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Quicksands of Love Adele Garrison’ Revelations of a Wife —— Veritzen Tenders Madge the Use of His Car. Still under the hypnotism of Lil- Han's lifted forefinger, I went on with the conventional protest that Philip Veritzen’s kindness was too much, instead of the vigorous neg- ative which my firs: impulse had led me to the brink of uttering in answer to Lis offer of s chautfeur and car for the welcoming of Mary Harrison. “You already done 80 much,” 1 said, wishing devoutly that Lillian and Katherine were any- where else n within hearing of the telephone. “Those roses were the most wonderful things I ever have seen. Mary will go quite mad when she sees them, I am sure.” “I am glad that you,” he replied, res: noun ever so slig But he did emphasize it distinctly, and I was glad that my telitale face was turned away from the quizzical eyes of my friends. “I did not know your favorite shades, so I sent an assortment. But may I ask you to tell your niece not to speak of the roses to anyone, at the offices. I am telephoning from my home now, you see.” 'Oh!” I s.id banally 5 X was startled at the quickness with which he had answered a query which had but just sprung into my mind. Veritzen Makes & Request “I never attend to personal mat- ters at the offices,” he went on while I registered the impression that he was regarding this convers: $ion with me as a strictly “personal matter,” and was accordingly un- comfortable. “You will tell her that?” he sisted, and it scemed to me that there was a hint of uneasiness in the perfectly polished tones. Sud- denly the expianation came to me. He had sent the flowers upon a sud- den impulse, completely foreign to his usual procedure, and was now regretting, not that he had sent them, but that he had used Mary's name. He was astute enough to sce the possible complicatons which so rave they pleased g the pro- tly and delicatel enough, for per- EW BRITAT IR —————— s New Phase of jstriking an attention might cause. Of course,” I returned, trying not to my voice curt, and wrig- gling under the amused glances |which I knew Katherine and Lillian |were directing at me. Will you ready to start halt after four?" Mr. Veritzen |on, with wred an air |found it impossible to voice fusal of his offer | planned. “You really ough | yourself that much t fic is ist about then.” Madge is Twitted by Lilkian “We shall be ready,” 1 answered, 1 thank you so much for all your 1 “Myselt “No, stead softly W you are make at s0 to 1e as the give traf- retorted quickly. ," 1 returned him laugh to all and Puritan hen changing his tone in a twinkling to the most business-like inflections imaginable almost curtly: | The that settled. Otto will call with the car four-thirty. | When I get back next week 1 will | let you know what time I wish to | |see Mary. Good-bye | | He hardly waited for my own | dieu before hanging up his re- | ceiver. Reluctantly I put up my own and turned to meet the mischievous | | {eves of my friends | hav | | t a determined little is your clever- I told them. Lil shaking | to air ness on someone ¢ “I've got to dress. With a warning I didn’t r |his offer of his car as 1 ha and chauffe [be here at half after four.” | “Which is exactly hour Lillian said dryly. “When did |you ever take that time to dress, or —pardon my cxistence, pl —is | the august Mr. Veritzen himself go- |ing to the station with you to wel- |come the coming dramatic genius of |the count Because if he is, T beg |1eave to be excused, don't Ka- |trinkav? I never did film successfu {in the role of a gooscherry.” | Copyright, 1926, by Newspaper | Feature Service, Inc. fist at me, done, you, Reddy Finds Some Jelly By Thornton W. Burgess Before a puzzle hestitate, Lest it your temper irritat Reddy Fox There had been a storm. All Httle folk who live along the shore know that after g storm many strange things are likely to be found on the beach. a¥ soon as the storm was over, Reddy Fox and Jir my Skunk were prowling along the sea- beach to see what had been washed | up by the waves. Many a good meal had they found there, brought in by the waves. But this storm hadn't brought n much in the way of food It didn't matter much, because Red- dy wasn't really hungry. He was more curlous thau hungry. It s fun to poke about and see what he Reddy walked over to examine this could find. Presently, he v along, he somethir seemed to him very queer. It look for all the world as if somebody dropped a saucerful of rather lemon jelly on the sand. Reddy fed at it, but that didn't tell thing. hat is queer himself. “Now wl can this stuff anything llke it is some mor. over Reddy walked over this. It was lik only difference w Httle more of it “What Yo quired Jimmy S hind Reddy don't know wh What do you think it is?" Jimmy wa as there." coming up eyed it susy carefully, he put paw and touched it Jooked; that is to say, it felt jelly would feel if v your finger in it. O and Jimmy didn't about jelly. If they thing about jell they would 1 away that somet that and after heach hav s0 much see, the beacl with these little j¢ Reddy was the one to covered that th @ more clear jelly. He discovered was lylng on the sand perfectly and he could see something like a cross on it, just as on the Sand Dol- lar he had seen a star. This led him 10 suspect that perha~ these masses ou It felt just way they a little wondered wh jelly coul masses first oy than one tha lat iooked to be. He went down to the { | 'water's edge to see if he could see | any in the water. At first he didn'. | Then he saw one just being washed | up by a little wave. He hurried over | to it. It looked just like the other little Jelly m Tt didn} move, »ut lay perfectly still just where the | wave had left it | ched his | Ppos Reddy sat down and scr head thoughtfully. Could it be that that thing was alive, or ever had been alive? Jimmy Skunk joined him. Then they talked it over. They looked all around for some one to ask questions of, but no one was in ight. Finally they a waste of time to just Sot ¥ decided that it | was t star- ing at thes to int for But all the hea® Reddy those Jelly him, and they vexe Iy have got to find said he. 1926, by T. W. : “Reddy y went off er ir , in was of his about perplexed what the back thin They him. out masses. in- they Burgess) His Rubs |dressed in colors. She | Your Health How to Keep It— Causes of Tlness DOG DAYS ARE NOT SO BAD FOR THE CAREFUL | DR. MORRIS FISHB | litor Journal of the American Medics Assoclation and of ) Hyeeia, Health Magaizne days” refers to the be late BY the dry, sul in July an re period extending suppo: originally od doj mad. ot late ring this <ely | g0 ses with the sun, and uted the sultry discases prevalent rologic conjunc- the period of the in different localities rent clim becomes foul and may Vs wi B took nsively Aside no reason wi days be as healthful as any oth and certainly no reason should avoid lake or pool ctors there is not | | | should tion. |ry Heath and ¥ [Heaths were ¢ . the fortune | goldc ired, Myra's. |an. sh cidedly or |which aroused her ar to scorn. It |tween Inr | between Bur named Aning |thumbing into [Heath's card m were |Heath when | | mysteriously Inman NOW GO ON W r period. [glared at hi one [der and shot it would take to hing as | you of felly were not at cll what they [is a common but ignorant $upersti- |stairs, and Vefore I am dov morning, you are to be far away | N FICTION PAl5Y T VAN @ CAROLYITI‘WELLS BEGIN HERE TODAY Get In Har Gardens, 3 an elabors gelow, 1 s wife, Myra. the story opens the ertaining as hous I from here thato “Yes, “Go, in alone tog had never come bacy Islar d Per Heath, I get that.” then.” And Inman went, the husband and wife ther. . e and At the time were Lawrence Inman, a distant rela- | Mrs, Prentiss always sat down to yra’s, and, aside from Per- {her by at past eight only heir rable o'clock. If truth were told, she would and have preferred an earlier hour, but Moore, young, vivacious, |Harbor Gardens people were late an old frien 14 eight-thirty was just the earliest one could break- with decency. AMost of the Gardeners liked o'clock better, and many were still and whiskey bot- proud of but hust Pi e of akfast to her consic Junny about pecul stic Myra He was cold, s not in love She use r wom- | faat nd de- with her 1 cosmetics 1d a pa bottles nine 15- Jater or any summer, her nephew, one Todhunter Buck, was spending the month of June with her. And as he docile and good-tempered om she had loved from yhood on, she ruled him with a rod of iron, at least regarding her household appointments. ¢ So Todhunter, whose awkward an- ral name had long since been re- to Toddy, almost |beamed at his aunt across her matu- tinal table. In available weather, as laid on the ple which gave on and_con iew of the H north horn harbor, “he old old collecting € r latest h she was an s q was a istic chap, w} ¢ is a L0 intimacy be- n and Myra Heath and y and Perry. Myra be es provol.ed at Bunny's infatu- n for her husband and declar has made her will in favor Perry is a c lency of the Cou opponent is erson. portfolio across @ of Perry his Inman, It develops that pr his chief Sam thre ndi- this table sant bun, the wes \ded a ath home. RBeing of creseent se faced zood on the ped mny, cape of runs Work houses t.” When P down st T and Tn- v e 5 doings at said the youth, owing of inter they're that Prentiss, as there woere Heath house the ith a per- sty *Jazz?" soft. Oh, 1 know them, of arrived only yes- a girl over there comes Myra arms discovers them H THE STORY ot S ontt CHAPTER 1V S hiving Tod No, forgot not t yoi “Drotty up. pret 1 vision of beauty never heard you too. Oh, vith some But I was “And s girl tood flappe but Myra he last n from now a case loved his ¢ of the t s [telling you abou all to- No, you weren Go al » “Well, I will, if you'll be still a nute. T couldn't sleep— I know. ful Heath |, But as an in- | «“poor old I'd like t winl to be to do. terrible, what it 1.ecans with es and hear the clock hours all It must "9 auntie, tander 50 wa 0 propos y nat to lie « hours and half the night!" No. Why have a striking clock 50 T'1l know W me it tupid. Well last night, I was owling about my -1 do that I just get worn out lying in is. room on. When does tin “ t all. Be n your next time the pret- quiet, will yon? door all went to you! before twelve worth ‘Not don't “You'r And then, midnigh, t1" Heath = up- Ton't be silly. say, about not Eush wo ittle later, was a & studio. T at's the house.' suppose the pretty girl m the room at Go in th Get out, T tell you! in this end cf 'H'i. = § st R Pt B 4y G.PPU odhunter. You've | ©1926 TNAM SONS came down to the library to get a book. They always do that.” “Well, maybe. Then after a short |time, there was a Lig light flashed | on—" | “Of course. comes down and | witching negligee, down—-" “Will you be still! about one o'clock the li out except for two tiny |looked like two candle “And probably were. The two big sparks being tlie girl and the man.” | “Hush, I'm serious, Tod. For after that, oh—half an hour after, the big light was flashed on again, stayed on time, and then went off, two little dim lights The hero of the stors ds girl, in be- with her - hair Well, then, hts all went sparks, that ort the for a sl leaving ain."” “Got you. Proceed.” “Then after another comes the big light again later, that goes out and t tle lights stay there all the night.” | “Till what time | *“I don’t know. I stopped watching and went back to bed about three The little lights were burning then, d when 1 z it was broad day- light.” |vou a ing interval, and then, two lit- the rest of T don't think ound- all Aunt Em such a very as of sequence events after Lights on and,off in a house, are [not of unprecedented cccurrence.” “No. But what were the two lit- tle lights that stayed on through all the other ups and downs of the big lights 2" “Night light: *“Nonsense! 1o the Heaths May, and they lights befor “Always has to be a first time. But what do vou want me to T agree it's zing. alarming, terri- ving,—anything you wish. - But I don't get it.” “That's just it. Tod. I don't get it either. T think something has hap- pened over there.” “Do you separate your words when Auntie?” “You ought to know. T often write to you. Why “Yes, 1 know you do. T remember now. You write half a word, nd then take up your pen and put it down a bit further on, to finish it.” | “Well, what of it?” “Only that it means that the writ- er has intuition to a marked degree. my adored Aunt, T believe your ssumption is right, and something did happen nest door, last night. Your intuition ": doubtless correct. What do you suppose the happening T suppose—"" I've lived next door since the first of never burnt night say am letters of write, the you S0 | oddy, you are a trial. T never know whether you're interested in what T'm saying, or just poking fun at me.” “Both, dear. csted in the more about he “Oh, she has yellow hair #nd blue eyes and a skin like peaches and eream. She's a friend of N Heath’s, and 1 think she has be- witched Mr. Heath. She would be- witch any many not totally blind 2" u like her, Aunt she's a dear girl. Sort of homelike and gentle-mannered with lolder perséns, like me. But I expect she's a Loyden among her own crowd.” “She's younger then g “Yes; Bunny is twenty-tw Heaths are both over thirty “Me for the Bunny! Why the kit- That is, prefty girl I'm inter- Tell me than the Heaths, The tenish name “Her name is Berenice. always called Bunn | “om. well, that as anything. her?" “Today, probably. They'll all be lat the Greshams' this afternoon, and we'll be there, too.” “All right, but I'll hang about out- side this morning, and hope to catch a preliminary glimPse of the univer- sal charmer.” Toddy, having finished his break- fast, lighted a cigaret, as he glanced over toward the Heath nouse. But he saw no sign of the occu- pants nor even any servants about, |opening doors or windows. And then, just as aunt and nephew rose from the table, thcre came to their ears a loud scream from the house next door. CHAPTER ¥ “Let's rush over!” Toddy crled, [ putting one leg over the porch rail- ing. “No, no,” his aunt restrained him. “We can't do that. Harbor Gardens people are conventional and reserved Wait until we hea mmmmm‘;m.».” The shriek had come from®Katie, the Heaths' parlor maid. This capable and efficient woman was in the habit of downstairs at eight o'clock morning. | Tt was Katie's duty to open win- dows and straighten things generally in the rooms and on the porches. She had overslept a’ trifle this But she's When can I see young coming every nall light, a dim one, imorning, for she had been out late, (st {—indeed, she .d come home frem her evening out far later than the |prescribed hour. *d just as Uef call her | But she came downstairs, trim and {neat in her smart morning uniform, and set diligently to work with her brush and duster. | The lounge i+ order, she proceeded |to the studio, and it was the sight that met her eyes there, that {brought forth the wild scream of {terror that the 1.cighbors heard. ¥or there, In the middle of the floor, lay Myra Heath with a candle burning at her head and another at her feet. Katie looked twice to be sure that it was her mistress, so strange and | so changed was the face that she | saw Then, hcr hands over her eyes, she stumbled her way back to the kitch- en and fell into a chair there, “What's the matter, Katie?"” Cook | said, curiously, and the butler came ffom the dining room to listen. “Oh, Mrs. Pierce, oh, Herrick,— it's the Miss he's—oh, T do be- lieve she's dead!” “Dead! Watcha talkin' and Mrs. Pierce, the cook, the excited girl. “She is—she is! Just you go and look—in the st jo,—on the floor—" But Mrs. Plerce, and Herrick, the | butler, had already rushed through | to the studio. “Fer the love of the saints!” clafmed Mrs. Fierce, dles burnin’ and al!” ‘It ain't Mrs. Heath- aid, greatly puzzled “Sure it's Mrs. Heath! about? stared at ex- | “and the can- Herrick But just |great stress of t She's been killed, Mr. Inman, sir,” said Herrick, as he pointed to a great contusicr o ulyr 's left tem- | ple. | This was not noticeable at first |glance, for the head was turned to that side, and the hair was a bit fluffed out as if to hide it. Inman looked, then turned away in horror, and ran from the room. Herrick followed him, and they faced one another as they stood in the lounge. “What must we do, sir?” asked the man, and “nman stared at him speechlessly. “But we must do omething,” Her- miliar pronoun by reason of the e occasion. Larry roused himself Yes, I suppose we must.” is Mr. Heath, sir?” Her- 1t on, anxiously Tord, T don't know. Where can be? He must be around some- where, No sir, right here, if he about Miss Moore?" “Miss Moore? Oh, yes,—well, what about her?” “Why, sir, she'ought to be—er— warned . bit, don't you think?" “Yes, yes, certainly. Warn her Herrick, warn her, by all means.” ain't A he'd be Now, what by |Herrick stared. “It's not fo- me, sir. I'll send Mrs. Plerce or one of the maids, “Yes, do. That's right, — Mrs |Plerce or one of the maids.” | Herrick shook his head. Mr. In- man was a broken re: And with Mrs. Heath dead and Mr. Heath ab- sent, what was to be done? “Do you think, sir,” he said, fore- ing himself to suggest, “that we ought to call a doctor, or— “A doctor? Oh, yes, — a doctor. Why, — why, Herrick, she's dead.” | “I know, sir, but it's most general- ly done in such cases. Oh, I wish Mr. Heath would come!" | “I wish so, t50. I'm—I'm no good | lwas b in a matter like this. I'm no geod Herrick," “'No, sir,” sala Herrick, sincere for once. “Well, then, suppose I tele- phone for Doctor Conklin, he's tiie |tamily physician.” | do that, once. | . And send Carter the ladies’ maid. to Moore, and |she can tell her, you see. “1 see.” “And you, sir, yourself, you'd bet- ter dreas, for there'll be people com- ing, you know. ‘Why, yes,— at himself as if Herrick, at gl | Inman looked down surprised at his |rick urged, allowing himself the fa- |garb. “Yes, certainly. I will.” He went off to his room, and, clos /ing the studio door, Herrick went to th telephone. 7 He summoned Dr. Conklin, promised fo come over at once. wko | Then Herrick pulled open 2 drawer in |big table, and from a loose pile of small bills, and a box containing sil ver coin, he helped himself rather liberally, sti‘fing the money in his pocket He eyed what was left with thy air of a connoisseur, decided it was as little as he safely dared tc leave, and closed the draw n. Then he turned his -itention to the dead woman, and silently con- templated the strange details of My¥a Heath's appearance. Never before had he secn his mis- with artificial color on her cheeks or lips; never before had he seen her wearing a crimson scarf never before, to his knowledge, had worn a string a gaudy beads. Tt ond Ms powers of divination to fathom these mysteries, And then, at her feet, propped against the candlestick that stood there, he saw 1'ie card which he had seen many times before,—the ornate pen and ink work that hore the legend, “The Work of Perry Heath.' (To Be Continued.) with a swift glance about, tress look at her! Whatever has she been a doin’ to herself?” For it was a strarge Myra Heath they . saw. Instead of her usually pale face | angd colorless lips, they saw a scarlet | mduth, of exquisite shape; cheeks | delicately rouged, with heautiful ef- | fect; eyebrows finely pencilled and showing their true arch; and a hint of color at the roots of the long lashes, that, upturned, showed wide open eyes, fixed in the stare of death | “Don’t stand there like a ninny, | Plerce!” the butler cried out. “We | {must tell somebody—we must call | Mr. Heath—" | ‘Of course,—of course,—'res- | ponded the flustered woman. “You go and tell him, Herrick. You're the | {one to go.” | | So, slowly, Herrick turned away | Ifrom the terrible yet fascinating | sight, and slowly climbed the stairs. | He knocked at rry Heath's door but heard no response. Repeated knocks brought no word from with- in, and so Herrick gently pushed open the door. There was no one there, and the bed had obviously not been slept in. This was amazing, and Herrick's {legs trembled under him. Nonplussed, and uncertain what to | do next, the butler hesitated, and |then went along the hall to Law- |rence Inman's room, and knocked | there. | “Who is it? What's the matter?” Inman called, and Herrick heard him jump out of bed and open the door. Inman faced the man with a look of surprise, for guests were not call- | ed of a morning in this house. | “If you please, sir,” Herrick be- gan, “there’'s — there's trouble be- low “Trouble below? his eyes. “What Speak out, man.” | “Well, sir, Mr. Heath, sir, he ain't in his room. “Where is he?" I don't know. sir. And Heath, she’s —she's dead, I think. “What! Herrick, what are you talking abou? You been drinking?" “No, sir. But I tell you there's great trouble on. Mrs, Heath, sir, |—TI tell you she's dead, sir.” ‘ Herrick’ sment made him in- coherent, and without waiting to |dress, Inman flung on a dressing gown, over his pajamas, ..1d pushing |the man aside. hurried down the stairs. | He went straight to the studio, |and gave a gasp as he looked down at the prostrate figure on the floor. | The two candles were still burn- ng, but they were guttering and al- |most burnt out. | Myra lay in a composed position, {but with strange accessories. Her gown, the one she had worn the eve- ning before, was of white georgette, simply made. But across the bodice, ;|\0“‘ was flung the deep crimson scarf that was Bunny's. Round her |neck was a heavy string of large, al- most barbaric beads, of red and gold | Instinctively, Inman glanced up at |a light sconce, where these beads {usually hung, as a sort of decorative touch. % | Their place was empty. Had Myra decked herself in these things? | He gazed at her face. Always beautiful, in her calm pale way, she [was far more so now, with the color on cheeks and lips, with the dark touches that made her eyes look large and striking, and with the scarf of American Beauty red, en- livening her white dress. | And the candles—two of those [trom the long studio table,—stand- |ing in their brass candlesticks at |her head and feet, still faintly alight, |but just ready to flicker out, these gave the effeet of a shrine or a nge ceremonial of some sort. “Oh, my God!"” Larty groaned, as a man will, who does not know what else to say. i | l | Larry rubbed | do you mean? | Mrs. Posed by Y CONDITION—-Characterless eyel TREATM y pression of really lovely eyes. In suc obligated to lo something about the-matted. pencil carefully applied. The brows and the eyes rendered much more effective. pardonable, however, unlss expertly 1 e ) The Beauty Doctor ; BY NINQN e iemcanomommomomons & vonne Grey HTOWS. vebrows that are too light in color often ruin the ex h a case, one is not only justified, but The best help is an eyebrow may be touched up ever so lightly, Such subterfuge is quite un- and carefully done. ( H E '~ A SURPRISING OFFER As soon as veryone had left me | to go on their several errands, I walked back to the library and call- ed up Jerry. T could not find him at his own office and so I called his father's office. The stupid girl at the switchboard, instead of giving me Mr. Gerald Hathaway, Jr,, put me on his fath- er's line. Mr. Hathaway, Sr., recog- nized my voice immediately, and asked. 1s this Miss Dean speaking T want very much to talk with you, my dear Miss Dean, immediate- ly. My son tells me you have left Mr. Robinson and I thought perhaps vou would like to come into my of- fice.” “Thank you, Mr. Hathaway. It is very kind of you to ask me to do this — but Jerry should have told you that I have just taken a place as private secreta «d companion to Miss Meredith.’ “But my dear Judy, you will not like working for a woman. No girl does.” 8 “Well, I annot say that I'm real y about working for a man, Mr. Hathaway, and as I must work for somebody I cannot see how I can help working for one of the sexes. I think I shall stay with Miss Mere- dith for a little hile at least. Thank you just the same.” Before I could hang up Mr. Hathaway shouted through the tele- phon “Here, here, Judy, wait a minute. I have another proposal for you. You have probably fleard this one before, but I'm going to try and cinch it. “Probably by this time you very well know that that boy of mine seems to think he is greatlyin love with you. I presume you knew this before he did. Anyway “e has made it so uncomfo-table around this office lately that we have not been able to do much work. He has got it into his head that I didn’t like you or you didn't like him, or something foolish. I told him this morning that he must go and marry you immedi- cr: ROWN WAY aGirl of Today system he wouldn't be to me or anyone else. “When 1 asked you to come into my office, Judy, T was just kidding a little to sce what you would really do about it.” “Well, I told you, Mr. Hathaway You certainly heard me say that 1 am acting as secretary to Miss Mere- dith.” Tomorrow — What About Jerry? worth much TREE-TOD STORIES RAIN-FUN “F ET'S go walking in the 3 L4 rain,” Betty said. P ' “All right!” Billie answered. Of course they put on their rain- coats... but it's more fun when you have a big umbrella, too. } “Listen to the rain-patters!” Betty said softly. il “They think it's fun to slide * down our umbrella,” Billie said. “Watch how they splash!” The wind came by just then and | Billie and Betty had to hold the | umbrella tight. “O! Look! The wind i blowing all the rain-drops side- Billie squealed. ately, for until e got it out of his