New Britain Herald Newspaper, November 24, 1926, Page 4

Quicksands of Love Adele Garrison’s New Phase of Revelation Hugh's Keen Disappointment in Madge’s Coldness s of a Wife — me with the only love of his life, ard that if 1 ever needed him his (life would be at my service or timt Into Hugh Grantland’s eyes at| my welcoming words sprang a look |sence, h had subtly wooed me with | which I could not understand at first | But as his steady eyes held mine, | seeming to look into the depths of | my heart, I realized that he had | comprehended the emotion or rather | the lack of it which \as mine at this first sight of him. Never could T hope to deceive him as to the true | state of my feeling even though [‘ knew him to be inexperienced in feminine psychology. Before that ia ence together, at Tynda he alw had known that 1 could give him nothing save warm and tender friendship and he had been content with that, never presuming to offer me anything but always veloping me with the knowl of | his protecting care for me, no mat- | ter how far away from me he was, | But there is something about a man mentally or physically t which brings out every bit of material tenderness In a woman's nature, and | my rescues of Hu d brought us closer together than years of asso- clation could have done. Shadow of Dicky's Neglect Just at that time also I was chaf- ing under the knowledge of Dicky's neglect, and I am a consciously T betray of the man who I long and so loyally that my atti tude toward him was different than it had been fn the past. He had asked no promise of me in those hectic days, but before he na he had told me in no he cared for | terrible experi- of my child. And during his ab- rar gifts from the Orient—-I could sce them everywhere in my rooms— gifts, it is true, which he duplicated to Lillian, but which she was the tirst to tell me were only sent to give an air of plausibility to the ex- quisite offerings he had sent to me. Hugh Grantland Kept Posted That he had come back like a child to its home, expecting an emo- tion on my part which my attitude unwittingl ad promised upon his departure, as was that of his disappointment in my manner. His eyes were very those of a hurt child, T told 4 there was no use in trying to ease that suffering. He wanted only the truth from me, and I could offer him nothing else. It was a disappointment all the more poignant, 1 knew, because never could he put it into words. He had made it most plain when he leit for China, that unless Dicky and T actually came to a definite and nal parting of the wa; he never would speak again of his deep love | for me. But T guessed that from some source or another, he had kept himself posted concerning Dicky's in ing neglect of me and his in- terest in Edith Fairfax—could Lil- lian have been his informant I won- dered?—and that he had returned with a very definite hope that his iong and selfless devotion might after a time be rewarded. 1926, Newspaper Feature Service, Inc. Burgess In time of stress, the quick of wit| Are thosc who prove themselves| plainly to be seen | NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 24, 1926, he had only wounded her. Well he knew how often this thing happen- ed. So he started to make a patient search of all about in that neighbor- hood. If Mras. Grouse were only wounded, he wanted to find her and itry to do something for her. Twice he stepped over the very log in which Mrs. Grouse was hidden; but the next time he came that way he noticed the open end. He stooped over and looked in, for he knew that a wounded Grouse would pick just |such a place to hide. At first Farmer Brown's Boy saw nothing. Then he discovered two bright eyes away back. “Ha!" said Farmer Brown's Boy, “you were wounded after all.” And he put in hi arm and drew Mrs. Grouse out. He held her gently and very ca fully looked her over. His heart | her, but now it grew lighter. “I {don't think you're much hurt this | time,” said hLe, “but you can't fly and you can't be left in the Green Forest. I'll just take you home and care for you until those wing feath- | grown again. | So it was that presently |Grouse found herselt in a | comfortable pen, from which she could not get out; and where no enemy could reach her; and hefore her was spread a Thanksgiving din- ner of buckwheat. She was alive and safe, and in her heart she knew that sooner or later she would go back to the Green Forest. in her heart she gave thanks. (Copyright, 1926, by T. W. Burgess) FASHIONS By Sally Milgrim lers are Mrs. had been heavy as he reached for| most | So | H | READ THIS FIRST: | Honey Lou Huntley is private | secretary to old “Grumpy” Wailack, |head of the Wallack Fabric Mills. Honey Lou likes everyone at the | mills except Joe Mcadows, 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 lan old-fashioned mother, Honey |Lou is a mixture of flapper and | clinging vine. | Angela Allen pretends to be a | | triend of Honey Lou and tells & er | [not to take Jack seriously. Jack is | | very jealous of Dr. Steve Mayhew, a | friend of Margret, Honey Lou's | | sister. | Honey Lou's engagement to Jack |is announced and plans are made |for the wedding. | Jack and Honey Lou have a quet |home wedding and spend their honeymoon camping at Lake Tamay. Honey Lou stops at the Wallack | Mills office to see Ann Ludlow. | Ann tells Honey Lou why she {sent for her. Honey Lou sces Joe | Meadows and tells him he must marry Ann at once and he agrees | | to do so. | Honey Lou and Jack scttle down {in their own flat with Mary De- |laney. the coolk. Angela tells Honey Lou she Is | Boing to have a party for her and Jack Saturday night. Honey Lou goes home and finds reading poems about little houses in the country filled with love and happi- ness. Honmey Lou decldes to let Mary go in the morning, do her own work, and try to make the | Kind of home Jack wants. Tim Donegal tells of the card games he and Honey Lou have together and Jack forbids Honey Lou to have Tim Donecgal in their house. | Honey Lou, angered by Jack's | objections to Donegal, leaves the |flat for her mother's home. Mar- | gret tells her she has no reason to be jealous of Jane Ayres, Jfack's secretary, but th watch Angela. Honey Lou returns to the fiat, a | quarrel follows. Honey Lou mbves into the | room and further complicates | domestic affairs by her | treatment” of Jack. Honey Lou, on a motor ride with | Angela and Donegal, dccides to| {follow Jack's wishes in regard to | Donegal. 1 guest her ‘stlent saw | start—ever | You're all | marry | You're gl rou know you are!” Her voice |and her teeth began to chatter. She zing curiously her as if she were some ne {of talking doll. “Why, Honey forgetting | auietl d The INC “ ONEY LOU © JOHNSON FEATURES 1926 | “You've Been Against Me—Right From the Beginnin; |all been against me right from the | since I married Jack! sore because he didn’t |aristecratic Allen’s use he's left me— | Hor be Angela money! rose high and shrill, Head g Lou, yourself 2" ¢ cros 1 the room | closed the door behind Honey Lou's |V sh aren't e t kind you | asked and Beatrice Burton o Qulhor [ ] el 2. | She Sobbed And the nose on The Head's face was very ploin. It was large and and commanding. It! niffed now a little scornfully as! y Lou went on: “I wanted to be the girls Jack had always known. I wanted | Lim to be awfuliy proud of me—| and so I put myseif into Angela’s hands, because you all secmed to admire her so. I bought the kind of clothes she told me to buy. I| hought my cakes and ice ereams at the shop where she traded. 1 even nt to the beauty shop where she |gela Allen, |cried triumphantly j Huntly {many bitter troubles, Breaking Record “Are you sorry have me home?” she asked. “I'm sorry to have you come home this ways Honey Lou,” she replied, to thing going on, all day. I tried to call you about one o'clock, but your phone didn’t answer.” “No one was at home. I was over at my mother-in-law’s house, hav- ing a row with her,” the girl said in that same hard cheerful little voice. Bhe sat down on the arm of her mother’s big easy chair, and told the two of them the whole story, from beginning to end. “Didn’t T tell you all about An- months ago?” Margret when she “Didn’t T tell you she'd she'd separated finished. never stop until you from Jack?" Honey Lou had to admit tvat she had. “Well, maybe everything will come out all right in the end,” Mrs. remarked with opti- mism that had brought her through “All we can do is hope for the Fest. Jack may come to his senses when he finds Honey Lou's gone.” “He's done without me for six months,” Honey Lou remarked, with a shrug. “He scems to have forgotten I'm alive. Last week he even forgot to leave me any money for the housekeeping. 1 don't know what he thinks I'm going to use for money. Buttons, maybe.” “perhaps he wanted you to come to him and ask for it,”” Mrs. Hunt- Ics suggested. - “Perhaps he was as ready to make up as you were.” Honey Lou thought that over... Perhaps her mother was right. After all, Jack had come home early op the night of the wedding anniver- sary. Was it only last night? It scemed like weeks. .. dinner somewhere, and to a movie afterward,” Margret said to her TEA /All Records BroKken for Sales “I just felt that there was some- | had | “Steve and I are going out for| S ? Us3 Eeae———1 recurrence of boils should be the signal for a visit to the doctor. The person who succumbs readily, to skin infections lacks bodily re- sistance. This resisttance of the skin is associated with the presence in the blood of substances that will overcome bacteria. The constantly, recurring warning |to keep the body in the best physt- cal state by proper diet, proper cleaning and prompt attention to in- |fections in the ear, nose and throat is here of the greatest importance. When a boil occurs the parts around it are usually shaved, since the infection spreads from one hair follicle to another. All sorts of |antiseptics may be applied and fail |to control the boil unless the tissucs of the body wall it off and cause it {to “come to a head.” Heat aids this process by bringing a good supply of blood to the part affected. Surgical Attention A boll should not be opened by some friend who happens to think |himself a surgeon merely because |he does not faint at the sight of blood. Improper opening or drain- {28e of a boil may be exceedingly |serious by spreading the infection to {the body generally. The surgeon will open the boil | With proper precautions against e |tenslon of the infection and will ses to it that the boil drains properly. The germs that cause boils are jsmall round organisms, commonly isen in clusters when strained and |studied with a microscope. Soma physicians build up the resistance of {nm chronic sufferer from bolls by |preparing a vaccine from the pa- Jtient’s own bacteria. Menas for the Family BY SISTER MARY Breakfast — Stewed prunes, ces real, thin cream, creamed eggs on |toast, graham pop-overs, milk suddenly. - “Wouldn’t you like to o alon,,?” But here eyes were trou- bled when she said it, and Honey Lou could see that she was relieved | when she refused her invitati | #le 2atlie, hant been that color. Wkere she | Poor old Margret. | Dinner — Casserole her hair bleached, indeed!” But when Steve came he would |mashed potatoes, ten I said!” snapped |not take ‘No” for an answer. = lhago grape fruit Lou. “No grown woman| “You've got to come along” he hreaq with whipped ever me by that baby-gold hair'told Honey Lou. argeet and Tlpreaq, milk, coffee. aturally—and Y even saw the stuff | won't go, ourselves, unless you do.| potato caramel cake is a deliclous, she uses on it. White henn: Any- | Will we, Margret? » |rich cake for holiday season. Tl:B’ way, she's just as false as the col- “Of course not.” Margret did her | yje makes a large cake but as it or of her hair, if you only knew it | best to make her voice sound !wurly"];ceps well it is con\'cnioyn! to have aomeres, {—and T wish I'd never believed in [and happy, but failed misnr]n\;l)!l | on hand. HVening Wiraps Contitng i to e Coe i+ o | Tofusing to have me in vour house ler or listened to her! If T'd done| “I'm not going the way T look— Potato Caram:l Cake the Note of Splendor e ‘:,15,2:2;:’ e oshe | yfter that picco was in the paper! | What I wanted to and stayed theeseclally with Al eee 3 "“‘(’]‘;ng Four eggs, 2 cups light brown | The note of luxury, unquestion-| oy protended not to listen most 1But You had Angela here, all l]lu““:"»‘l of girl T was when Jack mar-fup like a church l“:i“s‘;;p e L 2-3 cup butter, 2 cups flour, lose his {ably the outstanding feature of both | of the time. = time |eloc Timie, Weld Raye baen shnnplov-= | Lon, eclaved, HUL L AREE 00 8 il -2 CUDIEWEREMIIT adp Nog raats come out the afternoon . evening mode | % 1o work " she| The he and I He liked me better the | just as she was. With o s on | C4 POIato. L cup grated chocolate, 1 BHS | roioies e b e evEntiie | Db mece d0 e Ut (st T way 1 was. We'd have been hap-| nose swollen, and marks of teas OB {cup nut meats, 2 teaspoons baking wait- [wraps. Added to such sumptuous | o he"srave. without anybody g pier if we'd lived in two rooms over | her cheeks. lttte | POYder, 2 teaspoons cinnamon, 1 abrica as velvet, brocade and mtal |22, (10 Eave, Without ans [ a livery stable 1 saved money. | Al through the dinner at & Ite |teaspoon cloves, 1 teaspoon nutmes, cloth, ‘s a lavish use of jeweled em- | 18 & “m!:l ].or‘ days and v ;‘f 2 And I'd have gone there gladly and | Bohemian restaurant on Font|y » yoagp00n sait, q Poor Mrs. Grouse! She was sate |Droidery as well as a_preponderance 210 then the hoth of ve xoaring at hroushi ¥ been perfectly content. I'd live | Street, she was the gavest of the|™ cream pbutter and slowly add or the time being, but what should |Of fur. And to further accentuate |2Ch Other like a couple of wild | Crescentvlile:™ o & 0 as gt |Vith Jack ina Zulu hut, i he want- |gay to all outward appearances. |sugar, beating hard, Add yolks of Yeaganlingiose talli o faon |od me to.” Sho drank Steve’s health and Mar-|eeas “beating until mixture is very b5 T swely P 1‘"“1‘_1“?“’},2' | Hecad studied her for a gret’s health in hot coffee, and she | it ang creamy, Melt chocolaty d Honey “‘"‘.‘ LUERLYY "= men with her black ‘eyc told jokes that Daisy Deane and|,ng add to hot mashed potato, beat- a asked Tim Dor she smiled and shook he Suzanne had told to her. |ing in milk. Mix and sift flour, €alt st becaus “Do you realize how silly all that| And Margret laughed at them.|haking powder and spices. Put mixe orbidden me to see him-— \ds, Honey Lou?” she asked.|along with Steve, and pretended | yres together, beating well, Stir in The SEHERQ Caimliied, o person could control another | that she was having thestime of her' | ary ingredients and nuts. Fold in asked Iin rmn" 3 s life as you say Angela has |life. | whites of eggs beaten until stiff and to you last night | controlled yours. Why don't vou| Margret had learned to pretend|qry Turn into a large cake pan smoothl, i face the facts and admit that you've |a good many things, during the 1ast | ith 5 chimney and bake one hour FDId. yangels you wreeked your own married life by | year. She had pretended to Stephen iy 5 moqerate oven. Cover with a night? ked ““Y_‘ the mistakes yow've made, your-|May that she did mot suspect|pojieq frosting or not as preferred. from the look on Hn self? Why try to put the blame | for a moment that he was in love acy she knew th £ on a lovely girl like Angela who|wita Honey Lou...She had gone She knew it just as “"”"’_ has honestly tried to help you all [on being his good friend and his Wallack had answered “Ye _she could? pal, when what she wanted to be "1t she did, she told you only | o0y Yoy stared at her in utter | was his sweetheart and his wife. half the truth” the went 004 mazement. She had read the medical books “It's true that he me, BULT el might have known you'd take|th t he brought to her when she it's also true that T dldn’t want with her,” she said. “I might d to be darning his socks and him to—I don't ecare a p_of my > known you wouldn't believe the buttons in his shirts finger for Tim Donegal and 1 never 5 o no matter what I said.” Sud- did. It Angela has tried to make ARt P vou believe there’'s an affair be- f ed out of the house. 2 me and Donegal, she's mak- front door closed, and a halt you believe a lle. minute later The Head saw her Ihe Head shrug hurry past the windows and on ders under the black lown the street. covered them. “I have CHAPTER LIV to believe that Angela Honey Lou let herself into hoods,” she said. silent flat, for a good many S She went straight through it to like a daughter to me the kitchen, stopping only a second | sver found any good ot the door of Jack's room. Her doubting her Wor eyes passed over his brushes and | Honey TLou looked necktie rack to the bed, white and | minute, ANl right," smooth under its snowy cover. helplesly. “T reckon it's not much | “uposis axactly like a grave with use to talk to you—but let me tell | gno o0 4t # Honey Lou sald to her- you this—T've never cheated Jack™ |goie qrearily, Then she laughed. | It was hard for her to 0 OM | yiminy crickets, but I'm nice and | The lump in her throat scemed 10 | opoerfy) today—I'll be seeing ghosts fill it so that she could scarcely | i speak. In the dining room, the fading “I started out bride’s roses did make her think of | y trying to little white ghosts—ghosts of a id, one happiness that was dead. She passed on into the kitchen and washed up the dirty dishes that Mary had left stacked In the sink. | Then she swept up Mary” room, | and th all the motion-picture | nagazines and old hatboxes she had left, into the rubbish barrel lown in the yard The bride’s s went in after them. | After that, Honey Lou packed a steamer trunk with her plainest clothes, telephoned for a taxicab, | nd powdered her face to hide the narks. At six o'clock sh flat on Arbor Strect, the taxi-driver and the trunk. “Back home and broke!” she said | with mock cheerfulness to her mother and Margret, ‘'somebody | will have to fish up enough coin to pa + taximan, because I haven't a nickel,” Margret pald gocs to have her hair bleached—— “Where she has her bleached!” scoffed The Head, “w | nonsense! I've known her since she | !was a child and her hair's al coffe Luncheon — Boston baked beans, steamed brown bread, spinach salad, potato caramel cake, canned chera Donegal's arrest delays Honey | qyivering little form. {Lou's and Angela’s return until two | ... @ {5 e Inbrii No. I'm mot forgetting The published news o Doncgar's ng!” Honey ' Lou smappec |arrest in connection with the names | WOFds out of her mout n lof Angela and Horey Lou, to.|Membering how yowve treated |gether ~with Angela’s duplicity | —PaWling me,out because ll_c rged findlly culminates in the separation jONe little measly pair of slippers to, [ ¢ Tiek ‘ania Howes Lon [ Jack the day before T married him! | |Now Go o A THE You'd think I'd robbed the United | | 3 States treasury, the way you high- R L1IT ing |hated me for it! Sc me De- Mary spent the whole morning Dated me for i Yy TNiNg | use I tried to make my house king up her clothes. She took A ; pretty and comfortable for Jack | her time at it, and even washed up | P¥ Omigpal P |some of her soiled clothes before Listening to Angela £ aon i Iran to you with storics about me— most fit. | —O0ld Mother Nature | any- | the re- me The little people of the Green Forest and the Green Meadows often have to act quickly. They do not have time to think things over. They must do something at once and it must be the right something, or they will not live. So they act by what is called “intuition.” Intuition | is a queer sounding word, but it/ ns simply knowing just what to having to think about it. terrible gun banged be- | hind Mrs. Grouse she felt one of her Lecome us It had been by some of those shot. Tt! s a dreadful feeling t feel- ing that she could not move that wing. But as she fell to the ground her wits were working, and she wasted no time in thinking how dreadful It was that she couldn’t fly. The instant she touched the ground | she was on her feet and running as fast as those legs of hers could take her, and that is pretty fast. And as she ran she did her best to keep ferns and bushes between that hunter and her. As you know, the hunter running and shot at her ground. This time he m wholly, but at the shot Mrs. fc'! and fluftered her wings for a moment. The hunter ran forward to pick her up. But when he got there Mrs. Grouse was nowhere be scen. Now Mrs. Grouse has a wise i head. Instead of scrambling to feet keeping on rt had erept under some locks, d th herself close to Kept perfec the hunter and would As 1t was, h lessly for a it up. He ¢ to hunt very lon that Farmer Brown's Doy those shots an who was hi seen f hunting in 1l knew that 10 b As soon hunter the way Mr. Grouse ing for Mis. at once. couldn’t fly Grouse felt we going to we going to over and over. “We've got for me to hide body comes lead them away, So they started Grouse in {he lowing hehind, Presen my dear, i ver in 1 ) 1 of rabbit, minute cab= salad, ginger STORY cream, rys “Now, dear,” g9 or my she, “you W -‘ her. But “You'll time, Mr when you come, right here get temper. some “and ing Head held up her plump I didn’t refuse to have you Honey Lou,” she said in her calm way. “Jack never u here, after that day at . | she do when she came out of the |the effect of these cleaming crea- | 1On™ 21 Of @ stident & dov't Know | hollow log? No wonder that Old |tions, the linings are embroidered or (1O Ve <004 He PAIr_ Of ¥¢ 4 vote hadn't lost his temper | trimmed with very decorative velvet | GOV MORRS. 1 dont. ound he couldn't reach aPpliques. | = g e out to get something to | CYEMINE wrap sketched today — a ;")'fl S e i i @ to death, AIl 04 Man | SUMPtUOUS affair of lacquer-colored | For Mary had had a beantful time Coyote had to do was fo wait until | VeIVt ornamented with dazzling fOr the past cloven =—months, an sh came out. And she kn \\.Il‘tmhrn'dcry' Lfl.r;:r’ dlses of /g0l ta ‘P. ‘Of‘l:'l" fll"!l that it Old Man Coyote |leather, comblned with sparkiing | In for “a lasto = of tea and o Reddy Fox would | Ted 2nd gold beads, ornament the | 8% bread And Baien no I BT to It cer.|Dback in the manner of a Mandarin's | tmes & week. She had had « nly was a hard position to be in, |02t The long slceves dre|evenings to herself. But Mrs, Grouse s not oy 15| trimmed with scroll-like motifs of | And there never had e i bTe: the same embroidery it ens ob To repeat the gold note, the ln- 5l e vrssont ing is made of dazzling gold lame. SEE T time This gleaming note is revealed on the revers adding further to the luxurious_effect. With this colorful wrap is worn a slender dress of gold metal cloth trimmed with a bit of glistening red embroidery at the waist-line, Suggestive of the Orient is this lacquer red velvet wrap trimmed with motifs of gold kid and jew- cled embroidery. mo- | 'I'hrn; head. A won- nd who to make love she asked or ed ! < el ‘hree | 1 her tell about last bien any | (Copyright, 1926, A,Service Inc.), believes the pr she w enou h to in| nt, and | afe. It worry she tle flat with its ture and spotles e Yowve had a lead-pipe cinch, Mary, and you know it as well as I do,” she told her. “And wi are suddenly leaving me 1 kno She soon found o'clock an expressman Mary's tin trunk To Honey Lou's ntter he did not load it on 1 carried it on his hick gate in the back fensa, With puzzled wyr him _ take it aceoss back yard and vani the airl a to Kis: wo! h So herself to be as [ wante | putting | for him. Most women are pretty good at this sort of pretending, but Mar- gret had become an artist at it. But Honey Lou saw through her that night, and she made up her mind that she would never join her and Steve again! .. She had made a hodge-podge and a wreck | of her own love affair and she was | not going to ruin Marevet's for her. She looked up at Steve suddenly from the apple strudel she was| tearing to pleces with her fork. ‘I've left Jacko, Steve,” she sald | to him. “Isn’t that dreadful?” Steve just stared at her. “y's dreadful” she went clearly, “because I'm still in with him, and I always will be.” (To be continued) | . Honey Lou visits G impy at the | Mills office and he gives her some | advice in Friday’s installment. TREE-TOP 1 smfortable rossible. She wouldn’t come out at day anyway, and Old Man Coyote wanted to wait he would a good long wait, re| Nothin id | du ag would 1 have heard her denl; u to i 1 d ar and f use- out why WISHING JOHNNY was sitting all alone under the apple tree. He didn't know what to play that day. “It's a lonesome day,” said Johnny. “I wish m{ wish it would snow. I wish 1'd hear a great big wild tiger out in the woods. 1 wish a river ran past our house. Anyway, I wish SOMETHING would hap- pen this very minute. And ething did. A big juicy apple fell out of the tree plumpity right on Johnny’s head. “Well,” said Johnny, guess I'd better stop wish- happened to M night. In fact, she eep. The next mornir but she couldn't her mind to venture out food. She felt right Coyote, ps both, were o she did her her hunger, which all filling. onse 1d she | was a Farmer heard had her shoul- eatin that no reason tells false own h She's been -and T've reason for Brown o might have through the would come there. rn en I'ore up she the t watched Allen's b it into Allen's He and he 70X, or D! Y close by. Women Tell Others how this new hy- gienic pad discards easily as tissue — no laundry to swallow why Honey Lou turn Mary. “You're 5o len's. T suppose Mi | fered you more mones Suppose all Mary, flinging up guess I'm ta ind go WHERE: [ none of your busine And she flouncel house and down leaving her little I kitchen like a pig dirty dishes standing Honey Lou watched e rd, and go lumber s of Grumpy's on the back do In two minut self, was I She dashed Joor and rushec Nothing was The Head 18 st into the wnd its ol 1 at her for a she sald, ame her told hid- at hol- told He was ont it sald to to on | love | | | | dreadfu you h do AS 1 1 1o to ir Jac him,” at her 1 tiny 1 could my life with be fair with nted rere cmed like d heavy footste ened to them ps of cr Brown's they long time, ps outside 1 a little v sounded Brown's Boy be a long e g Srnll AUSE one woman so adviscs others, and because doctors so urge, most women are deserting the “sanitary pad” for a new W some place own work ¥ sink, the in the ' me to Fa do my “Oh moti with “Not nt hes ite hair rme L did er ot si no, r shook Your Health How to Keep It— old-time “sani and better way. ht in 10 better-class women se “KOTE Discards as e: tissue might the e 5 ool i a month after you were Angela came me an you wanted fla st “because n. You w gad a run If b Fox sel a eeling mar- told over Causes of Iliness it to that d her hand toward wouldn't tic you nted to be free to| around and get you ef—don't try to tell Honey Lou — | cottage With you work.” tale, 1 Lou ally ily as a piece me No emt does around 1 into s Farmer 1 told o shots the T shall be T not No laundry. e BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN Editor Journal of the American Medical Assoclation and of Hygeia, the Health Magazine Thoss frequent { visitors—boils—always are due to | skin infection. The greatest pre- | ventire is constant cleanliness of the | skin, particularly of the back of the I neck or other parts commonly af- | fected. very rassment. e times as absorbent as o s desk wt Lou N library . rows walked into the followed by | tales like t of a little the not me us ALL ger of offending. Obtainable at ment stores s “KOT i hesitanc; Package of 12 costs only a few cents. Proves old ways a needle risk. 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