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EW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, FASHIONS By Sally Milgrim Quicksands of Love ‘Adele Garrison’s New Phase of Revelations of a Wife —— A Box of Roses is an Unexpected |carefully taken down and put a The Beauty Doctor = BY NINONwe=- MONDAY, AUGUST 23, 1926. By Beatrice Burton Author of “Love Bound,” THE PETTER ‘g (Illustrated and Copyrighted by Jobnson Features, Inc., 1819 Broadway, New York City) Gift to Madge. My ruse for diverting Katherine's | D&% attention was apparently most suc- cessful, although I was sure that the little nurse was forcing herself to a show of interest in the plans T was making for welcoming Mary Harrison, Dicky's young niece. That she longed for the seclusion of her own room and the opportunity to give way to her morbid introspec- tion concerning Hal Meredith's fare- well letter T w sure, but I ruth tention, becau: was sure that pre-occupation other problems than her own the only thing for her. With Mary Harrison's tempestuous and temperamental nature in mind, T knew that I would have my hands full in guiding the girl through the kaleldoscopic new experiences which would be hers. Philip Veritzen's newest protege, the potential dram- atic star with whom he hoped some day to startle the theatrical world, would be in a world entirely differ- ent from her old sheltered school- girl existence. It was a regime of strict discipline, hard work, sav- age criticism, with only those re- laxations which Philip Veritzen deemed necessary for her develop- ment. The girl was only sixteen, and though her will power and ambitio: would have done credit to a much older woman, I knew that there would be many times when bitter discouragement and even rebellion would be her portion. Madge Prepares Mary’'s Room Her dead mother was only a mem- ory, and—most poignant tragedy for Mary—not a loveable memory at that. Her Aunt Harriet, devoted to the girl though she was and loved by her in return, had no real under- gtanding of her niece's restless tem- perament. There was left to Mary no other close woman relative cept myself, and 1 was only such by the accident of . But be- tween Mary and elf there had eprung up a very real affection, and T do not think I could have been much more excited or happy over planning a welcome for my own daughter, if 1 had one, than for my husband’s beautiful young niece. I knew that Mary was both artis- tic and beauty-loving, and Lillian and I had arranged her room “like the heart of a rose” with that in mind. But mindful of the dust which any city apartment entails e 1 ith W Hlie ex-| |rap came at our | Peters, ,!had! the delicate hangings and furnis once they had been up and in- spected, so that the ould be fresh for the young girl's arriva But now, with her coming a mattes of a day or two the lon, knew that I must attend to smallest detail at once. Madge’s Plans Are Interrupted. “I happen to know t this one of Katie's busy days,” I guilefully to Katherine, “so 1 have to do whatever is necessary I 1f. Of the room was 4 freshly de k by now it needs im and the du And of course all the curt fripperies must be put in pl Have you time to help me?’ She looked at me with comprehending smile, “Yes, you dear Mcchiavellian per- son, I have, and am mighty glad of chance to work off my glooms. I'll go up with you at once.” I went first to Katie in the kitch- enette, with a word of warning to take care of Junior, still asleep in my room, and then Katherine and I mounted to Mary's room and swiftly put it in order. When the last ac- sory had been added to her dress- Jle, and a shaded lamp, a de- etched water bottle and and a book had been upon the small table at the r bed, we walked to the and surveyed our handiwork ardonable pride! “It only lacks flowers said. “But at their present pr one can’t do much in that line “I know,” I said ruefully. room calls for roses, lots but a single blossom in a bud vase on her dressing-table, will have to represent that family. But I'm golng k sh s¢ course ho L touch cloth a ing doorw The |to indulge myself in two small pots of growing pink tulips for the study table and book-case. T'll get them tomorrow morning. But my modesteplan was never ried out, for the next morning, just as Katherine and 1, with Junior, an excited third, were preparing to for the plants, 1 had planned, a door, and M housekeeper, box the apartment handed me a florist’ » thing from the open end of which extended the unmistakable stems of rare and costly roses. , by Newspaper Ieature Service, Inc. Reddy Has to be Shown By Thornton W. Burgess He mentally is truly blind Who fails to keep an open mind -—-0ld Mother Nature Of course it doesn’t do to believe everything you hear, or even ever thing you see, but neither does it do to refuse to believe. You should al- ways have an open mind, ready to believe facts when they are shown vou. This was the spirit of Reddy Fox. Graywing the Gull had stated that | there is a fish which builds a nest You should have seen Reddy Fox look up when he heard that. The was suspicion in those eyes of his. He suspected Graywing of trying to fool him. “Did I understand vou to say that there is a fish that builds HEasy “Just what kind of a nest does this fish build?” asked Reddy t2" he inquire aywing nodded Neighbor Fox )0 you mean it hat is 1 * sald he, inquired Red- This time ( g tossed habit of say do not mean,” said nest 1dy does re plied Gr “T suppos telling me on the like a ‘ H E -~ AN UNDERSTANDING I could not tell whether Mr inson was angry or frightened, but the blood rushed to his face until was fairly purple. I knew, howev that he understood by the questi that T had said nothing to Joan would not do so unless he drov to it. As far as I was concern episode was closed. After hesitation he said: “Yes, 1 tound bottle, and I surmised that it was you who left it there. Thank you, very much.” 1 was sure by the way he spoke that he knew I never would betray 2im in any way to his stepdaughter. ‘z’M door opened lmo’uz 1dy this 11 be sits you fish Rob, and me i the slight the Graywing's cyes began to snap. here, Nelghbor Fox,” said he, it is quite clear to me that you do not believe shat I have told you. {There is a fish that builds a nest. 1 didn't ¢ anything about the fish sitting on the eggs. If you are going |to doubt what 1 say, I simply will to tell you anything more the seashore.” refuse about pre heg your pardon,” to say. “Of course vou tell me, but joke, and I thought you might joking me. I did, in I'm sorry 3ut you see the idea of a fish build- ing nest is s0 new to that 1 re couldn’t t > you were in 1 certainly 14 like to se those fish ne In fact, I think of anything that I should like to see more. If you should find one of these nests Neighbor Gull, would you be willing to show it to me?” “Certainly getting over his tainly. T'll show one I find “Is—is—is it likely to be on ground, or in bushes or where?" in- th a little hesitancy hed right out still thinking of birds, of fish,” said he. “How do yon suppose a fish could build in a bush? A might make a ™est on th sand under water, but hardly would likely to make a nest on the ground outside of the water. We are talking of fish no Reddy grinned. “T know,' said he. Of course. But it is the very f. are talking of fish that has ard to believe that one can make a real nest. What kind of \ fish did you say makes this nest?” “T aidn’t say,” replied Graywing. “Probably if T did say, you wouldn't be viser than before, Excuse me now an engagement.” Gr his W Mr. Gull Reddy hastened I believe what some folk like to beg your pardon, a 1y earest. one of cannot replicd indignation you the very Graywing, first the that we made it so 1 start Do t you to nests when you 1 o1 oy fin believe ddy trying to, grinne Burgess) 1926 the ROWN WAY a Gixl of Today 1 ent 1 was very much John Meredith al- ling near the mantel, He come in through one of French windows, for we standing in the hallway. Tohn,” said Mr. Robinson, rit Dad,” fust answe as impersonal rought you here ¥ you not heen for years?" his stepfather in- hat city. where s0 many quired 0y settleme which present at the " Katherine | of them, | . |they were practically inished.” | an im- | 1! and | show | Demonstrated by Hazel Hurd CONDITION — Rougt le irregular DIAGNOSIS—Some skins have a dency to become hard and to de- lop hangnails, and they need to kept pressed back in shape, and t soft and unbroken. TREATM nt the ery night, an ; nail with vas and then push back gently with 1 stick. Do ot press too s you may in natl washi push back the cuticle. Ne ticl this makes and thick, and has nown to result in serious infectior {T'm certain that Elkins has forgo ten it. Did he send you |asked Mr. Robinson ~ with | surprise. “No, Dad, I didn't get any notice, and I expect I would not have thought of it myself, as cverything seems to be going on so well, if | Symingtort had not called upon me |for money to start the expedition, which I am financing.” “Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, my boy, but I'm sure the work can- not be done today. Elkins will not | le to come. He been very | nd ture. measur salt. Combine with first mix- kin and seed grapes before 1g. Pare and dice peaches. Add fruit to dressing and turn into a mold. Pack in four parts ice and 1 part salt and let stand three or four hours. Remove from the mold and cut in slices. Serve on crisped and chilled lettuce, Wrap a dish |very hot wat the frozen casil (Copyrig not 1med e towel wrung out of r around the mold and mixture - will slip out NEA Service, are going to be here. I'm expecting | ithem any minute .That was all ar- ranged by telephone this morning. kins is feeling quite | and he thought the drive lwould do him good. He said that | |with what small help he could | |give him, his son had been working | |on the papers for a long time and Your Health How to Keep It— Causes of Iilness BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN Editor Journal of the American Medical. Associition and of You certalnly have been on the | Hygeia, the Mealth Magazine alrealy as busir nanager, | The vacation season gets people | Miss Dean,” said Mr. Robinson, with |out of doors into the woods and the a smile that was a cross between ad- |uncleared space | miration and sneer. | ‘There the city aweller wanders T did not think it was necessaty {rashly about paying little attention to tell him that Jerry had found it |to unaccustomed hazards just as the |all out for me through his father, |visitor from the country on his jaunt |who was,also a client ofthe Elkins. |into the metropolis is likely to cross | |T merely contented myself with a |diagonally in the middle of the ‘nod block. ! | My eyes strayed again to John| A peculiarly unpleasant (.“W,_‘ Meredith. This time"T caught an ence for any one is the painful trri- expression on his face which Wwas |tation and itching that are the ac- entirely different from any I had {companiment of exposure to the ever seen there before. It was one |sap, broken &8l Gp Bianohen: ot of interest and appreciation. I would | poison ivy, o A, |almost say that he had received a| A fow people seem to be natur- distinct thrill. As soon, however, a8 [ally insensitive to these substan he caught my eye his face settled [hut the majority respond to contact back again into its sad indifference. |\ith the painful symptoms enumer- | Elkins, father and son, were an- (ated and some peoplo are so sensi nounced and we procecded to scat at they need have only the | ourselves. indirect contaft befor (Copyright, responding with serious inflamma- tion of the skin. One in 18 Susceptible The susceptibility to poison of this type or resistance to it seems to run in families. About one person in cighteen is especially sensitive. The | thickness of the skin seems to have something to do with it and, per- haps for this reason, animals are not likely to be affected. It a person is particularly sensi- tive, he can. prevent much of his trouble by covering exposed portions of his skin with a solution of iron chloride, 5 per cent in a half half mixture of alcohol and water, either before or immediately after oing into a district known to con- tain poison ivy, oak. or sumac. The iron chloride has the power of neu- tralizing the dolson. { Test Treament According to J. B. McNair who has given special study to this poi- son, the best general treatment for the condition is the same as that which might be given to a super- {ficial burn of the skin. The parts affected are first bathed with the solution mentioned to over- come the poison; the skin is then dried and melted paraffin painted | over it so to protect the parts oncerned from the air or any othe contacts, A thin sheet of cotton is then laid over the melted paraffin L then more paraffin painted on | the cotton. This m a light, firm, land clean protective covering. Scientists working in various re- scarch laboratories have attempted to develop antl-toxins for the poison- ous sap of the ivy, oak and sumac, but thus far none of these have been | blished as successful in any con- iderable number of c | job 1926, Inc.) Tomorrow — The Showdown. i | Searvice, ' Menus for the Family | STER MARY ’ Breakfast Orang juice, ce- real, thin cream, crisp broiled bacon, scrambled eggs, rye toast, milk, cof- | fee. | Luncheon — with broiled tomatos bread, frozen fruit salad, crackers, milk, tea. Dinner Br scalloped potatoes a onions, but- tere new beets, he lettuce with | Russian dressing, tapioca cup, whole | wheat bread, milk, coffee. | The dish suggested in the lunch- | menu is most attractive, The rved in its cream sauce ring of broiled to- {matoes. Hard-cooked eggs can be put through a ricer and sprinkled over the top of the spinach for an additional bit of color. It doesn’t take a minute r to make this appetizi ldoes to wl Creamed spinach veal cutlets | eon ‘dish up” each y and actuall time for dish-w Frozen Froit Salad Neufchatel cheese, 4 1-2 cup cup shred up diced cream, 2 1-4 tea en One Jlespoons eded white grape pineapple, ches, 1-2 cup tablespoons lemon package mayonnaise, 1- t o 1k heavy Juice, pe e spoon salt. Work smooth. blending unti} firm with a add e ly. Whip beat chees Slowly horon nd e fork until onnaise, cream in lemon juice est Children love the popcorn flavor 0 HEINZ Rice Flake [One of the 57 Varieties] and | READ THIS FIRST: Merry Locke, pretty and gay as {her name, is the kind of girl who |has ne ambition beyond having a good time and plenty of beaux. At 20 she fails in her business course | because she won't study. To the dis- appointment of Moms, her ambitious | mother, she takes a job in Lillie | Dale’s beauty shop at a tiny wage. that time she 1is having the tirst real love affair of her life. The |man is Tony Gaines, a young law- | ver, who wants to marry her. Their engagement ends when Merry con- fesscs to Tony that she lets other {men make love to her. Later a let- |ter comes from him but it is lost around the house before Merry has a chance to read it. Then she hears |that Tony has gone to Montana to [1tve. | Her sister, Cassie, marries her rich Kaufman, but is Through Cassie, Merry meets Bill Erskine. She becomes en- gaged to him. But when Merry gets herself tangled up in the divorce case of Les Purcell and his wife, | Bill drops her and marries another | girl. Moms marries one of her board- a Mr. Hefflinger. Then Jinny, | e youngest sister, elopes with Der- rick Jones—and home no longer scems like home to Merry. She hears |that Tony Gaines i.. going to marry a rl in Montana, and tries not to . After a long succession of sult- ors, she drifts into an understanding with George Leet. One spring, while are house-cleaning, unearths Tony's long-lost love leter. > |carelessly admits that she hid it, to |break up the affair between Merry and Tony, because she wanted Mer- ry to marry Bill Erskine. That ni |Merry tells George Leet she'll ne marry anybody. When Merry tell her she ruined the letter, Cassie says, she and Moms she “Non |fame as a criminal lawyer, during a celebrated murder trial. Realizing [that while he has made a name for himself, she has been at stand-still, Merry leaves the beauty shop and decides to go on with her business course. Les Purcell offers |her & job as model in a clothing [factory, but she refuses it. The day Tony wins his case, his mother dies, land Merry makes up her mind to go to the funeral in the hope of eeing him again. CHAPTER LXIIT The day was as hot and sultry as the far-away day when Merry had s ‘engagement back to his mother. The gardens around were just as peaceful and beautiful |as they had been that day. The same kind of emerald grass and [brilliant flowers, The same hot, sun- |shiny, dusty smell. Within the house itself, |unchanged in spite of the flowers |and the crowd of people and the hushed silence. Merry and Moms found two chairs against the wall of the wide hall They had barely seated themsely | when the girl had come to sce—longed to see—and | was afraid to see. A man was coming down the broad stairs, and with a feeling of | ai: shock, Merry saw that it was Tony Gaines himself! Tony Wi Pnohy ¢ . Tony As if her longing for him drew his ¢ , they fell on her face, She |could feel Y gaze on her for a long moment. She tried to look away, |but could not. Then he turned and | went up the stairs again. The whole thing happened so {quickly that it was like a dream that we almost remember for an instant, and then forget completely. But it left her shaking and tremu- lous. She laid her hand on Moms' arm {and got up. “I'm faint,” she whis- | pered, and started toward the door that led to the porch. Moms rose to |follow her, but she waved her back. She was still shaky and faint |when she got out into the open air. | A solid lump was in her throat, and !she could feel her t thumping in her breast. “What a fool T am to be so up- |set,” she said to herself, walking along under the dusty trees of mid- |summer. “What a fool T was to go lto the house at all. T didn't know |that seeing him _would—hurt like | this. But she knew that nothing could {have kept her away from that house that day. Nothing! She walked all the way home, but afterward she could not remember one step of the journey. Her mind was busy with her thoughts of Tony Gaines. She thought of his face—of the {surprised, almost angry look " that blotted the lines of pain from it | when his eyes met hers there in |the hallway. He had been haggard with {100k of suffering. But that was |ural, of course, Merry told herself, at such a time as this. “Did you sce Bis wife?” she a Moms when she came home late in the afternoon. “I may have, but it was she, if T did many women there,” Moms answer- ed, “And I saw Jennie Luetkemyer |and Daisy Middleton. T didn’t know they were friends of the Gaines fam- fly—" She launched into a flood of gossip about these old cronies of fiets L s T didn’t know There were §0 inny says that Tony Gaines will sell the house,” she said presently, and Merry pricked up her ears. “He'll never live here in this town again.” Her voice went on and on and on, dolefully droning, as she started to get supper. Cassle drifted into the kitchen, looking the very plcture of misery, and dropped down into a chair. Jinny and the twins were having supper with the Jones family, and |the house seemed very gloomy and dismal. Moms talked about the funeral all during supper, and now and then {Cassle drew a long sighing breath that was almost a groan. The deep- ening twilight hung over the room like & shroud. her life by hid\n;' Tony steps into the limelight of | OW GO ON WITH THE STORYI the house | seemed | saw the person she | HIS EY. UPON HER ste " Merry cried nly sp! from the table. “I've got to omewhere, or T'll just die!™ er arms wide in a move- {ment utter despair, she dashed out into the hall to the telephone. ng | of I\ 2} ve the number of the Tow- ers hotel. She would call Les Purcell |and ask him to take her out some- where! She would be a jolly good ellow— a good little pal—the kind {of girl that men forget! What did she care? What else was {there for her, anyway? Nothing! | Nothing at all, but this gloomy hous and a dull job! Tony Gaine: |career. He was gone out of her life, | |for good, and she'd have her fun!| { All she could have! All of it that was a4 his wife and his ring [coming to her! Why not? Why not? |ac Who cared what she did? | | “Hello, Les” Moms heard her say into the telephone. “I want to talk to you »out that job up in | Cannda. Yes, tonight All |right, in - half an hour or old- | !timer.” She peeped In at the dining room |door an instant later. Her lips were widened in the rea e chorus- |girl smile that had become seccnd nature to her. But the eyes above | smile were without sparkle or light. “I'm going out with Les.Purcell,” |she satd stonily. “He's coming for |me in a cab. Let me know when |he gets here, will you?” i |~ Upstairs, in the little gabled room | under the roof, she snapped on the |lights above her dresser—and then stood stock still, one hand pressed to her throat. | There, on the dresser, beneath her ¢ lay Tony Goines' picture. It lay on the very top of a mass of newspaper clippings about him. Be- side them, the overturned handker- chief box showed that Jinny's twins | had been at work here. They were, | las Moms said, the liveliest pair for |their age that she had ever seen. They were into everything. | For a minute Merry stood looking |at the pictured face of the man she |had seen that day. Then, with a toss {of her head, she crumpled it between her fingers and tossed it back into the old satin box. She took a pink muslin dress and a big pink hat from her clothes closet and laid them on the bed. She |puckered her red mouth up into a | |whistle, but no sound came from it. | The mirrors gave back a flatter- ing reflection of her lovely face as she leaned toward it to fluff powder on the soft smooth skin. | But Merry did not see her own face as she stared into the glass. She was still seeing Tony ne |face. She couldn't get it out of her {mind, try as she might. | Why had he looked at her in that startled, angry way that afternoon? What did he think of her, going to his house, as she had gone? He prob- lably thought her forward and brazen. She was still Moms' yoice, outside brought her back to |moment. “Mr. Purcell's “He's waiting for | taxicab.” Merry glanced out into the dark- | ness. All she could see of the cab was its lights gleaming against the night, like the eyes of some jungle animal. “I'll be wondering when her door, the present sald. the come,” it you out in right down,” and -drew a lipstick across Cupid’s bow of her lips. She reddened her |arew a black line under the s of her lower lashes. When she had | put on the pink dress and the huge pink hat, she looked just the way | Tony Gaines had once told her he | hated to see her look — painted and over-dressed. Les would tell her | knock-out, though, when he saw her. “So what do I care?” Merry asked |alond, as she added one more dab of paint to her lips, and another |touch of perfume to the little tri- |angle of snowy skin behind her ears. | Out ot doors, the darkness wa thick and soft. little wind was whispering to itself. And as Merry ran down to the front gate, it brush- |ed a low-hanging branch of the old | willow tree against her face. With her hand on the top of the gate, she stood still for a minute. Stood perfectly still, remembering another night as warm and blue- black as this, when she had stood the cheeks, and she was a |She) she called, | adow | The night when Tony Gaines had | brou and A ng ht her } ssed he cir W D of, loneliness hat it was li pt over nd bodily pain agony ‘Com B cell's voice cut ness T 1d shut he ho in gre peoy Eyes?” through Loud and coarse it it Merry did not was halfv hen he spoke to he the an Moms was standing in the gl of the vine-covered porch w the whole proceeding. The much that Moms r ell him I'm to her steps. ' issed, ever! sick! Merry Tell Tell think of! rid of hin omething b to Mo ran past her She crum paper from the bl chief box, when she her bedroom, and s creases with her A line of she had heard somewhere, into her brain as loked “I have been faithful my own fashior.’ And she had been to Tony Gaines—in that night. (TO BE CONTINUED) Jinny makes a discovery. ing Merry's question with he told me so.” In Ct “The Petter” tomorrow. him hi Only I've got a nything you rid of him! voice inded very rp e and nd into the ho d bit of ne tin hand back 1ik sh was verse she faithful, her own 1926 BY KEA SERVICE. INC. lavish than the male. DREAMS /Y OSEMARY opened her "I\ eyes. Then she shut them and opened them again. ¥ “Ooh!" 'she said softly to her- self, “I wonder if its a dream |- -orifits truel Am 1 ‘I'm! {or that teeny-tiny girl crawling around in the sugar-bowl?” She jumped out of bed and "ran into the pantry to look at the sugar-bowl. It looked just las small it should. | “Oh! Dear! I'm glad it was & dream._I didn’t like being so ‘tiny. 1 was trying so hard to get out of that sugar. My eyes "were full of sugar . ...and my ears, too . ...and it was all down my neck! “Ooh! Goody! I'm glad I'm Rosemary!” there under the old swaying tree. reus, lo: actual | she | are | Les Pur- | dark- wer him. ek to the house oom tehing wasn't said as she came up the sagging head- can Get broke on ke a she oWS- ker- k in 100thed out its that flashed at it to thee, in too— way, Answer- Because pter XLIV of The female of the specie is more A Distinctive Afternoon Frock of Burgundy Crepe is Trimmed With Gold Cioth, Stitching and Fur, Deep, rich red — the glowing tone {of age-old wine — is the most prom- |inent color in the fall day mode. It is used for the simple type of tail- ored morning frock., as well as for the more decorative afternoon cos- {tume. $t is particularly smart when |enlivened with touches of gold—a |trimming note also important at fnms»:m. | Burgundy colored crepe, combined iwith gleaming gold lame, makes the |afternoon frock sketched today. The lame appears in pleated insats on the {front of the tunic blouse, and on the cuff sections. These motifs, in addi- tion to enriching the dress, supply the flaring motif so important in an elaborate frock of this character. A further note of ornament is seen in the fur on the edge of the tunic and the gold embroidery which trims the sleeves, collar”and neck-line. This consists of delicate tinsel thread stitching, interspersed with tiny gold b®ads and spangles. The hat is.a graceful, wide- brimmed shape of velvet, the same color as the dress. It is trimmed with a narrow gold ribbon. 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