New Britain Herald Newspaper, August 11, 1926, Page 4

NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 11, 1926. Quicksands of Love | Adele Garrison’s New Phase of Revelation Madge Gets Her First Assignment From Veritzen Lillian’s prophecy that my time | of worrying over Dicky had ceased, | and his time of trying to keep pace with me had begun, came often and forcibly to me in the busy which followed the tense interview framing Lillian'’s announcement to ( my husband that I had accepted Philip Veritzen's flattering offer. For Dicky’s attitude to me when we met at meals, and upon our rare ¢ nings together was distinctly differ- ent fror ch 1 had been fam mont Gone were the indifference tion during the past, and thou flashes of rest conditions of our ized that without self, his attituc that of a man something wh lost. Heeding a word of advice from Lillian, T freed miyself from all petty | domestic details before beginning my new work. “Don't run aground on the rock | #0 many women workers hit,” she | sald earnestly when she next saw | me after our storniy interview with | Dicky. “Remember, you can't be a valet to Dicky, and a superinten- dent of the housckeeping at the| same time that you are carrying on | your new job. Of course Katherine will take all care of Junior off your hands, and Katie can run the house- | keeping without any direction from | anybody. She can also see to the | thousand and one things econcern- ing Dicky’s wardrobe which you've | always slid down the fireman’s pole to get done on time for him. Begin as you'll have to keep on.” | Dicky took my purposely hurried announcement of the change in his regime with better humor than I| had feared. “After all” he said when I had told him that hereafter Katie would attend to all his mending and pack- ing for the many brief journeys he days | which ha knowing it him- as fast becoming try to recover red he had |was that, |was the heart of the imposing Verit- s of a Wife — takes out of town, “there is real more warrant for your socks than for me 40 darn t in your silk stockings. But let me hear of your getting athetic some when Philip Vt itzen catches his coat on some prop nail and it. Let sor other skilled needlewoman mend i ding e rent tears t me when he voiced stion, but I reall e shock through which | atified thrill of malice uneasy at the association with famous producer which he evi- s visualizing. was a picture during the which did not first weeks of scene of which was room of the Public Veritzen had sent for iving my note of ac- vith a strictly imper- had given me the the pageant drama with was experimenting, with tely and which I Mr. rece and manner upo: tance, al script of which he instructions to stu report any found. “I don't care whether you take days or weeks,” he said as he rose and bowed me out, “I only require that when you bring it back if shall be critic-proof as far as historical accuracy 1s concerned. You are not to concern yourself with any other phase of it." He invested my ronism anac dismissal, for it with impressive courtesy, but there was no slightest trace of the personal note which I had fear- ed—I wonderad to myself cynically as T went out, if'that was the right word. As I walked slowly away from the quiet inner room which zen offices, I realized headily that I alone was responsible to the great producer for the absolute fidelity to accurate detail which he required in all his productions. T knew then that should I fail him, my exit from | his work would le as humiliating as my entrance had been flattering. Copyright, 1926, by Newspaper Feature Ine. | Reddy and Jimmy See an Oyster Opened By Thornton )\'A Burges let you find nts you've Despise nobod:; That to their t blind been Old Mother Nature, Fox and Jimmy Skunk staring down into a pool of water at the bottom of which lay several oysters. Creeping along the bottom was a queer fellow, having five arms, so that he made a perfect star. Of course, you know what it was. It was a starfish. Now, the star- fish isn't a true fish, in spite of the fact that is called starfish. Both Reddy and Jimmy had seen starfish | before, many of them. They had Reddy were a I lve!” he exclaimed. e | oyster is opening!” | | shore | HAs found them c: 1p dead. At least, they as they knew. It 1 to them to think h things could ever have been alive. | S0 when they saw this one actually crawling along the sand at the tom of this little pool, they had h work to believe that they werc mistaken, Now, how can a thing without ‘any legs and wi fins move?” den “I don't know could see. But it d it is crawling right o Sure enough d | moved over onto one of the oysters, But there it stopped moving. The tention of Reddy and Jimmy th teer | rd hout 1 es move, Look r that oysetr.” starfish 1 was I | { 11 |thing to do with it. He did. He was | struck. drawn to something else and for a little while they forgot about the starfish. Reddy happened to think of it gnd looked down in the pool |to see”if it had moved. “Jimmy!” d Reddy excitedly. “Will you | 100k at this? dian't | en he notic- scemed to be Yes, sir, Jimmy looked. At first he | |see anything unusual ed that the starfish 'folded around that oyster. that’s the way it looked. “What do you suppose asked Reddy. I haven't the least idea,” replied Jimmy. ’s watch and see.” So, nothing better to do, |they sat down and watched. For a {1ong time they couldn’t see that any- |thing was happening. Then, sudden- he's dot | |1y Jimmy leaned over with his nose close to the water that he might see {down in better. At least, he thought Ihe conla better that way |tive!” he exclaimed, “that oyster openin do you know |about that? Reddy leaned forward. Sure enough it did look as if the edge of that shell was parting. It was hard |to believe, bat it looked that wa |They looked at the other oyster None of the others were opening. “I wonder why that particular |oyster is opening,” said Reddy. “I shouldn’t think it would open with | tpat fellow fastened to it.” | ¥ “Do you know what I think?” ex- | claimed Jimmy. “What do you think?” demanded | 1dy. “I think that that fellow is op: Re somehow or other making that oyster | “Nonsense!" exclaimed Reddy. * don't believe anything could open an er. Certainly that thing could- | there was no doubt about it, oyster was slowly but surely 2. It was opening very slowl vas opening, and it loked de- if that starfish had some- that openi it it cidedly s that oyster. On the under side of that starfish were hundreds of little suckers like feet. These were fast to the shell, and by means of five arm the shell was being pulled open. It didn’t seem possible, nd it was being done right under | the eyes of Reddy Fox and Jimmy Skunk. (Copyright, 1 openi the by T. W. Burgess) The next “The Convenlent Stomach.” story: HEROWN WAY ! % a Girl JOAN EXPLAINS Jerry @ when he hrother. “We t certainly his merbid “Surely, e done soms hat ‘th 1 Dad. He pays n what- ever to John. has not seen him since m er died. Con- sequently he wonderful ct with his shorter arm. The rest of ia temperame Mr. R " s the onc st ¢ Is physically even leg and crippled is body has been trained until he the broad shoul- ders and slender waist of a prize fighter. He has had some wonderful | contraption made by which he can walk without showing his limp. And | he cam ride a horse like & cowbey [ Sl A o BB 5 | vou called, begins with a convulsion or | be the |ises to marry rapid vomit- mall hemorrhages |she the but these|ry knows that he hears about her | chill | museles, Posed by Marcta George | selfish with my brother. Many times |” I have offered to stay with him up | there. But his tutors told me that | he did not seem himself & with | |me, and 1 know he loves me better || than anyone on earth. Lver since 1| have been able to reason I have tried | to make John come out into the | world and live with me. His isola- tion has been a constant grief to me. “Some years ago when he was 11, however, a man came up to camp direct from Yale where he had been offered a position as professor of anthropology. This man eame up to | spend his vacation with one of | John's teachers, who was his broth- | er. He and my brother immediately up a great friendship. He | has stayed right there in camp ever since, and it has been a dream of my brother that as soon as he came into his fortune he was going to | finance an expedition into Africa. There, far from civilization, I hope | he will shed his sensitive obsession about his lameness. He has made all preparations for this; so you see, Mr. Hathaway, much is hanging on the speedy settlement of our property.” (Copyright, 1926, by NEA Service.) | TOMORROW — Jei FASHIONS By Sally Milgrim ¥ Advises. A Subtle Note of FElegance Char- acterizes the New Eve ning Frock With the approach of fall comes a desire for a more formal, elegant type of evening frock than the un- adorned chiffon models we have worn so long. Simplicity, so im- portant a feature of the spring and summer mode, is being supplanted by a delicate sophistication in the of Today 1 operate a speclally made motor et he will go nowhere o think that his ke him a being apart. He s infirmities Much of this is due to my mother | who would have counteracted it if | 1d lived. But you see she died | ! was three years old and | naturally he had been backward up to that time. Right after her death s sent to the camp and from \ on he has grown into une of | fir young men that I have | vi. he t the ever kno | “He is studying anthropology and [give flutter and grace to the bottom |18 going to South Africa fmmediately of the skirt. ¢ after this will business is settled, for he of course comes into his share of | the estate at the same time that I| do. “Do you turning think, Judy,” sald Joan | to me, “that I have been | { |covered with a delicate matter of silhouette, as well as more elaborate effects the way of trimming. Color, also, undergo- ing a radical change, brilliant hues nd striking combinations replacing e rather anaemic tones of the past seasons. A charming example in both line and ornament evening gown shown in the ac- companying ~sketch. This a slender model of rose pink satin, covered with a delicate tracery of brilliants and bugles. The bodice is close-fitting, and finished with a deep oval decolletage outlined with a scalloped design in rhinestones, Pointed godets of pink chiffon of elegance the is is The fall evening mode stresses the | use of brilliant bead trimmings. Sketched is a pink satin frock tracery of rhinestones and bugles. Copyright, 1926 (EFS) | pulse, e e The Beauty Doctor e s Y NI ONDsetn 2 CONDITIO DIAGNOSIS tions or indolence to visit any tendency is the EA hands 1 the kne ck, and col M knees. not be very overdone reducing. Your Health | e} Heavy thighs. Sedentary occupa- = | i ] @ are almost certain extended at nd erect, upward. T but do not bend tt to a position whe are practically sitting on This is strenuous and should is first, but it How to Keep It— Causes of Illness BY DR. Surgeon Genera Public Health Cerebro-spinal a ‘germ which ion of the membr. 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Exer- , | READ TKIS FIRST: Merry her name Locke, is pretty and gay, as born flirt. She has no ambition beyond having a good time and plenty of beaux. fails in her course because she n her f; » Dale's beauty shop at a At 20, at business won't- study she 1001 | time she is having the fitst real love affair of her life. The man in the case is Tony Gaines, an ambitious young lawyer, who wants to her. Their engagement learns that Merry goes men. He goes to to live, and a year later irs that he is engaged to irl there. She tries not to marry is whe out with Montana Merry marry are. Helen d late n he other er oldest sister, dies in childbirth. marries Cassie. the cond rich employer, . Merry envies T despite the ot true to her. meets Bill Erskine, bachelor. She becon d to him, but h date for ot t is, Lillietla |help make both ends mee lie Dale, and th A oldest, One of other is vear later she rics b Jinny, the youngest s Moms for her he leaves honu sister. nev. second mar- and marries |and goes to live with his parents. Bill Erskine goes to Florida, to with his dying father.He prom- Merry in the spring, {but when spring comes he writes land tells her that he does not think is the girl for him— that she is {t00. voung and flighty for him. Mer- h Les Purcell, a mar- I ried man. tells Moms about the letier, and Moms promptly an nounces the engagement, and writ Bil a letter that she says will m {nim “sit up and take notice.” eral days pass by. Then Bill he is coming to town. One night, after Merry has been n Derrick and_Jinny on with Casie comes to the house, all {love r out a lew, at last. Lur later, CHAPT A minute or two |came heavily up the {stood in the doorway wi on her aproned hips. Well, Cassie, Wl queer behavior mean ed to know. Cassie yawned and stretched her- self like a great sleek sleepy Then she ily out of the window. “It means that I've come home to stay for a while, Moms,” she an- swered. ‘I supose that my moth roof is the best place for I'm divorcing Morley.” Moms and her hands does all this " she demand- She glanced up quickly to see how | her mother was taking the news. She knew, as everyone in the family | that Moms thought divorce |one of the seven deadly sins. “I've thought it all out,” Cassie explained, “I can have my old room back, 1 Lillie has it!" Merry broke Moms ten dollars a knew | week for it. “I'll pay her fifteen,” Cassie said I'm suing Morley for tem- | porary alimony — and I have plenty of money.” | “Moms let that pass. “What have {vou and Morely quarrelled about !this time?” she asked. 3 raised her plucked brows. he thing that we quarrel about!” she snapped. | so-called friendship with Mrs. Pell {He took her out somewhere last | night — and while he was gone I | packed my trunks. They ought to be {here pretty soon.” Moms' face became longer and |longer. For Cassie was not the | casiest person in the world to live | with. | She had always demanded for her- | self the things that now belonged to Moms' second husband. The top of |the milk for her coffee, the bath- [room at a stated hour, the softest \air in the house, the white meat of the chicken when there was chicken | for ainner. z In short, she demanded the whip- ped cream and the silk-backed vel- | vet of life. She thought that the best |was none too good- for her! | zood enough, really! | But so did Mr. Hefflinger, and ten minutes later when Cassic was | starting across”the hall to the bath- |room for her morning dip, Mr. Hefflinger was just opening the door | of his room. | Now, it so happened that Cassie |hated and loathed Mr. Hefflinger | Not only because he was her step- | father, but because he was — in her opinion — loud and cheap. | ""As a matter of fact, his clothes were not half so loud as Morley" | wide stripes, black and white checks, |and bright-colored ties. | Cassie’s eves became blank green | stones as she looked him up and down, from the bald top of his head | to the hem of his purple bathrobe. | " She looked him up and down with {a kind of scorn, then she said “Good | morning,” in a cold tone, and walk- eve- alway “His ed into the bathroom. The door of | it closed sharply in his face. A half hour later the door was | still closed while Cassie sang in her bath, and Mr. Heflinger stood scowling in the hall. At a quarter after eight he was still standing there. | “well, your sister seems to think she's in her own house, and her own bathroom!” he remarked loudly to as she slipped past him on down to breakfast. Merry hoped that Cassie would | hear him and take the hint. But it | Cassie heard him she gave no sign. 1e went on singing “At Dawning,” in a high nasal voice that she her- self, no doubt, admired. “Where's your papa?”’ asked | Moms when Merry appeated in the | kitehen. “His chops are drying up, |and so are his potatoes. T've never known himi to be so late for his Moms wanted Merry to call Mr. her dies, she goes | Morley | cat. | at up, and gazed dream- | me while | Not | (Hlustrated and Copyrighted by Jobuson Features, Inc., 1819 Broadway, New York City) SHE PULLED ASIDE THE CURTAIN TO SEE WHO IT W. rice pudding. graham bread, milk, coffeec This molded beet salad is rather out of the ordinary but very good. Children as young as four years may have the jelly and shredded celery. but should not be given the pepper. Molded Beet Salad { Three beets, 1-2 cup sugar, 1 lem- on, 1-2 teaspoon salt, 1 head celery. 1 1.2 tablespoons granulated gela- tine, 1 fresh sweet green pepper, let- tuce, salad dressing. | Scrub beets and cook in boiling | water for 20 minutes. Drain into cold water and slip sk {in small pieces and cook in boili {water to cover until very tender. |Rub through a sieve. There should be 2 1-2 cups of beet puree. Re heat {to the boiling point and stir in gela- tine soaked in 4 tablespoons cold |water for 10 minutes. Remove at once from the fire and stir until |gelatine is dissolved. Add lemon juice, salt and sugar. Turn into tiny {individual mo’ds and let stand sev- eral hours until chilled and firm. | Wash celery and cut, Let stand in lice water two or three hours. Dry |between towels when wanted. Un- |mold beet jelly on a bed of lettuce carefully washed and crisped. Sur- |round with celery and shreds of en pepper. Top each mold with a spoonful of salad dressing and Iserve. (Copy |Good Fall Volume of Hardware Business New York, Aug. 11 (#—"Should ormal weather conditions prevail hardware jobbers predict a very sat- ctory volume of fall busin {Some of the most optimistic even say they expect to show some de- finite increase over the volume of !last year,” Hardware Age will say | tomorrow in its weekly hardware market summary. 'Mid-summer hardware busin | is unusually good in the majority of important market centers. The late- ness of spring weather is thought {to be the chief fa r for the pres- ent good volume of trade, which in most cases exceeds last yzar's record “Hardware collections are show- ing some improvement, particularly By Beatrice Burton Author of “Love Bound,” “HER MAN” ight, 1926, by NEA Service.) or at least “Uncle {Ed.” But Merry stubbornly stuck to “Mr. Hefflinger.” She, like Cassie and Jinny, resented his marriage to Moms. “I think Cassie beat Mr. Heffling- jer to bathroom this morning, |Moms,” she said swee T s late, I suppose. poured a little hot water {over the drying lamb chops, and put a lump of hutter into the pan with | the potatoc “Dear! Dear!” she fretted ery thing will be ruined for his break- fast.” She began to tap the floor nervously with the toe of her shoe. Run up and ry,” she said, frowning. {lock herself up in that b way she used to in the old day As Merry reached the top of the stairs, Cassie was just coming out of the bathroom. Mr. Hefflinger al |most knocked her down as he rush- |ed past her; and slammed the door behind him violently, looked after him |insolent eyes. litt {have around.the house, e? “What ails him? Is he tch a train, or somethi | Heftlinger “Pap: the | | ‘She can't hroom the with thing isn't ide Cassie v |like that? Merry “No. But he's |kind of s cow around he laughed, pushing her head of her into the bedroom. “He's |suposed to have the bathroom to himself every morning at seven- | thirty.” “Isn't that lovely?” mocked Cas- ste. *I suppose his whiskers are just | re: to be cut at that time, don't you? Is that the reason, or is it be- |cause he breakfasts at eight? T seem {to smell broilir and boiling |cotfee and other comforts of home.” Merry nodded. “Yes, bre fast at eight Z replied. “Bath at seven-thirty, breakfast at eight, leaves the house at nine. He's a regular railroad timetable, he fs!” Cassie smiled, and uttered the thought that was in both of their minds. “It's too bad Dad couldn’t have had some of the attention she W on this Hefflinger!” she sald bitter] They went downstairs together. Tn her slim little tube of a dress, Cassle looked like a young girl in the sud- den April sunshine that flooded the dining room. She looked as unreal as one of the velvet orchids that are sold in dry goods stores. Her hair, cropped close to her head, had been “touched up” to a pale gold. Countless beauty treat- ments had given her skin a fresh- and a sheen that nature had never given it. She had had her white eyelashes dyed, so that they {remained dark until they grew out. Rings sparkled on her thin white and when she moved, the e odor of French perfume came from her clothes. In Moms' shabby, comfortable | dining room, with its cuckoo clock, its plain white muslin curtains, its zolden-oak furniture, she was as out lof place as the Czarina of all the | Russias would have been in a soviet | notel. | “Coula giggled. red here sister ness T he some grapefruit, | Moms?" she asked, with a sidewise |glance at the two halves that wait- led, fced and sugared, at Mr. Hef- flinger's plac Moms looked unhappy. “There isn't one in the house,” e said, “except that one. And it's all fixed for Bd. He has two oranges one morning, and a grapefruit the next. Doctor's orders.” A crooked little smile just touch- ed Cassie’s reddened lips. "Does he have to have both halves?” she ask- |ed. Then, as her mother picked one half and put it on another for her, she shook her head. thank you,” she refused it freezing politeness. “No, thank I wouldn't touch that grapefru The door of the dining room open- ed and Lillie came in. She was looking even more gay and colorful than usual, Merry knew that she had put fresh henna on her r the day before, and her head glowed like a torch. A rhinestone pin was stuck among the puffs and waves of it. She wore a pink Jersey jumper over her black buckles on her satin shoes. “Hello, folkses!” she greeted the three women, in her kindly smiling way. “Isn't this a morning to drive the blues away? What are you do- ing here, Mrs. Kaufman? Left your husband 7" She meant up late with you. that question as a | tell Cassie to hur- | in the east. With the exception of highly competitive lines prices are reasonably steady and stocks ade- quate.” Fined and Jailed for Transportation of Beer Darien, Aug. 11 (A—William De- 113 Humrod street, Brooklyn, b W fined and sentenc- ed to 30 days in jail in Darien town court last night Devine was arrested and sentenc- ed for violation of the liguor laws. He was arrested on August 8 when his truck containing 100 kegs of beer, over four percent alcohol, was seized. Devine joke. of course. But Cassie answered it with cold silence and a colder {100k. “Could T have my coffee” she ask- |ed her mother, and Moms vanished into the kitchen. Mr. Hefflin He: ate his grapefruit with relish |—smacking his lips once or twice. But when Moms set his black- ened chops and dried-up potatoes | before him, he did not touch them. Te looked at them and then asked her for his coffee, “I'm sorry about Moms apologized. Her hushand raised one of his big flabby hand “That's all right, Sadie,” he said. “It's not your fault that they're not fit to eat! I'm not complaining. but next time Mrs. Kaufman wants to { vend an hour in the bathtub, she'd better stay at homg, I hear she has four or five bathrooms in her won- |derrul new home.” | Cassie's lips ti you'll ever do bout my home!” she said, and her voice | sounded as if her teeth were clench- “You'll step one foot in- ! much is certain, me down your chops, s said he did not know the alcoholic content of the beer and thought it near heer. He appealed the sentence under bonds of $1,000 MREC-TOP STORIES A FAIRY'S SHADOW OSEMARY sat rocking near the window waiting, for Daddy to come hnm,; [hat's all never That She got truck up, just rumbled up the ose are my trunks,” she said ‘Please tell the ‘man to ke them back where he got them from. 1 certainly am not going to stay another night under this roof!” Merry started for the front door. But as she crossed the sifting room |she caught sight of an automobile | just pulling up in front of the house. She peered out from behind the net curtains. It was Morley Kauf- man's huge black town car, and in it was Morley and another man. A man as stout as Morley, and dressed like him, in a light overcoat. 1t was Bill Erskine! (TO BE CO. ‘Merm; for the Family as an express driveway. The big electric light at the street-corner was shining into the room. Rosemary could see_her Shadow-Self rocking back and forth on the wall. The tree outside the window threw the shadow of one of its branches on the wall. It rocked back and forth, too. - “O!" Rosemary said, softly. “There must be a Fairy rocking up there in the tree. I do wish I could see its tiny shadow!” And . t then . ... she DID! She saw its little shadow- feet kicking in the air. And then. ... she saw it lift its shad- ow-wings and fly'away. | ! i | l x TED) Breakfast — Blueberries with cream, uncooked cereal, thin cream, soft eggs, crisp graham toast, milk, coffee. Luncheon whole “wheat bread, melon, milk, tea. Dinner — Baked sea bass, lima beans in cream, fruit salad, chilled — Molded beet salad, chilled water- At CASTORIA MOTHER:- Fletcher's Castoria is a pleasant, harm- less Substitute for Castor Oil, Paregoric, Teething Drops and Soothing Syrups, espe- cially prepared for Infants in arms and Children all ages. To avoid imitations, always ook for the signature of W Proven directions on each package. Physicians everywhere recommend it. WILLIAMS 'ROOT BEER EXTRACT . f MAKES YOUR HOME MADE ROOT BEER SPARKLING + REFRESHING + DELICIOUS THE MOST POPULAR SUMMER DRINK FOR YOUNG AND OLD The Williams & Carleton Co | WILLIAM!