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Quicksands o—f_l:ove Adele Garrison’s New Phase of Revelations of a Wife —— Mary's Cryptic Remark Concerning ring, an heirloom which had been Leslie’s Friendship | given Noel Veritzen by his mother, I hated wofully to end my talk| who died in his early boyhood. Jack with Mary without telling her the ie was proven to be the thief— true version of the reason for the|there was no mistake about that enmity between Jack Leslie and Noel | part of it, Mary—nor that Noel Ver- Veritzen. But I was so afraid that|itzen tried to shield him by not re- she would think me unduly preju-| porting the loss of his ring to the diced agalnst the dancer, and so con- | authorities. It is also true that sider everything I said as worthless| Philip Veritzen was not so magnani- that I did not attempt my defense mous, for he hurried to the college of the Veritzens, both father and|and was instrumental in proving son, which was pressing against my |the thefts. Then Leslie confessed, lips. also a matter of record, Mary, ac- To my surprise and gratification, | cused Noel Veritzen of being his ac- howe: v herself broached the | complice, red rather flimsy mediately after her pro- | proofs, which all of those investi- Jack Leslie's accusations | gating the case were certain Noel against the Veritzens had not been | Ve would refute. But for some icliberate but accidental | reason young Veritzen kept silent, “Did you say, Auntie Madge,” she | neither admitting nor denying his besan hesitatingly, “that there was|guilt, and the authorities were com- overwhelming proof for the Veritzen | pelled to send him away also.” side of that story?” | “Nothing in My Young Life" “Not of Noel Veritzen's innocence | “Was either man sent to fail?” I returned reluctantly, | Mar: ed, and there was that in ber of the college faculty who has|tale had made no impression what- told him confidentially that all of|ever upon her. She was asking the the staff believed young Veritzen to | question simply to evade making any be guiltless, and only dragged into|comment upon the things I had told the case by Jack Leslie in revenge. |her, and she was still convinced that Proof of the Dancer’s Guilt |Jack Leslie was an innocent victim “You see, Mary.” I went on, try-|of the Veritzers' duplicity. ing to make my voice and words | v calmly judicial, “the facts in this|my failure to convince her was dis- case as far as Jack Leslie is con “Jack Leslie's people cerned, are undeniable and on rec- hing, as they have done ord. If you cared enough about it, | many times and they considered you a respon- | pades of ki sible person, you could go to th Mary str college and obiain them for your- abov self. So I am not being prejudiced| “Well! or one-sided when I tell them to life,” she said. He and young Noel Veritzen|annex either of were classma They were also|friend. I've only one interest in rivals, in a sense, for they both paid | Jack Leslie, and that's anything but attention to the same girl, a pretty, But it's al nice little creature, one of the vil- | good plan, you know, Auntie Madge, lage girls. to have two strings to your bow.” “There were a number of thefts | gright, 1926, hy Newspaper at the college, one of them being eature Service, Inc. The Squirrel Cousins By Thornton W. Burgess Always worry can ha found By any one who looks around Mother Nature t is a fact. It is the casiest thing in the world to find something to worry about. Worrying is the favor- many people. y are unhappy because they wor- | ry so much, but they would be u happy if they didn't w They won't admit it, but they amount of pleasure in worrying. here is really good uirrel Jack the Gr rer the Red Squirrel, limmy quirrel and Striped munk—had made a discove was causing a great deal to all of them. They had di that there was something with the chestnut trees. They h noticed that most of the Ghestnu trees had been sick all summer. Now that they thought of it v remembered that the year chestnuts had not been as plentiful as usual, and there had secmed to he something wrong with the E They hadn’t thought much about it through the summer, but now it w -h | They had discovered that the something wrong with the chestnut trees what he was doing. He always took are to keep out of sight as much as a fat hick- nut fell, Striped Chipmunk was y sure to have it inside of e Meanwhile, th s were growing colder; the hickory nuts were growing scarcer. and the Squirrel cousins were worrying more and more, all except Striped Chip- munk. (Copyright, 1926 by T. W. Burgoss) That meant of other kinds. ¢ always had been y chestnut trees 1 of at had meant a great many ¢ were not so many ccch trees. All of | hnuts, but so di T Wi next story: “No One to Play Menas for the Family great 3 bear liked becchn Grouss like beechnuts Deer liked beec liked beec! s BY SISTER MARY. ved dried apri- thin cream, h on toast, tast — Ste boiled stuffed and was slow work nberry beechnuts to last al! winter. There were n ot so mar for hickory there so man a very poor cr reason for t looking nuts, 3 ¢ ower ip fritters, bread, caramel cus- Fag rea) ild T foods be taboo for . With this are no dishes men- nenu that may n cousins ow Happy Jack t and Rusty the any show at all : y § RAe Seons. GhT AE. T 1 though t Chatterer { than a m is excel- persons and the din- t is planned especially for the stuifin much - m cousins that he So Chatterer felt ting his share of 3004 easpoon spoon had plenty of o their share inge to keep his ¢ getting any Fry in a bacon f ow e part in t to climb nothing stupid munk. While the quarrel the bigger 1 P chance to keep that Y stri worrying ahout supply, but he knew wou have to worry long if only he keep that quarrel going. As long round up in 1 down the triped s other. cooked or and hotw Inc.) “QKiN BLEMISHES pimples, bleckheads, etc, cleared away casily and at little cost by Rgsinol » inter food 't ald hickory nuts, he could fill his store- hou?e rapidly. And this is Jjust| [y - | her voice which told me that my I returned dispiritedly, for before in other esca- | | hed her arms high| Whether you are young or old, her head, and laughed lightly. | short or tall, slim or—not so slim— nothing in my young|vou will want to include at least one “I don’t expect to|draped frock in your evening ward- ’om as my best boy|robe on account of the flattering a | certainly every drug counter, con- | * |tains some preparation which is al- < | of the aged. Brown first | FASHIONS By Sally Milgrim The Most Formal of All Frocks Is the Draped Dress of Lustrous Black Velvet | effect of thig type of silhouette. And | because black is the smartest color |at this moment, you will be wise in | selecting a sheath-like model of lus- | trous velvet—a fabric and color in high favor with the mode just now. The extremely chic version of the draped gown sketched today is black chiffon velvet. This de- lightful model is successful for two reasons. In the first place! |the drapery is so arranged in the | center front as to leave the contour |slender at the sides. The fabric is drawn up and allowed to fall in| a graceful jabot with no widening |of the silhouette at the hips. Sec- ondly, the monotonous effect of all |black is broken by a girdle of orchid-colored “beads and spangles | ending in a large bow in front. | The decolletage is an oval line in both back and front. This draped dress preserves the slender silhouette as there is no widening of the lines at the hips. Copyright, 1926 (EFS) Your Health How to Keep It— Causes of Illness BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN itor Journal of the American Medical Assoclation .ud of Hygeia, the Health Magazine. Almost ‘every soda fountain, and {leged to have particular virtues in | {overcoming that “tired feeling.” Man has constantly sought some panacea that would by a single dose eméve the effects of wear and tear ust as he has sought some potent |remedy to rejuvenate the feeblencss A few years ago a German phar- |macologist, FEmbden, startled the |world with the statement that acid sodium phosphate, given in ;«Ioscs‘ would overcome fatigue, small | | retary to old lis very jealous of Dr. |hew, a friend of Margaret, | his father, who is | with READ THIS FIRST: Honey Lou Huntley is private sec- “Grumpy” Wallack, head of the Wallack Fabric Mills. Honey Lou likes everyone at the mills except Joe Meadows, the ship- ping clerk, who makes love to her against her will. Jack Wallack, who comes to his tather's mills to learn the business, falls in love with Honey Lou the minute he sees her. Brought up by an old-fashioned mother, , Honey Lou is a mixture of flapper and clinging vine. Angela Allen pretends to be a friend of Honey Lou and tells her © JOHNSON FEATURES not te take Jack scriously. Jack Steve May- Lou's sister. Honey Lou goes to work with | Margret in the office of Holy Cross | hospital. the J maths The Head, be everything at Lou that y she gocs to tea| ngela and mee om Jack cal wse she manages home. She tellls “Grumpy” is ot | ed with his new secretary, Ludlow, office vamp. s Honey Lou to work for home sick Iioney Lou 's Ann Jack the at lum} promises 11 Honey ‘Lou and Angela, whe Muscular Theory | Based on the view that muscles by their activities usé up phosphorus, {he decided that an additional supply |of phosphorus would prevent the in- ievitable tiredness that comes with too much work. He gave the wor crs in a certain mine a drink co! taining about 75 grams of acid so um phosphate on the morning of days when they wege to undergo | hard exertion. Other workers wer) given a sim lar drink without the phosphate. | Embden claimed that the workers who recefved the drink were able to {do more work and for longer periods than those who did not receive ths acid sodium phosphate. Unfortunately experiments made on this subject have failed to substantiate Embden’s views. Dr. F. B. Flinn of the United States| public health service carried out a | similar series of experiments on per- sons engaged in manual labor. | Mild Laxative | | He found that the acid sodium | | phosphate does not increase muscu- lar efficiency, although persons who took the drink seemed to feel better | than those who did not. Acid sodium phosphate, has long been known as a laxative. Although | doses recommended by Embden were smaller than the amount usually still sufficient to speed up the action of the intestinal tract. | A constipated persons is llkely to get tired quicker and to feel tired | more often than one whose intesti imction properly. This is taken by he American investigators to be the basis of the claims r by the rman pharmacolog As might have nan manufactnu exploited v in fhe s proprictary licine sold for fatizue. An Ameri- syndl =0 endeavored to der a fancy | since | " Girls Love New | Wonderful Powder You will not have a shiny nos: now. A very fine, pure, new Frenct Process Powder is all the ra | Keeps shine away — perspir |hardly affects 1t. Lines or pore |won't sho Looks like naturs |skin and gives a bheautiful complex lon. Get a box today. It is called | 1 MELLO-GLO, ) | account tells her that Jack Wallack is t ing her out to dance Honey Lou calls up Tim Doncgal, determined to have him take her to the same place. by dry agents and Honey Lou escapes with Jack W Jack tells Honey Lou that he 1t she was trick- ing him an by telli that he lov r and wants her to| marry him Honey Lou's engager nounged and are the wedding. She meets Angela downtown e persuades her to open a cl under the name of ) Jack Wallack, Jr., and to put shoes she is buying, along ie, on the account. with Margret, w Angela, she decides lingerie and s her rent s made But o ser shoes tsgthe flat and breaks realization that Honey now. and Honey Lou r their honeymoon the Wailacks while flat for themsel furniture Mills offic Lou is with for a Lou Honey Lou why lows and Ann at on with 8t hom Honey L and ayhew her to dinny ick phones and Angela m Donegal and cards with the Lou's says eomes over, Later s spond The Head Honey Lou stops to see | or if she < about their seeing Done- The Head sends Jack upstalrs toid J Bal. | Honey Lou said. Honey |gave me a terrible raking over the Y LOU INC, 1926 to see his father and tells Honey Lou she wants to talk to her. The Head shows Honey Lou the bill for the shoes and lingerie she charged to Mrs. Jack Wallack, Jr., before her marriage. She scolds Honey Lou for the money she has spent furnshing her house. Honey Lou makes up her mind she must not spend so much, but the next day Honey Lou goes to the beauty parlor to have her hair done and then goes shopping with Suzanne Clemens. On the way home Honey Lou stops to sce Ang NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER X X “I came to ask you a question,” “Jack's mother coals last night about those things | I bought in the French shop the | day before I was marrled—You | out of magazines from time t6 time,” he went on in a ahame-faved way. Most men are ashamed of reading and liking anything but newspapers. “I was just looking at this one,” he said with his finger on a bit of verse. “It used to be my idea of the kind of home I'd have when 1 was married—" Honey Lou perched on the arm of his chair and began to read it: “Come to our house any week-end in June, When the dandelions grass . . . Open the easy-swinglng gate and . pass Beneath the birch—" She stopped and blinked. Not a word about fourth-floor flats, or Chinese bedspreads, or floor pil- lows at twenty dollars apiece! riot in the ‘'Of Counrsc I'd Buy It,” She Said remenher? Thos thing: Ang had fa slippers and a nodded. All the anger a out of her face now, and e wis gentle-looking once more. Ye. 1 remewmber,” she an- swerec t New did she find out | about m? 1 sure I never| mentioned them to her. | The bill came to her instead of to me,” explained Honey Lou, “and | she threw a fit over it. But the| worst of it was that she's found | out how much I spent on my furni- | ture! Did you tell her anything! about it?” | Angela started to shake her| bead. Then suddenly she nodded slowly, and a flush spread slowly over her pearly whiteness. | She put out one of her cool slender hands and lald it on Honey | Lou's should “I'm afraid T did,” she confessed, “but 1 didn't mean to stir up any trouble for you, Honey. T just told her about some of the lovely things you'd bought—that bed- | of Chinese embroidery, | set of Minton china—" I wish you hadn't!" | Lou interrupted her with a | of her head. “I suppose I'll | about it now, all the rest of | natural life. | A gazed at her unhappily. | “Darling, I'm sorry,” she sighed, running a silver - topped comb | through her yellow h “I'll try to fix it up with her in some way. I made you buy good things that would last a long time.” 1 may as well save your to your soup,” the answered. “It’s all ov She and I hardly speak . but brides and mothers-in-law never did get along very well, did t ? So let's forget it!" Let's,” wbout, hear my Angela agreed. “Let's | something pleasant. 1 want to have a party for vou and next we How's Saturday fok you? “Dest night in the week,” eried Honey Lou, her deep brown eyes ing like sunlit water. She w child at the mere thought of party. There had heen so few of them In her life o far. | R k. Jack was at home when she to the top of the three| stairs. He was In his ng jacket, and he sprawled | lazily in a long chair with a book | in his hands. “What are you reading?” Lou asked, and gave him a that was all silky fur and violets and perfumed warmth. The | I laid on his cheeic was | rose-petal brushing it. ! for once Jack did not re- | to the magic of her sweet | man contact. | He kept his cyes on the tattered | brown book that he held in his hands, and answered her question vith a single word: “Poetry.” | “It's just some old stuff I've cut | of Honey hug fres it h Another verse caught and she read on: “—As you spread paint kitchen screens, -cut nasturtiums her eye, upon the in a Or held communion with the lima She stopped reading, and knelt down on a big heart-shade floor pillow at his feet. “But I'd like too!” she said. to live like that, “I'd llke nothing better than doing all my own work ( little house, somewhere near Just three or four rooms with plain furniture and little white curtains in the windows— 1d adore it!” He laughed. “You, Honey Lou? —You live in a little house out in the country? Why, you'd die! Where have you spent your day, today, just for fun?” She tried to remember. She had been at the beauty shop part of the afternoon, and shopping with Suzanne and Dalsy after- ward. But where had she spent the morning? Oh, yes in bed with a new novel. A good story, too, about a shop girl who had been left a million dollars by an old great-uncle in India. Jack laughed again when told him about it. “There, sce!” he said, “that's the kind life you Jik “But it's you who make me lead that kind of life!” Honey Lou pped out. “I wanted a house vhen we were first married, and Y nted to do my own cooking and . and you wouldn't let me. me hire Mary! And now you hate the way you lvel” She was on the brink of tears. “No, I don't. T like it fine, only it costs so much,” Jack said “And anywa we's got to stay her where we can be near my Dad. Angela says he had a dizzy spell when she was driving him dewn to the mills this morning. He hasn't been well for months.” It was on the tip of Honey Lou's tongue to ask him where he had seen Angela, when he spoke ence more: “The little house in the country is just a dream, Honey Lou. For- get it. I'd probably be just as homesick away from town as you'd be. T'm a grouch. Don't pay any attention to me, tonight." Tut Honey Lou could not forget what he had said. She thought about it when she lay beside him that gight, in the midnight dark- ness. “Perhaps T'm losing him the way Suzannc lost her husband!” she thought miserably. “T'll let Mary go first thing in the morning, and do my own work like an old- fashicned wife." What was it the poem had said? “Spread pajnt upon the kitchen sereens, and fix fresh-cut flowers in a bowl?" “I'll_do more than in a town! she you of Honey Lou prom- ised herself fiercely. “I'll go right down to my mother, and take a course in cooking from her, by diggety-dog!” But the next morning at nine o'clock Angela was on the tele- phone. Mary told Honey Lou so, when she shook her to waken her and set the breakfast tray on the bedside table. “I want you to go downtown with me, to help me pick out a new dress for this party I'm going to give for you and Jack,” she sald. “And 1 have something to tell you—something about Jack that I forgot to tell you last night. I'! cal for you in my car in half an hour.” “Oh, well,” thought Honey Lou, hanging up the receiver, “I can let Mary go tomorrow instead of today. Plenty of time to begin the good work!" An hour later she and Angela were in a little French shop. “I thought I'd get a black velvet dress for a change,” Angela told the red-headed saleswoman who had sold Honey Lou her wedding slippers. “Wouldn't you, Honey learn to cook! .but I'd Lou But Honey Lou had darted across the shop to a rack where a pale pink dress, all a-glitter with pink spangles, hung. Her eyes were bright and her cheeks scarlet with sudden excite« ment as she beckoned Angela to her. “Isn't that the loveliest dress you ever saw?” she asked breath- lessly. “It's my size, too! Gosh, love to have it for your® party! Would you buy it? It's only seventy-five dollars, Oh, I don’t dare “Ot course, I'd buy it. That's an awfully pretty new atenogra= pher down at Jack's place, you know,” Angela drawled. “That's what I wanted to talk to you about this morning.” (TO BE CONTINUED) What does Angela tell Honey Lou of Jack's new stelographer tn tomorrow’s chapter, How Scotland Yard got its name 1s & mystery. Many gucsses have been made, one being that the kings of Scotland and their ambassadors occasionally lodged there. AMERICA'S MOST FAMOUS Have you compared it with your own? Are American women becoming the world’s cleverest cooks? This is what a visitor from France recently wrote. Certainly in no other country are women so constantly collecting and testing new recipes. 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