New Britain Herald Newspaper, July 22, 1926, Page 4

uicksands of Love Adele Garrison’s New Phase of —Revelations of a Wife ——|, Eatherine the Apartment Madge Transformed. At sight of the sunlight and spa- cious room which the door Lillian had flung open revealed to us, Kath- erine caught hew breath, then broke into enthusfastic commendation. “Oh! how perfectly d. claimed. “You girls are I tried to see it through her un- propared cyes, but Lillian and T had worked ton assiduously over transformation of that second floor. | to get any effect of movelty from | the sight of onr handiwork. Yet I could not help acknowledging that In LiYan's parlance, we had “done the fob fo a rich brown.” By the indicious use of tall anese screens, we had made front part of the roon: i little sliting room for Katherir Junfor, with net curtains of golden tint at window overlooked the Hudson. The script collection of comfort unattractive chairs and which the room contained hidden bencath slip covers chintz. “It's Tike the Heart of a Rose.” Katherine's bed and dressing table with Junior's crib were in one screendd a'cove, while another had been made into a playroom for my small son. Pots of pansies and tullps were on brackets in the win- | dows, while a canary sang boister- | ously from a swinging cage. | “Yes, we're some people,” Lillian answered com; ! cently. “But T see a dlsapproving thought in your mind, and I'll it right Those gcreens for the bedroom and playroom alcoves are only for use when you or Junior wish to enter- | tain guests. They do not have to be set up at any other time. “I'm glad to hear that,” Katherine | returned. “We want every bit of this glorfous sunlight we can get. But the screens are lovely and they will be wonderful at night to pro- | tect us from lights and draughts, “Always our optimistic Katrinka Lillian commented laughingly. Let's cut along fo Mary's room, and see how you like tha | There was no possible verdict but | one on Mary Harrison's room, and | Katherine gave it “Oh! how lovely!” she ex “It's like the heart of a ros “That's what I intended it to be,” ' is Pleased with the Jap- | the and warm the s nonde- of ease now med. | | | dition. | trous love | through | dar {Marion |been an enthusiastie student at | rose NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, THURSDAY, JULY now, miss, I haye strict orders not to enter her bedroom in the morn- ing until her bell rings.” “But she must be up by this time It i$ nearly noon! answered the maid phlegmatically. “I thought I heard her walking about.” hen knock at her door and give “I couldn’t possibly. do that until she rings,” she informed me again. “All right” I answered. “You may give her the message any time today or next week, whenever it comes easy for you." Before 1 had time to hang up. I heard the words in a frightened Lallian said. “It’s what girl should have, her very own.” There was a determined little ring in her voice, a grim accent not call- ed for by the kind of comment she was making. And suddenly there practicing in her own mode of liv- | " ayoneredith.” n economy not mecessary from | i clor hello, is that you, AU¥NAHLS ; It was Joan's voice, and I drew a al viewpoint, for I knew that et not in years had her finances nor |08 SIEh of relief. ; her health—which always spells her | Sn¢ Might have been answering a earning power—been in better con. |5iTL she expected to ask to the | matinee for all the anxiety her tone s Fo . |conveyed which is hers for her only ed. want you to come down child, Marion Morton, a winsome, | toWn immediately.” beautiful girl who inherits har| “You want me to come to iothor's| mard mantalic:) ber da store, Judy? Have you got nd her resourcefulness. | money?” during Marion's child- ¥ two had been separated no fault of Lillian’s, and when my friend finally,regained her ing, she could not bear even the | voice. As I had expected, Joan last absence which attendance [night had-put all her troubles on t school would give, During Lil- |my shoulders. She was so used to lian’s occasional professional trips, | being protected and helped that by either accompanied her or |merely telling me her troubles she tayed with me, and the child’s edu- | had become sure that I would take ad been solely at the hands | care of her. private tutors. And always, | Now, how ver they were, my friend|of anguish and I hastened, as I d to have a replica of the |thought, to relieve her mind as ‘heart of a rose” room which she |soon as possible by telling her that had prepared for Marion in those | Barry Cornwall was dead. first agonized vears of their separa- Before I could t any further T tion, and which she always had kept | heard a queer sovws as though the | sacred ainst the little girl's re- | peceiver was dropped and I was turn to her. | shut oft. But this year, there was no rose | «Central, room for Marfon. Reluctantly Lil- |eq, 1 b lian had decided that the young .\ X |girl must have the associations and | (COPYright, the preparation for college which a |good girls' school would give her,| TOMORROW: and, ever since the fall, Marion had | Herself. Your Health of the best girls’ preparatory schools n the countr: How to Keep It— Causes of Illness every young a pretty room of Why But I the mination For hood, years, the “What do you mean? Can’t you et it tempora ver, her voice was full a central,” T fairly shout- been cut off.” 192 NEA Service, Inc.) Judy Discharges Her brief vacations she spent 1in | traveling with her mother, and 1 knew at last why Lillian, during Marion's school time, was living in a cheap hotel, and saving every penny, | in glaring contrast to her usual pro- cedure. She meant to have a per- manent home with a “heart of a room for her darling, befofe the long summer vacation came, Copyright, 1026, hy News Feature BY DR. HUGH 8. CUMMING Surgeon General, Unitde States Public Health Service By the term *dangerous water” is {meant any water that may cause llllusn or death if used for drink- Hermit Gets a New Home By Thornton W. Burgess Tis nice when To have in lifc - Hermit the Danny Meadow Mouse didn't it easy to get acquainted with Her- mit the Crab. Hermit was bashful Every time that Danny came ne Hermit ran away. Then when Dan- ny ran after him Hermit retired in- side his shell and closed the door in Danny's face. So finally Danny gave up tryving to get acquainted and his curiosity had to go unsatisfied. Perhaps, it Danny had had a little more patience, he might have seen Hermit in a new house. You know, the house that he carried about with him on his was an empty snail shell which he had found. He carried it about with him becanse he had no shell of his own. } he had no shell of his own. funny little crab has a soft a little change. Crab. back . sir, This Then he went over to his old house cted in gobbled and if he some way he would soon be up. Not having a shell of given hit by Old Mot} were not prote his Nature, he t by is o and ictually be some his crab cousins their ow You n will Me Mo crabs grow gel and remer Danny v other the fou old shells hidir Iy hc hardened any risk a erl of Today JOAN GETS A SHOCK alized, ho r, that I h time to moralize. 1 must go thut office immediately. 1 only Joan but Lela Hastily taking the botile red skull and crosshones pocket 1 put it the hbundle of papers and made my way out through the outer room to the ele. vator and out of the gtore. Ir 1 no t out of must not with its from 1 on m can so arrange | find |hous ‘mg purposes, and there are many | ‘sur‘h waters. | Few realize that millions of deaths have been caused in times past from drinking water that was contaminat- ed with such germs as those of cholera and typhoid fever. Water from streams and lakes is used both for human consumption and for essential industrial purposes. Recreation serving as channels of com- munication, by furnishing opportu- nity for recreation and by providing | water supplies. streams and lakes rank among the foremost of our natural resources. Not by any means !the useful some time bodies of water is that of providing was outgrowing his house. The |healthful recreation in y day that Danny Meadow Mouse | fishing, boating and swimming. discovered him Hermit was house | A common-place, though import- hunt hat is what he was doing, ant function of water courses Is Of course, Danny in- |the drainage of surface washings. Danny |Tn many istances, man has used the ’~'r|‘:m|. often unwis S a means of disposing of sewage and indus- trial wastes. | About the most dangerous form of pollution to which a hody of water |can be subjected is that f receiving human waste. Even a very small amount ot such pollution becomes a most scrious menace, or in other words, one person suffering from typhoid fever has been known to in- fect the water supply of an entire city, causing from this disease Cross-Connection Only last summer an outbreak of typhoid fever occurred in a small town in one of our middle western Upon investigation, 1t was found that this outbreak was due to a cross-connection which | polluted wat the regular drinking water system. 1t happened that a national con- was being Jeld in the n at the time, and eight later sent In reports of per- infected by drinking who developed the had returned soft is belpless, as the others | Hermit had bee had realized and he n getting least He for he hunting terfered. But just as soon left, Hermit started out Iirst he peeked out very ¢ Iy if Danny was watc him. Danny had disappeared. Hermit started off in his ust ry. Presently he came to The first thing he did w if it was empty just about the s little bit s now occupying. He the opening to it. It was sre was another crab in mit tried to pull him out. Yes, sir, he tried to pull that other | crab right out of his house. But he didn't succeed. So finally he gave | up and on his v Presently he came to shell. This one empty. Hermit looked ait all he had the t one. Then he all around sure that no one was hing nally, sure that he was he came out of his house and ed into the other one, and he d it so quickly that had you beer you would hardly have known 'hen he started stopped. He wiggled He didn't like the way it came out and ed into Then he went to his | into ad- | wo e | Menus for the Family 1ge to s to 100k The shell | ¢ he wan than looked od. It the one examined ocupied. Her was a he here went another |states was over as looked to be ference tle toy states s who were water and after they ere sc vhat I this disease was doing. off it, He round. He in. home. over that, he we hi and with his old house. nd by Hermit found anotl pat looked about right for He tried this one. This one suit, He tried two or three | Finally he found one that | about ri but there |br Hermit under- |53 For a fe great fight <ot hold of t nd out Hermit ind 1 er cereal, crisp Breakfast: Blackberries, in cream, soft cooked eggs, hole wheat toast, milk, goffee. Luncheon: ad and butter sandwiches, d, milk, te Dinner: maushed h, whole cones, hir didn’t othe was peach pull ak, sirloin fried summer tomato salad, crmelon milk, cof- him out w | t and wheat bread, angel cake, ¢ | Squa he was mock Children will not ¢ the under ten t the squash suggested in dinner menu, but they will find turn |cnough varlety In the rest of the {meal to satisfy them. Peach salad 1s an unusually deli clous fruit salad that can be used in of essert, Peach Salad Four h peachies, 1 cup white grapes, cup fresh strawberries, tablespoons blanched s almonds, 1 pac Neufchatel 2 tablespoons cream, lemon juice, 1-4 1-8 teaspoon p tablespoons currant jelly, whipped cream. hill peaches but do not peel until Wy to Cut grapes in halves nd remove seeds. Hull berries in quarters. Mash cheese, work in cream snd juice. Seg with salt and beat ly. Chill while whipping cream peeling the peaches. ('t In quarters, cutting deep enough to remove the stong but not separating the quarters, P! cach peach in a cup of ¢ ashed and thor is still Ping. loughly dried Combine ber- message.” | grapes, almonds. cheese mix swered. Wake her (tyre apd whipped cream. i d sa Miss Dean I8 waiting | peaches with this mixture and serv: on the phone for her.” {Copyright. 1926. NEA Service. “I cannot give her that message ne.) v age out any o He¢ and then in his her. | w | He | he | Place 1ot another T. W. before Burgess) | tea- ppers 4 13 cup tablespoons spoon salt use. ane lemon pepper and ing | son in ind booth to a telephone her which she before the Joan on number the night swered Meredith ke the of Her p W lettuce, 0 2 ¥ Judy ¥} the | There was & sudden change in the | function of such | the form of | hundreds of deaths | allowed | r to enter the mains of | lit- | Jellied veal loaf, brown | cdded | each | cup | READ THIS FIRST MERRY LOCKE, pretty and gay her name, has been a flirt all her fe. Even during her high school s, MOMS, her mother, called boy crazy.” At 0, Merry pays no attention to her stenography course at busi- ness college, and fails. Then, when her father dies suddenly, she takes a job in LILLIE DALE'S beauty shop. At that time she is having the first real love affair of her life. She is deeply in love with ANTHONY GAINES, a sober-mind. ed young lawyer who wants marry her. During the period of their engagement Merry lets other |men make love to her, and when ony finds it out, he shuts up his law live. Merry returns his engag- ment ring to his mother, and grad- ually succeeds in forgetting him— or t forgetting him. 3 H N, the oldest of the four Locke sisters, marries BILL HEP- WORTH. CASSIE, the second old- est, marries MORLEY KAUFMAN, the rich broker for whom she worked. Through Cassie, Merry {meets BILL ERSK |of the catch-me-if-you-can type. He |sends her presen lends her a |thousand dollars to buy a re in the beauty shop, Aand gives Merry her first drink of intoxicating quor. Afterward she is filled with |remorse because she had promised her mother she would never drin and she is puzzled when she hears |Bill telling MURIEL KAUFMAD | Morley's sister, not to drink at one lot C parties. Shortly afterward of the me intoxicated, following a | Year's Eve celebration with, DER- |RICK JONES, who lives next door. |Moms is thankful when Derrick |gose back to college. Jinny and {he do not see each other again |until his FEaster vacation. Then |they go for a drive one afternoon land are late for supper. Moms |goes out on the front porch to look |for them, and finds a letter {Jinny stuck in the letter hox. |INOW GO ON WITH THE STORY J APT | Moms went back {and turned on the | “You read it.” Merry the letter. “You she's written. I've left | upstairs. As Merry took paper from her the fairly leaped at ‘. awled paragraph. her sh JINN sisters, the New a into the house 1t in the hall. she read what | my glasses | the word her sheet “married” from She's married she gasped, and read the letter Jones!” then slowly mothe | “Moms, dear,” Jinny |ten, “Derrick and I |be married this. afteronon can get a licen of the peace. | home until 1 That was signed it. arry to had going if W to we So don't expect ring the doorbell. all. She had not me even looked she up at her mother finished it, and back at her just as for a tull minute. The | was so silent that the on the dining room to shriek out the blankly, | house cuckoo wall see Assing “Let said at and h hand for the lette close to her near-si read it for herself. “Well,” she remarked, into her apron pocket, “they have got their licen: or {they'd be home by now. 1 suppose |Jinny fibbed about her age. No |one would give a child of sixteen a marriage lic A baby, in her | second year at high school, marry- clock ed econ me the thing,” Moms 1d he held it ited eyes and ty putting |t | must 3 She seemed to life all |at once. | “I'll have it annulled! the marriage annulled!” she |eclared, shaking her forefinger at Merry as it she were to blame for |the whole affair. “If she's married |that booby mext door, she shan't Hve with him! Sixteen rs old! |1 never heard of such thing!” She 1 out of words express her fury and disgust. | “But, Moms, dear, you |eighteen when you wer |Merry reminded her. *And |and ~ Dad were always i!myp\ 7 to come I'll have de- to were only pretty Moms stalked into the kitchen. “How do you know whether we or met?” she snapped. “And were, it was more by good |luck than good management, let me tell you! What does a girl |vighteen know about picking out 4 husband? What does know about men? Nothing! g at were |1t we she Nothin | She set the |bread plate table with a bang. You're the one thinking about ge said suddenly to piercing look from |eves, “That is, if really do in- |tend to marry Bill Erskine! You've been ed to him for nearly | yea cems to me and I don't in these long-drawn-out gagements, They usually end | nothin, | Merry couldn't just like her scold her, |angry with Jinny | “I've known | months, Moms,” |ingly. “And T'm {that I want to marry told you that before. Sometimes 11 think 1 care a lot fer him mes, T can't stand the Which was walter pitcher down the angd the on kitchen that ought to tting married,” Merry, with her steel-blue she |a you in 1elp 1gh mother to because she g was begin to was Bill only she said not at all sure him. T'v eight so00th- and sight the batd truth, t down to supper. hem could coffee, at Moms neither of make some “It always Kkeeps me awake when T drink it at night but T guess I'll want to stay awake Itonight. T certainly am not: going to go to bed until 1 get some from Jinny. At that instant “rn decided. the front door- 4" vang loudly and she hurried hall. Merry heard her door and give a little | gasp. \ i she reappeared in the door- to | said, handing | married,” | of | |way, THE PETTE (1lustrated and Copyrighted by Johnson Features, Inc., 1819 Broadway, New York City) \ followed by—Jinny! all alone, and looking down over {So were her shoes side of her little face. “Hail to the bride moor!” Merry giggle, return. “Brid® of self!” she no bride, ped, ‘Where angri inny, I've told’you no office and goes to Montana to | , a bachelor | v{ “If I put away comes | from | |fool marria of | the | Derrick | her | {Jinny still on her muddy stockings. | skiddea {ton with him. out her | | covere e and find a justice | |mother reprimanded her. linto the kitchen and take off those You're get- with coat. all hoes and that |ting the car |mud.” 1 Jinny cove kicked the to Merry. ed )Avul closer “She came home in a taxicab. Jinny was in a much more cheer- by the time she had eaten a mountain of baked iful and talkative mood | hash and mashed potato, |mention a roll and a piece of devil's ke. Jinny's .appetite was constant wonder to Merry. Ilike a farm hand, and she ate, the thinner she ecome. T'd look like the fa circus,” Merry ed her polish and her second | does, |in a food cake |coffee, | “we she said to her mother, set down the cup. “That’s |food T've eaten since tw | today | Suddenly “Did you get in the mail al Moms pocket and | “We were right enougl he smile hat wild box she took it out of h laid it on the oing to get Jinny said, license beliecve that T w “I shouldn't say he |1 should say he was pretty Moms interrupted her dry r for you, at any Jinny shrugged her clever or mnot, he license she we ‘Well, ve us a with her we'd go for a dri came home. And in the country and we blew a d with mud.” leaned over nd stockings, Derrick o we it tire, ere in, She to shoes “Where's quietly. “He" Mon out in calmly in jail answered on the way in another car. and made him go back nd that see.” don’t see how you for skidding,” miably. She arrested |story to herself. | | Jinny | mentioned |to you ! | shabhby, | { {break | |a en- | 1t | news fsat w were »p»r-xllmx a confessed. “We this O(hrr car was @ and we were racing “We that car, I guess we were going fifty mile It w an hour part of the time. llots of fun while it lasted. She got up and shook hair out of her eves. g'pose I'd better Jonses and break Papa and Moinma, Moms did not an: trozen with She and had ce ove bad the ver. came once. mother other And Derrick New Ye Mrs. last whenever act as if s her hefore. .o . . first week came to live comfortable took the in Ma in old The Dale She Moms eight and that sts and suppe hate the thou my house nkly, when sh or one thing, 1 hat ‘woman fussing around, pair of stockings or coming press a ing. T don't She may be as nice as y she is. But she she doesn't spectable Tt was true that Lillie look respectable. What did look broken-down burlesque paid for it She week pt o “p her i out a bathroom, Kkitchen to er dres: like que Lammermoor, kitchen {open and slammed it behind her, “Don’t say a word to her,” Moms “Let her do though off her rate, , anyway, while began to didn't dignity, not spoken to the Jinny, like any- thing but a blushing bride. An Eddie Cantor cap was pulled her eyes and her yel- low slicker was covered with mud. and so was one of Lammer- greeted her with a and she scowled darkly 1y, do you get t to “Go red and added: not a source of She the more | seemed to the food that she woman t t. as 1 feel like myself again,” as the first ve o'clock flashed out. note 1 asked, “I noticed it was gone." apron table, married, er but clerk 'wouldn't s twenty-one—"" was a fool. clev “Too wasn't little should- wouldn’t went thought before y and look at her | NS al Brockton,” her e “We and It was a police car— ad the bird in it arrested Derrick to Brock- Derrick tried to bribe made matters worse, could be Merry Te- could tell s keeping part of the | lttle,” know police a with her “Well, r to nev don't you?' She Jones ) her hearing she tried \e had never heard of ay, house. sunny front bed- room that had belonged to Cassie. dollars a included her too. f Moms e in down into my And like her. ou look aid was with en, her dyed hair, her loud clothes string of as b 8 her were white cherri But |nearted. And after sk ‘”\w‘ house a week, {to admit that she an f; o supper,” Mom would tie aprons and go ok. s one, too. up an omelette or art, and that were was & n tired. Let would say ironing ¢ look she |of She | white hips, around to work Sh at | work | buits feather, i “Lillie, and have Merry anfu as vou cught to*be a husband atehing her “throw ther,” as she called fit. How do vou know 1 husband ?" [ humor in it. “Are you?" ously. But Merry s light imitation pearls that | was cheerful and kind- o had been in even Moms had wom- ice me at the end | perhaps. one of her crackling her splendid like an ex- e could that ald to her one night as a haven't Lillie asked quietly, and the wink she gave Merry had no asked, curf- she wouldn't answer had laughed and erled with happi- your- “I'm that say, |*Where do you get that stuff’,” her door devil's cup of with sked all Jones' each .ar's Day. was, Lillie Lockes' | having told | moved | having washing was a 1 of bis- as a in the twinkling of an eye. married to cook for,” alad By Beatrice Burton Author of “Love Bound,” “HER MAN” her. It was about a week later that she came into Merry's room one night at bedtime. “I'm going to lock the door and sit here by your open window, so adie won't smell my smoke,” sh said, as she turned the key. She and Moms’ called each other by their first names now. Merry was standing beside the dresser, looking at some snapshots |of himselt that Bill Erskine had ‘<"h! to her in a letter that had come in tha afternoon mail. Vant. to see my sweetie she asked, and tossed them down into |Lillie’s lap. “He's not so terribly good looking, but he's just as nlce as he can be.” Lillie looked at them. Then she laid her burning cigaret down on the window sill and looked at them a second time. “Well, of all things! Tubby Ers- kine! How do you happen to know him?” in out CHAPTER XXX Merry picked up the snapshots ot Bill Erskine and dropped them into |the top drawer of the old dresser. She shut it on them with a smart little bang. | “Why, I've known [time.” she answered sharply. |met him through my sister Cassie. | There’s nothing so wonderful about | me knowing him, is there? He not the King of Siam or anybody T shouldn’t know, is hc?” Lillie Jaughed her rich, good-na [tured laugh that always sounded so |comfortable and contented. No. T guess not,” she said. it's funny just the same {knowing him. Why, I thought of Tubby Erskine for ten or twelve years! And then to find lout that he's a friend of yours! The world is a pretty small place, after all, isn't it?” | She shook her head musingly, and went on. “T knew him one winter down in Palm Beach. T |zlving permanent ws |the big hotels and he used to come in and try to make dates with me.” She arched her darkened eve- brows, knowingly. “But he never got very far with ME!" she added. "I saw through him right from the word ‘Go!' He trying to marry some rich in the hotel. But he good time on the side. Only T wasn't going to be part of his good tim |don’t play second fiddle for anyone. |Not if T know 1t!” “What's all this you're talking about in there?” Moms asked loud- ly, trying the handle of the door. Lillie had just time to throw her lcigaret out of the window before she was in the room. 80t | urjllie was telling me abont Bill |Erskine, She knows him,” said [Merry. She knew that if she didn't |tell her mother, Lillie would, any- | Lillie was one of those an- Inoying people who tell everything kitow, and a little bit more. T was just telling Merry that something of a fortune hunt- etting up and pulling around her plump least he was when But that was vears have changed.” “Peoplo don’t change in this world. Once a bud egsg alway: a bad egg” Moms replied gloomily She settled herself down on the |edge of Jinny's narrow bed for a | comfortable gossip. | “But if he’s out to _marry I don't know what he both | Merry for, I'm gure,” she said, “for |we certainly haven't one cent to {rub up against another. We're as {poor as Job's turkey.” “He's not after money. He has {plenty of money of his. own!" | Merry defended him, indignantly. “He doesn’t - know what to do with lall the money he make Why, just look at the things sends pe. {me: every week of his lifel ° | Her big eves swept the room. ®) |Every corner of it was filled with proofs of Bill's devotion to her. A picce of Chinese embroidery was acked on the wall above her writ- ing desk. A pair of hefurred car- |riage boots that he had sent her from Montreal, stood on the floor of the clothes closet. The dresser was loaded with perfume in cut- glass bottles, with boxes and boxes of powder, with a toilet set of genuine tortoise shell. Moms scolded ev time mail brought these gifts. didn't think it was proper for a | man to give such intimate things |as powder and perfume to a young girl, and she said so! ome time I'm going to tell him so, t00!” the often threatened. |“It he doesn’t know what's proper, and what Isn't proper, Tl teach the pnim Lillie was the mirror toilet s “Just gaze upon‘sthat double chin, will you!" she exclaimed. “Isn't that terrible! If-I don't stop get- {ting fat I'm going to look like a comic strip pretty soon. I'd better on a skimmed-mitk diet, 1 to Bill a long ate | “But your she she left the | | w | English girl |@idn’t mind having a | on we ves hit kimono ishoulders. “At T knew him, ago. He may money, s with it. s red 1 the to he the Sh herself in to the looking at for that belonged say re- not al 0d |74t the turned for a |moment. You knov she said, with her |wise head to one side, “You know all these hard-shelled bachelors fall |in love, sooner or later. And I |suppose that's what's happened to Tubb; Erskine, after all these | years. Cassie thought so, too. “He's Jjust wild about you, Merry,” she told her one afternoon, when she dropped in at the beauty shop. “You'd better nab him the next time he comes to town. He has everything a girl wants— money, a nice disposition, good family. You couldn’'t do better for yourself than to marry Bill Ers- kine.” “But T don’t love him. don't.” Merry said to the hushed stillness of dark bedroom that night. The feeling she had for him was nothing like the feeling she had Ihad for Tony Gaines, at any rate. She never wanted to laugh and to cry at the same time when she thought about Bill Erskine, as she door she get 1 know 1 herself, in she her own a | could o1 haven't | ces in one of | 1! the | Bill ness and pain ago. She never wanted to put cheek close to his, as she wanted to hold Tony Gaines, The thought of Bill left her cold with a sort of stony coldness that set- tled around her ‘hieart like a chill. And yet she liked Bill. She missed him when he was away, and she looked forward to his letters. He wrote to her almost every | day and signed himself “Yours §- |1 ways, Bill” or “Yours for keeps, Bill.” Merry was sure tha® he was going to ask her to marry him the next time he came to town. “I may as well take him, pose,” she said to h June afternoon, two or before her birthday. “T fine, and it would be nice a home of my own. After all, it was tiresome having nothing to do but sit here in the{ shop all day, answering the tele- phone or straightening out Lillie's | sloppy account books. If she were marrled to Bill, she live the way Cassie lived. Cassie could lie in bed until noon, have her breakfast there, propped agalnst a stack of lggle lacy pil- lows with a lace cap on her head, and a satin bed jacket around h pretty shoulders. Cassie could buy all the clothes she wanted. She could play bridge all afternoon if she wanted to, and dance half the night if she felt like it. She had no job waiting for her the next morning. No velping alarm clock. Nothing but leisure, and a good time, “And yet she doesn’t look a bit happier nbw than she did before she was married,” Merry was forced to admit to herself. As a matter of fact, Cassie did not look nearly so happy these days as she had six months ago. Her discontented-looking mouth turned down at the corners now, more than it ever had before. There was a guarded look in her green eyes, She had a new way of snapping Morley up, sometimes, too. | “You told that one the other night!” she would say sharply to {him, if he repeated a joke he had heard. “And it wasn't very funny to begin with!” More than ever Merry wondered if Cassic cared for him—if she ever {had cared for him. Perhaps she had, \o\‘(l it as people {things from measles to the romantic heart, Perhaps this was what marriage did to people—made them stop car- ing for each other in the beautiful nonsensical way that sweethearts care for each other! Merry won- dered. Then, on the morning of her own birthday—her twenty-first birthday —a little thing happened that re- stored her faith in love and miar- riage and human happiness. Helen's first baby was born that morning in the little house out on Wandsworth road. It was a boy and It was born just as the six | o'clock bells were ringing from the steeple of the Catholic church i mile away. I At seven Moms telephoned Merry | and asked her to bring her a roll | of flannel from a certain trunk in [t attic of the house. Moms had |e been staying at Helen's house for | the last week, waiting for the ar- rival of her first grandchild. Ir The screen door was not hooked, | when Merry rveached the little 1 house on Wandsworth road. She | went in and tiptoed up the stairs to Helen's room. The door of it stood open, Hepworth was kneeling beside |c the bed where his wife and his |t brand-new son la | Merry had always thought of Bill | Hepworth as a dull good-hearted Isort of Babbitt—a fit mate for the |stolia Helen. They made her think of a team of heavy, slow, patient plough- horses, plodding along side by side. Surely they had nothing of Ro- mance—that glamorous thing — in their uninteresting lives! And so she was not at all pre- | pared for the thing that happened, | as she stood there on the threshold of the darkened room, “Darling,” Helen said to her hus- band, one of her hands in both of his. “Darling, T knew all along that he would be a boy, and that he would look like you, just as Moms | says he does. If you wish hard | {enough for a thing, you always get it I wished for vou, all over again, and I've got you. I've got you."” Her free arm went around the tiny bundle beside her, that she said was “Bill all over again. there was a kind of glory in her tired low voice as she said it. There was a queer tight feeling laround Merry's heart as she tiptoed down the stairs and a lump of un- shed tears in her throat. She could hear Moms moving around in the little kitchen. But che did not go near her. She lald her roll of flagnel on the dining room table and fled out into the glare of Wandsworth road. She knew that if she so much as spoke {to anyone she would burst into tears—and she didn't know why, either! But that minute at the door of Helen's bedroom had settled one fact for her, forever and ever. Love and beauty did not go out of life, when two people married. Not always, anyway. She knew she had left Paradise behind her in the modest little house that was like all its modest little neighbors. “ s e That night Bill Erskine came. He came without sending word that he was coming. Merry was lying out in the ham- mock after supper, looking through the fascinating pages of a motion- picture magazine, when he came up behind her and kissed her full on the mouth. She screamed. “Did I frighten you?" he asked, coming around in front of her, and dropping his huge bulk down be- |side her. righten me?"” she repeated. “I was just one half-inch from palsy! You frightened me—" He sealed her mouth with another Kiss. “Whew! I've been wanting to do that for a month of Sundays!” he | said, smiling at her delightedly, through the dusk that was gather- ing around\ them like gray fog. “Oh, Sister, you don't know how I've missed you this trip. I'll bet I've thought of you a hundred times a day every day I was gone! By Jove! I'm getting so I can't over Tony, long her once T sup- :lf on a hot three days like him to have |t t but had gotten get over most maladies of get along without you.” no doubt that said, smile at him. all, ansy hands so for little |12 eclipse |shape. cloche and its | bines two land feit worn type of e smart and | st the tiny buntl consists of a ribbon cocarde on ol side of the straw brims are features new afternoon shapes. There wa he meant what h Merry flashed her entrancini| He was a dear, afte she thought. If only he had 1 little less fat, and a little mor| hair— “Bill,”” she said suddenly, puttinj one of her little slender hands of either side of his face, and lookinj at him solemnly. “Bill, do me—better than anyone? nodded. “Anyone!” he yor ike He ex ploded. “Well, then,” ly, feeling her way, she went on, slow “I wish you'| tell me where we stand — you an( I You engaged paused, and ‘then went on with sh sweetne: ask me if I'n and I—" Sh see, to people yon * I don't know what t ell them, Bill.” “Don’t tell them anything!" Bil red promptly. He put' he down from his face. “It’ none of their gol-darned business! He began to sputter. “None o heir business, and you can tell 'en me! (TO BE CONTINU: FASHIONS By Sally Milgrim D) Small Hats in Brilliant Colors Ar Worn with Flowered Chiffon Afternoon Frocks, looked for a time as if th hat were going to entire the popular close-fittin Women welcomed the sweey ng lines of the broad, droopir rims and seemed to forget tl ious derivations Of late, however, the trend hi urned again towards the small ha sspecially the type which com materials, such as stra or velvet and stra tailored-looking shapes a with flowered chiffon afte frocks the most femini] stume the low little traw. The solored velvet urned brim is a of grosgrain ribbon crown ends in It arge ather noon In sketch of today is velvet a s of cora narrow u A baif color on and the leghorn. the a bow orf chic is the other hat, shape of bright green bal straw. Here the trimmiy crown. Hats for sports wear have na row brims turned up sharply in tl Velvet crowns aif of front or back. 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