terial. . Principle. . Child's toy. . To mimic. . Black. . Exclamation of derision . Compartment stable. . Cuckoo. . Net welght of container . Measure of cloth. . French coin, . Blinks. . Separated a ward into its small est parts. . To glide over ice, . Projecting parts of church . Like. . To make a serf of. . Therefore. . Dower outfit . Platform in a lecture room Cluster of fibers in wool . Emperor. Vertical Cabbage salad. Measure of area Happened. Males At one time. Devoured. Your Health How to Keep It— Causes of lliness v puzzle three four ratite bird foil a brewing ma- By DR, HUGH S. CCMMING Surgeon General, United States Public Health Service | stay with her bocause her husband | she | Dyspepsia in th In itselt a disea vaguely applicd to a s group of symptoms. |toms do not nec ¥ discase of the stomach There are, as a matter only two scrious discascs stomach, namely ulcer and and neither of these considered common. number of |disvases in which tomy are frequent toms exist t as to m {they are This is es 1y true i |eases of other portions of t tive tract than | The causes of divided into two f: first mp symp ssar e a of fact, of the cancer, can be diseascs There £0-¢ it oken of on |ana those which conc f Il is con the res of an over indigestible articles c be ed by eating 100 muck and wholesome cted with due to irregular, too freq tnfrequent The thorough a very important y to digestion. T ¥ be a source o chewing Tee | be 100 | much cause in | " or 1t may thuen kn will linterfere ws H < | ly forgotten her promise to h abdom s become en Kind of 1S, | Adhesions of the old inflammator appendi floating circulation, may Any condition that |eral well-being of the org whole may interfere with the mal digestive proce nd so glv rise to dyspe often |“stomach trouble,” be the only com patient whe Disea such as in the abdon such as Is produce: d by gall stc s 1 es 4 by in fact th int made 1 3 t seeks me suffering s of the heart ause stagnation of of h cg, obstruetion of passage of t damait waste product fully e mation of the cer [may anl give rise to the sym; knowd as pepsia. Jemieal 5. Iixists, 9. To put on horseshoes lodes, opical discase. 20, To water out ag tiates. Relates. A night bird Friend. Nothing. Comes in, To A term in lotto, . To lay a strect Remarked, Otherwis Acid. Sol 7. Venomous snake. Seventh note in scale You and me. It can sc fore reely be imugined, . In view of all the many condi- tions that may be responsible for the syniptom dyspepsia, that the liberas use of pills before and after eating Will result either in relief or perma benef! ‘Ihe symploms of dyspepsta an easily rccognized. There may be e of fulness or distres: There may be a burn awing scnsation in the cen- upper part of the abdomen Ay he severe paroxysms of n which double the patient up. hese symptonis may be accompan- cd by n . and the con tion gencrally called sour stomach. The dyspeptic is inclined to be pondent and take a gloomy view f things generally, There may be an absence of appetite with weak- ness and loss of weight. These are cteristic of the symp- or re n If you are troubled with dyspepsia 10 not resort to the pill box. ult a reputable physiclan, submit irself to a thorough physical ex- nation is true ti spoonful every dysr & teaspoonful to a of milk of magnesia thrce hours will often sympioms, This icine neutralizes the increased ity of the stomach contents and 0 opens the bowels. Tt is true that ful of bicarbonate of soda of water one-half hour frequently acts as a pre- It is true that a little pep- added to mixtures em more palatable <o true that during an acute dyspepsia the reduction of where only a is consumed oms, but all tempor- n the tem- a s de n o glass after meal T heta y relief ah! A thorough skilled physiclan G made by a s the only safe t at the basic trouble, By hysician when dys- te itself you may @ correct the pepsi pepsia firs be able conditi L symp! F STOMACH IS SOUR, UPSET antly! End Flatulence, Gas, artburn, Indigestion 80 inexpe an upset omach all indigestior h vanishe: ¢ its mag gists recommend |ach corrective. sive, 80 stomach epsin” n and or a sour, . All drug- harmiess stom- Con- | \Y, DECEM L am—e—- BER 10, 1925, PINSTERHOO e e © 1925 by NEA SERVICE INC, N HERE TODAY | A HAWLEY, 25, breaks BRUC RE ANDREW McDERMOTT, aging editor, is a former the end { | | ture, aren’t you?” is but | | | would be of no use to him, Buster | some of his fa her father, BOB JEFFRIE! lce reporter, proves friendl Barbara gets a letter in the love- lorn malil signed “Violetta,” asking how to attract a young man soclal- cuncrior to the writer attends a newspaper din- | the Lighthouse Inn, with | ULLIVAN, a press agent. re she meets JEROME BALL, a man about tov The sound of a shot comes from an inner room in the roadhouse, NORMAN HOLLOWELL, prom- inent b er, was found dead in the room. A euicide note was in his pocket. A doctor sald it was a clear case of sucide, that Hollowell was alone in the room at the time, but Barbara finds a woman's scarf under the table and gets a “scoop on the story. Fat | po- | | seems to be placing Barbara in the path of Bruce frequently. She is sent to interview Mrs, Lydia Stacy, a prominent society woman, on the real estate project promoted by Brucc's firm NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY | CHAPTER XVI A white-capped maid opened the door, Mrs. Stacy will see you in the| n room.” she said, leading the way. Barbara took a chair by one of the large windows and stared out across the snowy lawn. She was Jost in her own gloomy thoughts when Mre. Stacy entered the room. She came with a sweep of draperies and a wave of delicale perfume, “What do you want me to talk about?" she asked, seitling herself on a day bed near Darbara's chair. “Really, it's such a bore, the way these newspapers hound me for in- terviews, It fsn't as if I amounted to anything from a news view point.” She shrugged her shoulders. * y people have been to Jiurope without | talking about it in the newspapers. | Barbara waited patiently, She had | heard this kind of prelude before. When Mrs. Stacy had finished, she said, “But, of course, not everyone who gocs to Europe comes back with the sort of story we hope to get from The other woman smiled, She be- gan, “Very well, what will you have, ' European art, clothes, manners, poli- ties or what 1f was half an hour later {hat Bar- bara found a chance fo ash “What do you think of the Vaie ieres de- velopment project, Mrs. Stacy? You re intercsted in European architec- long loops to the floor, “Tha she sald impressively, “is the first sign I have seen of an awakening civic congciousness in New Dritain, T am very much interested in w hing 1ts progress.” Rarbara looked at Mrs. Stacy. Her red brown eyes wera alight for the first time during the interview, and her languld air had given way to eagerness, “There’s a chance for some of the moneyed people in New Britain to get behind this enferprise and put their town in the front of the pro- on—and make a good profit be- stdes, T'd be willing to get into it among the first, myself. 1 have that much interest in my home town and in architecture for its own sake The other woman leaned forward 50 that her heavy sllk shawl fell in Ruster Bear Goes to Work time to fill all the holes. Buster's feet were wet, but he didn't mihd !this in the least. He rather likes ! water. You sece. he isn't like Yowler the Bob Cat. Clear across the length of the dam just below {t Buster walked. Then he turned and walked back to a point near the middle of it. He stood up and looked all along it and over it. His little eyes glowed red. Yowler the Bob Cat, watehing from a hid- ing place, saw this and grinned more than ever. And he grinned still more when Buster suddenly growled and began tearing at that dam with his great claws. Now, Buster is very strong, as you know. How he did make things fly as he tore sticks out of that dam and threw them this way and that way! All the time he was growling in a way quite frightful to hear. Yo might have thought that dam was an enemy with whom he was fight- ing. In a few minutes the water be- gan to pour through that hole in a solid stream. It soaked Buster, but he Jidn't mind at a%l, He tore and tore at that hole, making it bizger and bigger. The force of the water By Thornton W, Burgess Some folk ing strength stroying. —0ld Mother Nature. ind pleasure in employ- Their and talents in de- Buster Pear shuffled along through the Green Torest growling and grumbling to himself. Behind him at a safe distance sneakel Yow- ler the Bob C: and Yowler was grinning. Yes, sir, ha was grinning. It was elear that eomething was pleasing Yowler very much indeed The more Buster growled the more Yowler grinned At length imp where they came to the Paddy the Beaver and his famlly were building the new dam, Alrealy there was quite a pond in that swamp. Buster growled rushing th-ough helped make it big- | ger. Yowler the Bob Cat could pond above the dam grow even as he watched., The edgs became farther and away from where he was sitting. Yowler almost laughed right out. He hoped Paddy the Beaver would come and come soon. He wanted him to arrive while Buster Bear was still there, for he knew that Paddy would not dare try to repair that dam while Buster was right there. Buster moved along and tore an- other hole in that dam, but he was doing this just for the fun of de- water and found he must go |stroying, for the water was already around. He hadn't realized before | too low to run out here much how rapidly that pond was growing. | Queer, isn't it. how soms folk find It was very much bigger than it had pleasure in destroying things? Bu heen the last time he was over, ter is one of these. Perhaps it is just there. Yowler the Bob Cat was that he llkes to show how strong right. Yes, eir, Yowler was right. | he is. Anyway, he is apt to tear Unless something was done and|things to pleces for no reason done soon the biggest part of that | whatever excepting the fun of doing swamp would be a pond, A pond | it cae the smaller w farther All the time be was growling in a | way frightful to hear more than ever as he came to the At last Buster dectded that he had done enough. “There,” he growl. ed, “T guess this will teach Paddy that he doesn’t own this swamp and that he can't turn it into a pond without I say so0.” Then Buster shuffled away to look for something to eat, whin Vowler fairly hugged himseir wn give as he waited for Paddy to appear Meanwhile Paddy and his family were enjoying a well earned rest They were not planning to work that night for they had worked all day and they were very tired. Bear, excepting to take a bath in, and there was Paddy’s old pond for | that already. At last Buster reached the end of dam. He looked for Paddy or nlly, but none was in ht. Buster grinned now. It was his turn to grin, and that grin was | a wicked grin. There was mischief in it. That dam was hardly wide snough on top or stout enough for him to walk along it yet, He went below and walked the whole length of it, 160king it over carefully. The | water was spurting through it in | (Copyright, 1925, by T. W. Burgess) many places for, you see, it was such | The next stor “Billy Mink a new dam that there hadn't been ' Brings News" h ] Mrs, € wspap! v, settli that in with | “May I say | asked Barbara, Mrs. hack reflectively. think. It all depends upon some of or developm I may be rea make that announcement in a days, But I might c} my mi It seemed to B that her hostess' eyes dwelt upon a frame picture that stood on the piano, with its back to toward window. “I'll tell you, Miss Hawley. If you and the Telegraph jump into this enterprise and give it all t] publicity you can, I my have a good story for you soon. I want to how the thing catches on befe slunge, mysclt.” Agai toward the pleture, the story?" her penet! ed and “No, not jus Stacy fro leanc ill ittoning her r gloves her, “Don't Barbara was and picking up Mrs. Stacy stoppod t,"* she said, “Stay and have a cup f tea with me. It's such a gloomy lay, I'd love to have company.” “But T really ought to get back,’ \rbara was saying, when the maid ared with a tea trav. “Your life must ing, Miss Hawley, arranging the tea cups, “Always out in the world, meeting new peopl: and new adventures. How 1 Barbara glanced at the carefull groomed hands that toved with t , and at the satin smos heceks and glistening hair, “1t’s not an easy *she replied, “but it's wond it you like it.” Mrs. Stacy was ap ready for an afternoon of philosophy. “T've always thought,” sald she, “that T would have mada an excellent 1 paper woman myself if only I had heen cur with en ch money to live on."” NI The w inte: d M Stac envy yo! lite," arently ed mott spoke of Barbara smiled told. Lydia v “Enongh that. 1 am donmed to ba an idle wo. man for the rest of my life. Every- thing 1s against me, You and your kind will go on, seizing all the real fun in and learning mor the world than T'll ever know because late ‘husband wa ughtles: ugh to leave vide money to chance MeDe compliment gave an airy gesture of my en me live o pro- h enou 'l never have a Barbara look she began, wisl 4 escape from the 3t i a plate of sandwiches | offered to her. “Someone wishes to s on the telephone, Mrs the mald, mppearing way, “I think it's the wanted to see you when I gave } m cleaner. come out.” “The wine stain Mrs, started from her chair. “Did you send my dress out to be eleaned 2" “Why. ma'am, I always when they need And quite spoiled for anoth unless he can take the stains oy Lydia Stacy paused, bi “Never again send a out speaking to me about it Della,” she said, and swept out of | the room, trailing the Spanish shawl after her. The maid turned a woebegone face to Barbara, and, seeing sympathy in burst into tears. “I nev can tell w likes of her 40, she whimpered. “First, something and it's right, and | 46 something and it's wrong for Stacy this was her | ment w 1% her yes, at t) will : “ghe'll forget all g dn't feel | like that But she looked apprehensively at the through which the haughty | Bad passed woman up 111 noon,” bed the maid, “and when I see red there all that wine spilled down th 1 says to myself, ‘I'll just call cleaners and get that cleaned her.' And now look at her. the She's | been in a terrible mood all day. Oh | mnd me Stacy | for | iews."” dear, oh dear.” "he inner door ed and in the drawing they heard Mrs. o appeared at ther ver mind, Della, vt matter,” she “Run : now and don't do it again.” her face was clouded, The maid fled, knocking against plano as she went. Irs. Stacy to Barba rze her yet, See what the ernaments on that amed picture had fall- to no." And don't the 1t you we'll conside I have an ap- t with my milliner in a fe 1ind intervie ntm mom De She ¢ « returned rried a fu hat. 1 coat, Ba her eyes still re cd coat dia slipped bara looked at {t. > had scen it be- trim small to 1he ce yon again, Miss Hawle lding out her hand. “I enjoyed my little talk with you And now T must rush, T'il give you whn town 1* you like.” 1 went back for her gloves standing by the he returned adjusting photograph that had faller When she Tarbara of Bruce stepped away from it t it was a picture The big zray limousine stopped ir ont of the Telegraph building, to t Barbera out walked €lowly bby ani caught an eleva the matter, 30b Jeffries, ran Amer tercd. He “Have you Barbara ho was loun n Mercury when was alone in lost your the 1 at him, answering Bob followed Babs, fs it king you feel bad Barbara stared out the windor, cep back the tears tell you how sorry I am it seems to be most- Barbara. I'd give any- turned the Balg ken vou, instead @/ 1. Bob looked at he 1 2 no answer went on, a8 doing so well T thought the eve g was a success, Then I saw him ng guzzling cham- pagne from a big bottle. T couldn't get away long enough from my sour lady to stop him, ani vou were nowhere in sight. 1 guess that's why he started drinking— you deserted him for Jerome Ball.” Barbara’s patience gave “On stop, Bob,” she cried. “I'm not Llaming anybody. Everything's all ng that's all. Tt was terrible that =ht, and T'll never go to such a again alone and ey But you couldn't help fhe was crying wholeheartedly Jeffrics gaye her a bewildered ke away to the win. e stond moodily, glanc- en over his shoulder z girl v back her head at and wiped her eyes. Her hand- cerchief was very wet. She opened the lower drawer in search of a fresh one, and drew out, instead, a red ik sh. (To Be Continued) Out of the d the pla 81,000 visitors who official album at the of William Shakespeare n-Avon, 32,000 were Kingdom and 14,160 Quick Relief! 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