New Britain Herald Newspaper, October 4, 1926, Page 4

NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD,' MONDAY, OCTOBER 4, 1926. Quicksands of Love Adele Garrison’s New Phase of Revelations of a Wife —— Jack Leslie Makes the Most of | Mooting Mary I tound myself listening breath- lessly for Jack Leslie’s answer to Mrs. Baker's query cor presence at her side. pected I did not know, within me was an intuitive fecling | that there was something beneath the surface of the dramatic incldent 1 was witnessing — s thing which it behooved know, but which was eludir 0, you do not know cabarst dancer soothing tone which toward a bewilde happened to b zell, and of cou sist you it I c For Flyers. BY DR. itor Journal of Medical Association the Health attracting her MORRIS FI tempt at u: er to with her upon by Mary, ttention. acq e been looked knew, as the man- would have and she ved hi casual dismissal, assured her, long experi- youthful feminine qued her a bit as w A Moment of Recoil I'm th a would .I Time a called to nd the again attentl ct T} portance is the cause of the Persons who PSyehol- | piyoy Peak, whic , pi b {manifest the wau ziness and lik to be la sense of press mpts to scale Him have quently on this account, g more than “But sat pret she that not in a hurry touch of dignity pon her. “Be s in the same house th and T would not think of leavi her until I got her to her He howed again, contriv cilous |[Yescithesaestire Fwltn oo sing a | fitting a salute to a princess. in which| “That is most consld Wi that 1, but volce avoks his voi fatat more rapid, g. w s e in The woman was silent seconds, while I had telling that 1 was scene on a stage, a the actors knew ho lence effective. Th halt but fervently. “Tank you bot' very much. 1 am sorry to make you so much | troub I tink I can get up and | 20 home now by mineself und not trouble you any more “Oh! no!" Mary protested warm- | and Jack Leslie echoed her pro- | with an earnest, ndeed you | mustn’t think of it. I shall insist upon seeing you to your door. I would advise, however, that you lie still for a minute or two longer.” “You need not wait” He turncd to Mary with a defer- entlal little bow, and a smile that illuminated his whole face. I had to acknowledge, with distinct mis- giving that the young cabaret danc- er was personable yvouth, with n of man- ner which attractiv any girl “If you are in a hurry,” he gested, "I can escort her to home, and you need not wait. Tt he had studied Mary's moods and tenses for a year, he could not | have hit upon a surer method of { for a few eight. wit Getting Used to scene to m she he ration of ne {al adm that since the world had malden been mo “I tink I can get up n home,” Mrs. Baker sald and young Leslie instantly away from Mary hands to the elder woman “Just grip hands tight 'l pull you up,” he t Mary, who had risen when woman re- covered consclousness said, | “Wait!” with charming imperious- ness. Dropping to her knees again, slipped her arm around th woman's shoulder and raised her to a sitting posfure. As she did so, something within |Tjeut. John me 4 out against her touching !{pited the woman. Tt was as if she had|altitude of put her hands upon some loath-|aviator, Jean some dangerous animal. So strong |ported as was the feeling that T almost burst|gng feet 10 out of my hiding place' with an a i | dible protest, and only by a mighty SUR- | effort of my will did I remaln silent her|and hidden, waiting fo- the move of the actors in the drama. Copyright, 192 Feature the cares: claimed gan : as th first t ecomes to th abruptly, tur Mount Ev ition with a fair d¢ proximately most instances it has |to supply the place of tk had through ordinary This problem assumes nificance in tion recent v st suc said T the " ree | she 4 miles. z0, a he almost e seven extremel a fascina would be e In reaching aviator must not body with sufficient breathing, but must also gen to his motor. recorded eight miles next little 6. by Newspaper S | Servi 2 atmosphere not be overcome by the In the same way, the turning from the helz adapt himself gradua |changes which occur w! turns to an density By Thornton W. Burgess Chance may be a fickle thing, But often will good fortune bring. —Danny M ow Mouse. | When at last he did venture to peek | [out he discovered one of those twe res called men sitting | doing somethihg | one of which he It was the man boat, and of course gurgling noise legged ereat on a seat Some people say there {s no such | AU€CT With sticks, hing as chance, but Danny Meadow | /4 in each hand. knows er than that. )Mo owned th to his life every day | '¢ Was rowing. Tr Trestaida Danny had heard, and still heard, Rasatiiar was made by the water under the M boat as he was rowed along. I his lows, that Yes, sir, it things like that Now Danny was in a fix. W 107 Should he come out of tt or should he stay in it? couldn’t make up his mind. ame out, he would be seen just as sure as the world. If he didn't come | something might happen to | 1 in that boot. So Danny couldn't | ake up his mind what to do. And | it was ma up for him. He »d to look out a little to one and there were three or four big eels on the hottom of the boat. not alive. They had by the man \\]0“\'\!4:‘! hoat. But he t those Slippery Slims was too much Danny. He dodged back into| that boot and decided to stay there Danny did stay there, =5 an rowed and rowed and rowed. A | & = All the time Danny was getting a /) | ride and being taken toward home S faster than he had dreamed of going. (Copyright, 1926, by T. W. Burg, The next story hat to boot, Danny | If he| ¢ in a while, You know, Danny had been trav- cage 1o cre salt marshes down near the sea shore. He was getting away from the seashore as fast as could, which wasn't very fast, because Dan- ny is too small a person to travel very far in a day. At last he came to another branch of the creck, “Oh dear,” whimpered Danny. suppose I've got to swim across here. T hope Slippery Slim the Eel fsn’t up here, because he look# too much like a T just can’t swim with any comfort with Slippery Slim around. Just thinking of him, an re g of fust sig while the <) i e End of Dan- Plles Disappear No Cutting or Salves Needed n cure Piles Velvet, Alone or Comb silk, Is an Important Danny Gets a Ride Tha vet fs autumn evening the number of veloped in feminine | binea wi I how like a snake backbone th thing about I won't Da steep hank got down. to & plac boat was y was only a little the bow of t had seen a boat b even stop to he looks, giv e chatters. 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Oxygen. oxygen supply oxy- The tempera | alr is the zero he or 3 they may sickness as- sociated with a change in pressure. aviator, re- shts, must v to the hen he re- of FASHIONS By Sally Milgrim ined With Note in the Autumn Evening Mode in the apparent in d wraps d urious and Alone or com- r chiffon, it to present as an design- the smart- i3 soft-surfaced material. nner go 1ck velvet 1s most | white ecrepe of the latter 1 in on with The border velvet. heme is re- at in, heavily ilness as a din- this striking frock solVes | car ane in important 1 more ired, con- wide embroider- | added ifs of large | bodice | costume. (EFS) —m—m ECONOMY DRY CLEANING St. All Work 1716-12. large | the | © JOHNSON READ THIS FIRST: Honey Lou Huntley is private retary to old “Grumpy” Wallack, head of the Wallack Fabric Mills. “Grumpy” hired Honey Lou not only because she does her work | | well, but because she is pretty and | pleasant to have around. Everyone! at the place likes Honey Lou from Ann Ludlow, the office vamp, to Joe Meadows, the shipping clerk. But Honey Lou is half-afrald of Joe Meadows without quits knowing why. Wallack comes to her's mills to learn m the ground up. with Honey Lou, But w him on a sha Young Jack | work in his the business * He falls | and she w in love th him, asks her to meet { corner after work And he ki y home, slaps h s out of his automobile. pologiz and be- me good friends. Honey Lou tells she | face Lat ey him that she| er lets men her, and that| smokes, never drinks | does any of the wild | gs the modern fla do. Al this is the tr believes it. His neighbor, Angela Honey Lou and invites dinner she ng in acl's birthe cocktails ad—thinking ach. She gela tells Jack t little friend took drin} Jack be never has had any reason to doubt her word. And Angela apparently is a saintly person who does charity | work at the hospital where I Lou's ha Margret, hooks youns doctor there, but the girls’ mother, thinks that Steve is in Honey Lou Honey Lou does not y Jack does not com for days after Angela's wonders if it {5 because she drank, or because she let him kiss her on | the way home. She talks it over | with Ann Ludlow, th vamp, { but she comes to no conc jon. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY | CHAPTER IX s on the Saturd | before Christmas t old Mr. W lack called Honey Lou to him and | | gave her a Christmas present. He was scowling at her from be- | ind his big mahogany desk when he opened the door and stepped | into his office. | No one know | than his in the ed for him, to under “Grumpy's” sco his good-natured scow a twinkle in “pet Allen, meets her to a| honor of Lou dri ad ever | that re fruit “passes out” and An- at “his hard-boiled seven or eight lieves her, for he he f . Hunt love wi understand Tt w; six mon Honey | and all of the one was nd barely | sharp little little white m.! and when p to his desk he vas holding a in his he Lou came 1d it out to he Something for you,” he said to! her in his short gruft way. ‘“Take| it along and buy yourself a Christ- mas present with it.” Honey Lon looked down at the | clope and then back at him.| he shook her head. | 1 can't take money from you— ney that I don't earn,” she told | him slowly and laid the little el velope down on his desk. He threw his head, glared her and wn on the top of zany deslk with a resound- mo up at not? g woman,"” gh to be vo s I'm ow, pir don’t bother Don't be a fool he roared. “I'm nl\l‘ r father—and my | this up and take me any more ving t you nd 1id not touch the ad again. | elt,” she t matched oney Lou money. She shook her “Don't be a fool yo , and a gleam can’t take money m you or any- And she turned on her heel and marched out of the A half min | the door again. “Please don't opened | think I'm ungrat quietly. “I'm n how happy you thov 1 I3 You makes f me a ( wasn't herself, {able to take was because lidn't want to take | money from Jack Wallack’s father. | | Perhaps it was © the Hunt- | |leys had never been the kind of | people who took money from any- | body, unless it was due them. They had always been proud, stiff-necked | people, so her mother said At any rate, Hone Lou'; ¥ and there a of color in eithe opened the door build- |ing a P out into the twilight of a winter's afternoon. | | Drawn up before the door was a | dark-blu mousine, and Lou gave a little start when | he saw who was sitting within it | Angela Allen She opencd the door of great 1 waved a white-gloved hand at Honey Lou. Her soprano voice | rippled out on the quiet evening | air like the chink of silver coins know m [ mas g auite why cl Honey 't been P it ar erhaps vn | head bright when gh was spot Honey | falling on a sheet of gl | “How do vou do!" she sald, “T've been wondering all week whether | vou got over your—sickness.” She laughed and Honey Lou had a | childish longing to go over to her and slap her fa It was a shameful long canse she knew that Angela was go0d and sweet—and certainly did not deserve a slap in the face from anyone be- | it | spoke | appeali | she held out one | Honey ‘mk | yrrr | liked fol but | only FEATURES INC.. HONEY LOU 1926 Beatrice Burton author & o @ NO, Lovl Boung, | “WHERE'S HONEY LOU?" HE WA} with me. Her voice velv was oty s sh wide-set ful, knew I told him so. only had two tiny for you with smiled at a sweet, i And it ne ne smile. Honey ful a nd ( the eyes were e ed at the aisgusted 3 ered. you never had drunk before I told him dr him.’ nnocent, ver occu Honey Lou that she might ou 1 1 rred not “He had fixed Lou as she tle to be “I'm coming down here some day to get you to have lunch witl she went on. “Will Her dov you come like eyes were s above her dark furs, te-glove d {1y at her. TED TO KNOW She had a new fur scarf, gift from Aunt Lucy and Uncle| Henry, who always asked what she wanted for Christmas beforehand. That year Honey Lou had told Mar and her mother what she wanted, too. Her mother's present lay on the bed — a small turban of heavy black satin that was an exact copy of the one that Honey Lou had scen on Angela Allen's head. “Hello, she said when she walked out into the living room where Steve sat alone under the yellow lamp. “Take an eyeful of Don’t you think I look quite edly attractive?” too—a ve S| He stood up and his eyes seemed to grow darker as he looked grave- His mo ted in a | half smile. to Honey Lou in the friendliest sort love to,”” Honey and warr people were her half w She sho nice < Angel y from t very backed aw a nd alway to a's he car. his out of the building. e dld not look pretended not to her when th blue moment or two . la On Christmas a Tou was helping largret get suues 2. me dinner it Lou's hea h st r bres 1t gret said the phone. It must be anyhody else! “Hello,” she said a whole world of “This swered the voice a of the wire. “I'm Jack! tenest Christmas ever, dered if you your folks long sup with night. Honey Mayhev six o o Lou was comin lock dinner, he was going to women to the theat Then all at once joy ie Timothy at ar ter. . P fternoon, er mo! the turkey. wh rt Ir Ik 1 nd Tt them. sce them. were straight ahead of her | ssed Lou an- happ; did wh r and met I hen Tie and 1 h he Ho: 5 d-cr ops father come She And ra ney and an- ) the te rang these days aped within k Wa Ma w ar- to aldn't be and there wa{ voice. t th having hesitated. over, and in her Donegal,” other end rot- and I won- could get away from enough to have me somewhere, st for an- to- eve the afterward take the three | er. e she ma 1de up | her mind that she would go out to inner with Done; awful to ristmas someone ner, “Why Day. go with yo hpiece Mr, Donega she v him o herself, dinner with u ly wouldn't wa Donegal had st how, as a snob — of man home-cooked dinn self and Margret Steve May never made whether portant or poor not hat they At six o'clock Ste ew w for ed eve To to share a restaurant din- , ves, T'd like aif people we | P | be lone have o sald in of the telephone. T'll meet you 12 better,” ome to much Oz\‘ to must be | daughter's or | ask | the | Six she sald | “I'd have invited him te But he prob- t ack q r serve s differs rence rich were. ve came to come. her, a sin by b ent to Steve and and unknown. for what they He ) some- | not at all the kind vho would enjoy nple | her- Tt | | im- | He had, treat- ~ Honey Lou heard his voice in the | living room as sh e dressed 1 be fol the coudy looking glass in the bed- ‘ room. “Where's Honey most the when he Going met in “Some fr! Heney Steve's She ¥ ame in. out once,” s her s end of Lou coul swer. on reply Jack with Lous Wal 4 not m her was ac al dr al- | first question he asked, | ing, ‘ “Yes—I got over It," Honey Lou | turning and turning in front of the | said. “I never should have touched those drinks of yours. I'm not used | to alcohol and even those two little | glasses did for me. 1 haven't seen | Mr. Wallack since that night reckon he 1|three gleaming glass to get pearl beads her that swung from Mar, her strands, was awfully disgusted | way that Apgela Allen yore hers. gret slender i gl neck Just the effect of the new | had morning — beads ven that in | the | | purple-bound | wicked awkwardly, and pic square pasteboard table beside him. It was a florist’ at a glance. These are for you, put it into her ha d it. Within t and heavy mass emall roses with d of water glittering on them like crystal “Very he answered ed up a big box from the s box, Honey Lou he ds. was a sald e opc swee 3 Oh, ren't old ¢ boy!" sighed Honey Lou. they gorgeous! Steve, you | ant thing! Now if you in love with me, T suppose you'd be telling me that I'm like | rose, wouldn't you?” s ughed like a small happy child. But a sccond afterward she was sorry she had said it to him. For his nostrils quivered, and she saw him clench his hands as he sat down in the chair under the yellow lamp. 1 but T've been aidn't say it, i quite a while,” he for said deliberate At that pre second, Margret ralked into the room. Her face was flushed, and she had on an apron. Her eyes were shining lfke stars in her pink face. Did you see what brought me?” she asked, on Honey Lou's face. sct of Galesworthy. lovely 7" Honey Lou looked at the pile of books. She hardly ly. Stevuns her eyes “A whole Look, saw them. The door opened again and Mrs. Huntley came in from the kitchen. She looked first at the white fow- ers that stirred with the fall and rise of Honey Lou's young bosom, and then at the pile of books that Steve had given to Margret as his Christmas gift to her. Then her eyes met her vounger and something she had 80 long before flashed igh Honey Lou’s mind. teve will never marry gret so long as you're around.” She knew now just what her mother had meant. She unpinned the roses and laid them on the said not thr Mar- | table, “I won't wear those tonight. Th"'Il only wilt if I do,” she said. “Will you put them in water, mother She kissed her mother and Mar- ret and said: you later, and went down the stairs t for Tim Donegal. “There's only o man alive that 1 want flowers from,” she told her- ungrammatically but passion- “and I don’t get so much as a self, ately, ‘How-do-you-do’ from him! (TO BE CONTINUED) How does Honey Lou's dinner With Tim Donegal turn out? Al this will be made apparent in to- morrow’s installment. | —————— FLOATING ISLANDS Watch Tuesday’s Papers! fen't it | Girl THE INSULT Steathily I looked on the other side toward John Meredith. He cer- tainly did not know that anything | out of the ordinary was happening. | He was perfectly happy and did not know that there was anyone else in the room beside myself. He con- trived to touch my hand, to touch | my shoulder, and once he even pre- tended that a bobbed curl of my hair | was in my eyes and stroked it bach Ordinarily I would have resented | it very much I, in a crowded dining | room, a man had taken such a lib- | erty; but with the man beside me it was very different. I will never know whether the thrill of John's absolute ignoring of everyone else around us meant love or not to me. At that moment, however, I thought it did. 1 said to myself, “I love his near- n ¢ have never wanted to h:\\e a man come so close to me before.” I loved the feel of his fin- gers on my hair, although I knew | that I should have remonstrated with him about it. Even when I felt the iron harness | of that shorter leg touch my ankle 1 had an odd kind of exhilaration—a | queer thrill of rapture that I had | never felt before. | Of course it was because uncon- | sclously I knew that ugly appliance | was a symbol of the scar that was upon his soul—a scar that had never healed—had never ceased to hurt un. | til tonight, when T had been able to | make him forget. | Tonight John Meredith knew for the first time in all his life that no | pity entered into the response to HEROWN WAY of Today . | his emotions. | My thoughts were rudely inter- | rupted by a man coming to our table | and saying something in a low voice * to Joan. With a sinking of my heart I recognized him. He was the j: ‘\\ha aiwayd ! carcied out ithe usly | plans of the manager when it vos necessary to do so at The Beaux Arts. 1 saw Joan looking up and about | the table in a troubled way and sa) lm “I don't understand you and I consider what you have just said to me an insult. Surely you know who I am. T am Miss Meredith and my | guests should be above ecriticism.” | _ The man grew bolder. Evidently, | he did not realize just who Jonn w “I am sure you think so” he “but perhaps you do not know that | both these young ladies with you | bave been hat checkers in. this es- | tablishment.” i | John heard this For the first time he seemed to sense that somes thing was going on that he should have a hand in. He looked at, me i quiring as completely mysti« fled. ““What does this man want, Sls?' | “Tell him the dinner and eervice ars all right; everything for us po him.” The man saw that he must explain. With an uneasy glance toward the door, from where the manager had sent him, he said: “T was just aske ing Miss Meredith if she really knew, the guests she was entertaining,” ha inquired impudently (Copyright, 1926 NEA Service, the head waliter is doing ble. 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