New Britain Herald Newspaper, January 28, 1927, Page 20

; XEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, FRIDAY, JANUARY 28, 1927. Beatrice had it taken when she wore a hat|yellow powder and lavender powder | her from the bottom of the stairs. i p and a fur boa, and when she wore a|into a glass bowl and began to blend| *Phone call from the Magnifica ) ° ]Burtor\ chiffon evening gown, and had her |them together with a glass rod. studios,” she said, and Bobbie, thrill- uicksands of Love \ Bybians | e n s mpesise e v R e *LOVE BOUND". den flax. touched her smooth n. In the the stairs and took up the receiver. i : ! “HER MAN* The pictures would not be ready |mirror above the counter it was rose- | I never thought I'd hear from Adele Garrison’s New Phase of "HONEY LOUETC. for two days. And those two days| white, like flower petals. Mr. Ebbinger so soon!” she cried in were like eternity to Bobbe. But Bobbie didn’t want it to look [a half whisper. Her excitement L . . She went to moving picture shows. ' rose-white. She wanted it to look like | seemed to choke her. 5 Re(]e atlons ora e READ THIS FIRST: y Aunt Gertrude on the other. She walked all over Hollywood. She |old ivory—like the complexions of (TO BE CONTINUED) Bobble Ransom, a demure liit g hair came along behind them 'm not homesick,” Bobbie said manicured her nails until her finger |the other girls that she passed on| But 1t was not Mr. Ebbinger who {school teacher of 22, is anythinz/and stopped to buy a Hamburger [to herself. She wasn't. I'_otlth‘em 5 ends felt raw and uncomfortable. the boulevard. Girls with their eyes|was calling from the Magnifica Stu- ostion.' Ibut the flip sort of girl you| wich at the hot-dog stand on|” She w too busy listening to| One morning she went out to Cul-|made up so that the lashes looked | dios after all. The call was much Theough s V0 Daonoen iqu\\a'::“z:;mlkml to the post box, depos- | would expect to be “movie struck.” | Vine street, | Stella Delroy's voice going on and |ver City, where some of the greatest ja half inch long. Girls with flaming |more important than that—to Bob- In my astonishment at Mrs.|lted our letters, came back to the However, that is exactly what she| Bobbie stood stock still andjon about the movies. The hope-pstudios stand. She had a wild idea|Cupid's bow mouths, with long silk- |bic, at least. Read about it tomorrow Baker's gesture toward her throat door of the apartment building be-|is. For years she has been dream-|stered at him. |lessness and heartbreak of - them |that perhaps some director—some | sheathed legs showing to the knee, |in the next installment of “The Hol- & T almost forgot the errand upon |fore she spoke again, and I knew ing of going to Hollywood to brea “Who on earthishe?” she asked /il you didnt “go over bg” right|producer—might see her, and sud-|with coats tight-drawn around ! lywood Girk” which Lillian and I were supposed (she was decp in the problem pre- jinto pictures—just as her dead | Stella, who shrugged her shoulders |from t start—and xfmst people | denly decide he neede her in a pic- | slenderly rounded hips. Girls whose - to be bound. In fact, I had taken sented by the odd conduct of the mother always dreamed of going and looked world-weary. |didn’t. Even some of the big atnr's ture. After all she was a type, and | beauty fairly hit the eye. Y a step toward her rapidly retreating | fourth floor lodger. lon the concert stage. The only| “Oh, just one of the extras in had hung on for bio ey s [ caslen{ DID AR DSOS e, To hit the eye—that was the big | Menus for {he Fam([y figure when by friend's hand| “Our job iswt finished by any drawback to her amgbition to bo-|some Biblical movie they're put-|part came their way that made| Bobbie, who was so wise and|idea in Hollywood! Not (o be lost clutched. my arm and I promptly means,” she said, and spoke nojcome a film star, so she thinks, is/ting on over at the Magnifica Stu-}them over m:htfslvars whose very |sensible about 50 many things, was|in the crowd! swung back to her side and walked | more until we were safely in my|lack of mone Everything she | dio,” she explained in a drnwl-‘nam«s took Bobbie's breath away'like a child when it came to her am-| And not to be lost in it is some- BY SISTER MARY with her to the front door. As I|bedroom again carns has W of slipping |“The to fal] of 'em. Make you|when Stella uttered them in her|pition. thing of a feat, even for a very very o A opened it Lillian spoke in a voice| “It’sa lead?pipe cinch,” she finally | through her extravagant fingors, | think of the House of David, don't |matter-of-fact way. As sho was golng along beside a, beautiful girl, For there are so nfuny| Breakfast—Sliced canned pineap- pitched high above her usual tones, observed, as we were ing into b 8] loves nice thin — ex- " “It's all a matter of luck,” she|high white wall that hies from peautiful girls in Hollywood that |P!® cereal, thin cream, whole wheat und 1 know that she meant Mrs, |our night attire, “that this Mrs, ve perfumes, silk undercloth- ¥ went on. said, “tomorrow morning I'll show |View the greatest movie “lot” in|good looks are a drug on the market, | (025, smoked haddock on toast, Baker to hear her word Baker has something to do with this ing, hand-embroidered frocks. Purple-blue fwilight came down |yoy where to go to have your pic- |the world, a door in it opened sud-! No matter where you look, you can | 1k, coffee. “It's ridiculous for two of us to| business of the masked dancer and| She tries to borrow huy- {over the wide while street, and [{ure taken. Them you can godenly. see a raving beauty who has failed to | uUnchcon—Baked vegetable soup, be going out with the letter: she | also that she is a close associate of | araq sllars from her father and |vellow l{L’l!As began to sparkle and laround to the casting directors in “I'll just try to slip inside,” shc‘g(.[ into the movies, nd sensibly croutons, \\h_ole wheat lettuce sand. * said. “Give me yours and I'll run | Jack Leclie. The matter of the!pep Aunt Gertrude, but |twinkle “on the hills above the|the studios, and leave your picture 'thought, when the door suddenly taken up some other kind of work. wiches, stuffed apples, milk, tea. to the post box with all of them lancer need not both: now that | witho ss. They both refuse|town. A wind blew the salt smellland your telephone number with banged shut. A girl with a face like the young| Dinner—Veal steak eh casserolo, At the same instant she peremp- | we have s d ourselves fo T¢ r a penny to go on such ocean into the sireet, andlthem, Maybe they'll call up for| It might have been the gates of |Lillian Russell's may serve you POtato marbles in piquant sauce, torily heckoned me forward, and I|Mary is not mysterious ma a wild goose chase. So does An-|th per trees in a lot filled With |yoy within a week or so, and may- | Paradise closing in her face. your breakfast cakes in Paulaig’ | SPiNach salad, chocolate bread pud- raised my own voice in recognition |beaufy. Dut the that Jack Jerrold, who's in love with |“used” automobiles began to SWay |he they’il never call npos She stood and looked at it With'restaurant on the boulevard. The | 9in& whole wheat bread, milk, cof- of the cue she had given, and Mrs. B : ¢ hers Is that all there is to do?”|disappointed eyes for a sccond, and | cigaret girl in the famous Mont. |T0¢: \ “I want a bit of air,” I told her. ere is sometl b Just betore the opening of school | Bobbie caught her breath sharp- [agked Bobbie. then placed the fiat of her small|martre restaurant has hair like Billie| Children under school age should hand upon it. It vlelded as she)purke's, and an exquisite little face | N0t be served the fish suggested in § pushed it gently—and she stepped | perfectly divided into Greek thirds, | the brealfast menu. With this ex- inside! The girl who blended Bobbie's, CEPtion they may be given any of CHAPTER X face powder on that hot September | h¢ dishes planned for the d sure that every child up to ten years # of age drinks or receives in one way or another at least three cups—one and one-half pints—of milk daily. The stuffed apples may be just the ert you are looking for to serva to your card club in place of ice cream. If you wuse them for a “party” place each apple on a round The Wooing of Mary Proceeds back teeth. But “why? That's the “It's stifling in here,” will bear watching. I 3 one fall cortain Mrs. Burrage 'ly at the sight of them—of those| “Oh! All right then,” she said.| know why. ofiers Dobbie a chance to go to second-hand automobiles Al “The atrect_door closed b hind us "‘.’J' [ "q"“" > wished in .1‘.‘|\m4>1‘:,‘:”\ ‘rv.v.‘.r‘:“‘z'yd s \u:u»!u”‘xr\s s‘;g;un‘!v:\’\‘/‘ :moxr‘ ‘h; the door and her small pathetic nd she turned to me with a com- bolstering of my opinon. T told my- e N ae AT = Clhier think of Andy Jerrola. Tris |20 was litted ;i«;lyr,y e ey RSt Pepletey S P\n;‘ S e il Pl ‘,“‘»‘,‘,:,‘,l(.uhl.;.‘1"“." cides to go to France ad, andi face canie hefore ther = ihib brosnilon 1 qerd co e e ce {like glorified circus-grounds beyond | herself. She had tried to get into e F{ELE e i tealing o | ORNIE LA By el nothl e e s vith s Mashing | obhie noticed the woman first, | the igh white wall of the studios. | pictures, too, and had faited. | Tonattid Tanah PRI S of Ter but school teachin it tocth nd friendly gray €ves. AMY 5o was small and dark and on| She cxpected color and confusion| But beside Bobbic's smooth cool | re absorbed in our own affairs| of hers. ting probably for that ; ‘\‘:‘:»; {he sight of a window they |MeT face she wore the kind of pow- and glitter. Noise of shouts and ham- | peach-blow loveliness she looked and had paid no attention to her YesI do.”” T said ea tly. i :n{ e e Lot ;U_. M;, it S | der that makes the skin look fash-|mer blows. Painted m:n_p!u' in Ln ;\io‘x}r; alnd a1:;[1(;1,‘1\514»?‘!,. For Bol queer behavior. But what do you because you and I both fear th Ll foa e e G T s W.‘] with shoes, tha | 1o0ably sun-tanned. Her eyes were costumes coming and going m_n, hie m‘samA- )m.,, that t..(‘.othor gl R R O s R N whom Bolibie's father is in love, |mind. I e o il |extravagantly made up, and her brilliant southern California sun-had lost long ago—a young and ser throat?” which Jack Leslie's acquaintance 10nds her the moncy, and Bobbic window. And such shoes! The Kind ., o0 ooy round scarlet stain, |shine, Movie camera cager freshness that made her look | “PrY” bl 5 “That she had lost her voice, I|with Mary is being ied on.” in deflance of her family, sets out |of that Hollywood bu; B M| uWho s she? Bobbie asked| But instead of that she found her- | like a beautiful blond choir boy. S iAo ot ot cdices 1ppose,” T returned. “Coil it the woving of Mary|for Hollywood to make o tremen- |wears and “gets away with An:“']‘g\-l.”,t Delroy. but L shrugged self in a sort of street. Low white ou're foolish to use powder on | .. Stuffed ‘Apples . 7 Biilian snodded Lillian caid grimly, “and yow'll have |dous effort to get on the Wwith threc-ineh heels of Tt |and smiled with one- side of her plaster buildings faced it on either | a skin like that,” said the girl behina | Pare and core smooth apples ‘of “Perhaps she had— t it | the correct name for the thing.” | She fnds a room in Mrs. Man- |leather. Shoes with ankle straps of |pii S0 side. A truck stood before one of | the counter, handing her her little | Uniform size. Cook in heavy syrup ing us,’ she returned. “There's 3 gaw's rooming house, where there gold kid. Shoes of pale green sueds | “ugo " yohoqy» she answered. |them, and two huskies in overalls | package. | to which the juice of one lemon _to one thing certain—the woman was | (Copyriz 7. by Newspaper |arc three other gi —pale rose kid. Bralded leather gy, 'rpn 49 Angus MacCloud.” were unloading furniture from it. She did not say it aloud, for it 3CH cup of sugar has been added. times get thelr meals | an-|shoes for” beach wear. Bright scar- | 'y "o oy that Bobbie looked | At the far end was the one fouch | was her business to sell face powder. | 2aste apples, cook very slowly and gan's beautifully neat kitchen flct shoes for dancing. Blue Jid{, T T Ting saw that he was of romance in the whole scene—a | But she shook her head hopelessly | CAFefully to ' prevent them from n is a mystery to Bob-|shoes for street wear — At 1S |y, ot her, He was a big blond Chinese street set, built long before 'as she watched Bobbie's slender | PFeaking. When the fruit is tender 1 Sand ilionalBepelooking, shie oy sstrontinetpinp Hollmacd, man with a nice fricndly looking cvidently. For the bunners that flut- | figure vanish in the sunshine. |and clear remove from syrup and a wondorfully ~cheerful, gay,| “I must have a pairl” Bhe Slgh-|p o orxoent for o pair of ice-blue tered from its balconles were tatter-| Out on the street Bobbie stood |CHill Cook syrup down until thick |and colorful house that seems t stopping in front of heM.|...¢ {hat held Bobbie's brown lu- ed and faded by many suns, and the | waiting for a gap In the stream of | ¢20Ugh to jelly. Combine equal parts Dol pta i onyiTEnal: I s sec anVIINE 80 &10T- | inous ones for a full minute. gilt paint around the latticed win- | Westward-moving automobiles |of chopped nuts, sceded and chop- fis, ihel ””)‘;"" AR e In your life as those green |my .. she glanced away from him. |dows was tarnished. Her hat was in her hand, and 11\-‘:"',':‘] o 1""‘;1 Oranes ’;‘““"‘““““’ j Hutosgnigaices Rans Savranges wavidLfolos! | Outin the street she asked Stella| wHey! YWhatcha doin® {here?” |wind ruffled her shining hair up | Vith the jellied syrup and fill cavi- BRI B A A e 5| “Never!” agreed Stella Delroy, |y i\x‘g:lh‘ MacCloud was. She was ,.uml.\{?f} 1;‘,:“‘:Z.‘rnd*,’,"‘v,l,,,“,{‘.‘x.‘,;,| around her head, and made nier | HCS Of apples with the mixture. Mask s, to tell her abo [equally enchanted, “but don’t start|sure he wasn't at all well known in popie jumped T T | short skints billow out around her | ®2¢h apple with whipped eream unautersatiloe sovle Saciesy Hooldne: at: aloflies o S yowILE K0 e oviar world, Tf e, WAk, WhY | il REere s B s te. | slightly sweelened and flavored with arts ont with Bobbie the might of \crusy in this town. Come on, le T Tor a minute she wondered where i 1 [ vanilla. A cube of bright red jelly Sl BN OF fcrazy in this town. d . hadn’t he ever been mentioned In!1a¢ great rough voice was coming| AS she stood ng o brush| o ERG et Bl Ion her arrival when she's eaving the ffind a place to eat. I'm as hungry |ine motion picture magazines? | from, and then all at once she saw, | them down into place, she felt that | @ Maraschino cherry can be used to LR Lanes S0t o e Caniton 3 sm. | O, he's sort of director over at mhere was a small window cut into |SOMeOne was watching her—some- | §30ish the dessert. [anloyad e hestaurant. | They went to Carlton and Arm- {yragnific udios,” Stella Delroy | 11 s fidide. 5 one who sat in a huge olive-gre e o NOW GO, ON WITH THE STORY |strofig's famous ¢ litlles séstairant |aniiiorad) oI know | Hime—naal hal i orte hearsst bulldl, and) o0 M08 S0 8 B0EES C . M if WHITEFOOT TAVES IN ; | CHAPTER IX where rost of the movie starshave |xnowe who T am. But he wouldn't, %, r"“-'-'?\f;'fl e i - onsistent Viot (BY THORNTON W. BURGE : /7 | Somehow, Bobbie felt that sheflunched or dined at somo tme of |injnk or speaking to an extra girllgc' . it W8 A6 WhO WS GOWE| Bg Kl g b ves Tt was the A1l HEoue s Mt soui-aiways find 7 {would have liked to be alone the other. They T-{:vl"\fi"'”i_':f‘""‘_”‘“‘i*“ Ohfuniess he nad a crush on her.|Upiiions see the sign fo keep!Man she had scen in Carlton and There's naught like peace to ea {fist Ums. SHe saw Hullywmood (8 fH e 8l e ntath s | oDakd fhe runslest fidng about 8l ogens e sonred, Eis Binl-dox tace | ATMSiIone's pastiiivant the nighi s amina: | Boulevard. She did not want to gL TSR0 SBIL, BTG, DER | bus . AlL the big birds in it|oricheq from the window and ap- | Pefore— the man who was a “sort | share 1t with anyoue this once imand black coffec. re just as nice and friendly, and | Chitef 2 5 s of director” at the Magnifica studios. Whitefoot the Woodmouse _ Sl S | peared in the doorway of the build- g L studios. g o | For years she had been picturing| 1 You were grossly rich, little haif-baked nobodi m;c”n,, What had Stella said his name was | — | ing. | Wihitatoot ‘the - Woodmouse had it to herself, and reading about it espl: ned, you went to the ‘“‘,’"‘.- MacCloud walk around ilke pea- | nATYowAa Bk itte black ol —Angus Something or other? e seen the narrow escape of Chatierer |in motion-piciure magazines. 1In ‘J‘“ UKEp TeatEInt "”:’" ”"n*‘\{j O |cocks. Come on, what do you want} .o and waved a fat hand | MUst be sure to ask Stella. S E I er d it was a jumble of palm |The movie stars went there o) €d-1to buy for your breakfast or- | 85 0 ‘ Btes 1 But &t ‘ I~ the Red Squirrel from Terror the her mind it was a jumble of palm Lo Bhiiyg oD yOUn KRl taat RLomore [ SHan e e ra anlaa roenilt _But Stella was not at home when Goshawk. Yes, indeed, he had scen |like uncooked saus: plump and | Bobbie got there. No' one was at it all, - Little shivers had followed ; A Imgttied fann MEad loolins, home but Mrs. Mangan, who was one another all ove 1 from the actors in make-up snatched a bite ‘W k at them. . stered her into a big open-alr| Tt O TN N Y oUT sitting at the dining room table, tiv of his long tail v:an-l along his \ ; A w;: ‘f‘” nd then dashed back to | “Some day !;-Y‘I ¥ l\w‘“.’.'l)l!;k' vl"z;:‘r‘" that was S{v‘llxll ovxt;fx;_ 1‘::1; he velled, coming toward her threat- anrllm'?" knives and p\,lx bone to the end of his nc the sty < me, I don't and sugar and oo 5 “Letter for you, Miss Ransom,” | watehed Terror try to catch § For ycars she had t ircam- * Stella said with an upward |cream. Bobbie never had anything “"SV : e calied out. “Right there on the | e >N ing of the magical moment when |glance from her green flecked eyes. | for breakfast but a cup of cottec, | Pt &‘]‘y"."l'l‘;-”‘“’(t'{:\'”‘l o et P B e Now, under the circumstances, | : she should first set her feet upon| Then she brooded. “I shouldn’t| went back to Mrs. | H b O ated ryes. &he| Bobble read it, sitting fn front :ld't you suppose that Whitefoot | 2 have said that,” she added. *“You |Ma arm in arm like two old ')/ ““\‘:‘r Herate oo "]y,"l of her windows upstairs, would have hoped that Terror would bl | “Ana now, here it is at la may get by—you may go big if you | fric ogether they went intoly o o Never—and she| “WhY can't you forget all the teh Chatterer? It was Chatterer |she sighed sly o herself |ever get your chance in pictures. the j¥mal ool awm fonc ot [P1E SRS LB ok e SRV e e Andd Tortols ran viio had taken possession of Wi {as she and red-headed Stella | IP—that's the rub—IF!" | the ir white tin boxes frem the | She s Oy 1. | written to her. “Why can't you come oot’s home. It was Chattercr who close to the entrance | rounded the corn d it burst| She turned on her suddenl |cellar-way shelf and put the break- | She had been spoiled and scold- | and’ seitle down' | and. e iy 1d been calling Whitefoot all kinds and darted in upon her vision. | “How ola arc you?” she snapped, |fast things in it. Afinrotened i me R e e e e b i bad names. It was Chatferer Tt did not look at all the way she | fork in mid-air. [ estenia ) stawiend over ¥ the Winbxes. A8 Nome/ ki hen fatlien and s Aunbl Lon WS EEEEE L CRYeE et whom Whitefoot had had to, 1. 8o he was spending ‘nag expected it to lock; things| “Twenty-two,” Bobbie answered. |“Mrs. Mangan's so good and kind Gertrude. Andy Jerrold had a e I e e RS EeS s B Tt meR | Ve pare S patelbe (s nevar db. And (anyway, who! cotila (1 #ou raont Took 4\ IStally) DEL-fihat. o' almosbispainful)t ahs (UCAIgE Box sslle she seveln prinec| PR KoM ALSHE By encuzsh fo) r the Goshawk appear 0. It wasn'ta nice coustuly fecl- jiaging such a street as Hollywood | roy, whose real name was RIggs, |whispered, “but she's as pernick- 1055 bit of Dresden chifa that would Bt 41ong for you te ina posoursell: | Separate earrings of tortoise shell for a minute it looked as if he at all that Chatterer | Boulevard ? answered. “You look like a bab i as an old meid. Imagine any- | Preak with rough handling. Her| W€ Pl ke copg 1510 & home, With | magching the hat ornaments, also of catol | Ghatterer, a great fear took| (Copyright, 1927 W. Burgess) § lke the midway| That wasn't true. Bobbie didn't|pody asking you to keep your VERULY had always caused hcr to he|fe 1o ke care of you. The only | {orioise, is a new whim of fashion possession of Whitefoot—a fear that a fair. Something like [lock like a child, but she had kept stuff put away like this. It ccrtain- |Sn€led out in a crowd at home. L '].”_:,‘:.“m et P == = Terror would catch Chatter The next story: “Chatte a s £ “Omar, the Tent- |t ow she saw that she was less| - TSy les of bread-pud- the tender mouth and the clear in- |1y does take the apple-cake! o g ; 5 2 e tender mouth a - |ly does take the apple-ca than nohody at all 1o this rongh. | 1N and pot roasts: thought Labvie, | FLAPPER FANNY SAYS: Youwll find it is that way in the | o wors Maker.” \ ooy : chil ore wis bed. & . Sobbie y s Worrie Maker.' E z lik ny nocent eyes of a chiid. or In bed, a half hour I Bobbi oine g A e Great World. People will quarrel Lo other clty str n southern Cali- |no record of hidden things in her | ihought about Stella Delroy. She|l00KiNg man who was coming toward } 8228 down into L :vl:tlms street hetween themselves, but when a facc. She had the spiritual un-|seemed so bitter, so. disiilusioned, |1¢F- What was one good-looking girl T s Bread and but- | g : o {more or less to him, who had scen | mops. Mending baslkets. common enemy app they —_— 3 : mmon e b alf the Bas Tolivercond to sleep at the movics after a nited. ! L s : came more : innocent have. from which all the sawdust has run |3lf the beauty in Iollywood e e Chatterer whisked out of sight in the ‘l‘ our Health . il e her Stella Delroy looked ! o, . e t Tos him. she o Just vaecther of |BATd Gay's work. Quoling your hus: e T . o e : . ite b . v Stella 1 out. | s e Dunbite e iy te b band to other women at the card ’ );“I“ i tump AN " L5 sell fresh orange juice delight- ler and wiser than she really “I hope Hollywood docsn’t do to e ; ads ‘]‘-? ]' "“’i‘ Glih; M. Jerrold says" hawk flew away to search for a 2 S Sl e B Bt R, everywhere”—and it was his job | €'ub. Mr. Jerrold seys breakf “wher Whitefoot How to Keep It— ahobs. Witk v]llv'x" e s R e re sl yoats A A x)l:Ll Hp": et 1‘°\l\:%\vo put her out. It was his job 1o bhe me!"” said Bobbie Ran- | L Lo, sy el e ald Causes of Illness boy blossoms coloring the air |trying fo put myself overn” Stella |garkness and touched her face and | hard-boiled. For the film studios of | FHF § :’: e AhL e glfen turnl Souhie Bignad. L Jemmt at 1t 3 i along the sidewalks. told her, stirring her liitle cup of [pair, How soft and smooth they | HOlIVWood are guarded like art mu- | /B0 TarRolE St S e tEge e Lniting about 1t at Doors of shops stood open to the |corice. “I'm about ready 1o give UP woro—they felt like beauty. el s e e L R e PRI e s ummeme | R |<na gt myself a in a beauty | Stella Delroy had no beauty. simply aro not allowed within thair Pl S n ST 587 asraid thal e s Iparior or soda fountain like all the | T guess T'll get along all right,” | B3{fS—and that's the cnd of it. o e 0 10 gah) from here. He'll be afraid that : QL e : s ¢ 5 “What d'va mean, buttin' in|On the yellowish-white powder that | Terror the Goshawk will come back Editor Journal of the American of the girls who fail in ““.' mO- Bobbie thought comfortably, drop- here?" askei iy, and laid | ¥aS to make her look like all the D i Thees Metor| BaiMoall hssooiation and 1oy —I'll never go back home” [ping off to sleep in the blue-green f):‘ P e “l;ljé““"“":”f"“;‘ nt J‘“_" | bthor: Holtgeond besuties : . & e ] T & Health M Home! For a second the SUPDEr |bed. She wondered lazily what col. | NS seusage-lik ers on Bobbic's od beau S TRRIID RO T aval ykdla; tho. Mt ) | Y o soft little wrist. She winced. . an idea that T shail not be hother “Take your hand off my arm she said to him, exactly as she might | ST4DES under her arm, Bobbie set at home flashed hefore Rob- [op ad been before Mrs. Man- Yy Ghi in-orice e I8 away. from e remains of sewers in the eit ) : oAy Dic's inward cye. The white cloth. fgan got busy with her paint brushes. e have spoken to & bad child in {he | OUE With Stella for the Magnitica | first reader room at Locust street | Studic " of the Assyrians, built in the yea : M2 he olive ofl bottle and the vinegar | The next morning Bobbic went to o Whitefoot possessqd himself | 900 B dicate that the disposa £ Y B k By cru under the electric Hght. fa photographer on Wilcox street and | chool. At that touch all her courage | GO right in there,” Stella said, rushed back to her. siving her a push as they went into JRa B e il kB At I Hets fiee wlnnve plped an fic 4 iR of flowers in the mid- | had her picture taken. She had it | required lot 2 portant part in the life of man ¥ g ; ‘She nothing is worth hay . sn't| \Without any apparent knowledse SR She stopped feeling like a|the entrance building, and came to he q].’w“u"ji‘}f»“;f;.m o Hin of bacterial infection, ‘the anelents| [l SIREANIN o naughty little boy caught sncaking | 8 Open door marked “Casting of- | | look hastily, but ¢ dptedall We g A under the flap of a circus tent, and | ¢ followed iobbic into the 8nd. 100k hastily, by i - removal of such wastes for a ien e anieta e b I directions, and then scamper off | oonwio o 0” vogios) existence, H £ cel like he gain— & just as fast as his legs could take ‘\,““. '\,‘.,‘ :\",;”‘l, > ,,L s -K,‘,j““ % g e and quite a brave, self-reliant self. T'll»“da a bare and clean looking. him, Whitefoot promptly hurrled | yoa.% je of rocent origin. & i SRk : 2 : A Sha But her courage had no ore | THCTe was nothing in it but a desk ©1927 BY NEA SERVICL INC over and into that big stump. “N 1 he, “T will in peace for a wi 1y way.! the girl at her side did not hear her,, She had turned toward | so scared 6he was swaillowing her | vice, Ine.) | ts and Saturday noons, ,ow morning?" trecs, famous stars sailing by in [nesday nights a igh went (00,0 s took Bobbic's arm a automobiles, and restaurants where and all the i | she and C that only the Very | she was like a little girl with a doll - | The next morning, with her photo- ¢ i ik SR : : A i effect on the hardboiled gatekeeper | ® Wall of filing cabinels and three Dampress and Fever Ty S § B 3 A & N than her beauty had had. ch, An acacia tree swayed in the | 1t you have a hot head you'll special bulletin on the 3 5! ) 2 3 53 4 yourself out o here warm wind just outside the open | get a cold shoulder T hitefoot had to ma the department s g ¥ e 0 e I : 1 he said gruffly, and pushed her back | Window. his b v atterer had torn ! r Pos B’ 3 - b X 4 3 : toward the swinging white gate,| “I'riend of mine, Mr. Ebbinger,” that bed ¢ “My, n 18,000 ¥ 4 3 ; : : ; $ still holding her by the wrist. Not | $4d Stella to dark young man in | 1ents in 3 3 B s 4 2 until she was out on the sidewaik | & brown suit and brown velour hat, | said whitefoot, “ 3 € 1 r ¥ . . X 3 fellow has . my! 3 P r n A . 3 : WY . did he set her frec. Then the door | Who sat behind the desk, N T D EE_TOD a drecdful thing emy e dis ¥ ', G i 3 v : slammed in her fac Ransom L like that You v, t i A boF o ¢ " 1 It was a moment of deep shame The man gave a jerk with his| R S t : ¢ ] > S ; : ; : : for Bobbls Ransom, head and Stelln waved a silent good- ST( ) Q I ES amount to anything. 2 W i B ol 5 e S 7 £ Shame burned in her cheeks like | PYe to Bobbie and vanished. Tt all came s Wh 3 1 ' i, PR - 3 y oy scarlet banaers all the way back | “Fill this out,” Mr, Ebbinger push- e haa thoug t erer t typhus fev : ; S R v 3 - i % to Hollywood on the strest ear. |5 Plece of puper taward Bobhie. e R the Red v i 5 \ i X i g ¥ : : g Shame that blinded her eyes {o the | There were half a dozen typewritton | MILY liked to watch the birds There we 3 H % p . 35 . sight of the distant foothills and the | Guestions on it, and she carefully | hop about in the apple-tree attentio Jesides, b A : 4 § .9 ¢ 7 : streets with their paim trees and | Wrote answers after each’ of them. | cachmorning. They chattered so to be wh W ¢ : ; i % 4 - S pepper trees—and deafencd her to |, Ber name. Address. Height. Color- over their breakfast. of Terror ¢ ¢ und e P e i i . 3 the cheerful sounds of a town th ing. Age. Weight. | But this morning all the trees White mse 5 v R, - g - scems always to be making holid After that ¢ wrote that she | were gone! All the grass was gone To be put out of a place hy a |could swim, ride a horse, paddle a | except a small patch near the common man in a derby hat and | canoe, play tennis, drive a car and house! ragged brown sweater! To be thrown | dance on her toes | “0! Mother! The world has left out like a tramp! Bobbie put her yel- “Regular n show, aren't us by ourselves!® cried Emily. low head, in its cunning felt hat, | vou?" asked lbbinger, with a “Everything has floated away.” down between her palms and shook | €olemn wink when she pasted the | “A big cloud has scttled down with dry tearing sobs. | slip on the back of her photograph | 2round us,” said Mother. “It Many another humiliation came |and handed it to him. makes a soft white curtain. Come her way in the months that followed, | It was plain to her that he did ... let's go out but none of them left the mark on|not believe she could do all of and find our it Kooy S % 9 i R Bobbie that this first one did. She|those things. trees.” Meanwhile, Ch riot o ¥ & b e ¥ : Sk . felt that she never could lift her “Oh, but I can!” she told him, and They found ten all about Whitefoo 2 " 3 RS head again. | then she stopped short. The man them, and soon v % 9 1 It was four o'clock when she got named Angus Something-or-other the cloud-curtain the first place, one of s stor B ¢ TR § 2 4 ' 4 8% : back to the boulevard, with its shops was just passing the open door. He rose into the sky. houses had heen disco 1 | ) % SRR P i and its excitements. And she hadn't | lo broken into. Tt 3 ted, t s Iz B L been on it two minutes before she al- | “Morning, Ebby,” he sald to the R§Mdnasa fhose nuts ! 50,000 ; ¢ 3 : ! fais : / | most forzot the beastly thing th i behind the desk, but his ice- He had ple t 1 : £t S e e e ¢ had just happened to her, | blue cyes were on Bobbie's eager A Gahn’ Bt ;. ) 1 y & beer 5 Ak % _ ik, o4 ; She walked along, hunting for a|upturned face, They scemed to all winter. But 5 wor S 4 S & et v little shop that she and Stella Del- | sweep it upa nd down, like a search- and he didn’t like the i z BE G D ey rg : roy had passed the night before, A | light. one elsa shonld them t at gy i # ¥ fascinating iittle shop where they | It was that very Siaitad out o' , v B b SRR 4 5 e mixed special powders and rouges Bobbie heard from Mr, robbed his storehouse. He me t y t suit the bu She was just out of the bathtub, *hat it was cither his cousi T v the “Such ski exclaimed the girl [ after her dusty round of the casting Jack the Gray Squirrel, ot t v “A PHONE CALL FROM THE MAGNIFICA STUDIO; Who did the mixing, as she poured [ offices, when Mrs. Mangan called to other things to think