New Britain Herald Newspaper, February 9, 1927, Page 14

o 0 St o oo Sl e o Lo h B S OSa L s WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 9, 1927. NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, Bobbie Ler dressing table, and re-read Lottie Schultz had left her at the stood still before) door of the jewelry shop. Just ds she was turning to go in, she stopped and swung aroupd again to face the street. Gus Mac- gan's swer it. If didn't ring. Monica did not call up either, nor did she drop in in her hurried volce calling very to her to an- v letter. She thought of how Andy's eyes had crinkley up at the cor-| ners when he brought her the flow Quicksands of Love ulary, girl. I'd advise you to acquire Stella Delroy is so badly burned ature Service, Inc. her nostrils widening and her chin and her white shoes were spotless, The jeweler shook his head. He startly oppose the use of coffee, he- Adele Garrison’s New Ph £ Cloud's cream-colored roadster was | breathless way. ers and the candy and the slave-] 1S0n's INew ase ol ’ o streaking by, with Gus in it, hat- “For two pins, I'd go to see her| bracelet last year. Nice boy v © JOHNSON FEATURES | 1926 HONEYLOU'ETC], | joss and coatless as usual. There |and find out how much she rees of | Andy. Nothing about him that] * . ) le him—and Bobbie | Gus,” Bobbie said to herself, on | made her breath ick was a girl beside him: 3 obbie sal 0 self, of e her breath come thick and| Revelatlons Ola Wl/e READ THIS FIRST: | his fingers. Jall right with me.” caught just a flying glimpse of her | the attornoon of Christmas eve. fast and her heart beat fast, wher Bobble Ransom, a domure little| She kncw what he was going to| He walked out of the liouse, and | face, A brown pointed saucy face| She missed Monica, much as she|she saw him. Nothing that made Lillian Indulges in a Tirade Against a similar one, only T know you'd | school teacher of 32, s anything but do. He was going to tell her how |through the open door she heard with blue eyes and a red, red, disliked her. After all, Monica had | her want to close her eyes and furn Mrs. Baker, never use it. You're too many Pur- | the flip sort of a girl you would ex- | much he loved her, and then he him get into his car and start the [ mouth that was wide and laughing, | been as good a friend as she had | her face up to his to be kissed—as| e B itan ancesters back of you, But|pect to be “movie struck.” However Would Kiss her, and she would for- |motor. It hummed on. She knew | Monica's face! 5 {ever had, for a while. | she always wanted to when she Lillian put her hands akimbn never mind that now. I've got some | she is. She tries to borrow money | &€t all about the wife back east he was waiting for her to come. CHAPTER XXX And it was very tiresome sitting | was with Gus MacCloud. azainst her hips and stared at me. |thing else on my mind. It Marys|from her father, a widower, and and the little daughter. She would ran upstaits to the guest-| Bobbie gazed after the cream-| here in Mrs. Mangan's quict house,| DBut, oh, he was good! And kind “ 7 o . | . sertrude, 'o her | forget how he could be cold and |1oom with its walls and draperies |colored roadster until it was just a hour after hour, with nothing to and decent, and she was homesick You have to tackle the spiel is on the level half our troubles | from her Aunt Gertrude, to take her i ng i 1 sh . 70 B *h thi v there Y hard and aloof when he saw her | of ashes-of-oscs, and its long mir- |shining speck far out on Holly- do. She had sewn cvery missing|for him the feast bit, and lonely. woman this morning!” she repeated. are over, for it's a cinch this Baker | to Hollywood, where she hopes to ¢ A 3 g sD “Will you kindly tell me what in|pest is simply a puppet in Jack Les- | get into pictures. The both refuse in the studio, keeping her in her rors, and lace-hung dressing table. |wood boulevard. {button on her clothes, manicured| She put her head down on the s hame of the sacred horned foad |lie's hands, ant it Mary sdes no more | to lend her a cent for “such a wild | Place as an extra girl during work- [ She wondered now it Gus's sis-| A cold little wave of something her nails until they were like pink edge of Mrs. Mangan's blue-green 4 you have to do that for?" |of her his only means of communi- | Boose chase.” So does Andrew Jer- | ing hours no matter what gheter r had furnished the house |tnat was more like sorrow than pearls, washed her golden halr to dressing table and cried and cried ] 152 soulh control yourssl, T told n with Mary will be cut off, for| rold, who's In love wWith her. might he to him, afterward. for him, or if his wife had done it. | jcalousy crept over her. Monica and | a marvelous fluffiness, polished all | and cried. her, with a mischigvous grin, for you are guarding her sufficlently| Finally sho borrows §300 from | “Noi" she said, and she got up she had lived here with [Gys, Monica and Gus, Together, |her slippers. ‘And yet,” she told herself! Lillian's poise is her pride. “I'll tell during her trips to her recitations.|the Widow Parkins, who is to 2nd fa e GRUAGEL it vood, in this Very| wOp well, who difference does it Three times a day she went]truthtully, even while she was ery- you all about it.” But—I—don't—know—there's some. | marry her father, and goes to|the pale W of the room lik N [inake if they are?” she asked her-,down to the kitchen and made cof-jing, “I'd sell thay watch-bracelet She sat down precipitately in the thing sort of fishy about it—tell me, | Hollywood. ~There fings a |ome lovely little statuette made| &b out of it, and got Into | e ympatiently, and she turned and fee. She could drink it and enjoy | tomorrow just to stay here in ieareat’ Chair, how did Mary act this morning when | Foom at Mrs. Mangan's, and meets | Of tinted porcelain. the ca Ilie drive home was over ||\ oyoq into” the jewelry shop. | ifs but she didn't zvvn; tmh \\I:vqx; | 1}97.515—“ ood, where Gus MacCloud “Make it snappy,” she commanded, 'she first caught sight of you? Did|an extra girl named Stella Delroy. -\'{f‘”‘“_‘"'»‘ "‘1’““} you "jl‘l"“”‘_ NLAL “‘-"_“““”"" fon G“’]’ “‘):’,(, “They've known each other for a (00d. Icrhn‘ns l: ;:”a“'rm g l(;r:'-‘{ s! o g Ygnoring my gibe. “That Baker you get the impression that she had | Through Stella she lands a small n:1 ‘L..:, .\r“«'“d d.“ 5\.:( like a mad “f[“fi‘, tas . 1: “.A’: long time—and I'm through with lf“d up on nl«]n?:x bty (7?“’1" 'lhll‘E’ (To Be Continued) woman is bad medicine, and if |como down on purpose to see you|Part in a picture at the Magafica &ll licr confusion was gone. & driven first ight, when they | L qivay, T don't care what he but ahe couldn't think ot anything | St there’s anything now come up con- and yet that somehow sho dreaded | Studlos, where Roy Schuliz, a fa- | Khew Just what she had to say toLad gone up Into the Bits 08 O] qoest R N e iy <t " " e il ke iim, C ow ay it. prners, took ti W wheels, S idn" ave any ctite lately. R cering her I want to know about it the encounter? ST e }u,“\\h’ et Bl i e Sy B b 11‘”' O et | But under that thought flowed JusAt“d;Lr;tm;\re 1y anRei Bl onto.” I stared at her in frank amagze- |interest in her. Gus MacCloud, the morriady, e andyarshed SUpgalad Sanns ; Sl i e a 5 i e e e et rank amaze- | ant director, falls fn love with |Pot. And I haven't any business |as if Satan were behind him. angiias e ‘l‘é’i‘:ig“‘“"l‘(;“'t;‘:: g;: lite seomed to be gone, all at once. our Health forthwith related to her the thi “How did you know?" T gasped. |her and she with him. He promises | being hicre with you. It never was | Bobbie said to him | Care 5 - S It T'd just geta call from Mag- | ¥ gasped, zht for me 5 ANt o as she got out. Put|never was through with him while, v oth tudio, T bot I'd | which Mary had told me during my| “Never mind that,” she said, hur- | her all the help he can. Monica ;‘hl\( m»flml to ceniy Ir‘\m mfo]rr | =t o hoxlghe still missed him the way he | nifica or any o vir sudio e How to Keep It— . v hiaband's | Hledly: “Mavbe Jut, a player at Magnifica, advises knew that you're still married. ost as soon as her s&he : > | pep up again e told hersel | walk in the park with my husband’s riedly. “Maybe I only guessed. Mont, a player Tagnitics, udvises s loakiaal Cat: her Qirren he ground — gone did every minute of the day. Christ eve, when she went to TR Liem Thienen quisi.| Wan 810 you sy ta Sox doi s [mecido oplarup fornlntand Men it AT it ow, it A i “He's selfish and sulky and 'y early so {hat she could forget | Causes of Illness 1y enough, but I noticed that her fin-| *“I said.” I began slowly, turning | becomes jealous when she does! irneg Iware e window, his with a roar and a rush. 4 Dec eAT 8 ks G| x ! y . whei hands in his pants pocke “And gone for good, T suppose,” [spoiled” she told herself as she (na¢ it was Christmas cve and al gers had folded themselves into fists the light on the particular memory| Dobbie goes home when her Bl - % y | e little box that A 5 slowly suffus- | cryy shi ‘av | aunt suddenly dies, and ber fathe “And, anyway, 1 don't like the Dobbie said to herself as she 'handed the jeweler the littie box that | tjme of merry-making for eve W : ;x:‘d-:-;‘t’;:chofi;rr“&':f:i];)z:zlx"r;n’\:rljx SR e L S e i s You treat me,” she went on in | watehed the car vanish around the |contained ‘Aunt Gertrude's brooeh. | jody but herselt. “It scems so| TFditor's Note—This is the thira o ang o hEF Teet imnd alowisy | Ing. Macvs. You mistibe teallig bt | Anas m the Widow Parkins. clear firm voice. You can't {comer. She didn't know whether |“And he doesn't really care for me.' popeless and deadly just waiting |9f & Series of four articles by I Gionrly. mpplisd folthe lodger on'thie| ter—mare ! like" yoiir old!ssl | Andy Jerrold begs Bobhiz te marry t that vou're going to have a she wanted to laugh or to cry.|He just likes to make love to me here, and nothing happening.” ‘;“t?:lr:s Fishbein, nationally known fourth floor all the opprobrious epi haven't been awake at ths hour for | him, but she back to Holl ure to direct one of these day she did both as she went up |because he thinks I'm pretty. That's| At ten o'clock she heard Stel '\_(h; '~T1 authority, on the effects of thets I ever had heard with a cath- |weeks, have you? P { wood. Mer her sends her a 2nd that I'm an extra girl. And Jrs, n's 1\0:'\\"4 stairs and ajl. He's one of these men that fall' come in. Her steps were slow and | /10 !OI}ICM habit. Today Dr olie selection from thoss I had not Did you notice any change in her | brooch set with old monds that 1I'm not used to being tr the clean bare hall into her |in love with a thrill and never with | dragging upon the steps. Well, it] I';”:); “rfl“‘llfl rxml L(“f) as a poison bl ; ; 2nge 8 s SRy vay by peop home W erself.” o s i little | e final article h e Tt was » finished performance, and afier you talked that way to her?” | had belonzed to Aunt Gerirude, | Way by people. Back home—"! vyl g sl (e omun Hersol | ISR LEReOmE G0 ‘lt“?(‘h,ag ‘and | the psychological ef cts“olx] e when she finally ran out of breath Lillian went on. {and Bobbie makes up her mind e back hom He turned c lay she happene | The joweler, a wizened bald-head- | table all day ong, Py a | bacco. she looked at me with shame-faced “ I thought I did,” I returned, “but | to scll them when bher money gives o0 her suddenly, “You can't for- bump into Lottie Schultz. | e man, was looking at the dim old trimming and polishing other \\om-‘ % i 1t Mac A 1 cs oo Fasititohiod o stisnt | out get that you're here in Hollywood, | S on her way to &lggamonds through a magnifying en's mails. | (BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN) “I feel better now,"” she sald meek- | of imagination, so I put it out of xy))" She finds that during her ab- Where people are pgetting aw weler's shop on the hnuvln\'ard glass, o Christmas eve r:3r sun.‘I Editor Journal of the American ty, and, despite my worry, I shouted ‘mind.” E Mor has been given a | rom their narrow fool notions to sell one of Aunt Gertrude's dull |° uny you want to sell all three of either,” she thought. But the| Medical Association and of i with laughter. |t lant a bad idea to trust your| €000 PATt in & new movie, ani has about never looking at one anotlier | old diamonds when she saw Rer |inem he asked, scenting a good thought was mot comforting. Shel Tygeia, the Health Magasine. | “You ought to* T told her. “I|first instincts” Lillian said, suc-|Lbought some new clothes and |if they happen to be married—I | walking along just ahead of her. | paxgain, { was just as sorry for Stella as she [ The opponents of the use of {o | Rever heard much an aggregation of |cinety. Then . she drooped Into a|Tented a flat, on the strength of it, |5k you, what difference docs it| She was all fn white, and every-| “uOni ono, T think,” Bobble an-|would have been, it ghe had been, baceo, even in moderation, are in Rear oaths in my life.” |chair and cupped her chin in her|Jrs. Mangan says she has been | Make to anyone if you come up |thing about her was trim and per-|gyereq, | naving d time, herself. clined to list it with morphine, co- “And not a real cuss word among palms, while I waited for her to muil | 'unning around with Gus, too, b “N'_ffl supper? I)Iy “lrr\“ doesn't Under her snow-white r'mi Then she added faintly: “They're| Christmf$ morning was gr and | caine, alcohol and other habit- Lillan returned proudly. over the things I had told her. | he seems to be more in love with | ITow it and doesn't care- imet, her hair was dark and shin- | .o "000q glamonds, even it they cold and cloudy. ; forming drugs. *That's what it is to have a vocab. Copyright, 1927, by Newspaper | Bobbie than ever. 1 care!” Bobbie interrupted him, |ing. Mer wool cape was spotless, |, "y C %yt 014 pachioned cutting.| DBobble lay in bed listening t0 There are indeed some who con the sound of Mrs. Mangan getting in a studio fire that she goes hack | §0ing up proudly, *“I care too much | too. % S i up a fine Christmas dinner for her- | lieving that such a timul |to her old trade of manfouring In | for myself to run around with a| TDobble liked the way she ‘swung dnew they were good d‘?"t“";fs- it aRd M angan, Dihed clab | Hon ot tes Raia ":“l’:“r’:“s; ;"r‘:‘w a beauty shog, | man who still has a wife, I care along, the ncat way she set her Put he waen't going to let her o g% qi1e 1ids banged, and the|is ,ml,n(mh,e ven T e Bobbis begins to think she will {00 much for myselt.” fet down on the pavement, the Kknow that he knew it. He was an|y ;. gowly filled with the rich| fossor W. E. Dixon of the depart. have to go back to her school| Her voice broke unexpectedly, she looked eagerly from shop old fox. & fragrance of roasting turkey and |ment of p,mm“omn 5t bis i teaching when she suddenly gots a |and she swallowed hard to keep | windows to geople'’s faces. She| In the end he gave her $70 for | baking Hubbard squ | versitics of Oxford and Cambridge call from Roy Schultz to do a back the warm tears that kept |looked so interested, o alive. 1|l~e' largest of the three dmmondc} Last Christm: s—v'lhc tiny Christ rts that the irritation of the swimming stunt in a picture. | coming up into her throat. | It was casy to sce how she Which was about one-third of What! o™y, tnat she and Aunt Ger- | throat which occurs following the On the set, Bobble hears some. * Ic-c-care too mucl e heard | could hold oy Schultz no matter (it really worth. (i ne chaid i e ToF A UKD L CeHIAE izt fobacesin s e extra girls talking about Gus. They herself repeating fooli for the | how many blondined flappers might | She took it thankfully, and car-| o¢ 1pe dining room table. The |due to pyridine, a poison especially mention the fact that his wife is third time. And then she was in come his way in the studios. iried it across the street to the| . .conts they had stacked m‘mm‘x‘“"mm to the tiesues “ni’"g the divorcing him back east, and when | MacCloud's arms, and he was lift- | She turned suddenly to drop bank. it—aAndy Jerrold running in at ten|mouth and throat. Bobbie sees him playing around ing her up as if she had been a some coins into a Santa Claus box| On the way home she stopped In! gclock with the biggest bouquet of Sensitive Persons Harmed with Monica, she makes up her balm-leaf thn. on a corner, and it was then that at one of the out-door markets, and gqewy violets that surely had ever IPhe amoltinEt ot bban 2 mind not to waste any more time | He carried her across the wide | she saw Bobbie. bought peanut butter and Whole | peen seen, with a five-pound boX|gycaq o Nrm: nmo“t‘“’j“c' ';:“ on him, even though she fs in love T0OM to the sofa, and set her there, | “Oh, hello!” she said in her wheat bread and coffee, | of candy from the Sugar Bowl, and | mane Sy SO G STOGNE OF carbon T By Thornton W. Burgess with him, She decides to tell him In the corner of it. He put his |bright asant voice, and caught | “Something cheap and fllling,” she a slave bracelet of green gold. |1 dersiitha gorsane Tt “"'5;“‘(]";\‘;1"’:* 4 |so that night when he comes to hands on either side of her face, |Ler hands in her own white-gloved 'said to herself, walking along under | It was still on Bobbie's slender | fur wioeion 1 amount of this ene Whene'er you know not what to do, | take her to supper. and as he kissed her she tasted the | ones. “I'm out Christmas shopping: the pepper trees and the olive trees wrist. She looked at It, and as She | faion in ordinar mm} o :m i Eebuatpca fo L e mulle T yon. NOW/GD! ON Wt ‘rrim sroRx| =iE ot hercwn tanreieh his meuti| Whac ek youl dolng2il 1 ‘!J\at ewayed ever so gently In the looked at if, it became JUSt | ient to cause sevious sfeotn = 7 ; z i “Little — silly — girl,)” he said | “I'm selling diamonds." obbie | wa; ¥ | bright blur seen through her tears. | 1 Sl iy R T capayiere do you want to £o to ‘Worrying about her respectabil- | focl particularly happy. Indeed, [ghe went on thinking, “and T Sronit1 ten! alll aboit me,’" she tHousht 10| poiscning i3 alcotas, uLe i o back to the dear Old Briar-patch. | there with ame foot on the step [y He kissed her evelids. |she felt very unhappy hecause sheleven dare to send any Christmas | self-pity. She hadn't had so much | of course in all types of tobacco and Feter was possessed of tne wander- [ thero with one foot on fhe SIS “Worrying because T don't ‘make had to sell one of the stones, bUt cards, They're too expensive. Five- |as a Christmas card from him. Per- | lin the manner n which the material ing foot, as the saving Is. That | | of fhe cream-colored roadster. Tt lovo to her on the sef, with a lot it was impossiblo fo bo biue i the | cont post cards will have to do.” | haps he had all ready found he | imay be smoked. 4 means that he just couldn't stay put. R heiar e e aos mooalmailogidng gon .., |face of Lottie Schultz's gayety and | gpo took them home, and sat at' nice girl she had always urged him | Tmmediately hehind the Tighted 1 He eoulan't ba contented at homs | Sanen Tolne) it Py Ecoble opened el cyen et “ Mrs. Mangan's little desk to write to find and marry. The thought|end of a cigar is a moist arca. Ti ( in the dear Old Briar-patch. Bobbia fhse herfihead b a litHow s e ae FULECRER D o] diamonds? What N poesagos on them. “Merry Christ- stung and hurt a little. ot e e i It's the time of year,” Peter ex- R e e e B LI hdo you mean?” Mrs. Schultz 1) 4o Anqy from Bobs.” “To wish; The front doorbell rang, and | the nicotine—the larger and hotter 3 plained to little Mrs. Peter, T i “;“”‘].,‘TLI" ey aateniand valked along - py4 ang my new stepmother | there came a patter of light feet on | this area the larger the amount of s “Huh!” sniffed little Mrs. Peter, hard and cold. “T want to talk o sotios trat an hon &° “”r_v"““”““_v"']““ ‘;:’:: her money yro vy Christmas.” the ‘stairs. | nicotine in the smoke. The fatter i 've heard that in the spring and L Sou tonight, Gus. TALE B0 10 010 i o il Iokds Dkt bl e e i ] T tuEhE o seud thim all phes-| Monlea, DUkl epen the door of | the cigar, the hotter this moist are ' I bt Vit e e sunumiy sad | ot those places where you sit side o fentursd plaserst And her then and Bobiis namded it to her, |Cnts, but I just can't this year,” she the room and bounced in all White | and the greater the amount of nico i I've heard that in the fall. If you by side on stools, We "can talk 8 aniorr’ pad ADC T then, and Bobbie handed it to her.| " o ™ 30 ™ Jrinean, who was foX fur and grayish pink silk, With | tine in the smoke. ' = 5 3 Yo & k S0 jealousy of Monica was in her She looked at it, turning it over Sald to Al LD, h X felt hat ed down| « i ould stay at home here in the dear much more easily in a place like {ona |2nd ‘over tn her gloved finwers, |orovheting something witk/ehall pink 8 DVES DIOE JBl B OPEmed (O | The cleametie has yery iitile molst Old Briar-patch, as you ought to that.” s o [FaRC NG 15T BONED Bers. wool, at the sitting room window, OVer her blue-black hair and blu-larca, €0 a much larger percentags SeiTonbepalilint ey ! | She pushed him away . from her. Look here” she said at last, WoOh ng : B rriae i etorer el e y,Du oL Y8 ongely “Why, I' i i o He gave a short puzzled laugh. Here she doing the very thing ncing up at Bobbie, “you won't I'm lucky to have a root over my chi JrossTtening i destro Damp to- bit.” LA e e e S “What's the matter with Helm oids 05 ar TiBAs natia Upabhitien Aorstn i s oxtnea | boad L “She had a small white box, all | hacco yields more nicotine than that i Eckinjjasiainre), abiior [nfs puz- | e | Babyiz. ¥ouve been gucer all Co. Teting Gus make love to her (lot, but the stones have that old- | She was lucky to have a warm, ,'.‘Nh‘m i ",d s ;3"??“ ;g Wl ko o, ; iy wled was. “Why, I'm alive all right, |t (o0 trong daylight by this time, | he said casily, and pulled her doWn and valle her out of her docision. | fashioned cutting, Why don't you comfortablo place to hve in, she gor "wis 8 Sho T b down on ) Tests of tobaceo dhusking on men- i ur:'I n?.u he demanded. In the second place, while Jimmy Deside him. He slammed the door | «pm going home,” she sald let me lend you some money thought, looking around the room. | “,‘“m_ Cm_h“m; et Dm‘”fl DOWOrsatg contradictory. One s res” retorted litdle Mrs. Peter | oeq some roaming about in winter, “1d they started down through the | sharply, and got up from the dcep on it?” {aheretwere! deap Weushions inuall | o USRI AR RECEC R e BIOKD OF ossrvere shows st el i [ Jouice Qilve-fom: ‘WOl ohe of LB b nomrit Ao o great deal of ft. Ho BED-UE dusk ofthe street [ couch with its piled silk cushions| But Bobbia shook her goiden the chairs, a fire of pine-knots| SyP7 EhS TEHIEEL W P PRCT| Ing lowers mental efficiency, espec- . @ays you'll never come back. T feel i, tyoycht the chances were that | At Sunset boulevard he turned ' of Chinese red and apricot and 'FRead. No, asn't going to let |burned rosily in the grate, and| . my way up t0ially in perception and in the asso- i it in my bones. One of tnese days 5 ? t, and started up toward the g1, S 2 Gussy's. He's having a whole mob | ciation of ideas in from 10 to 23 B fone of iese Ja¥S he was curled up somewnere asleep. | et FLREEhE | the} gold. Y Sehultz's Iend;Her money, fromthe Kifchencame'the wirmnil s ut i gor egz-mios anfl turkey: | nar want o secsbns Audien S Ak i Fou'll be caught by on In the third place, Petos thought he NS, purplish brown and mysteri- |~ Gus eot up, too. “I'm going to | ont of her cl She was going |spicy smell of fruit cake baking in| Goodby, lovey. Goodby! See ¥ou | ether inveetizaton ed. n i emies. I just know it That j,ou where Jimmy and Mrs, Jimmy OUS at that time of day. Lightt take you home,” he echoed her. |to stand on her own feet. Her hatthe oven. g : (e acn niesdeaion Slionenan LOIE 4 Souldn't happen In the. dear O were spending the winter, and it Were Patterned against them, show: € ot flie whols thing fs was sl in tho ring, and she could | Tho fragrance brought back » re- e o e avlingstuiad gk a9 Briar-patch.” wasn'E T th ing where the narrow roads wound don! e Yo b | When sghe was gone, Bobbic|smoking was able to do more rapid- t arat Uy asn't in this old house. So Peter 1 don’t trust me. You think | still go it membrance of last Christmas' gpancd the hox. Sl o P : Peter chuckled. “If you're 80 Wor- | jecided that it would be quite ai | 0 thelr tovs. | ol £ you and Tumiliat: [ “I¢ only T could! got some steady|whon sha mnd Aunt Gertradla hed| “onices ittin it was ons white] el Sorzect problemsiiin. axith- 3 :’leofl"mét‘:‘“,;'oSP’:W;’:",";’°“ i {etiotate s napiien eatlisind | m?"';’r’: N Qe hemsdekeina fyou W0 it youwre off me, it’s | work,” she sid to herself when |baked frult cakes, aided by Andy| pandkerchief, edged with rather " Doesn't Hurt Work But 1iitle Mrs, Peter wouldn't 4o | ” aoned: 3 i 5 taking her up to his own house, but == Who had eaten most of the cltron |qoarse lace. In the corner Was a| an extensive study made of smok R sl umo‘ s nextcstoryziitbatara’s Husty: | CEA1E SEn HD S0 L8 G B0 IEo D0 and ralsing while he was pretend- | |arge pink “B” dene with machine- | 5 - S yel A } 2 Retreat.” E i a wor protest et sasa i | | ing as it afiected the workers in the i Mrs. Peter. There is-no place in <3| Sitting there, with her shoulder = : | stitching. bottle making industry indicated 4 the whole world to her like the dear | against his shoulder, she grew She could shut her eyes and see| My ome and only Christmas | (ot Jo had bt 1itle 1t any. oie : 014 Briar-patch, and nothing that | calm and weak with the tingling :""“’ :’1"“‘[‘;“"“;:‘““;“&;""; ““C"Q:b:d‘ present,” thought Bobble, 100king | on the output of work, whereas Peter could say would tempt her to Menus fOf [fie Famzl weakness that always flowed over anis, UE 1% Sabletop Ba at it. | chewing tobacco markedly diminis g0 wandering about with him. So | e e Al e until it was pure white, its brass| A soft knock came on the door. | cq the output of work Peter told her not to worry—a thing | | Ater all, she thought, she could faucets that always sang a littic | and Stella came in. Prof. Dixon is convinced that ¥ easier sald than dons—nnd off he BY SISTE tell him what she was going to drip-drip-dripping song as they| What did the Queen of Shebu|gsmoking does not lead to addiction ; went, “Dont expect mo untll You | Brealfoct siatrs MARY tell him, up there in the quiet of | leaked into the sink, the geran-'bring you?" she asked, and her Ui { comparable with that for some of Bee me, my dear,” sald he. “If you | cersy ki in]:;m ;_g;,s" oc i:.'uxp\l;rr_xlll". his own house just as well as she iums blossoming on the window sills, curled a little as she looked at the | the narcotic drugs that have been don't expect me you wom't WOrrY hacon, potato omelet, whole wheat copladn A noleyaetatanie e e e o e T adaidl o piorol g when I don’t come.” e ; _wheat “qyere were no lights in the win- corner. y Pive-and-ten, store, or cocaine is constantly in fear of 85 it s, That eter had, gone 1 ""fi“’;&;(nn‘"fl" Si‘;‘l“'o‘l;m finnan. oS, as the cream-colored road- “I suppose you're invited up to xr;ldj. [::‘he ahrlldg-d.l :nu_c‘mng It.| the withdrawal of his drug and the wandering. It was nearly a week | haddie graham bread, Chinese cab. “rcF SWUNS up the steep driveway Mr. l\lnr(‘lyuds r'?: Christmas d‘“-‘rlme tm! mig1 lltv°~ f“‘; I:‘t“ f“- symptoms t are associated with since he had been home, a very bage with Thousand Island dr and s‘onp.-rl_nl the door. ner, xm»’nt you? Mrs. Mangan l'\»e ohc?ln:up n 1 r‘: and rj“,\m! withdrawal. The person who smokes unusual length of fimo for Peter to ing. lemon jolly witn whipges , DUt OB the other cide of the asked with protended indifference, | know she'd been asked to Gus Mc- | docs not have such symptoms. Tho | stay away. “T'll stay just one more | croum, milk, fea. Ped oy, the windows of the Schultz As o matter of fact, she was dying Cloud's dinner party! She never|loss of tobacco will be an annoy- i day,” sald Peter, as he sat near the L0 : houses showed like rectangles of to know how things stood between 8ave away a Christmas present in|ance to lim, but certainly not a A doorway of an old house of Johnny r—Veal stew, stcamed kale polq against the soft starry dark- | MacCloud and Bobble. | her life, unless it was for some ' tragedy. i el s et it 0T e DR lLsa TR Rolioeds e m them came the sound “Oh, there, I've blotted a card!” | Special rcason of her own, the| Like Sir Robert Armstrong-Jones, | o s straws, whole wheat rolls, milk, and a child'’s voice laugh- exclaimed Bobble, so that she|Stingy cat!” Prof. Dixon i inced th: o rchard. “It’s too late to go home | coffee. e % 2 2 o haT v oy AL e S, el e f-iDlxon 43 convinged Hthat uths :aarsel);)n:;‘ m:‘!;‘md" ‘lnr:‘ this Peter | Since rice is included in the,veal m?,'-h,N was happiness for vou, ;‘x:x‘:.mn[ mve to anawer the AUeS: @ hook her head angrily, iféi‘.fifi?{ofl?fi"mzfiffif etl’iitcsr:;:':ngl bflgmi‘n G T S 1. | stew o other “starchy vegetable"|caiq Bohbie to hersclf, and yet Gus Tut when Mrs. Mangan made up | “Let's get dressed and go some- [tobacco emoking a soothing, bene- Viile, Blus Sy, It wouldn't he satell s 5 o ad. The frult salad sevved, mgintained’ that pletura " people| her mind to find something out, | Where to eat, Bob” she said ficial and relatively harmless habit. Hs by to et home nere PN Hine| T\ Sheshs straws fakes the place) coutdn't marry and be happy. she was not to be turned aside so | Priskly. “If I stay here fn this| I s o Hop e oW, St OB 0n s dessert falthough s cus- e . ! house and smell that turkey much | Peter. Tt will bs. a good p"fn"" to aopi 801 sort may be| wThe Japs are gone, guess. T v this morning’s paper | longer, T'll go mad. I'm not hun- spend the day. R gRond L meat course {olq them I wouldn’t be home for that he's going to bave quite a big | Bty but—it smells just like Christ- TQ E E_TOD o e e s el so If more prot¢in ginner,” Gus whispered as he un- | party,” she went on in her thin | mas somehow, doesn't ft?” | e Koria. . Hie C s are needed the custard Will |ocked the door of the dark silent | tired volce that semehow made Outslde, it was cold and there S TOQ ‘ E‘S had been down Al bR eficiency, | honse, | Tobble thing of the noise of a|¥as a high wind blowing. It 4 s al Setorag] Scalloped Finnan-Haddie They.went {n, ‘and he switchea| mosquito. tugged at thelr hats, slapped - them It ALt AN & vt A5 o i Ke One pound finnan-haddie, 3| on the lights in the living room | ‘That 502" in the face, and blew dust into their 2 # had looked inside sra g o lespoons butter, 1 1-2 table-| with its great arched window that | Bebble went on writing, and did | eves. { fra Johnny Chuck’s. SR i ur, 2 cups canned to- overiooked the town spread out| not lift her head. But it was good to he moving, Q S him now that th > | matocs, 2 cups boiled macaroni. | helow like a spangled veil. | But as soon as she finished her [ anyway. Good to he going some- X7 K 4 ¢ Sl (AT Let fisa stand in cold water for| “Run upstairs S 0TE o | cards she went out of the room | where, even it it was only to John's bero( () ) %Pl go down in there, thonsht 1 hour. Dra nd pour over boil- | hat, went on carelessly. “I'll |and back to the wall-rack in the | restaurant where they ate ham s 17 7 R 8 e ok sho ' o coy e 20 min-' go on out into the kifchrn and sce | pantry. It was thers that Mrs,|and eges instead of turkey and| [ V) T 4 STLEe o i ieen ) ) ahd raiove Nonda ST sk *una Ghin ihs wes Mangan kept all the old newspa- | plum pudding. S ‘gy/\ 2 HOBlE itor me i th S UIIERY 1 h into 1 f Melt of fcod.” | [ They came in so handy, she|. “A package came for you two g ) — S e e s d stir in flour. When per- H up auite of lot of it. | said, when you were cleaning | minutes after you went out Mrs. — S e it el S id tomatoes W A ch 1 of cold cken | shelves or wrapping up the sheets | Mangan said to Bobbie, when they > *}f 2 i o 2 h a sleve to 1 1 | to go to the- laundry. got back to the house, “I was just &l S ek Nl as T A 4 : v 0. stirring con- et , f There was the little item about | on my way upstairs to ask you two mAp he want J ire boils. Put a popps . Gus in the column devoted to “So- | girls to have dinner with me and hall that for an old house s in ol o a imore « | clal Doings in Filmdom.” | Mangan, when the postman rang| | FIRE-PICTURES particularly good cond 1 3 a t, si at Bobbie took it in at a glance: , the bell. T didn't know you'd gone, THEfiamuwxggledlndmap should think somebo r otol the eyeatiw “Mr. Angus MacCloud is entertain- | and then I saw you going down the | ped in the fire-place. Johnny ing it,”” muttered Peter, and he v layer of mac e lit a clgaret ing on Christmas Day with a din- | street—" She was full of apolo- watched the way they danced Lvlml his wobb) tle nc 28 OF | all I5used.. back comfortably iin his ‘ax ner to twenty-four of his friends.” | gics and sympathy, the poor soul. | around the logs and chased each Peter can wobble it. e was a g g e “All right, Bobolink, shoot “Hmm! I should worry, I should Bobbie took the package up to other up the chimney. famillar odor. Peter sniffed. * P \d put into was it you had on your mind?" bother. I should care what he|her room. It was from Andy. She Then he saw a cave under a my Skunk has been i hHiot ove 0 hesomell "Youlr -said iBobbie; Land. . her does!” she said to herself. But she | recognized his dashing slanting log. It was lined with feathery he. “That is why this o fHa baliigeiivolin it wax dnstenny] St tore out the little item and took it | handwriting on the brown paper 8ray ashes, and looked cool and such good condition. 1 sl VO firet of ai, to aslk you about some | upstairs with her. wrapper. | soft. been using 1t ree I presume (Copyright T happened to hear today. | “heer up, maybe you're going| Within was a sheet of white As Johnny watched, a erowd he comes in ! while 5 i Is it true that you have to be one of the twenty-four. It|paper, and within that was a small of tiny, gray E'V““""""‘F‘:g for a map. 1 hope who's divoreing you, an ittle would be just like him to call up | white jeweler's box. | | outofthe cave. They whirl now. I don't bel giri?" at the last minute and ask you to| Inside of it on a puff of royal' around "‘fi circle, then hopy would know it; T would smell him.” | She was eurprised that come,” said Stella when she had |blue velvet lay a bracelet—a watch i “E'“‘ "“}u‘ So Peter kept on down to the bed- | AF'NGand RASHES words could b so clear when read it. bracelet set with tiny sapphires. | oved bty ""j:‘:‘" Fi room and there he found every- | STy Rellieed end Hea e | side she was all jumbled and c “T wouldn't go if he asked me to “I'm as blue as the sapphires, be- | flew by, nny as thing very comfortab d nice. | iy fopnit oo imn] and upset. | until he was hoarse” Bobble re-|cause I'm not with you today”| | ! cmdb 1 Jahiiy, wike:d His nose told him that Jimmy | s | he sald, so quickly that| turned, with a toss of her shining|Andy had written, “and before this| | ! ave o happy time-.. Skunk had used it quite recent Iy the wua word made her jump. | head. watch has ticked away many hours, _wherever you are going but Jimmy wasn’'t thers then and Hes got up and came around the == =i But she found herself waliting|I hope you'll be back home with Poter felt quite sura that he m,n-g| mna to her. He put his hands on all the next day for the ringing of | “Yours to the last ditch, Jiely to come. Iu the frst place, | her shoulders, pressing them with SHE CAUGHT A GLIMPSE OF THE GIRL'S FACE the telephone, and for Mrs, Man- “Andg.* 5 e i g ¥ v \