New Britain Herald Newspaper, February 15, 1927, Page 14

i § | | NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 15, 1927. Quicksands of Love Adele Garrison’s New Phase of Revelations of a Wife—— “Three minutes, at the longest,” | Lillfan said, but T waited five after her departure before I made my way to Mary's room and knocked lightly at her door, There w no answer at and with a qualm at disturb- <h of the girl, | louder until Ldllian Arranges to Hide During an | Interview. 1 found only Lillian in the living room upon my return to it, after putting Junior to sleep in my room She answered my unspoken question promptly. “Katherine and Mary have gone to thelr rooms to freshen up for lunch- READ THIS FIRST: Bobbic Ransom, a demure little school teacher of 22, is anything but the flip sort of girl whom you'd expect to be “movie-struck.” she is, however. She tries to borrow money from her father and her | Aunt Gertrude to take her to Holly- wood where she hopes to break into | a pictures. They refuse to lend her a cent for such a purpose, and so does #HOLLYWOOD GIRL: © JOHNSON FEATURES | you and themselves “Well, yo! Beatrice Burto n © -author of *LOVE BOUND® “HER MAN* 1926 'HONEY LOUETC, Gus are, get away by| “Sce, there you are!” Bobbie - She hesitated. | cried, her eyes round with surprise. u shouldn't go with him | She hadn't expected. Monica to on this trip, and you know it!"” make good quite so soon. “Mecaica Her eyes were still on Bobbie's | makes eves at everybody on the face when she finished. But Bob- | Magnifica lot from Edmund Van Lie did n c ut her. She was | Pelt right down to the clectricians! icoking t the or befors th b‘nu,-m waiting for him. ream-colored car staning | She vamps every man on the place —and the result is that she stands in with them and gets her picture in the wapers!” the garden | e.door of its owner's A s s T fiad an | e Andrew Jerrold, who's in love with | She thought of tho long drive| “But that's not true of every girl 2‘0‘;‘03":,:5),“‘;"2:;'1:m'“"o‘ e o o, Antle Madge | er and wants her to marry him. !1\0\\: to Laguna under the blue sky | who gets ahead in this business,” that you wished to see ihe Baker o ieve vou| Tinally she horrows $300 and|end the clouds that blew across it | Lottie told her. “Some of the bis- women in her room. I thought you " | goes to Hollywood with a full Hurse | like silvery-white yachts on a blue | gest stars are nice respectable- st st sured her, then 1/€nd, @ high heart, At Mra Man- | sea. The long drive with Gus be- | irls Who wouldn't ict a man make : don't,” i e ma A an's b sho meets |side her. The beach under the | love to them unless he camo to T aIatee 10 ot e LY in the movies. | moon that night, with the two of ihem with an engagement diamond smiled, and she stopped only for a moue at me before she went on. “Katherine will be back ¥ then we can go up and expl fell purpose to Mary. How right hand? Steady and firm on axe handle?” “Not so steady as I'd like,” T an- swered, “but I think I shall be able to go through with the job." “I know you wil encouragingly, as and Katherine came dear,” T sald, “I've heen | over what you told me H\l\} about Mrs, r, and I sided that the sooner I issue an v um to her about you, the better. There are reasons why I do not wish to go to her room, and, of | course, it is too public downstairs in the living room. But Mrs. Bickett | will not be in her room for the next halt hour, so will you plcase go to Mrs. Baker and tell her that I'd like | to see her in Mrs. Bickett's room for a fow minutes, Tell her it 18 import- the room. nt business. Then come back to “I've arranged my closet, L your own room, and leave the door she said, “so that you can stend in between your room and Mrs. Bick- | it unseen by any one in the room.” ett's slightly ajar. You will then be | “Good girl,” Lillian commen able to hear everything that is sald, d is your the opened She closed ) to us spoke In low tones ina “Where's Mary nething which 1 wish you to do.” | ng down in her own room. I| With Lillian's speculations in | wish she weren't always so tired.” mind, T watched Mary narrowly as I | Katherine's tons 1 felt her wish repe “Then I'll have a ch there and establish was worr d in my ? poke. I was completely baffled | by her demeanor. She displayed just the amount of startled reluctance to summon Mrs. Baker that I should have expected, 1f her revelation of | lian said. “Of cou ecaution the morning hal originated in her is probably old woman nonsense, but own fears, instead of being prompted 1 no likee that Baker female, and by Mrs. Baker, as Lilllan had sus- 1'd like to be within leapin ected. at least while Madge is talking to| “Oh, slip up l' in the my. closet without her knowing it,” Lil- the Auntie Madge,” she exclaim- | ed. *Must I go and ask her to come down? I'm afrald she'll suspect something,"” 4 | ou won't hear any loud objec- from me” 1 said as Lillian How long will it toke you to get settled, so| Copyright, that I can come up to Mary's room?” | tions walked toward the doo 1927, by N Feature Ser vspaper Inc. Burgess You'll find that most folks are| polite | It you take pains to treat them right. ; —Mother Brown. ! T, e S | was not at all afraid of Jimmy| Skunk. He and Jimmy had been the best of friends for a long time. In| fact, Farmer Brown's Doy was on| the best of terms with Jimmy's fam- ily. He understood them, and you know understanding is the basis of | true friendship. There can be no real | friendshlp without understandi Farmer Brown was also on good terms with Jimmy and his family You see, Farmer Brown knew just how much help those little fellows | in black-and-white fur coats were to him on the farm. He knew they helped to keep down the 2 hoppers. He knew that they dug up hundreds of Wwhite grubs which de- What do yon suppose Jimmy Skunk would do if I should invite him into | the house?" said Mother Brown. red in the Kkitchen. ! posed that he was back for more food, but he wasn't. Jimmy had decided that that kitch- en was an interesting place and he ! more appe own nn- stroy grass roots. He knew that they ‘Wanted to know more about it. He ate many other harmful insects, and ed in alkked right that they caught mice, which are so =ht up to Mother Brown. He took her by surprise, and for a min- ute Mother Brown wished she haant irvited him into the kitchen in the first place, Wisely she stood per- fectly still. As she sald afterward, was too frightened to do any ng else. Jimmy sniffed at her as if to make sure that this s the sort of friendly person he thought she was. Then he calmly an an inspection of the kitchen. He inspected everything. time Mother Brown rea destructive. But it took Mother Brown a long time to feel at all certain that these skunks were as friendly as they appeared to be, However, after they began dining nightly at the doorstep, and a little later coming into the 1 at t back of the house to get thelr food, her friendliness toward them grew rapidly. “What do you suppose Skunk would do if I sho him into the house? 1068, Jimmy 1 inv sail Mothe B Jimmy was indeed a. e e badn't the slightest ar. \i(JLi«‘):]'I‘\k hv‘l“?m} e I > 10| chuckled. “I do hope the folks \uH‘ ¢ " replied Farmer Brown's t s bathis T T Boy. “But I don't believe you afore Jiimy;ledves satd do it, Mother.’ [ Mother Brown's eyes twinkled, but | she didn’t say anything, and th ’Q. subject was dropped. The follo FLAPPER FANNY SAYS: afternoon IParmer B ind his boy mfi% | i drove to the village. They wo hl not be back until late. Yhen it got time for Jimmy Skunk and his Hieo | come for their supper 3 Brown 3 ioned hers w v to watch. By and by she sau my ambling across the dooryard. Xie was alone. For some re h the rest of the Mother Brown & suited her. When the open shed door ! door to the k ope Brown stan Jimmy merely looke picked up a bit of meat the open door, where took the meat out on t! to eat. Mother Brow into the shed, of food, took i into t i where she spread 1 & set the pla e wa ed. Pres U iy shuffling around in the shed. T was looking for t In a moment «d in the “Come in ©1927 BY NEA SERVICE, INC If he's so heavenly looking he's fi"i“:.‘;hm A, prabably no earthly good. stood in the doc 1 about. Then, qu 2 customed to goir s for his food, walked in and < o to the plate. There he ; 1 ¢ the cholcest bit, politely 1 1 across the kitchen floor to of the shed, backed out thro shed to the outsida door, and there turned and went out on the door- 11 it does not give you resulta worth five g timen the cost, we will gladly refund. Ir wi step to eat in his us fow minutes he then went formance. It tick] It really was funny back, back face his hostess. When Jimmy had ghad enough he | k again it same per: 1 Mother Brown to see him back taking pains to 35 years doing good § Ali droggists, 30c g Free Box. Write KONDON Minneapolis, Minn. ways | where a g | T do, that whan two people who ar. tella Delroy, Through Ste work at s a few d the nifica at direetor, Ro and his wife, Lottie, take an intere in her more as a person than an The asslstant dircctor, Gus self, ts that there be no love- rassages between nerself and Gus until his wifo frees him. | One day, while Bobbie s making | some extra money by teaching Jolly Schultz, aged eix, her letters, Gus calls her up and telis her ho has a small part for h in a picture, and asks her to ride cut to “location” at Laguna Beach | with him. Lottie calls up and advises her not to go with him, and tells her to | come to see her, and she'll explain | NOW GO ON WITH T STORY APTER XXXIX s a walled garden be- | hind the Schulta’s hig pink stucco house, and in it were all kinds of | lovely old-fashioned that Lottie raised. | She was at work in it when Bob- | tia got to the house that morning. | She stocd wup, shading her eyes | with one cotton.gloved hand, and smiled at Bobbie as ' she came | toward her hetween the flowering hedges that hordered the path. | On a stone hench ngainst the sun- | Faked wall was a coffee iray and | a folded newspaper. Toftie was 7 There w: coftee fiend, and wherever she v for any length of 4ime there was also a pot of coffee. | “Hello, infant,” she called out “I suppose you think I'm crazy, asking vou not to go down to La- guna Beach today, don't you?” | Then she lowered her voice, and glanced aeross the garden toward Gus MucClond’s house. His crea colored roadster the sun, beyond the pepper trees ond the beds of flowers. | “Sit down and let me talk to you | like your Dntch aunt,” she eaid quietly, and she put her arm around Bohb st as they sat down on the hench. “I found ont from Roy that some | of the company really are drivinx Gown to Laguna todav,” she weni cn, “and, of course, Gus has to go to pick out a good location. T therc’s no reason on earth why you should go.” | She shook her Lead and leoked squarely at Dobbie with her big m- | honest brown eyes. “No reason in the world.” she repeated firmly. “I suppose not,”” Bohbie an-| swered, and after that there was a long pause filled by the low hum- ming of bees and the sound of the garden spray on dripping plants. “Do you know anything about ' Lottie asked suddenly, and | Lobbie shrugged her shoulder: [ very much,” she answered. “I know that he's been married, and that he's getting a divorce—or that his wife s getting one, | ' Lottie broke in “Gus has been a free man | week or two. e told Roy so, at any rate. But he never men- | tioned it to you, did he?” | Bobbie shook her head shininz masg of hair. The iler slipper moved restlessly, ously in the gravel path, little circles and squares, “No. he didn't, Loftie,” she said, | without looking up, “but even be- | fore T knew he'd been marricd, he told me he would the hest | oman on earf he didn't lieve a man conn d with pie- res should marry. He said there aut. for a with fts toe of | nerv- | making | was to6 much temptation in his taily 1ife 1 don't ted vory much think | s )a-| his picture of Rov'e. So wthing it to say to the | cach othar every minu No, I suppose not lowly sald, i ow it isn't t 1id Lot 10 had of har school-ma‘an hen she came to in love with cach other the way | them sittin| cheek to cb “Pe him. Perha me to go thought. scarlet lea that letter, stood gleaming in | stay here, Lottie, “BUT TH aps he'll ask me to marry Dot colored now. one hand in the g on the sand, hoek. perhaps : dark eyebrows went up. aybe thet's true,” she was think- “hut 1 know I'm not going to t a part in this picture unless I aps that's what he wants with him for,” ghe hard for her ‘m not go- shabby and | It was unbelievably to say what she did She laid the envelope in Lottie's | ing down to Laguna Beach with p. “You can sce that I haven't the rest of you, today. Lottie wants opened it,” ehe told her. “I khow | me to go on teaching Jolly for a | all about the lotter inside without | while, and I'm going to do it." reading it. I know it's a letter| He looked her up and down, and | from a man back home who wants | rlien lifted his eyes to the hill-side to marry me—and I know that in|garden where Lottie's white dress it= among all the green he's ng me to come | showed | home and get married. That's what | His face changed, hardened. His | he always writes, in all of his let- | Llue eyes looked as cold as ice She went beck to Lottie. It ters, But T stay here, because I'm | “In other words, you've been tak- | scomed that hours must hav2 going to get into pictur some- | ing Lottic's advie he said frigid- | passed gince she had left the little Low, and becanse—if you want te 'ly, “In other words, you don't'garden but Lottie was still sitting lnow it—I'm just crazy about Gus. trust me. You won't go down to on the stone bench, loo'xng at I can’t help it Laguna unless Roy and Lottle are Monica’s picture in the rning | Tottic looked at Andy Jerrold's 'along to chaperon you. What do [raper. fine dashing handwriting across you think you are, a kindergartner? “Well, did you get it over to him the envelope. “Don't you care fof Tt me tell you something, Bob- | that you didn't want to go with | that chap?"” lie, you'll never get very far in|kKim?” she asked, picking up the | "Of course, T care for hir Bob- | this movie business if you listen | coffee tray. | Ide sdid. “DBut not the way I want to a lot of old-fashioned people pull- For answer, Bobble sat right {o care for a man when I marry ing a lot of old-fashioned falk on:down in the middle of the gravel him. And ing a 1ot of you Now, how ls it going to hurt | path, and began to cry with her| money. He's terribly good looking | you to drive down to Laguna'blead down in her hands. Her —but T just don't love him the way Beach with me and a lot of other | shoulders shook and she sobbed 1 should. T guess I know him too pcople in the company? I ask |loudly. well, mayhe.” you!" Lottie sat very still and waited Lottie’s lips went up &t the cor- |~ Bobbie gulped. “Lottie doesn’'t vntil she had her cry out. Then ners in an oda little . “Think | think Yw]:]n 1o go."” she knelt down beside her on the ! of a girl giving up a man like that| He sneercd openly, and sent Lot- path and put her arms around for— With a wave of her tie a Vnn that was 1 Dobbie, and pressed her head down hand she took in Hollywood, spread | “I don't think I ought to go, my | cn her shoulder. out below them like a puzzle pic- ' relf,’ Bobbie went on bravely. “If | “Don't boo-hoo over it. |ture, and Gus MacCioud's house T were back home, T wouldn't go on | worth if, Bobbie,” she said quictly, and car, too, a trip with a man and a lot of | “It's only one little trip, and it's Her voice was full of quiet scorn, other people unless there were better for you to make Gus under- and Bobbie got the impression sud- some chaperones along. Why, my | stand that he can’t treat you the denly that Lottle didn’t eare much Aunt Gertrude mnever would let|way he treats most women, than it about Gus MacCloud L me.” would be for vou to go this time.” “I know you think I'm crazy to, “Your Aunt Gertrude!” Gus gave ( Bobbie looked up with red and | she said, “when a snort of harsh laughter. “Your | swollen eyes. “How does he treat it scems that T haven't any more Aunt Tessio!” most women?” she asked with a chance of making good than lun-| He got into the car, quivering snuffle, dreds of other girls in this town— like a great beast to be off and| Lottie shrugged her shoulders. | but T just can’t go until T've proved rway. “You know, without asking me,” J1t to myself. Monica says T'Il ne Al right, Tittle-White-Fect-on- she said. “You've seen enough of malke good until T get on the r Wollywood-Toulevard!” he A Tim to know that he treats women nickname for tido of somo dircctor, and per- | Forrowing Monica’s 31 him to give me geod parts.” | Dobbie, “you do as you please. But c let me tell you this—that I'm off | tie vou for life if you don’t go on this unfold paper on her trip. You can't treat me as if 1| “Did you see the picture of Monica were a murderer or a moral leper (In this morning" miner 2" end get a ith it."” T it was! A double-column | “But I'm not.” wailed Bobble, photograph of Moniea, all bare | CHAPTER XL shoulders and sm and pearl | Not many girls of sixteen these | beads, on the motion picture page days are so innocent as Bobbie of the paper! Ransom was at twenty-two—almost Und ire was this leg- twenty-thre (nd: MONICA MONT, FEATURED | But then, not many girls are IN NEW MAGNIFICA PICTUI hrought up by an old-maid aunt as I'S NOT TRUE OF EVERY GIRL WHO GET'S AHEAD,” LOTTIE TOLD HER nd a marriage license | straight-laced as an_ old-fashioned corset, either! \J And as Bobble stood there in the sunshine, one of Aunt Gertrude's cft-spoken warnings popped into ber head: “Keep yourself TO your- self, and you won't get into much trouble.” ‘What Aunt Gertrude had meant in plain United States was simply: ! “Don’t let the men pet you, Bob- | bie.” And Bobble knew, as well as she knew her own name, that if she weakened and went to Laguna, Gus to her plenty as have put it. Trips to location have the repu- wood. Girls and men go out on them good friends, and return en- gaged to be married, or even mar- | ried. Sometimes another kind of love-affair develops between some certain man—sometimes a married | cne—ana some girl in particular. | Many a home has been broken up by a trip to location. Many a heart | has been broken, and many a mar- riage vow smashed, on just such a | MacCloud was going to “make love | ing Monica would | steam cabinots—where drab halr is transtormed to gleaming gold or | tation in the movle colony of Holly- | —no matter how many awful things I know about him.” “Infatuation. You'll get over it!” Lottie snapped her fingers, »nd stood up, craning her neck to peer over the hedge. “There's the de- livery boy from Arlette’'s. Come along in, and I'll show you some things I bought the other day.” Now, “Arlette’s” is the most swank shop on Hollywood boule- vard, for certain things. It is a | beauty shop. Not an ordinary i beauty shop, but a regular institu- tion where doubls chins and roll- hips are sweated away in to satiny black—where chins are lifted and crows’ [ out by the surgeon's knife. Where that same knife makes Cuplds bow lips and. dimples in checks where no dimples ever grew before. tle Schultz had gone for some of the feminine fascinations she had slways spurned and despised until now. The things cred the he had bought cov- double bed in her trip as this one to Laguna Beach. Bobbie knew it. She knew, too, | sounded | her own ears. you'd told me about getting your divorce, vesterday. But as it is—" She never finished the sentence. With a jerk his car started, tore down the drive between the flower- ing hedges, and vanished around the corner. .The rumble of it died | away on the warm still air. He | was gone—without her. hard and brittle even in | “Maybe I would, if | It isn't about the way people treat a li- | Frary hook. he finishes with them, and then forgets them. I hope I'm rot gossiping too much but I'm go- ing to tell you something ahout Gus. Please don't ever speak of it to ne, wil! you? Bobbie shook TYer head, and crossed her heart like a solemn school girl hearing a secret. “Well, this is the kind of person Gus s, Lottle began slowly. “About a month ago. he telephoned Roy one night while we were at| | dinner. Roy ran upstairs to the extension phone to answer the call I thought that was awfully funr so I went to the hall telephone and listened in. And do you know, he was trying to got Roy to go up to Monica Mont's flat for supper!” That sick unhappy look of a bit- terly jealous woman came into Bob- | bie's tearful eyes. “There was another girl there Fesides Monica, and they wanted | oy to make up a foursome!" Lot- tie wound up her story, “and after a minute Roy came downstairs and | told me he had to go down to the studlos to look at some film right away."” Bobbie clapped her hand to her { mouth in astonishment. “He was i going to Monica's!” she cried. Lottie nodded. “Yes, he was — but you must never speak of it to anyone,” she ald quic “And now I'm going to tell you something else. He went. T let him go. He doesn't know to this day that I lmow the truth about him.” Bobbie stared at her. So that was why Lottie took Roy down to the studio each day and brought rim home! That was why she clung to him, and openly adorcd { Lim., That was why she kept |ing over ana over that she wouldn't let herself he a jealous, suspicious wife. Because she was already jealous and suspicious! Beeanse she was doing her best to hold her hushand, to keep him from all the white-hennaed and raven-haired beauties of the studio, “I'm telling you all this so that you can_ know just what kind of man you'te dealing with when you deal with Gus MacCloud!” Lottie went on in a sharp angry volce utterly unlike her own. “He hasn't shred of honor, Nor years, I've Feen almest like a sister to him. Taken care of him when he was sick, shut my eyes to the wild par- |tles that went on in his house, cvery week in the year, befriended hia wife, poor thing!—and this is |how The repays my kindness. By handing Roy over to some girl in Monica Mont's class! Nice boy, isn't he?" Bobbie shook her head. “No, ha fen't,’ ' she said. “He's the limit. | ing, | Schultz's | mind to live { and cheap that i ter, | the sun drop she took them out of and paper wrappings. 10om when their boxes alls in love with her and | Then another thought pulled her go to with Mr, Angus Mac- ' that a man who pretends not to|Chin straps, liquid rouges, paste | | she with him. Later she learns that |up with a jerk. If he wanted to Cloud. That's what I know about have a divorce when he really has|rouges, dry compact roughs, eye- ! he has been married, and that his | marry her, why hadn't he told her myself and my own chance |it, isn't the safest companion in|brow pencils, dark cream powder wife is divorcing him. She forbids | yesterday that he was free? In-| As shc was thinking it, she 'the world for a glrl—crpeclally | for day-time, lavender and green him to make love to k | stead of just telling her that he canght sigh of him. IHe had just|when that girl is madly infatvated | powder for evening. Perfume in Gus is a man of many loves |was mad about her? come out of the house and Was vith him, And, beyond all shadov tall slender hottles, little squatty | lla hints that he once was in| “Of course, he doesn't want to « beside his car while the | of doubt, she was madly infatuated | Lottles. A big gold-plated vanity (love with her and dropped her. e.” she told herself sanely yanese may nt put his bags with Gus MacCloud. case fitted with mirror, lipstick, Later she commits suicide and “Ho docsn’t want o and a emall trunk into it. The sunlight on his face brought | powder—all the things that Lotti leaves him a letter telling him that He just wanis to| He s in tan knickers and Loue "o ho little tired downward | bad scorned. All the things hat er life lsn't worth much to her | trail around, goffing a little thrill |sweater, and the sun made hiS | jiney ‘o¢ gissipation on his face, | never had scemed to matter 1o her with him out of it. | mere and a little thrill there.” blond head gleam like & metal | 5na"tno: ‘made him seem more de. | b¢fore, fafe and secure as Roy Another Magnifica player, Mon- | > knew that that was the helmet. {tirable than ever—more a man of | Schultz's wife. ica Mont, tells Bobbie that Gus | truth about him, and it cer “Go and tell him you're not go- | (i They mattered to her terribly | is fi and rather brutal in his |hurt, She felt sore and aching ing with him.” some stiil small | g o103 o sudden and desperate | nOW. love but Tobbie goes right | down-hearted as she made up her | voice deep down within her said. | o ® M 00T B een her| Bobbie could see that by hier nar- on caring about him. mind what to do. d | Ana quickly, before she could {yana it yice all of those tired |TOWed eyes, and her puckered lips Bobbie goes home for her aun, “I won't go, Lottie/ she said, | silence that small voice and chabe | jjiijo" jines around his eyes and lips |28 8he thoughtfully looked —them | tuneral. While she is there Mon- | drawing the outlines of he her mind, she was across the lawn, | ' poroch® oo Jioe over, one by one. By the way. she ica gets a flne part in a Roy [ with an arrow through if. on the ! through ‘the eversrecn hedge, and | = B0 Bl R L Lsniffed the perfumes fn their fan Schultz picture and moves to a | gravel at her feet, “I've made up|at his side. : )"_‘ SR ‘}‘;’ straight{o0es bottles. By the way she luxurious new flat. Her salary, tor | my mind.” " Her face, lifted to his, was as'? l“m- AL . s for Once Were | | oked in the glass and smear ther with what she gets out of | She stood up as If she were go- s in Lottie's gar .--“q;"‘m -;5 “fi’;“]- e the|cne cheel wit 5 2 roue vstematical “gold-digging,” keeps | ing to go, then dropped down on!aen, She put her fingers on h i he orced herse 0 5?3 1€ 2nd the other one with deep Fer in style. Bobbie lcarns that | the stone bench again, and pulled | arm, and swaved toward him be- | thing that on her mind: mon pink, Gus often goes to see her, and §:- an envelope from her handbag that | cause whenever she was close to T don't trust you, | ™,y U tet 6f the other women §n iecomes jealous of ler. She, her once had been a swagger thing of | Lim she wanted to be still closer. Gus, 81d, “and her. Volte(| esin nin e thid (ay and dse Lottie had come to it—to the paint the powdering and the putting | cn and wiping off of cold cream! To the primping and crimping and mother might have said: to clean the attic and ;3 clothes closets next week! | was her job, and she was going to do it! She was going to hold her own against all the big-cyed, soft-bodied ! o heset R little flappers, W pathw v, the reason wh ten in every attractive Dobbie, he lution that da She made it on the way {hat afternoon, walking along Holly- wood boulevard She made up her like a Chinese coolic for the next few weeks, save prac- tically all of the money she made teaching Jolly, and then serious iry to get a fairly decent part in picture. The t1 was not coffee. It stood on a shelf in the market | where she stopped to buy some | food for ner supper. It contained | the kind of powdered coffee that does not need to be put into a pot ond boiled, but simply stirred into | a cup of hot water ik It would last twice as long ordinary coffee, so tho grocery clerk said. “I'll take it,” i Tohbie, who was trying to buy something large he'd know die was wri cur or Do-or ine of her plain, face. 1f made a firm reso- home | g back of that resolution g more than a can of She hought two hoxes of soda crackers, and a jar of peanut but- too. Cheap and filling — ex- ely. he took down by her window, for a supper table. Like nine women out of ten, she could never relax unless she was them home, and sat using the sill | in a kimono and bedroom slippers. As she sat there, idly watching down over the purple kills above the town, munching the erackers, and feeling comfortably uphappy becanse Gus had been §0 stly about Laguna, a knock came on the door. % ortunately it was locked. Bob- bie hid her glass tumbler of cof- foe and fer peanut-buttered crack- vrs under the hed and opened the door to Mrs. Mangan. Now, Mrs. Mangan aid not allow people to have food in the bedroom of her adored house. Tt brought miee, so she = and ants—not té* mention cockroaches and other pests. And so, when appetiz smell of peanut hutter and cofiee reached her rather large nostrils they grew larger than ever. So ald her eyes. “I hope you're not cooking in here,” <he said sniffing and glar- ing around the room. “No, indeed!" Bobhbin the answered with perfect truth, “I v just— nibhling.” Mrs. Mangan's face cleared. She came forward into the pretty spot- less room, holding a newspaper in her hand. “Well, this house certainly has people living in it isn't one some famous she enorted. “If h i person gelting into the papers, it's another. Just look at this!” Tobble took the paper. On the was Monica’s picture, ller one. A ius Mac- front page ind just below it a sm snapshot evidently, of Clond! Gus MacClond! Above was the line: ingaged pair hurt in auto acci- dent on way to beach location.” (To Te Continued) Bobbie almost gives up the ship in the next chapter of this of a movie extra-girl. Menus for the Family By SISTER MARY Breakfast Ialves of orangos, cereal, thin cream, ecreamed eggs on toast, crisp graham toast, milk, | coffee. Luncheon — Scalloped noodles land ham, steamed spinach, rye bread, grape juice bavarian cream, milk, tea. T don't know what ails me, Lottic. I can't help being crazy about him feet are ironed | And it was to Arlette's that Lot- | | [wheat rolls, canned white cherrics cocoanut cake, milk, coffee. Scallopefi Noodles and Ham One and’ one-half cups noodles 1 to 2 cups chopped cooked ham 1 cup milk, 2 tablespoons mincet parsley, 4 tablespoons breas crumbs, 1 tablespoon butter. Boil noodles for 15" minutes ir beef or chicken stock or boiling salted water. Put a generous laye: [of cooked noodles in a well but. |tered baking dish. Cover with g layer of ham and sprinkle witk parsley. Continue layer for layer making two layers of ham anc three each of noodles and sprinkling] layer of ham with parsiovy Add milk and cover with crumt dot with bits of butter and baks |in a moderate oven for 25 minutes. Serve from the baking dish. (Copyright, 1927, NEA Service, Inc.) Your Health How to Keep It— Causes of Illness BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN Editor Journal of the Anrerican| Medical Association and of Hygela |ity, which m 1of cor | dition of the stomach. the Health Ma Persons who complain of a sour| taste in' the mouth and of the tation of sour material are likely to think that they ve what is “ |called acid stow The scientific name is hyperacid- rely means too mue cientific diagnosis usu- ms that inecluda, a burning fee the region of the, tomach that comes on after eatin eciated with this there may bo vith perhaps the belching d acid fluid. In most instan- icians find there aldom excess of acid in the stomach metimes the difficulty lies in tho in which the stomach at- cid. The y refers to to dispose of the mat |that it contains, so that the juiccs of the stomach, which are normally Kk to a in which they n other words, the disturb- part of should scenting and dioting and exercis- |y %G M GO G €T Bl To the Beseliteing ot thal i oD T o e TE body and the forgetfulness of the ;5 (' L. 0 & soul, | ! ! " Associated with isturbanee, i e off ten pounds A oA AELIC R S 1 |cramping of the p from tha 18 Bonhi, [stomach to e intestines. This con Ao Shedng, At ! | striction may be the result of an in= foction, s n uicer or of soma other serious condition which ¢ so be dertermined only by careful examination. This examination cludes the taking of a mixture of milk and other substances which ke the stomach dpaque to the ¢ and permit the physician to tivities while in moti only two out of abtw. persons given a care- on for symptoms of this are found to have a serious con= In most in- and somotimes in- stances the treatment is dietic [results in early relicf. The symptoms of h als of trouble of which should investigated carefully. Sometimes > frouble is constipation: some- the difficulty is in the gall ; sometimes the symptoms oc- cur from appendicitis or inflammas peracidity are | tion of the intestines elsewhere, It has been said that when a firs bell ri , the fireman does not pour water on the fire bell; he recogn! the mal and goes where there i fire. When acid eructations occur the difficulty is not always with the acid. Not Too Bright to be worn In ccompany thick- If wool socks town, they should soled shoes and be rather subducd in color h as these in heather tones of diamond pattern. TREE-TOP STORIES LITTLE SHADOWKIN NIE was getting ready for bed. He felt alittle bit lone- some because Mother was down- stairs talking to visitors... and he had to undress all by himself He hung his stockings on the back of the chair... and then he saw his dear lttle Shadowkin. It was hanging its stockings on & chair, too. Bennie laughed be- cause it looked so funny doing the same things he did. When Bennie put on his paja- mas, the Shadowkin put on his. “I'm glad you are here, Shad- owkinl" Bennie said. “Now let's call Mommy, and get into bed." So Shadowkin crawled into bed with Bennie and went to sleep when he did. Dinner — Chill con carne, cab- bage-apple-celery-nut salad, whole