New Britain Herald Newspaper, September 25, 1926, Page 4

NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, SATURDAY, EPTEMBER Quicksands of Love | Adele Garrison’s New Phase of Dicky Manifests Renewed Toward “Faithful Fido” "What's nexpec tr tion w Dicky Is 1 g jam land w Sot you I'm s ich ap Perhaps at th ¥'ve been aligh I retorted, b friendly instea grinned at m “A touch!” he ® second later with pate fn his volce. “And now scored, why don't you gablegram 2" Madge Shows Dicky the Cable “I have read it/ atd ™and part of it doesn't wense.” “I shall herofcally repress the ®omment I'd like to make,” Dicky | ®aid, “for fear you'd resent it dear Hughlo, but it you like I'll try | to decipher it for yo! I promptly handed it to svondering it he had expected %0 be secretive about it. T £ from me with no indication wurprise, and read it over with the mme puzzled expression upon hi Mo which mine had worn. his tone which 1 Hugh € ind I hastened 1 al and it curios| hat re probably tried to,” T said pla- | I don't be 1 told you er t r to Shelter 1g0, to visit an old admi lives | was to return late today. | Probably Hu—Major Grantland | tried to cable him, and could not get | him."” l “Don’t strain yourself to be so for- | mal,” Dicky advised unplezsantly, | he a4 my of Major “I'm that ngly Path Island two ieve w ove al who n use name. him me t he took to him of | pose 1 i n't ‘Hughle ¢ Copyrigl | ten ¥ A HERON COUSIN w. Pumper the Bittern looked ple: HMe was pleased. He w eased th just had to und of his own volce ag: ough that same ssing perforr By Thornton Burgess "Tis . tated To know 1l sometimes we to whom Dan » asked Da 1 1 cried ndid you do it. Pumpe was s Danny was a tmagined h those But magi took c: ©of that long n “Did you speak to me?” Pumper. 1 did,” By squeaky hope you are oy Mea ‘ how i r the Bittern looked n ever. He was f was flattered. T tere do some- eyes of Pumper t perhaps t} on re those thi P nk the: = can nnot You 01 ttered * sald he 1 you croaked ) mmper w raplied Danny in his f 1t “I sald ling very fine voic Lo5 ed Danny T've My adows. o en here ‘Thank #It oyu are Pumpe; good as plied as home is up on May 1 ask| to ‘ 1 Pump. | I|the Green M what family you belon L.ook “Well," I me!"” command er. me! Do you rea family I he ied to a 1 n 1 me | n I should have sald that | 2 Heron.” hadn’s was Bit you s Pum “That Heron Herons “Oh." said . “you certainly | and T am giad one. Do you | the n Herons | Herons?" 10 100k i to know you are 1 your cousins ok € Gres Blue plied ind T much ground. Yes, sald Danny. “You 100k like a heror #m you have nothing to be desired era plump v you | Bit- ny. 1ch the | ind in | rd Da in thos D picion inz ey ed to eould the m was such il Lol rsh,™ Burgess) | Thinks Menus for the Family "' )" : BY Breakfast SISTER Hal MARY SAterbrer bolling and | over \ € DUCHESS 7.3 APOLOGIZES tiz Cantaloupe Mousse given Dne and 1-2 cups cantaloupe | time, said the Duchess, pulp, 1 tablespoon grapulated gela- have an asdent Jacobite. she would fections Your Health How to Keep 1t— Causes of Illiness HER-OWN WAY °7a Girl of Toda MORRIS FISHBEIN) JERRY HANGS UP 1 fo! vour hurry you I t oon you ha goi ed s it would more formal to the boat.” 1l Miss Meredith t te chiffon and ng rh I to w from 1 the my | ish | the ng gown to nough wou Itish enough always to The my best brushe dox i my ed Lowes L <t York has stoin its AT History Atl n 1 pick Sl 5 I had | 5 such @ and none ning wrap le of ostr ss Meredith said she h had 4 (Copyright TOMORROW: A First Kiss. FASIIONS By Sally Milgrim smallpox rate which p. TREEL-TOD)| STORIES | SAND-FUN T‘r\l RE was sand just every- w from the edge of the blue water way up to the house, and as far as Bennie could see north and south. ic was building a fort just begun... but Ol it g o s BlG e | put doors in it... and win- dows and cannons sticking out all around,” A sez-gull sziled down close and looked at Bennie and the fort cation of dip FLAPPER FANNY SAYS says a Ger- ral un- Farthworms o ANY SKIN SORENESS of Infants, Children and Adults n sing, 0 leeps seve A Day Frock of Navy Twill tures a Smart Trimming at the Hip-Line. Tea- One the most tures of the present res of the pres of navy blue frocks and coler, formerly spring, is the leading shade sof autumn, its pop- [ warity due to its practical as well as ring qu Both the blo type of woman day frock sho welcoma os th th. fea- mode nt mode for both ta ect an a is lored | s ens inevitable This 2djunct o ong br te mette the a4 and will appre sketch 1bination Somot get to vellow In sting color further silhouette novel and decorative At the hip-line are picoted in yello three narre The tigh cuffs of this contrast, s a youth- with a the cal of ful ap combined trimming. e narrow slits helts of yellow sued are finished with trimming which gives puifed under-siceves. also faces the collar ¥ and norraw The hat with blue felt model os grain. at the hip-line of street frock chartreuse threaded yellow suede 1 (E is vellow banded The material this blue twill and picoted in The slits are then three narrow Copyright yellow, with helts, | Panar Canal Zone has an of 1are miles. BURN AND ITCH Pimples Broke Out, Caused Dis- figurement, Cuticura Healed. *“ Pimples broke out all over my face and my face would burn and itch. 1 was ashamed to go out. The pimples were hard, large and red and caused disfigurement. 1 lost rest at night. **1 used about everything but had the pimples two or three months. My friends wanted me to try Cuti- cura Soap and Ointment and I gent for a free sample. I bought more and nows I am completely healed." Signed) Mr. A. Noel, 123 Marlboro St., Chelsea, Mass., March 7, 1926. Keep your skin clear by using Cuticura Soap, Ointment and Tal- cum for daily toilet purposes. Touch pimples and itching, if any, with Cuticura Ointment, bathe with Cuti- cura Soap and hot water, Soap T Oirtment 2 and K. Taleom 25c, Bold LT e AP iy U GO P Cuticura Shaving Stick 28e. GREATEST LAUGH SPECIAL OF THE YEAR AT LYCEUM—SUN., MON,, TUES.,, WED. and threaded with | | READ THIS HONEY LOU Tl Honey Lou £V likes her, | them in M un W i | e is to nose pa il | to get : 1t | (NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY) lquor, and sh never | horror of it. s, | she 1 of umpy hir is sweet with verron and i C eadows, the 1son nderstand, ho always sta that sh » talks t One winter a Jac! son, know es voung s only )65 not s looks b her man s when she iting f home it in st him, into the Zht rid & air nt CHA t hat he Ho fot fact.” told Mre what | Lou used it 50 much Gre m, do sl th sa w fa | 1e: | told voic sh | shook H h th a th o It a h a W | w 1 a le s you,” you town where Honey cant og-tired e meant hing. i “sc Then it ave She hite ith Vi er han ever. “Oh, hink of a ffering y 1 i i i SHE CAUGHT HIM SQUARELY ON THE JAW ley they seemed shocking and dread- | the mantel clock struck seven when Honey Lou walked into As the last Jow chime died away office with a pile of order slips ir for example he stillness of th her hand. ; ver actual gra in the Honey Lou was facing the light T with a ref came in. from the west windows, and it was r moutl she had e Margret Moody was Mrs a couple of seconds before she whiff of cco smoke on ley's daughter by her first hus ol it stcor Lou's w He was dead, ;m as Honey Lou's | heside the Old Man's desk, 5 Gt i could e THen her heart seemed to come 5 . e up into her throat. It was the blue anything,” | member her father. As far b e s L e \ er with either one conld remember o ” .| roadster! "So he was Jack Wal i r little | there had been just the three of | [’0 crybody smokes — them—mother and Margret and R, 1 ad only threc or four|Honey Lou T | clgaretes in my life, a matter 1w or othier Mrs. Huntley He was waiting for her again i e e , when she left the building {hat i But Honey Lou had never tasted money to bring up the two girls M&Nt o4 : he said that she never, | d them to business school. | FVen before she - started dowr ¥ would. She had a genuine « had sold the house on Willow | t1e stalrs that led to the dark 1 _ {he hotuss where Honey|courtyard, so ing told her that L “A girl who drinks is - s born o had sold her | Ne Would be there, waiting for her e 16r mother and he ets, and all He came toward her, through the 0 Bt crnthl i s by stick, as the PUrple winter dusk, as sho stepped t b % Honey {Sdpinid éut into the yard with its bales and 3 Slang was| There was only enough of it lefy | 'S rumbling trucks and its piled 3 to furnish the little flat wl g Lou ¢ lived now. But wha DXL taka s vol b money heautiful — old brown mah d. (His| head’ yas Russian ruble” when she waa | polished by time and use — Dot o R (i ol she could sec the eagerness in his t “That's the the Huntley f CHELRDUEE B EARE i . e G i ey nothing to SWePt back from a fine wide fore g that she liked some. Honey Lou not for the ‘1"' 4 . 4 ; When she did not like a | past —— but for the glorious present, | Tioney Louw's low, husky voice urned up her nose an. |For today! Today was what|(Tombled. "It isn't raining she < e e said. But she got into the car. bf too, Hor Lou painted| She could not share her mother's| Instead of turning toward the flat : | sorrow because she was a working | On Arbor Street, they swung off S painted them in public and girl, either. She gloried in her|in fhe oppos direction. In fif- out shame ‘Deary, it's the|job with Old Man Wallack—or !€€n minutes they had left the n ashion to pai your meuth and “Gr as she called him. town behind them -—— a forest of o vour face dead white,” she| With a high heart she pressed chimneys against pearly eve D r mother in her soft, husky nd mended her last year's clothes Ring sky. e “Its the style, just like re-trimmed her last year's hat A T P hingled hair and gun-metal stock- s thought that the princess slips Outside the town, Jack Wallack i ings. You can't get away from it.” | that Mrs, Huntley made from hand- | slowed down his ¢ It glided & And poor Mrs. Huntley, who never : kerchief linen were the loveliest | Smoothly as a dream-ship, along = ad had her hair cut or used any- ! slips that ever were — and did not the paved road that wound through al ; slit | thing but rice-powder on her nose, | sigh for silk. frozen brown fields. - her head despairingly over To her the three hundred dollars| It slowed down to five miles an oney Lou. hat she and Margret brought into hour and then stopped. was shaking it tonight, when | the homa every month were riches. “Well, hers we are again!" Jack I | Honey Lou walked out of the little| Margret earned more than | Wallack said. » N bedroom that she shared Honey Lou did. She made fifty| e turned in his seat and looked M Margaret, her half-sist dollars a week as bookkeeper at intently at Honey Lou. And Hone a s wrong, Mother?” {he girl|Holy Cross Hosp! and Honey 1ou looked back at him with her sked her, and Mrs. Huntley shook | l.ou thought that she was a won- | come-hither gaze. blond & head mora: vigorotiaiy |.d¢ he felt him take her hand in n It was at Holy Cross that Mar. | his and ghe did not move or try = I was just thinking about|grct had struck up a friendship | tO Stop him. He turned back her b she sighed deep “I hate | With young Stephen Mayhew, who | Shabby kid = glove, and kissed the th the very thought of your working | was finishing his medical training | VeIVety palm and the slender little th down on Exchange street. It's such | there. s ly terrible neighborhood* And to | S e | Still Honey Lou did not move za man stopping you, and | “Stephen Mayhew,” mused Honey | Nothing like this. had ever hap so u a lift in his c And | Lou to herself, as she went out into | Pened to her before in her life, ni out, after dark! It isn't safe.|the little kitchen of the flat and @nd she did not know how to take pe fsn't right lone at night ead once mor In the littl Mr girls night. for belle, lone at orked a taught school or painted china. “If T went ou 1 was a girl, somebody always went | ith me * she Lou. lone those They tell yo Marga in 0 now. 't me uppose night? She “My word, added, after ¥ minute, Hu raised her the black marble mantel shelf. “Five minutes murmured. Beatrice Burton aulhor “ovE aot?:m’ ® © JOHNSON FEATURES INC, 1926 and’HER MAN® ETC. R you ried. It mind to in own so about you.” “Don't be smile faded ittle face. ! Tall and broad and with the bluddt eyes! to me I've been waiting to m him all my lifec Ha spoke to me and I wouldn't answer him. But if T sce n again—" ioor opened and Mrs into the room you girls would get be a load off you both sa T dow “Margaret's going to marry Steve May he er er. Don't Honey Lou T silly, Margret." wot from Honey private Wallac c Mills. omes. s 1 He hout bein, or ot hipping he is 1s Hunt rsel afraid too close 1 lovely s locked abov body N of Joe, to her Wh about In Honey Lou struck a match lit the candles on the table. Ten-cent store candles they were 3ut they 1 and pink. and thre glow on Hor hid her sudder e girls talkin stalk of a gre here? lower Don't and ‘ Lot so, you think Mother? k in h we 1 a r il and und Know never Honey marry Lou, from you're tr wered ut looking her sew- Nothing,” she said te he mother. lo . the Lou me him prope girl should meet a man “Grumpy,” himse Lou in the th you trow elf on hihim Hone Lou asked raised he next afternoor Jack Wallack as a nicr late only a lifted purs introduce: big pri PT 11 e bove Pt r mo swered. Mil Jack, room My he gaid Lon Hunt- Honey w sl Miss Huntley f off-hand way ney Lou son, what it. It seemed such a respectful harmless sort of kiss — a kiss on to boil for tea. now, what di ra girl be " She to shook out her put the water “Stephen vhew mother mean when safd that | her little hand. Stephen would never marry Mar-| Then, in another second, her gret while I'm around—" | mouth was against his mouth, an Why, Stephen treated her as if | he Was Kissing her with a desper- had they | she were a child! He brought her | ale sort of passion. unless they | magazines, sometimes, or candy.| He had not intended to do it — to | Once in a while he would ask her | Kiss her that way. It was almost to go along, when he and Margret | s much of 'a surprise to him as it were going out to the movies. But, Was to Honey Lou. beyond that he barely noticed her.| But Honey Lou did not know or it seemed to Honmey Lou|that. Half choking with fury and at le: she thought it over. | shame, she leaned back in his It was while she and Margret Arms and caught him squarely on were putting the supper on the|the Jaw with the flat of her little dining room table that she told her | hand—the hand he had pust kissed | about the man who had offered to| “Don’t ever—do—such a thing drive her home that night. | again Don’t dare to!" she blazed “Margret,” she said, with that out at him in gasping sobs. | wonderful smile of hers that was| She tore open the door of the [ part gayety and part , wistfulness, | black-and-nickel roadster and fled | “I saw a man today. into the darkness of the country. Lou" she| Margrgt laughed. “Not really!” | side. “I do wish | she chaffed the younger girl. on e she o sleepy Huntley had never Neither living, southern | had been gone out [ ut after dark when said now didn’t run days the to Honey around | they | were taken care of, | il Where do you| ret is, at this time Of‘ =0 w st, anxious eyes clock on to the “p to sevel she Honey {TO BE CONTINUED) \