New Britain Herald Newspaper, January 6, 1927, Page 4

Quicksands of Love Adele Garrison ’s New Phase of Revelations of a Wife —— Mtage All Set But Masked Dance Fails To Appear As Philip Veritzen, approached our table, I saw him cast a quick look in our direction, evidently the first time he had seen us, and then he halted and said something in an undertone to the woman who was bent upon securing an advantageous place for him. His remark was inauc high-pitched, a ed u e friends! bit more th to how * lovely I won't have about you.” There was another Inaudi a courtly bow, and the salled away, while Mr. came up to our table with of a man assured of a welcoms. Dicky rose promptly to meet him, and T never have been prouder of my husband than at that minute. I knew that he was deeply resent- ful of the other man’s presence, but no one from his manner could have guessed that it was any other than oman Veritzen the air an old and honored friend whom he | ‘was welcoming. “May T cast m upon charity?” Mr, Veritzen was a bit flamboyantly, and then, after he had greeted Lillian and me elab- orately, and seated himself, he struck the same pseudo humble note “It is so good of you to let me Join you,” he said, “although T feel like a gross intruder.” Philip’s Condescension But his tone ubtly belied ‘words, betrayed that he felt he bestowing a favor upon us by at- taching himself to our party, and suddenly I felt myself hotly resent- ful at what I mentally termed his insufferable air of condes but which in reality was not even an accentuation of the manner which ‘was always his, which had become 25 much a part of him as the color of his eyes. “Where Philip Veritzen #at, there was the head of the table.” was his paraphrase of the hi old saying, but I told myself grimly that I did not care at all for his present adaptation of it. For, from the minute he joined us, he dominated us. He was in one of his most brilliant moods, and the s with the host« | ess of the night club escorting him, | ension, | en Lillian, Iways an a |er with wora. ept fenc- athed wpier nd permitted the famous theatrical producer almost a monologue. ldx but T | was of two things. One was the fact that Philip Veritzen had noted, as had Dicky earlier in the evening, that my gown me, and that 1 was looking ars. The a ventured no word at all thrillingly consclous ually stood Al e why h club. lookout f line, thrilled a little 1z accolade of wbruptly and I think we at th i come to the was always o thing unusual knew, and T the thought might witn ¢ produ roulders of the m dan and lovelines ivated frequenters of t club. we sup his th o, Dicky answered \ | is some- unusual.” been told so,” n said, then added t 1 have seen many swans turn geese in a night.” “I wonder why the de commented, looking at “It is past the time when she ly appears.” ian and or some time i excitement am the orchestra, knowledge to each ot titious kicks. Noel especially was w pallor, and the lines of his face to my imagination showed strain. And | then, suddenly, the hostess advanc | ed to the center of thr- floor, “My d have a 1ppoint but it is even more grievous for me. I have just learned that our masked dancer has been taken ill and can- t be with us tonight.” Copyright, 1 by News; Teature Service, Inc, thing *I have mg Mr, Vi resig rit- " Dick: W 1 had been of some conscious suppressed mem signaled th er by surrep- ri ace D! and had v ol At Home, Yet Not at Home By Thornton W. Burgess Security brings peace of mind Such as you nowhere else will find. —Paddy the Beaver. Safe within their thick-walled house, Paddy the Beaver and Mrs. Paddy were spending a most com- fortable winter. Since the t had given up trying to trap them they had had nothing to worry about. They regularly inspected their dam to see that there were no lcaks In it, and the rest of the time ate and slept and were at home the greater part of the time, But though they were at home, they were not at home. By this I mean that they were not at home to visitors. They received no visitors all, though there were many would like to have visited them. Could you have gone over to th: pond of Paddy the Beaver just aft a fresh fall of snow you would ha thought Paddy the most popular person in all the Green Forest to judge by the footprints. Reddy Fox had been there. So had Old Man Coyote. The big, round footprints of Yowler the Bobcat, and the still heg- ger ones of Puma the Panther could have been seen. As a matter of fact, these folk were regular visitors to the house of Paddy the Beaver. Ye they never found any one at home. That is to say, Paddy and Mrs. Pad- dy never opened a door to receive their visitors. Reddy Fox visited Paddy's house every time he happencd to be over that way. It was largely a matter of eurfosity with Reddy. He could al- ways tell with that nose of his who else had been visiting there. Thus he was able to know something about the other people. It w same way with Old Man Coy Both knew that there wasn't chance for them to break into that house. So, in visiting Paddy’s house, they were really in s But it was different the Bohcat and with Panther. Bot? top of th 2 @ breaths just for the which came up holes in the roo ways gave th them and almo ways they would follow a long eni y¥ trying to dig their claws i t nd with Puma the climb up on nd draw long smell of B roof tear 1f Yowler the be there he al h . Goodness no! Bobeat happened would sneak away in ing and spitting, but the same, at th the Panther. Now Faddy t} Paddy knew when WO big visitors. When either ler or Puma was on the sound of their claws could be down inside, If Paddy was takir nap, he would sleepily open and look at Mrs. Paddy, would look at Paddy. they cared for above them; they had no f¢ “That,” said Paddy to Mrs. 8 what comes of looking ir future and preparing for it hadn’'t made this roof so strong, we might be worrying now. But Yowler and Pyma can wear their to out on that roof if they want without worrying me in the least. There were other visitors to Pad- dy's house. Often Hooty the Great to they Yo roof t heard Th: those hig visitors up w to Sorned Ow! would alight on it at| B } it | who | ! Paday Reddy Fox vislted Paddy's house every time he happencd to be over that way night. When Whitey the Snowy Owl came down from the Far North he frequently sat on that roof. It was a good place to sit. Jumper the Hare | sometimes came that way; and ju | because other people w. visi that house Jumper would do it. He was taking a chance every time he did it though. Two or three times during the winter Farmer Brown's | { Boy came that wa and he always stopped at Paddy house, ¢ there were many visitors, but to none were and Mrs. Paddy ever at home. The next Trapped.” Your Health How to Keep It— stor; Causes of Illness BY DR. MORRIS FISHB; Bditor Journal of the American Medical Association and of Hygeia, the Health Magazine In the midst of the oyster season is int to know the exact food shel Such srmation D. 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Melt with hot water and gradually b into eggs. Turn into a well-buttered mold and steam 25 minutes. The mold must be large enough to permit the egg mixture to puff as a soufile does. Tet stand until cold. Unmold and surround with boiled custard. Boiled Custard Four ¢ (yolks), 6 tablespoons granulated sugar. 1-4 teaspoon salt |2 cups milk, year given to s diets. icularly |sugar. Scald milk in double hoiler | and beat a few tablespoontuls into egg mixture. Add this to hot milk nd cook over hot water until eus- {tard coats the spoon. When cold, |flavor with vanilla and serve. If the rd is carefully made, it will not | need straining. TREE-TOP STORIES HIS VERY OWN JOHNNY could hardly eat or sleep, or play. He couldn't think of anything . . . . he didn't want to come to wash his hands or brush his hair. He hardly took time to dress. He didn't even whistle. He didn’t want to go down town....and he didg't even want to play ball with his Eig brother. . BECAUSE .. .. Johnny had a brand new, round, fuzzy brown and white. soft, cuddly, little Puppy deg . . all. . OWN! Very smart is the bolero | light | The | NFA SER WIHAT HAS GONE BEFORE To the home of Prof and LEwell in Camdenville, right in October, 189 nurse, bearing a woman fainted on a train. slwell is an artist ed 5. Late that night the bears twin girls and dies | wlthou! r(‘\\ull'lg her name, Ind., comes a who had , now utifil womanhood, amed are e h lled Rusty and Betty Jim enlists in Ha then discover loves him. Pu machine m the World War. one of the in charge of a unit, he is shell- shocked dan and, through a mixup, is registered as John Pow- Hs is removed to an American ospital and reported deud. It is discovered that the father of the twins is Wead and that they the nicces and he Clayton, wealthy — retired While the are vis ton's home, the Elwells get that Jim it alive and in a York hospital, and thelr grief | turned to joy. While they on New York th v the point where Mike Henneg: soldier, is taken by nurse Downing fa the hospital where There they' are told about trange case. NOW BEGIN THE CHAT t X | “What has been | the qm rintenden sists in g nto his trousers, drawing on his socks and and and eating fn the way I've d d. Those things he now performs of his own volition, ! poor fellow. You. will find him very ctable and an easy patient to ndle. s for any understanding of what ald . a fox terrier is a at hanker. ing CI word New is tw their goes back are STORY conti | shoc lkin Nellie Downing winced. his physical brain superin fune- tions. nder “There is no sl tivity an operation possibly might restore him to normal, but such an opera- tion, on the other hand, would be eedingly dangerous and perhaps | fatal. The trouble, doubtless, is the i1t of a blood clot on' the brain or clse some connecting fiber in some broken the terrific shock of 2 heavy shell ex- “Is there nothing a0? Nellie Downing asl N Nothing that I know of.” If it blood clot, the superintendent her, another similar shock 80 the specialists had said, o it loose and bring back his ory ‘But it would be purcly accidental it did. Now, if you wish, I will have him brought in here, but th i len't a chance in a million that he { will know you or would know any | person he had ever seen before. In my opinion and in the opinion of two specialists who have examined nim, he might far hetter have been killed outright.” He called an orderly and Ied him {o bri John Doe |2 into the reception room. | orderly went out 4 Nellie Doy {ing's 1ct those of Mike Henne- gan. | The orierly returned in a | minutes and Nellie Downing U viith an impulsive little cr gaze rested on the man she had sec > [ carried out of the hospital in Metz, | a shaken wreck. [ She started forward she | were almost lier ear. | Mike Hennegan ‘in his chair when [ prought in and had gls | oniy casual interest, a great change came arted up, his f: surprise and hi we can told ight, me if umher few ¥ but before split by a whoop in had been sitting the patient was nced up with But suddenly over him. Me wrinkled n mouth fell open. t | Then e gave vent to his war whoop | and rushed past Nellie Downing Jik 2 huge proj hurled from 1 apult. | or the love of Saint Pat ile | nurse heard him yelp in a bleat as he grabbed the shel | ed soldier's hand in a pump-} “If it ain't me old buddy, Jim Elwelll Who in hell ever've dreamed of this? Me old dekick, Jim! Put ‘er there, old top, | put ‘er there | The heart of Nellie Downing rose up in a quick, thrilling le Reard the words of recognition. it sank the noted the total 3 | memory in the eyes of t Mike had called Jim Elwell. | Those eyes looked | gan and merely s had gone out mechani | Mike's grasp. He was unsm | moving, like some pale | dier. | Mike had not yet noticed all this. His heart was sounding the bugle call of reveille in his excited brain, which at that moment held nothing but the glad knowledge that buddy stood before him. “Well, I'm a son of a gu |'went on, his grin still stre | from ear to ecar, still pumpir aring soldier’s hand. “Now, do you know about member me, Jim er , that fought the co If way across France s ed at the foot Wood? Don't you rem an' the French quartet wl | sing all those crazy d: remember, Jim He stopped short., on his freckled face faded. vanished and the mouth sagge had suddenly dawned on him he was jabbering away to a ho heard him not, vd, the brain that 1 istered nothing but ¢ ord nd with no conception of it hand ally into ing, un- wooden sol- 1. His hing the | old ies witl of mber 1 used to n't you grin d, Tt that man the the wkat s re Mike at Nellic were almost ripped out & ind ool his eye He ing and blinded with tears. | horrible oath [FFsice kY in a husky “but it'a said t was half a s buddy, Jim ¢ T ever met, t for a minufe t the man you—" instruet- | had taken a step her ear drums | would | ) as she | But | man | at Mike Henne- | his old. 1 e | what | his? Don't you | The happy look | e had | | Mollie | one He has a son, | then moves forward 18 | growing | ave been,| Margafet and | twins | | | of John | rvel of intellect in comparison.” | interrupted * she cor e want to kn Oh, I don't know whatever > think of bringing you here but thank the Lord I d * Mike repea vague hifti his old buddy who still stood t.cre look at them but with eyes that showed nothing but that horrible, vacuous stare, “he's from some place, some pla 1t in the sticks. Let's see now, the the place he came from—Indiana? 3 that it, that's it—Ind He kept looking at cinated, unbelieving. Nellie Downing, with a trace cdging her voice, e in India o said sharply, “is a big | state and there's probably a hundred | or more Elwell Don’t you know | pe hing about his superintende: who had been an amazed witness 1o , “try to think of it. If we can locate his parents, it might help | to—" “I don’t think T ever heard him mention the name of the town,” said Mike Henne stroking his chin thoughttully, “except that it was a all burg of four or five thousand, “Yes,” put | . . he went on quickly. face brightening, “I remember now led his old man Prof and his mother Mollie—{n | your mother by her first name and your father by a nickname—an' he used to tell me about a coupla kid pals of his—girls they were—twins his folks adopted when they wer born, for their mother had died Jim Elwell, said Mike, had called them T and Betty. “And he had a picture of them taken with his 1¥other and the old man and him self. They were both mighty pretty girls with a lot of hair, They were | eighteen, he said, and ! leok exactly alike, even if they were twins. And his mother was nice lookin', too, and so was his old man. But I don’t think he ever th “That's all T know,” he said, and “Oh, hell!” he burst out, “I can’t be- lieve I'm standin’ here in fro Jim Elwell, a-talkin® about him like this him standin’ there takin’ it all in an’ not knowin' a thing I'm savin. T can't believe it. It ain't right, how.” | Nellic Downing turned to the su- | perintendent. “Is there some way in which we could learn where he's from " That ought not to be diff assured her. “His name is recorded in Washington and the records will | show his place of residence and the arents. 1 take tim , to look them up, but they 4 btained. T'li dictate a letter | he war office at once.” said Nellie Downing with sudden decision. “The wheels in the war office move too slow. I'll go to Washington myself and I'll leaye to- night on the midnight train. That met the went to help me ened out, ing letter The superinte petuous words. Getting to the dent on a matter like this sn't casy, even for people who had | met him. | president once, just he France, and 1 know to get this matter st We won't waste timi he'll g writ- dent smiled for a fleeting moment the face of the man she had wenty dollars that morning. freckled taked to | 2 dowly, H|Ml rour morc than time, I'm You need you have and that's you've for some ifraid. You need a job. it for no better reason {han to keep vou out of mischief. How would :ou ike to remain here and look after vour friend Jim until I return from Washington? Perhaps if you show vourself useful enough, Mr. Burton here might give you a regular job | | around the hospital” today dona Keep hreads Clifford LWebbaaErnest Lyzn g back to! > of | vilies living there. | le—what town or city they live | his | ¢ thing, to call | they didn't | said wtere | lived—that is, the name of the | 1t, de | t me there in the morning. 1| fore 1 | at her ! Miss Downing turned and studied | DAILY HERALD, THURSDAY, JANUARY 6, 1927 Brokenggl VICE INC,. | The superintendent was not slow to grasp suggestions. “We need an tor man,” said he, and a broad smile spread acrdds his features as | he surveyed the big Irlshman. “It's «ight hours a day, sixty dollars a month, room and hoard. How would you like it, Mike?” T'm hired,” said Mike, his grin treatening the lobes of his “When do I eat?” Mr. Burton laughed and looked up at the clock on the wall. v-five minutes,” “The gong will sound off for you. In meantime,” he |added, “you mighi take Jim El- } well out for a walk. We'll wait till ! Miss Downing's return before you g0 to work a hea he declared. that, Jim | per?” vipped Hennegan ds he grab- bed his old bu by the han again. “IU's me an’ you for a little | stroil. An’ then we eat. The last time we cat down together it was mulligan stew o’ salt horse. Maybe {itl be pork chops this time. Over Jim Elwell's mouth there d a small, uncertain smile.- At of it an agonized ecry broke | from Nellie Downing, for though his {lips smiled, his eyes—those staring were devoid of recognition or rest. They just looked out in tent of him—windows that opened out on a dead world CHAPT o’ top- | aye Downing before she left to prepare for her journey to Washington, “you didn't earn any medals in France; didn't get any. But y and keep out ‘of crap games and perhaps you'll get 1 medal yet; you can't tell. Take od care of your friend Jim, and 1l decorate you myself when I get | back.” And T'll be right here to, get it, 1" retorted Mike, swelling This new responsibility |imposed on him seemed to have {made him proud of himself. “You| | can pin a rose on Jim, too, for me | an’ Jim are just like that” and he | hold up a hand to show his crossed fingers. “So hurry back an' bring ! family with you, kid pals and all.” | With gan, on his | for a w which words Mike Henne- ying tender, guiding hands | urge, took Jim Elwell out | I, | Armed with the patient’s name | and the names of his father and mother and with the information hat he had come from Indiana, ~"el- {lie Downing landed in Washington | and proceeded to the war depart- ment, housed in the old State, War and Navy building in Pennsylvania avenue close to the White House. She did not see the president. She | d no need to see the president. I"or some times red tape can be cut and action can be had—fast actlon. At first the search took them off lon a false track. There were several James Elwells from Indiana, but the records of these men were all clear. There was another Elwell — a James T. Elwell of Camdenville, Ind., who had heen reported dead at the Battle of Sedan. Xilled in a| shell exposion, together with four | others of a machine gun unit af six. His father's name was Edwin, his mother's Mollie. We've found him!” exclaimed Nellie Dgwning. 3ut,” the courtcous officer who s assisting reminded her, “this man is dead. There's no doubt about that, is there?"” ‘Very much of a doubt. I remem- ber now t James Elwell, who then was listed as John Powell of Newark, New Jerscy, was brought into the hospital at Metz where I worked with the report that he was the sole survivor of a machine gun | unit of six that had been blown to [ pi at the Battie of Sedan. | “What seems to have happened | 1s a mixup in the identification nH | John Powell and James Elwell. John | P‘m\'v'l is the one who was Ikilled at | dan. John Powell's mother and | | sweetheart visited the patient at the | | hospital in g Island and failed | \ to recognize hnn A :thelr mon: That| proved he wasn't John Powell. Tt [.x!m left John Powell unaccounted listed as | becile. | ha for. Now that the man up in Lcng Isignd 1s identified as James Elwell, you are safe in guessing what be- came of the other man.” The,officer nodded slowly. *Such mistakes can be made, of course, al- though they don’t happen often. It seems strange, too, that the identifi- | cation tags were missing from the two men. Otherwise there wouldn't have been such a mixup.” She was satisfjed, Nellle Downing told him, that the puzzle had “een solved. Would the war department notify James Elwell's parents of the mistake? The department would, the officer assured her. nd it there's still a mistake the parents could sce it of course.” But it would have to go through | the orthodox channels, he told Ler, | whereupon Nellie Downing frowned | that he | take it upon himself to see the thing | i through. “Byery minute you wait is torture | and pleaded impetuously to his people out in Indiana.” But not half so torturing, he has- | tened to tell her, with a wry smile, | as the- realization of the fact that | Jim Elwell was now little more than | a living dead man. “Fronf what you tell me, Miss Downing, it is one of the worst cases of shell-shock I have ever heard of. One of.the most pitiful, at least. Why, the man is worse than an im- It would be far less cruel (o his parents, and to himself, were dead.” Whereupon Nellie Downing cried. She had been under a severe strain and she was very tired. She broke down. “Oh, T'm sorry,” the maa told her, and assisted her to a chair. “Per haps, after all, there is something that can be done for him, If I ever | hear of anyone who can help him T'll remember it—for you,” and he smiled. Twenty-four hours later Nellie Downing was back at the hospital | Her determined } on Long Island. efforts had obtained immediate ac tion. The Elwells in Mrs. John W. Powell in Newark that apparently reliable information had been received to indicate that her son was dcad. That is how Prof and Mollie Elwell were notified that Jim was stil living and how they found themselv rushing 1o cateh the Twentieth Century Chicago to New: York on the nighli of April 18, 1912, Many persons. doubtless, would say that the meeting of Nellie Down- ing and Mfke Henncgan in City Hall Park was somecthing far stfonger than coincidence—possibly _just far-fetched plan to hook up the ends of a plot. Some might say it vas the waving wand of undirected chance that brought about meeting, or the tw cumstance that pointed that w Whatever it was, the fact remains that it happened. It may well have been that the war department would : straightened out the tangle it- self, upon learning that a man listed as John Powell was not Powell after all, but an Unknown Soldier. It would have been a long task, and a disheartening one, but worse tangles have may even be some persons who could accept the theory that it was the sure-working hand of destiny that | brought it about. Prof Elwell stopped, dropped the | two suitcases he was carrying and ed at Molie with a look of help- sness. They were two strayed heep lost in the wilderness of Grand Central Station, New York city. A wolf in sheep's clothing rushed up to them. a cheap hotel where they stung them quick and stung them hard. G ‘Hotel, 5ir?" he querled hurriedly, | his Weather eye open for any station | have noticed | detective who might him take a trail of his prospecti prey. “Modern in every way, sir— reduced rates f'r tourssts an’ close When Baby Complains. There are many ways a baby has of expressing any pain or irregularity or digression from its normal condition of health and happiness. A short cry, a prolonged irritated cry. Restless- ness, a constant tugning of the head or of the whole body, fretful. In and other ways a baby tells you there is something wrong. Most mothers know. that a disordered stomach, or bowels that do not act haturally are the cause of most of baby’s suffering: call for the doctor is the first thought, but in the event of any delay should be ready at hand a safe remedy such as Fletcher’s Castoria. if he | Camdenville | ! had been notified. Word had gone to from | al the | isting finger of cir- | been unraveled. There | He was a “runner” for | to the station.” Prof and Mollie followed, for they had no other recourse, it scemed to them. It was too late, they had agreed, to go all the way out to Long Island that pight. They were tircd and exclted. A good night's sleep and they would be calm and fresh for Jim in the morning. And so they followed their self- appointed guide, followed him for an interminable distance, it seemed, gov soaked six dollars for a room—a ter- rible room that losked out on the tracks of the elevated—and spent a nerve-wracking and sleepless night. Prot Elwell seldom had felt tle call to swear in terms of graphic Billingsgate English. But there i a limit to any man's powers of re- straint. To pay six dollars for the privilege of listening to a ten-hour racket of rushing elevated trains, to be treated, in addition, like a couple of suspicious characters and to be planted in this dingy room might cause a saint to forget himself and swear. That night Prof Elwell swore--not loud, but deep, and with splendid fluency. Mollle didn’t censure Lim. There are times when the best of | folks would like to cuss a little and Mollie's grandfather had been some- | thing of an artist with the Billings- | gate himset. |~ But all things earthly come to an end, even & night in a “badger” hotel. Six o'clock in the morsing found Prof and Mollie dressed and | waiting to go out to breakfast. Eight o'clock found them in a taxicab crossing a_ bridgé en their way to see Jim. They first had called up the hospital and apprised Nellic Downing of their coming. Third avenue was just a hideous experience already forgotten. Thelr | hearts and minds were ratuned to | a melody that had nothing in part | with the night before and carried no | discordant note of premonition. t as a sun of a golden day that was shining for {hem — or so they thought. And, while their hearts were beat- ing to a little song of anticipation, that of a nurse in the hospital they | were rapidly approaching was crying a protest against the cruel duty to which she was assigned. Nellle Downing met them-at the it came about that! Eiwell,” she said, “address- cf to Mollle, “before you sec on there is something I want —havc'to tell you.”" She paused. Mollie looked at her | auickly, Prof's fists clenched. | “Dom't tell me” Mollie began, | "that it was a mistake. Don't tell | me—r | Nurse Downing interrupted. “No, ne is alive, but before you see him |1+ me explain his case. You must be prepared te |~ “Plcase tell me—at once,” Mollic | Elwell insisted. Nellic Downing's ey hut she plunged ahead. “James El- | weil,” she said, *“has been shell- shocked. He has no‘memory—" | A sharp intake of breath from | Mollie. Prof caught her hand in his { own. “He has no mind,” went on Nellic Downing. “He can walk, but he does not think. 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