New Britain Herald Newspaper, August 14, 1926, Page 4

NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, SATURDAY, AUGUST 14, 1926. Quicksands of Love Adele Garrison’ s New Phase of Revelations of a Wife—— Madge Gets a View of Veritzen's Production Machinery. 1 was grateful that Philip Veritzen had turned away from me to lay the sheaf of papers on the table when he had voiced the flattering but embarrassing comment upon my appearance. It enabled me to pull myself together, but it was query which I put to him in my scrambled haste to prete.d that I had not heard his encomium. “What do vou wisl take next, Mr. Veritzen?" myself asking voice. He turned and surveyed me smil- ingly. “Nothing for week,” he d while I mentally banished to the limbo of falsehoods the comments I had heard to his being a merci- less taskmaster. “Rest and do any- thing you like,” he went on. “Ther is internal evidence here”—he tap- ped the sheaf of paper “that you have not adhered strictly to union hours, and you will be in far better shape for your noxt task if you rest now. me to under- I heard Ay a which never Madge Gets a Holiday There was that in his smile fold me that this man who spared himself, and who was reput- ed to hold all who served him to the same relentless regime, understood and appreciated the whole-hearted aplication I had given to my tasl It was an understanding and appre- clatfon for which I cared far more than for the prospect of a week's rest, although my tired nerves made that prospect a most welcome one “Qf course, you understand,” Mr. Veritzen went on, and subtly his tone no longer was invested with the personal tone, but held his for- mer brisk authority, ‘that if we were in the throes of an immediate pro- duction, T could not accord you this week. Then we all work not till we drop, for no one does that,”"—sud- denly I glimpsed the contempt of the man for anything short of his own iron will and nerves—"but until the task is fully done and we have eared our rest. This pet production of mine, however, for which I have planned so long, is to be a leisurely thing. I am rewarding myself with it, and I do not intend to hurry it. Therefore, you can take your week with a clear conscience. I not only but I command it | to this work as yet. {must break you in gradually.” | Again Hls smile d out, illum inating his dark face so that I agreed with Dicky's estimate of him, s ‘the handsomest, most fascinating tl Then he my sheaf of pepers again. | “You have copies of | Vot script which gave me red, ‘but 1 copies of al my own notes." “1 will srant a; it, e new You We {ma city. these at I you have Send a Messenge He pushed a button upon his desk, nd immediately there 1 a slender girl 2 face like a Madonna. She had dus! un- hobbed hair parted in the middle and wn down over her ears into a knot at the nape of her neck. embered a gossipy newspaper irticle T once had read stating that Philip Veritzen, adoring beauty and \ating ugliness, would not permit \vone in his immediate entourage who did not possess personal pul- chritude to a marked degree, and re- flected that the appearance of this evidently an under-secretary out th tement. Will you please get me a copy of Bladner's Charlemagne script?” he asked. Tk hout speaking, |went noiselessly out of the room, re- |turning almost immediately with a |copy of the serist from which T had worked. She laid it apon the table, |waited perhaps a second for any |turther order, then went out again s unobtrusively as she had come. he procedtire was typi T sur- |mised, of the perfectly oiled ma- chinery which [zen, and I felt a li |that T now held a place, tempo |at least, importani, in the |organization. classic 1 served le thrill of pride rily, He held out both copies of the| ipt to me. “Take these home,” he directed, |“and copy upon the unmarked one, |the numbers you wrote on the one |you gave me. That should {less than an hour, and will be the |only thing I shall require of you for ja week. I will send a messenger to your home for it tomorrow. Now to the mext thing. Can you draw?" 1926, by Service, Newspaper Inc. Copyright, Feature tapped | en- | Philip Verit- | famous | ake you | i i i Posed by CONDITION—Blackhead DIAGNOSIS—These n oily skin and enlarged por TREATMENT—Cleanse the fac heads are obstinate. 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This is Indetinitely preferable to removing the blackheads by 'THE PETTER (Hlustrated and Copyrighted by Johnson Features, Inc., 1819 Broadway, New York City) READ THIS FIRST: Merry Locke, pretty and gay as her nickname, is & born flirt. She's the kind of a girl who has no am- bition beyond having a good time and plenty of beaux. At 20, she fails at business school because she won't study. Then she takes a low-salaried job in Lillie Dale's little beauty shop. At that time she is having th first real love affair of her life. The man in the case - Tony Gaines, a serious young lawyer, who wants to marry her. Their engagement ends when Tony learns that Merry goes out with other men, A vear later Merry hears that he is going to marry a girl in 2‘éntana, where he has gone to live. Moms, Merry's widowed mother, takes Lillie Dale and a Mr. Heffling er into the housc to board. Mr. Hef- flinger hegins to court Moms in his middle-aged way, to the digust of Merry's youngest sister, Jinny, who elopes with Derrick Jones and goes > next door with his parents. | the oldest sister, marries her rich employer, Morley Kaufman. They quarreled constantly, but Mer- ry envies Cassie her soft easy life. Through the Kaufmans' Merry meets Bill Erskine, a wealthy bache- lor. They become engaged, but Bill keeps putting off the wedding. Then rry begins to go about with Cab- sh, who s the fiance of Mor- Kaufman' Muriel. And when Merry gets herselt tangled up he divorce rase of her old beau, Les Purcell, and his wife, Muriel tells Bill all about it. He drops Mer- ry like a hot cake and marries an- other girl. Merry feels that she never will uriel so long as |she lives. One day, a year later, Muriel drops in at the beauty ghop to e Lillie give her a marcel. She tells Me he is soing to meet Cabby Marsh there, but after waiting for |him an hour ,she decides to leave. | When Mer starts home a little later, she bump: into the tardy Cabby, and they decide to go for a |arive, inasmuch as Muriel is out of {th Just as ihey are starting off, see Muriel coming along the t toward them. NOW GO ON WITH THE CHAPT R LVI sister, w they stree STORY “SHE DOESN'T KNOW TOLD HE ANYTHING By Beatrice Burton Author of “Love Bound,” “HER MAN” ABOUT—ANYTHING," CABBY dumped Muriel at her house. I'm [coming over to see vou, it you don't |mind, for a half-second. Want to {talk to you.” { Merry, still in her outdoor |ments, went out onto the porch wait for him. | There was something she wanted to ask him herself, and &he did not want anyone to hear either her |question or his answer. | It was getting dark when his car {came hurdling into the street. Cab- |by drove like a speed king. He was {a darcdevil with an automobile, jeven if he were a coward before | Muriel Kautman. | Merry went down the front walk to meet him. The soft dusk made {her eyes shadowy, and it wiped out |any of the hard little lines that were gar- to of smile she had given Muriel Kauf- man that afternoon — a half-pity- |ing smile, “Does Muriel know about all the times you've taken me driving?” she asked him. He looked puzzled |ginning to wonder |getting at. “Why, no, of course not!" he re. {plied. “I don't let her know about every little thing I pull off. I'm jnov married to her — yet!” | “But you're going to marry her, jaren't you?” “I guess 0" Cabby admitted “when I get ready to settle down. {But if T want to have a little fun with you in the meantime, it's my |business, isn't it?" | He could not understand why | | ) He was be- what she was milk, coffee, Luncheon — Filled potato balls. sliced tomatoes, brown breud, prunes stuffed with peanut butter, milk, tea. Dinner — Hot meat loaf, Deln:or ico potatoes, cr amed carrots, mold ed Swiss chard salad, strawberry blanc-mange, graham bread, milk, coffee. The leaves of Swiss chard are cooked and molded for a salad just the same as spinach is. Hard cooked |eggs can be used for garnishing and |a French dressing or mayonnaise [served with the salad. | Filled Potato Balls | Two and one-half cups mashad | potatoes, 2-3 cup milk, 1 egz, 1 cup |tlour, 1 teaspoon baking powder, 1-2 |teaspoon salt, 1.8 teaspoon papper. |left-over chopped meat, 1 cup white sauce. | Beat egg well and add to mashed | potatoes with milk, salt and pepper. | Mix and sift flour and baking pows |der and stir into potato mixture. Drop fr n tip of spoon onto a well. |buttered baking pan. Flatten slightly making a depressin in the center of |each ball. Combine chopped meat and whie sauce and fill each cup with this mixture. Cover with potato | mixture and brush over with melted |butter. Bake about 30 minutes in a moderately hot oven and serve atf FASHIONS By Sally Milgrim |great painters place a halo around the head of Mary — it was the thing |which mkes all men at some times | in thelr lives look up on some wom- and_adore. (Copyright, 1926, Inc.) president of the United States and | confirmed by the Senate. They hold | office during good behavior and can only be removed by impeach- ment. Q. How many slaves and how many free negroes were in the United States in 18602 | beginning to show themselves at the |corners of her marvelous sea-green eyes, e had never looked more al- luringly lovely to Cabby Marsh, who |secretly thought her the prettiest |girl he had ever seen. “Beautfiul, but dumb,” was the }wny Cabby summed her up in his Cassie had always said that the K n family were cheap and | vulgar under their gilding of mon | "Ana Merry saw, all at once, that this was certainly true of Muriel Kaufman, at least. | She came across the sidewalk to- !ward Cabby's car, and as she came |Merry suddenly got up, and laid his innhids down on the table. “Good- {night,” she said, “I'm going." | He got up, too. “Where are you |going. What on earth’s the matter |now?" he demanded. “Sit down. Sit | down 'till T pay the check, and I'll Service, The Little Driller By Thornton W. Burgess You'll find you'll often be surpris- ed By humble folk you have despised. —Old Mother Nature. Jimmy Skunk is observing. He has 1sarned to use his eyes. It is an ex- cellent thing to be observing. Some folk can go along and never see any- thing, yet have perfectly good eyes, but they do not use them. Now, in his wanderings along the beach, Jimmy Skunk had noticed one thing that he saw frequently. That was a clam shell or an oyster shell with a tiny perfectly round hole in it. He saw this so often that he he- gan to wonder about it. Of cours gome one or something had made "] wish you would, Mr. Gull,” said Jimmy sach of those round holes. He spoke sbout it to Graywing the Gull “Oh,” sald Graywing, ‘‘that hole was made hy somebody who wanted to get the clam or the oyster inside that shell. You won't find those holes on big oysters, but you wiil find a lot of small oyster shells with holes in them. If I look around a bit, I think perhaps 1 can show you the fellow that makes those holes. , |ittle “I wish you would, Mr. Gull, Jimmy. “I wish you would. I s llike to see the fellow.” “All right,” replied Graywing. |“You wait a few minutes and I think |1 can find one for you." Graywing flew along the beach ust at t1e edge of the water. Back and forth he flew, all the time look- ling down with those wonderful eyes of his, There is little missed by |Graywing's eyes. Presently he alight- led on the beach close to the water's edge, and called in that harsh voice of his to Jimmy Skunk. “Come over {here, if you want to see one of those |hole-makers at work,” said he. For once, Jimmy Skunk actually hurried. When he got there, Gra ing showed him a clam, and on the {shell of the |callea a small “There you ar There's one of those hole I have an idea that he has drilled his hole and is living on that clam now."” Jimmy just simply stared at Gray- wing. You he thought that Graywing must be telling him |story. But Gra be joking. “Wh a snail!” Jimmy Certainly, it's 2 wasn't?” retorted Graywing. “But snails can’t make holes in anything so hard as a clam shell or an oyster shell,” declared Jimm “Oh, can't they?" exclaimed Gray wing. “Well, perhaps the snails vou're acquaintod with can’t, but this one can.” He reached over and picked up the little snail. Sure nough, right wheic the snail had n was a little round hole in the |clam shell. As a matter of fact, this | snail is called ‘“The Oyster |Drill.” And all the pystermen hate it, |for next to the starfish, it is the oyster's greate.. enemy. It has lqueer little ton covered with tiny, sharp, horny teeth; and with this tongue it drills the holes. Then |1t the oyster or the clam {from § he shell | (Copyr A 4R clam i said Graywir that's nothing but exclaimed. - sucks up or W. Burgess) THE MATERNAL INSTINCT “If you wish, Joan,” I continued “I will go with you to your lawyer tomorrow morning so that if ar thing unexpected cor up tel someone al about it, or at supplement what you e to In things like this you well to have a witne “I expect, Jerry much as he will hate it, your brother will have to come out here and be pr ent at the settlement. That will take some (ime you know. T am some- what at loss to know why he has not spoken of that I can least say know it i a said s before sald Joan, as a read over her letters, yone at the house. slow blush of face. “There ar an airplane special But to tell the truth T was so wor ried about my own affairs that T 414 not open them. John often sends me special letters when he Books or instruments or something dene for him in the city, and I mz these leneu’_.were about hame wants | c things that co what was goir I'll go home now and let you know until I knp | pe {read mornir But vay to hap- and in the to me you must Mr we find things all righ brother and I have to few old 1 to hook Judy's and next boat." and appealing- tremble hie ick white cof: his lips. There his face that know at it and if 1 my is to sign a papers, shall exp {my passage on 1 | Jerry Iy, 1 &(“u) fec i1 you hand the t 1y to un expression on 2 my heart beat a little faster. never seen elrry Hathaway when he scemed so troubled All at once 1 found that there was new feeling w' hin my soul as 1 watched him. I wanted to comfort | 81040 ur Bupew wssq pey 1 N sjusuniadxe Sunoxe ey PUB SApw) -8 Aw uj paIsaIMU 08 Waaq PEY | MOU THUM ‘UBUIOM AI9A3 JO [NOS 81 uy pauvld PEY SIUIPJAOIZ [N $ W to is cup was what Jimmy | 2 rwing didn't seem to | ail. Who sald it } - |ness. The Tomorrow — Judy Loks oAhead. QUESTIONS ANSWERED | You can get an answer to any question of fact or Information by writing to the Question Editor, New Britain Herald, Washington Bureau, 1322 New York avenue, Washington, D. C., enclosing two cents fn stamps for reply. Medical, given, nor can extended research be undertaken. All other questions will receive a personal reply. Un- | signed requests cannot be answered. All letters are confidential—Editor. Q. What was the motor vehicle registration of the United States for 19252 A. 19,954,3 | QDo any pitchers in the Majfor league baseball teams use the spit- ball? | A. According to a tule adopted |by the Major leagues in December, 1920, no pitcher is allowed to u the spit-ball delivery, except those who were bonafide spit-ball pitchers prior to the adoption of this rule. The pitchers who were excepted are: National league: William Doak, Phil Douglas, Dana Filligin, Ray Iisher, Marvin Goodwin, Burleigh Grimes,Clarence Mitchell and Rich- ard Rudolph; American league: A, W. Ayers, Ray Caldwell, Stanley Coveleskie, ban Shocker, H. B. Leonard, Jack Quinn, Allan Russell, |and Allan Sothoron. Q. What the qual for a U. S. forest ranger and {salary do they receive? | A. Rangers perform the routine work involved in the supervision of timber sales, grazing, fire protection, te. They also help to build roads, trails, bridges, telephone li other permanent improver Ithe forests. Physical soundness and endurance are essential on account of the heavy labor and ext in- volved in building land fighting fires. The forest ranger | must know how to pack supplies and find food for himself and his horse in a country where it is scarce. The positions are filled from the United States Civil serv list which |applicants are rated on the basis of a waritten test and also according to their experience and physical fit- | entrance salary is $1500 The entrance age limit are ons what nts sure nnum to 3 Is sour milk per is 21 | Q ens? A Tt good for chick- is considered excellent. but must be fed in a sanitary manner, out of a clean container. It should not be used if it is more than three {days old Q. How is application of will stick? A. Apply several coats of paint until a perfectly smooth surface is obtained, but let the last coat be flat, so that after sandpapering the size will hold without crawling or wrinkling. Then apply fat oil gold size and when that has set suf- ficiently, lay the leaf on in the usual manner, but to avoid loss from blow- n ared for an so that it vood pre gold lea legal and marital advice cannot be | A It is estimated that there were 3.935,760 slaves and 457,970 free negroes. Q. Does a fly have eyes? A. Yes. Q. In what poem do these lines oceur? “Yet each man Kills the thing he loves By each let this be heard, Some do it with a bitter look, Some with a flattering word. The Coward does it with a kiss, The brave man with a sword.” A. Oscar Wilde's “Ballad Reading Gaol.” Q. What is stocks? A. The money deposited with a |broker to protect him against loss in buying and selling for a customer. It is usually a fixed percentage of the value of the stock. Q. What is the home address of “Red” Grange? A. Wheaton, Tllinols. Your Health How to Keep It— Causes of Illness a ‘“margin” on BY DR. M. METZENBAUM Thousands of cases of | ous disease every summer are di- | rectly traceable to infections ac- quired at public bathing beaches and swimming pools These beaches and pools become polluted, sometimes by sewage or stagnant waste that is not washed away, sometimes by persons who are carriers of disease. Such persons may not realize that tk Ty ing germs; others are simply care less of the welfare of other bathers. Much can be accomplished by |cities in the purification of the swimming es. Adequate circula- tlon of water should be provided to prevent stagnation. Bathers can be forced to follow a few When analysis shows water to be | dangerous to health, beaches should | be closed Head Above Water individual can do much to A safe thing to do crowded or public bathing is not to dive under w s far as possible, to | even getting water into the eves and | outer ear canals. It is especlally important not to take water into the mouth or have it enter the nose Should the water enter the n then don't blow your nose with all might and main, for this might | force the poliuted water, along with the mucous of the nose, up into the sinuses or up into the eustation or r tubes into the middle ears, re- in an infection of the sin- ears or even causing a are The { protect himself. lin a beach and, | sulting uses of the mastoid. ous infection were educated to the dangers to which they are exposing oth many of them would stay away from public pools and beaches. Dangerous Then Again, these same persons may be suffering no longer from their own | recent infection but fall victim to | another. They have very little re- | sistance to this new germ, and what | they would call a relapse. In real- new infection s, | |ity, however, this is these cases usually run a very se- | vere course. | {one use an antiseptic wash in his nose after bathing at a public | place? The logical answer is— nev- er put any liquids into the nose for tear of forcing germs up into the sinuses or into the ear tubes. | for la | | their of | |were around! I should | gra wouldn't have you on a bet | tightly closed, | cheap you ary | |aloot little smile. She opened |door of the car, contagi- |sid i mple rules. | If persons suffering from contagi- | implanted upon their old one and | The natural question is — should | samed at him shrilly, like & - calling her wares. o THIS is the way you me, is it, Cabby Mars she flung at him. Her hands were on her hips, and her face scarlet with anger, “You're a fine kind of F v, I must say Two or three passersby turned heads to look at her. But sh did not see them, Or, if she did, she did not care. Sh make a and the audience the better! “And you!” Muriel all but shout- |ed, turning her blazing eyes on Mer- ry's flushed face. “You! I'm not ised at you! This is the kind of ng yowve been doing all your life! Sneaking around on the sly with some fellow who wouldn't be seen dead with you if his own crowd think you'd awhile, and realize yourself with Even an old Bill . Erskine e bigger the cene, wake that ev up after you've queered body you know. nd-daddy like Merry's nose and her chin went up into the air. She kept her lips and on them was a superior little smile— the kind of smile that says, “How common and that proud the and stood there be- it, stamping one of her feet. ou ! You!—You get out of that ' She fairly stammered with It maddened Muriel, [ car | fur: Merry gave Cabby one swift' {glance from the tail of her eye, to see what he was going to do or say. But it was perfectly plain that Cabby was not going to do or say |anything at all. He was sunk down behind the driving wheel, looking as if he were wishing himself a thou- sand miles awa | There was surprise on his face, too, and fear. He was plainly afraid of Muriel's anger. | Merry was suddenly sorry for him, as any woman is sorry for any man who is a coward. “Goodhy, Cabby,” she said, and put one foot on the step of the car. See you later. | Her heart was full of things she llonged to say to Muriel. Nasty, catty | cutting things. She wanted to pay her back for this thing she had just done to her, and for other things But without a word she turned |and went. The setting sun shone |through the gray clouds of later afternoon, and blazed full on her |face. But she could not see. | mears of fury sprang to her e e, |and her nails cut little half-moons into her palms, as she walked along ;\\nh her hands clenched at her | sides. Moms and Lillie and Mr. Heffling- | er were sitting down to supper when she got home. “I don't feel very well,” she told her mother, poking her head in at |the door of the dining room for a moment. “I think T won't eat any- t Ill just run upstairs and go to bed. Don't bring me any- thing.” She wanted to be alone. She had reached the point where she didn't want to talk to anyone, to listen to anyone, to explain to anyone why | her eyes were red from crying. | But Moms guessed that some- | thing. was wrong, ‘as mothers are very apt to guess things about their offspring, She followed Merry into the hall. | “Wouldn't you like just a cup of tea?” she was sayiny in her very gentlest voice, when the telephone rang. { “Mr. Cadman Marsh for you,” |she said, handing the recelver to Merry. Cabby's name was Cadman, although né one ever caled him by it. “Hello, there,” he said. T just wait | {own mind. He opened the door of his car, and his teeth gleamed in the twi- |1ight as he grinned. | “Well, now we can go on with | |our drive, can’t we he asked | with a laugh. “Hop in.” For only an instant Merry hesi- tated. Then she jumped into the roadster. Why not? She always had a beautiful time when she went anywhere with Cabby. And |beautiful times did not come her |way so often as they once did! When they were half way down- town, she suddenly remembered that {a dun-colored person named George |Leet was coming to call on Her that night. For an instanf she thought {of turning back. But only for an in- |stant. [ She out with George Leet any night in the week! And |besides, there was nothing so de- lightful in the thought of seeing a movie with George, or of talking to him two or three hours in the shab- by sitting room at home. She snuggled up against Cabby with a soft little laugh. “The last time I was out with you, Cookie Boy,” she said to him in her light, sweet little voice that was music to his ears after Murfel's shrillness, “you bought me violets, Do you remember?" T'll buy-you violets now if there's a florists’ shop open, Gold Digger,” |Cabby chuckled, and Merry laugh- ed with him. “But I'm not a gold digger,” she declared lightly. “I'm a nice girl, and I love violets. I feel so dresed up when I wear flowers. Bill Erskine used to buy me orchids.” Cabby roared with laughter. “All |right, Tl buy you orchids” he said, “but don't try to tell me you're |not a gold digger! I suppose vou'd !!ikn a five-pound box of candy, too, eh?" Merry shook her head and gave him a soft half-wistful look. “Never touch candy—not I!" she answered. “But perfume—I adore perfume.” She missed the wonderful bottles of it that Bill Erskine had sent to her, during the two years of their Istrange courtship. Cabby bought her two orchids— | a lavender one and a cream colored ‘one, freckled with gold color. Then they parked the car and went to the Towers hotel for din- ner. Cabby could go sked Merry to order the meal, and she ordered the things that a man likes. Soup, and steak and potatoes, and fresh apple pie. It was over the apple pie and |small cups of coffee that Merry finally asked him the question that had been on the tip of her tongue v, she began, leaning t ward him across the little table, want to ask you something.” " said Cabby cheerfully. She cleared her throat. This was going o be hard ‘o say. “Cabby,” she began, “do you re- member what Muriel said this aft- ernoon? That T was the kind of girl that men take out on the sly? The kind of girl that they're ashamed of being friends with? AM I that kind of girl?" Without a second's = wait, Cabby shook his dark handsome head. “Well, T should say not!” he de- clared. “I should say not!" He was most emphatic. | But Merry was not satisfied. “Does Muriel know that you came over to my house when you left her 1 eyes were big and serious. “I should say net!" Cabby said again. “I've had enough bawling out for one day. She doesn't know any- thing—about anything.” Merry cupped wér chin dn heér [her 1ips. * {the tonight?” she wanfed to know. Her |’ go with you! Please! looking at us Merry sat down and waited until the waiter came with his bill. Cabby thrust a greenback inte his hands and rose. “Keep the change,” lie said hurriedly, and followed Mer- ry out of the dining room. He had the orchids in his hands, and when he and Merry were out in | Ithe lamp-lit street, he tried to give them to her. But she shook her head. “No, I don't want them,” she said. with that queer baffling smile on want you to take me home, please. In silence they the parking place. “I'd give a farm to know what ails you,” se said suddenly as they got into the car. When they almost back to Chester street, Merry told him what “ailed” he 'Cabby,” she said to him, “I'm just what Muriel said T was — to you, at any rate! And T'll never g0 anywhere Wwith you again.” He did not answer. “You tell me you're going marry Muriel,” she went on, “but in meantime ;ou're perfectly will- ing to ‘have a little fun with me,’ as you call it! Well, you may think you are, but you aren't! I'll never go any place with you again, unless you're willing to let Muriel Kaufman and all the rest of the town know it walked back to Her shoulders sagged under her new spring coat as she went up the front steps and let herself into the dark house that was no longer home. Long after she Muricl's words came back to her, and rang in her ears: “This is the kind of thing yow've been doing all your life — sneaking around on the sly with some fellow who wouldn't be scen dead with you if his own crowd were around not even an old grand-daddy like Bill Erskine would have you on a bet!” That was what she had sald. And Mery hadn't believed it. But now she knew 1t was true. Absolutely true. She lay there In the darkness, too heartsick to even cr: (TO BE CONTINUED) Merry makes an extraordinary discovery in the next chapter, some- thing that sends her to Cassle in a rage. The discovery was a letter from Tony Gaines, hidden by Cas- sie. What did the letter say- Read the next chapter of “The Petter.” Menu:e for the Family Breakfast — Chilled melon, ce- real cooked with dates, thin cream, breadcrumb omelet, crisp toast, was in bed, Everybody's | to | Silver Stitching Outlines & Deep Oval Yoke of Flesh-Colored Chiffon. he rather sombre-looking all- black dinner gown has been replaced by a more youthful type of dress featuring the use of brilliant bead trimming, or the combination of one or more contrasting colors. Frocks of this kind are every bit as prac- tical as an all-black affair and vast- ly more effective on account of the contrast of both color and texture. A model both practical and chic is sketched today—a very wearable little frock of black chiffon featur- ing a deep oval-shaped yoke in flesh color. This light tone in the bodice portion relieves the dress of all appearance of sombreness. It is also more generally flattering than a costume in entire black. 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