New Britain Herald Newspaper, December 14, 1926, Page 12

Quicksands of Love Adele Garrison’ Revelations of a Wife—— Mugh Grantland Finds It Hard to Restrain Himself Hugh Grantland’s involuntary and unintentional reference to that old obligation of Dicky's and mine him for the rescue of our idolized baby from the hands of kidnape wiped out in an instant any faintes residue of resentment tow for his strictures upon my ship with Philip Veritzen. Always I have consic owed him a debt which never could be paid adequately, amtl I hastened to assure him of this, hoping to re- move from his face the look of hor- ror with which he had realized th he had mentioned the obligation, “Haven't I always called on you whenever I needed you?” I asked. “I should feel very sad, indeed, if I thought you were going away | where I could not find you in an emergency. T always have felt so Bafe some way ever since that time Junior was kidnaped and you brought him back to me. I have felt that as long as you were in the world and I could call on y no real harm could come to me.” Madge Speaks Kindly His face kindled into joyou en may I hope that you will hot entirely shut me away from Fou for the atrocious things I have #ald to you this afternoon?” he nsked. A sudden teminine temptation as- sailed me to tell him that not all of the things ha had sald were “atroclous” from a woman's stand- point, for surely no woman but friend- would be touched and flattered by | & declaration ot devotion, so self- less, mo sincere as the one Hugh | Grantland just had given me. But I had had my lession. I had seen Bhe barriers of years break with this old friend, and I had no desire to | rd him | red that Yl s New Phase of 1to provoke any repetition of that | outburst. But the knowledge of my | | sccret feelings made my voice and words cordial, even tender. | "I should be more unhappy than | you, it T shut 8o old and tried a | friend out of my afternoon had never been. we forget All about it, pleasant and valued friendship.” Tete a Tete Ends Abruptly He put out his hands to me with an involuntary gesture, and I, see- ing that I nced fear no further out- | burst from him, put mine into their clasp. Suppose I told him. | and go back to our old | “If ever my life can serve you,” | he said with a little choke in his | voice, “I want you to remember | that it is yours. Shall we go back | now?"” H The Jast words wers S0 abrupt, so | | diccerent in intonation to the tender [ ones whieh had just preceded them, \ that T starcd at him in amazemeft, He had released my hands, as he | spoke, almost flung them from him in fact, There are limits to what a man | can stand” he said hoarsely. “Your anger I can combat, but vour ten- | s, robs me of all re act sancly. Let us ot out of herc ile T still have the strength to ng you up and run- ith you to the ends ou‘““‘]‘l!,l | the earth, | I turned without a word and pre- ceded him up the little path, presently I found him beside me. | “The guards are up again,” he sald. “Please God they never will be lowered until you yourself shall | bid me tell you what, until my death and beyond, I shall be holding in {my heart for you." g | Bty Copyright, 1926, by Newspaper Feature Service, Inc. ! Bammy Jay Secs a Queer Perfor- mance By Thornton W. Burgess Noull find that there will always be A reason for. whate'er you see, —Sammy Jay It is because Sammy is always looking for the reason for things that he knows so much about what is going on on the Green Meadows and in the Green Forest and in the Old Orchard. If Sammy sees a thing, he wants to know the reason for it He isn't satisfied until he s out that reason. “There is no use in seeing a thing 1f you can't find the reason for it says Sammy. “You don’t learn ar thing from just seeing things; you must upderstand them.” Undoubtedly Sammy is right In his There is no knowledze without | understanding. So when Sammy {s | puzzled by a thing he kecps studying | and studying until he finds out all about it. Now it happened that there was & light crust on the snow. Sammy had stopped in the top of a tree in | the Green Forest where he could look out over the Green Meadows. He saw over toward the edge of the ©Old Pasture, but out on the Green Meadows, a red spot. “That's Reddy Fox,” said Sammy to himself. “It pust be hard hunting for Reddy Rhese da: What is he up to now, I wonder. That's a queer perfor- mance.” Reddy was too far away for ®ammy to see clearly what he was @ong. He had jumped up in the Globe Clothing House LUXITE SILK HOSE for Women The most. fashionable hose of the day—Ferfect full $1.45 8 Pr. $4.25 Globe Clothing House COR. MAIN and W. MAIN STS. NEW BRITAI $1.95 3 Pr. §5.50 e But just then Reddy turned and trotted away toward the Green | Forest | air two or three times, and | tainly looked queer. Sammy W od for a few minutes, then, spread- ing his wings, he flew over to where he could sce more clearly what Reddy was doing. Reddy was so in- tent that he just didn't notice | chilabirth na | whe smmy at all. He ran along on the now for a short distance with his| nose down as it | a track. He wa Sammy nc cocked forward as if he were listen- | ing for something.. Once or twice he | stopped and secmed to be I nmn;" | to something under the snow. Sud- | deniy he jumped up in the g @ | with all four feet bunched together, | came down hard on the crust. The cracked. Sammy coujd see it | | Instantly Reddy began to laig turion down, breaking | through the crust and making the | tenow fly. He burried his head in | | the snow. In a moment he pulled | his head out, shook it, and blew | the snow out of his nose. e looked | disappointed. But he didn't wast time. o ran forward a few steps and jumped again just as be- | fore. Of course the higher he | fum ped the harder he would come | ¢ 1 to be jumping | 1. Those four bunched right time when he Te broke right | he did this ow me out in ‘a cloud. d his head 1 the snow on to do 1 zain he en his n onc oot and ore, bhut he d had done it often “The Double Re- | The New | to these | ment make his | NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, TUESDAY, DECEMBER 14, Your Health How to Keep It— Causes of Iliness BY DR. 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Late that night twin girls are born to the woman, who dies without revealing her identity. on of refinement and wealth, The story then moves forward to June, 1916, and in Prof. Elwell's yorkshop the reader is introduced to Jim Elwell, now 22 and his father's and to the twin girl who n adopted hy the Elwells, now 17 and one of them {has been mamed MARGARET and amed RUSTY; the other, ABETH, is called BETTY. To Jim the girls are just pals, although they are growing to beay- tiful womanhood. A stranger paus- les by the Elwell back fence one day |\lnlo the girls are washing their {hair and addresses smart cracks at them. Jim, who ta up their ihattle, is given a beating and a black {eve and the enemy is dispersed by a |croquet ball thrown by one of the twins. The twins and Jim, supper with Nurse Daiton, ve be They are after eating enter the itions are due. NOW BEGIN THE STORY Jim's mother look up at him and quick alarm leaped into her eyes. “What on eart “Oh, nothing much,” he told her carclessly. “Somebody got hit with a croquet ball, that's all. Such things lcan happen, you know. Betty is now Igoin’ to make me forget my suffer- {ing for a while by singing ‘The End of a Perfect Day'. The day, Prof observed, would seem to have been imperfect, judg- ling from the appearance of the e “Who got hit by a croguet ball?" asked Mollfe. *“Jim, tell me—" Jim grinned. “Not me. Ask the ball player over there.” He nodded toward Rusty. Betty cocked the weapon and a “He's had it coming to him for a week, Prof, but you don't Know | His mother's lips moved with an- |why!” declared Botty with o guilo- | other question, but Prof with a lless candor that Prof, lookig into | touch of his hand, silenced her. His |lier shining eyes, felt carried nothing eyes were smiling. [save the bubbling overflow of youth's | “All right, le's have the music.” |cffervescent spirits. He smiled, but [ K |k | Tie said . “It's all right, Mollie.” |again the question came to him, how Jim grinned, glad to be rid of ex- [could such a thing be and wasn't planations. No one yot had ever ex- |Jim due for an awful jolt some day plained a black eye sat | when he woke up? A few moments later the musical | “Well, Mollie says for vou kids to twang of a softly touched harp came |get busy and get into the house for | out of the settling shadows of early |dinner,” he announced as he turned twilight from the parlor and and started back toward the dining brought Prof and Mollie into the |room. room. | "It you had seen what 1 just saw Jim lay stretched out on his left |you'd be guessing harder than ever” side on a sofa, his head resting on a |he said a moment later to the wo- pile of soft pillows. Rusty was man who had given him the best nped #n an ottoman on the floor |that life can give to a man for mo: close to his side. Her head with its |than 23 years. | cloud of rust-colored hair, now| Mollie Elwcll at 89, was a full- {showing dark in the deepening [blown flower in the garden of splen- ed against Jim's chest|did womanhood. Life to her had | s chin, His right hand lay [been kind and the ycars seemed her throat. Betty with her [scarcely to have touched her in their t in a rocker drawn up as|passing. Hers were the grace, the the sofad as possible. |beauty and the sweet wisdom that well took in the scene and [never cease to keep the eye and the a faint smile flitted across his lips. |heart of a man charmed all the days “Looks as if he was suffering in- |of his life. The sca-green depths of ly, doesn’t he?” he whispered to |Killarney's lakes were still reflected | s mother as they sat down. Mol- |in her Trish eyes. A thousand times well smiled a puzzled smile. |and more had Prof Elwell, her h And then a sweet contralto voice, hand, told himself that the Goddess a volce that with early cultivation ‘or Tnck had dealt him a royal flush it have been magnificent, was [on the day that he met Mollie Calla- | litted in a song that is known the [han. . . . world over: “Oh, Promise Me.” Rusty and Betty, decked out for They were all very still as asmmer comfort and with silk Jsweet sound filled the room. | scarves wound around their heads to as the last notes died away, Prof [keep their glorious hair from flying, well leaned over and laid his hand [climbed into the side extension of with soft pressure on that of his|Jim's scoot cart, an extension built | |for two small bodies. ~Jim dropped t to talk to vou tonight, |a leg over the saddle. Then he tin-| he whispered, “about some- |kered with a mysterious contraption | thing that is beginning to worry me |that brought forth a mighty roar | |considerable.” and the scoot cart began to scoot. The quick answering pressure he {They were on their way. felt told him that another, too, was | “Step on it!” advised Betty from |beginning to worry about something. |her precarious perch at his side. He - was nbt, he told her, in need of any | Jim Elwell was in the woodshed |gratuitous advice, but when he had | wiping his face the following Satur- |stopped the machine at the path into ¢ afternoon when the twins came | Fenton's woods and looked at his {tearing in on him in their usual im- |watch, he announced that they had ctuous rush, been “going some.” They had cov- | “Listen, you chickens,” he told [ered the 12 miles in 20 minutes flat. |them, “quit tearin’ around and tell | He backed the cart into the shrub- |{me what you say to a scoot after [bery. The trecs in their green {dinner down the river to Fenton's [dress of summer, the profusion of |Woods? Tl take my twenty-two gat [big ferns growing all around, the along. T got a coupla hoxes of cart- [cool shade and somber hush in | {ridges on the way home. If we run |which the woods lay wrapped were | into a bear or a farmer’s calf I'll let |deliclously inviting on that hot after- |Betty shoot it. We prob'ly “tmtino(m in June. {run into any prizefighters today. If { But the sun was shining bright iwe do, I'll sic Rusty on him! and warm in the glad young hearts Jim's proposal was a popular one [of Jim and his pals as they made and it brought forth considerably [their way along the twisting path Imore than half-hearted response. (which led, as they knew, to some {Two joyous squeals rent the air and |little ponds where lillies were tall four pretty arms bare to the elbows and frogs were big and bold. were flung around the big painter’s| “Hist!” came the warning from cck from behind. A kn Betiy, just a step ahecad, as she uddenly against the b of his|sighted a pond. She stopped short pine and a lusty yell brought him |and held up the finger of caution. {down to the floor on his back. |“Didja hear that bullfrog's croak?" | “Just for that you're going to get| Three pairs of eves roved the rim | | unnhl -barrelled kiss, Jimmy |[of the small body of water, it glassy | 1 :,” panted Beity, and suiling [surface fiecked here and there with iction to her promise she flopped [a greenish slime. ‘um\n on her knees and cupped a| “There he is!” Betty whispered an |pair of red lips, fragrant and moist [Instant later, in great excitement. us a dew-filled rose, over the mouth [“On that log over there, Jim! Let f Jim Elwell. He made a pretense [me shoot him, Jim. You sald you'd m struggling but the next instant the [let me shoot sump'n—a calf or a‘ operation was being repeated by the [bear, if we ran into one.” other twin, He made a wry face, “But that was neither Tere's t you get for |bear,” reminded Jim. Deing such . breathed | Do you. think your Rusty as let their |handle the bull?” He was waanx‘ had it |for his gun. ng this| Betly cocked the small weapon | land aimed it at the frog on the log. hen she turned her head half | round, shut her eyes tight and | pulled the trigger. The frog still | at on his log, the pond unruffied by a ripple. She shot like a |Jim's comment as he pistol. “Who ever he |your gat up against the mark and | then shutting your eyes and pulling | |the trigger?” | “I think I came pretty close to the | [ 7, just the same, ike thunder y. u did! He's blink- | | in’ his eve at you now.” | {doorway. “Well, that's what I call| Jim turned to the other twini| Itough lines, Jim. Ge thrown |“Here, Rusty,” he said, putting the |down an’ most scandalously kissed |pistol butt in her hand, “you take a |by the two prettiest girls tin Indl- |shot at him. Xnock him oft that log | ana!” Somebody, he added. ought {and T'll buy you both a new pair of | to hang crepe Jim as the finest [silk stockings for the TFourth of |1iving example of 1 luck In July!” | 'most wretched form. Rusty took the already do that very thir | Jim Elwell touched his mouth gin- | gerly with {wo front fingers. Biting | and kicking and jumping on a man's {back were barred in the wrestling lgame, he chanted with slow deliber- lation. “Ain’t T got you two Iter trained than to pull a sty that?" | Thera had been no biting and no- body had kicked him, prote her eyes glowing, and R |addcd darkly, “You'd i o good 3 | or vou'll get fome mor e The voice of Prof Elwell float |across the yard from the Kite | Chinaman, was took back the | rd of shoving on t its pistol in both | Clifford LWebbessErnest Lynn @Qhreadfi {hands and stepped forward two slow |you.” |over there to that other |weeds, Irattlesnake in there!" {most instantly by a wild L imed it at the frog on the log. paces. She pointed it somewhere in | the general direction of the frog. Then, just as she pulled the trigger, | the muzzle lifted to an upslant of o 45 degrees. rplunk! The frog was gone! “'rnnr " squealed Rusty. ked him off the log!" nocked him off!” Jim mocked. {"Good Lord, he fell off laughing at Rusty tossed her head. “'Here, take your old gun,” she pouted and handed it back to him. “I'm going pond to shoot a llly with-my bare hands!” She started off through a jungle of Betty and Jim Suddenly Jim stopped short and tened, and his face was deathly what. A metallie, whirring sound, heart-stilling, deadly, struck on his Hey, get out of them weeds, You kids!” he yelled shrilly. “There's a His warning cry was answered al- | scream | from Rusty. ] (To Be Continued) 1 i Jim shows the stuff he's made of in the next chapter, but something | far more ominons than rattiesnakes 15 waiting to clatm fts victims. | Menus for the Fam:lyl BY SISTER MARY l BREAKFAST—California, grapes, | cereal, thin cream, baked French toast, syrup, milk, coftee. LUNCHEON — Ring of salmon | | with creamed peas, hearts of lettude with French dressing, Parker House | | | | | | " i i following. || rolls, chocolate marshmallow roll, milk, tea. DINNER — Broiled hamburg steak, lyonnaise potatoes, creamed caulifiower, endive with bacon dress- ing, canned strawberries, mock an- gel food cake, whole wheat bread, milk, coffee. It a house guest is expected dur- ing the holidays, the “ring of sal- mon” suggested in the luncheon menu will make an excellent com- pany dish. The housekeeper never wants'to spend more time as cook than hostess, but she Joes want all her meals a little out of the ordi- nary and daintily served. While one might hceeitate to serve plain =al- mon straight from the can, the ring mold filled with peas is attractive and gelicious. Ring of Salnon. One pint or pound can salmon, 11-2 cups stale bread crumbs, 1-2 cup cream, 1-2 teaspoon salt, 1-8 teaspoon pepper, 1-8 teaspoon ground mace, 1 tablespoon lemon julce, 3 cggs (whites). 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