New Britain Herald Newspaper, February 19, 1927, Page 4

B {ri for a man to do? To ask & girl to|but the loneliness, and a thought|keen, you know. But I suppose all eairice rent a little out-of-the-way house |that kept coming to her., The |this' falk about businesy tires you. . | hidden behind the trees of a park, | thought of Stella’s room Jjust over | as usual. Write when you find c san s o ove so that he could come to see her?|her head. The room where Stella |time. nmvgmu' In the tworld where Dobbie has|had opened tl:m l::fle brown bottle Lovingly yours AR . *HER MAN " been brought up, when a man]and set it to her lips— MOTHER.” Adele Garrison’s New Phase of © JOHNSON FEATURES INC. | ..,"..‘S,..’.‘.m wanted to see a great deal of a| In another minute Bobble was| Bobble looked at the slanting ol . e | girl, he asked her to marry him!|out in the street under the stars, | fashioned hand-writing thought- Revelatlon s of W f — : It wos he—not she!—who paid the | and walking away from the house | fully. It told her a good many a l e | READ THIS FIRST: picture.” 1 ing rent of the little house, and the |just as fast as her feet would carry | things—that letter. She knew that | Bobbie Ransom, a little blond Dobble's toes, inside the wooden “Nobody wants you to, goose,” | two of them lived in it and kept | her. “Gertrude” must be the wife who Suspicion Grows That the Mysterious | Lillian nodded her head in quick | school teacher, is movie struck, and | Shoes she was wearing, curled up | Gus laughed at her. “Come on, and [ house. She had no place to go, and she ; had just divorced Angus, and that Mrs. Baker Uses a Disguise assent, | wildly eager to go to Hollywood to | tishtly. Her hands clenched them- get out. I want to show you this What was Gus driving at, . any- | had forgotten her pocketbook in her | “Angie” must be his little daughter. Lillian whirled abruptly at my| “Of course, it's all guess work, break into pictures. Neither her [S¢lves, so that her nails Lit her house.” way? Taste. But who in the world was “Mrs. statement that I also had been puz- |at best,” she said with carefully | widowed father nor her Aunt|DPAlms, in her tense nervousness. Without stopping to wonder why “I don’t belleve T want to take| She remembered exactly where|M.”? Probably some woman with this house, Gus” she said, deep in |she had left Iit—on the kitchen | whori Gus had had a love affair. zled by an impression of something |simulated nonchalance, and I men- | Gertrude will lend her the | A hard ball came into her thro wanted to show it to her, Bob- familiar in Mrs. Baker's appearance. | tally applauded the swiftness with | money she needs. Neither will | Ut she wanted to shriek with hap- | hie got out of the car and followed | thought. “I don’t think it would | table beside her unwashed plate | Evidently he was always having “What's the good of that memory | which she had added the apparently | young Andy Jerrold, who's in [DPiness that fairly hurt. A con- | | nim up the flagged walk. Together |be the thing to do — and the |and tea cup. love affairs, and some of them of yours if you can’t remember of |careless remark minimizing our |love with her and wants her to|(tact! A steady salary! A chance, ! they went around ‘the little fairy- | neighbors would- think it queer for| “But I wouldn't g0 back and get | seemed to be rather shady. Mrs. M. whom she reminds you,” she de- /suspicions of Mrs. Baker, should our | stay at home and marry him. at last, after all these months of tale house, peeping in at all the |2 girl to live here all alone with |it, if my life depended on it!” she | Bobble wondered if she were 2 manded, and I knew by the irrita- | far-tetched theory of Mary's com- Finally she borrows $500 from waiting — waiting — waiting. 1It| \\Indos.s. The rooms were as|Jjust a housekeeper.” confessed silently. widow or a grass widow. tion in her volce that she consider- | plicity in the woman's d(‘c(—p(ionl ¥ | scemed too wonderful to be true. | bered how Aunt G 0 It halt it v | - e lon | the widow who is to marry her | . |quaint as the house itself. They| She remembered how Aunt Ger-| Then she thought of Monica's was past seven now. od the elusive resemblance & thing prove true. “And there's nothing | fatner, and goes to Hollywood. At| JHer volce came at last, small | Were ‘filled avith Tovely. old-fash. | trude had scolded her father for | flat. She would go there and stay | Surely Mr. and Mrs. Mangan had | | going to see the Widow Parkins 80 | until the Mangans or the Firkin|come home by this time for a late of vital imporianos, | more we can do. At least you've | \is NMangan's boarding house she | and suffocated ioned furniture, bright rag rugs, 1y, };;:cr(r:; zl;o're]t;fix:;n;‘:\fi.\of::; "EO'PP)M her i : x»{:.x-:lqcv wllh‘ Mm;y. ? méets, Stella f,, oy “f R “Oh, G she said, “how can ‘ old pewter ware, and s flowered | often. It didn't look right for a 'sisters got home. Monica would |supper. They never ate away from Hiesting thocy %o reality Bad oMo | ooy B s vttt ot the| Through her she gets & few day ¥ You're doing 50 chintz curtains. man to run in and out of the house | probably be home, resting after the | the house. It was too expensive. Znsd v 655, wany wekks :?:j_[‘_\""':“‘, about the result of the | gork at the M a Studios in a | Much ; | It belongs to an artist and his | Of & lone ;“”‘mm 1!:10 :";fl BA‘;';’T: wild party of the night before. thel!‘ld.‘r L there’'s no use of my wasting any MR Rk e 4 Wil 54 T IhSE Mary Roy hultz picture begopmes { . NSk SoRI); he cut in quickly. | wife who have gone to New York G'enrude had sald. t“‘n ol & Jionica was a great bellever in| S (To b:don‘:“ more time on it. I've already spent |y, »( A ”'m ‘\‘! ’_M‘m"'“"h I‘hn‘d(oo-r grea ends with Roy's wife, Tot- (“,e Z)“yd‘ls well be s nkll)le‘flboul for the winter,” Gus told her as Ln‘:“; u;;‘\; l‘hu‘t(v\:sm::u “t‘)‘\;’ 3":!. l\-cau(y sleep, even if she never h;neo m ly B:“ Bomahbl- §i duehity fn e endsavor.” Ay har and that she probanty | He: Gus MacCloud, “the assistant ‘\ an ]‘" pitapheitra by e Tobbie. ‘m v looked in at the little kitchen Pegl” hook""horflh“d s]: e vse:t to bed before mldnlghLB : cl nce 10 mwmd&'.pm“ un: She turned away and began Pac- | naq heard every word ot \ | director, falls in love with her and | YOU Kuow, yourself, that you|ijth jts rows of shining pewter | She & el nd, sure enough, when Bobbie | g next rd every word o OrmY | sho with him, haven't been able to get anywhere!|and copper pots, its glistening | Shabby little hat. rounded the corner of Cahuenga |story of Hollywood. i ! “You don't trust me,” Gus sald | Street, there were lights behind the ing up and down the room, her ; c o % d But when she learns that he's s ¢ months you've | china, its ruffled shelves. suddenly, his sullen eyes on her | gold-colored silk curtains of Mon- Fands clasped behind her and her it ik Dy i Salade ¢ X head b ht, while I L am;gire that 'the randden i rea ano s L 2 ! "Behind the house there was a snto th:nrl\ela!:'estm(\-fz(‘r P R . : Sthreat. | YOreing him she says she'll see | That, of course, was fhe truth no | neat Jittle yard that sloped down | (Foubled one. “You promise to do|ica's flat, and Monica's gay voice 3 ‘meakensd miscles — the result, 1| : vhen Mrs. Baker threat- |y o But her longing for him | Matter how much it hurt, and Bob- | 1o 5 wall that overhung the tiny | What I tell you to do—and then you | asked her up through the speaking Iy weakened muscles — the result T/ ened me with a blow had occurred | 5rovec'tos much, for her, and sho | Pie nodded, |t 2™V | tell mo to go to the dickens when | tube in the vestibule. O { cperienced. to Lillian no more than to me until | yepaing” friengs with him but re- | “You know, just as well as I do.| I yever saw anything so pretty | I 2dvise you to take this house!” She was in a house dress. sNot fuses to let him make love to her | that this town's full of girls as|ag this in my life!” Bobbie de- Well, T don't think I ought 0 a crisp muslin one, such’as most How to Keep It— take it Bobble answered stubg women wear when they are going T had just experienced. | the ‘end of her littl “It’s perfectly maddening,” Lilllan | o aneously ovr ey 2 | stmultaneously e e | pretty, or even prettier, than your-| ajare 5 S 1a at last, throwing herself into| .. o b until he's free, his wife does | Prett g clared as she and Gus lganed over = c 5 said & message of alarm to each other, and | oy po givores, and Bobbie is su elf, 1" smooth voice ram on. | tne sione wall, side by side. *If 1 bornly. I dom't think 1t's right|to “flop around the house,” but a || Causes of Iliness prised that Gus, who seems to be ooks and brains don't count naq a house of my own, I'd want it | for @ girl to’live all by herself, | Copenhagen blue silk one with sil- ¥ especially it she has a man friend | ver lace around the square neck. #: Shair oppoalte, I suppose she's with one accord we hurried across violently in 1o much when a girl’s trying to break | 15 e just like this.” ¥ a two. And what's more, it isn't| Monica got her ideas about house BY DR MO S FISHBEIN exactly what she appears, LUt O jy.. yoom and flung open the door the other hand she might be an | 15 TR N Rk N ] B entirely different looking person | ° H® °- k her to mar - into pictures, these days. Some| "of ‘course, she didn't wanta an underneath all that camouflage. We found her in a huddled, ‘rm~ ells her he doesn't believe in mar- time she gets in by z\lstrokP of | house of her own. Nothing was | Tight, and I'm not going to do it! dresses from the moving pictures. Editor Joamnal of the American Those thick-lensed spectacles effact. | parently senseloss heap on the f100 | riago for film folks. pure luck—but oftencr iU’s becaue | fiiler from her desires. What| Gus watched her in sflence for| “Hello, Lovey!” she greeted Bob- | “Uof SP9RA OO €00 Ao ually conceal her eyes, that gray |@ few steps from the door. But| popbie learns that he is running | Some man is back of her, pushing|ghe did want, just then, was a |2nOther minute while she stared | bie, and kissed her as tenderly as geia, the Health Magazine thatch of hers could easily be a en with a shocked exclamation, 1| around with Monica Mont, a movie | 1er as I'm going to push you. areer—the thing that Gus had | PACK at him. . * |if they never had had a spat—as if | (o if b R0 T ca"ed‘;‘n’um i wig, and_I'm almost certain that jWent down on my knees beside her | actress who once lived at Mrs. Man- | He reached out for one of her|just promised to give her, it she nd if you don't trust mg, you | there never had been any bitter- | ol e St O M“’ver, pome of The apparent lines and gan's, and who “borrowed” most of | small limp hands, and held it tight |would put herself into his hands, | Certainly dom't care for me” he[ness betwsen them. “Awfully nice ; Y i 3 : | . sald as if he were finishing a . ” many people, it is highly contagious. crows’ feot thinly disguised by ner |1 | Bobbie's clothes and even some of | as he went on: A career in pictures. What could E toseeiyouifor a minute, It spreads rapidly through schools Touge and powder, are in reality 3 s said feebiy. | her jewelry when sho left. Lottie; “I can do a lot for you—T can/he more wonderful? Who could thought. % But she did not ask Bobble to | /"oy i chieitions where there themselves part of a clever make- | “But when I saw that awful woman | gchultz is jealous of Monica, too, | make you if yow'll let me. I'm infask for anything better? All at “Yes, and vou certainly dou't|.come in and sit down. She did mot |t b F He & ore e on know she's fall enough to (start to strike you, Auntie Madec, | because Roy spends so much of | a position to, now. And if yowll|once, as she stood there above the | Care for me, sither:” Bobbie flamed | even ask her to take off her things. | 27 MR FOCTEn L be & man, but of course, that's a far- | I thought I'd die, T tried to gt 10| his time there at wild parties. One [ just put yourself into my hands—" | whispering little brook, Bobbie felt out at him. She was furlously|She just stood there in the center | .. L Ay 5 SxLTaor .'““h"" gotched and melodramatic guess. | you, but fust befors I reached th® | night, during a New Year's cve par-| oI will!" Bobbie interrupted him | dreadfully sorry for all the women | 2N&TY, all of a sudden. "If you iof the little hallway, with the light !ezorjgims fl!::l;e:lr?l Cf;-] and "‘1 ‘fl‘S However, T'd stake a year of my |door, I got so faint that T fust|iy at MacCloud's house, Stella Del- | qagerly, “I'l do everything you|in the world who couldn’t have a |d!d: ¥ou'd ask me to marry you in-|above her head casting queer rosy pacsTy. (g e life—and I haven't so many Jeft to rrumrl"\'!l r]lo“'n to the f!uar,t ‘m;. | roy drinks poison and leaves behind | te1] me to do. I'll obey you like a |career in moving pictures. For all | Ste2d of frf:;l;‘m’;t up shonlm ;:'nglin lh;d!})l“vsdn;‘xd lights upon her face. '\'}i;‘ s;x;,::eswh? ‘:‘;‘r!reer“r;::; 's a fake, and that | Auntie Madge, say, youw're not hurt, | her a letter telling of her unbappy =y rate 5 see me without anybody finding ehind her, through the door that | wager—that she' ling 20D d seal. Watch me ‘lhe women who had to spend their | it out! —Well, T won't be 2 sneak | led to the living room, Bobble could ,51“:‘"‘::,”“01[},‘??'52 .‘he‘ “e;,ho, 5 sease Is rather rare in infants or in elderly per- sons. her name never was Baker.” | say it, SAY IT!"” {love affair with Gus MacCloud. But | [jttle did she suspect, as she days in little houses, in little back |- She stopped abruptly and looked | She fairly shricked the last words | neither that nor her jealousy Of | said it where that fnnocent little | vards, in littls apartments. Tor | [ YU are! And you can talte your | see a table laid out with a cold ehallengingly at me. at me, and the next second was sob- | Monica, cures Bobbie of her infatua- | remark was going to lead her that | women who had to do all the dul) | darned old part in your darned old ' supper of salad heaped with fluffy “I'm inclined to agree with you” |bing wildly in a burst of hysteria | tion for MacCloud. He lends her | ttarnoon | nomely tasks — the dish-washing, | MO¥le: and give it to Monlca | mayonnalse, poppy-seed rolls, ripe |™"J, 1 said hurriedly, “but—" T signaled | such as I never had deemed possible | money on a diamond brooch, willed |~ Gus laughed. “All right, we'll|the bread-baking, the bed-making, [ 10Nt or anybody else. Because 1|olives, salmon, cold meats. The I'ortunately, when a person has warningly toward the next room | for the self-contained little modern. | to her by Aunt Gertrude, who dies | hegin foday,” he said. “Go and|the marketing, and the mending! | WOUIdN't have it as a gift—now!" |kind of things that can be brought oncs had mumps he is not likely whers I knew Mary was able to| Copyright, 1927, by Newspaper | suddenly, and on a diamond bracclet | jump into vour other clothes, and | Terrible jobs, those! *| She started away from him, Kick- [ In from a neighboring delicatessen. | t© Dave them again. everhear the conversation, and )] Feature Service, Inc. that was Andy's Xmas present to | 711 show vou fust where to start,| “I thought you might like tnis|ing the gravel walks of the little| I sec you're expecting someon = (Besius With Fover her. He persuades her to stay on in | ana how.” "[nouse. 1It's for rent,” the volce of { 5arden as she went. He did not|she said frankly, and reached for incu‘i)e'\ti(o‘u‘dencei i;dmm S Hollywood when she grows dis-| Bobbie wondersd what he meant. |Gus cut in upon her thoughts. Tyre. ar 6y fo sl hen the door knob. I just dropped in | JUPREOD Pelicd, or the time couraged, and when he finally gets | as she took off the blond wig, “12" Bobbie turned w goid- | At the side of the house, In | for a minute, anyway, to tell you | o = 1ae:flm for the hsezue tc: | a picture to make at Magnifica, of- | white muslin bodice, the blue skirts | flecked cyes upon him. Surprise | 'ittle bed of sweat peas, lay a|what a nice party you had last|, o ?‘x* oA te P;trs‘"’l £L) OM‘QA | fers her a part in it. He takes her | and the wooden shoes of Dutch | was written plainly fn them. “I?2" crumpled ball of gray paper. It|night—" A -. T)‘D 5 o 0t L] about 18 to the desertod studio on a Sun-| Gretchon, In five minutes she was| “Yes. You. You can afford to |CRUENt her eses as she passed, and| “Now, what do vyou say a thing | i¥l Fhe FATHCSt symptoms are day afternoon to show her the | hack in the little white sports dress | rent a decent place now,” Gus an- | She stooped to pick it up. like _that for?” Monlea gsked her | O, 1 am({fit tholeniledadyand | Dutch costume she's to w and | and the tiny felt hat that had heen | swered her, although the question | , It Was the letter she had seen | sneeringly. “You know it wasn't| 0 " 9{\_“ f“efl u\m} perhaps | she puts it on behind & screen ip | steamed and pressed or salary had never been | GUS reading in the studio an hour|a nice party! You know it was a - {{:{un "‘t‘?“ x;"‘ : a few days, cul- his office. and steps out from be- | times in Mrs. Mangan's kitchen so | brougt “You'll want to live in { Pefore: 3 ¥ dickens of a party, with that sap | [ WAHDE finally in aching, tender- | hind it to ask him how she 100KS | that always looked fresh and|a quiet place—a place where you CHAPTER XLVIII of & Lottle Schultz horning in and | [058, 2ol sweling of the glands as Gretchen, In the film “Hilda | new and oh, fo smart. can Bave: your frig 4 There is probably nothins in the | dragging away her husband! 1 |JUjLin front of the car. ¥rom Holland.” | "“Here T am, Gusty, all ready to|that tacky boarding house. world that-js any sillier than a | could have smacked her for i s nase sy, tiein the NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY | play follow-my-leader!” she called| “But T haven't any friends here,” [ l0Vers' quarrel. A thought struck Bohble. “Ill [ FP2C° URCOr the ear “",; ezt CHAPTER XLVIT | Tightly to MacCloud, as she stepped | she said, “and I don't want to see | The only tragic part of them is| bet it's Roy Schultz who's golng to | (e oNs OF 16 Jaw, = rasing up Gus dld not look up for a minute | out from behind the dusty green|a lot of people the next few weeks. | that they never keem silly while| have supper with her!” bt aaiy som‘m”l and giving the : or so. | sereen. [T want to work hard for you all | they are going on. : And just at that preclse second | OO0 gynatisTotasque . /an; —_— g He merely nodded and went fln‘ He was reading the letter on[day, and sleep twelve hours every| And o Bobbie felt as if her heart | she saw a fawn-colored hat that | FElNurn o By Thornton W. Burgess S : | reading a lotter that lay before him | pale gray paper for the second | night so that I'll look fresh and |2nd her pride had just been broken |lay on the console table beside| . 0 ym) ‘kp 01 oo g on the desk. Bobbie could see that | time, But when she came up 1o |peppy in front of the camera. I'm |38 she walked out of the grass-|ner. It caught her eye and held it. bine bl‘ 9 ’}‘l‘“ 98 chowine il By accldent we often gain S he frowned as his eyes traveled | him, he stuffed it into his trousers |going to be a credit to you, Gus.8rown driveway of the little white | she knew whose hat that was! SR d‘ e "l‘]"fs not The thing we long have sought in down the pale gray page, with a ! pocket, and got up. [ You'll be surprised” she lavghed, |house and started down the quiet, | She turned it over and looked in- | OV WP and down easiy, and vain. FB - silver monogram at the top. She| Down the bare wooden gtairs| “I'd die of the blue creevies, I'd SuUnny street. : side of it. Yes, there they were! | oril :o “i X"‘"‘Y 0, pa ”“]' —Mrs. Jimmy P wondered whose monogram it was.|they went, arm in arm, locked s0 afraid here alone at night,| Then she heard Gus starting his ) The letters ~A. MacL. printed in |, 000 )“T s“l SIANCES RIG:IANA L i Slowly and absent-mindedly he | closer on ever: Then out|anyway" she added, ‘*with the |car, and she quickened her slow | gold on the leather sweatband, just | OVl the saiwa Pours °“(tl e Jimmy Skunk and his family were L B [arew nis flat gold cigarette case | into the cor filled with | nenrest neighbor on the ofher sid |Pace. He drove alongside of her |where she knew they would be: | j2PldW and the paln s still fur- getting into a bad habit. At le: AL from his pocket and laid it on the | hlinding sunli and into the|of the park, and that little brook |@nd called to her. But what was Angus' hat doing “I’l"‘if"“‘“ i R it is what Mother Brown thought. d desk. Then from another pocket | dark-green roads Through the | talking to itself—ugh!” “Bobbie, come on and get in,” hie | here in Monica’s hall? She had |, i*eHEeRC ;”.“ & b ?"&‘;“‘ cy were getting into the habit of \ W B (1o drew a gold maten case, and | iron gates, and out into Sunset| “Yom could have a housekeeper,” | beEged her, opening the door of thé [ seen it herself on his smooth blond | o0 ©F the Tlood in the helshbor- coming up to the house before it : a cigarette. He went on read- | bonlevard, crowded with automo- |he said carclessly, “and I could |roadster. “I didn't mean to hurt| head, less than two hours before! i A e e 143 time for supper. Whenever this : [ bites, A% Gus sald, everybody in | come, sometimes, and have supper |YOUT feclings. I just thought it| “What's this doing here2” she |§.1'8 0 8 TIEWE [0 the TAvs of Lappened and it happened quite N e he sald finally, his eves | tho world seems to drive a car on | with you. I don't like the idea of | Would be nice for “you to have a |had asked the question of Monica | (°TPOTATY deafhess —LSwly Cle citen, Mrs. Jimmy would go to the . Tickn still on the letter, “Ill be—jig- | Sunday! | your coming up to my house any |decent place to live—" { almost without realizing that she |5 < ns Teaches o R Litchen door and scratch on the gered!” His frown had turned into | At first Bobbie thought he was | inore, Lottie Schultz docs a lot of on’t speak to me!” Bobbie | spoke. the Dol on L o Sl coor. It Mother Brown did not : a < scowl. | heading for Beverly Hills and 1is | rubber-necking lately, and there's | Tapped out, her chin in the air.| Monica glggled, so that fine little | Whole discasc tends lo dlsappesr. come and open the door at once : the matter?” Tobbie|own) white house. But he turned | hound to br nasty talk if you keep [ And ““l!h ;sm’us of her lovely, | laughing wrinkles sprayed out from | 1% 1ight cases the times from came closer to him, nd leaned | | off suddenly into a quiet little sid-|on (f)lllhll! graceful shoulders and a curl of | each corner of her blue eyes. Gnil afliy sesin to! b anly thueatcd beginning of the disease to the Ars. Jimmy would grumble and | gp. ] ; growl a little and keep right on| “";g“,,jf;“;;{;;;‘ 2nd ST gainst hia desk, her full blue sotin | strect, lined with white houses and | Ho turned around, hands in pock- | her 1ip, she walked on. “Now, what do you suppoge its | €0 ma scratching. She would scratch and skirts billowing around ler and | shaded with pepper trees. , ‘and took another long look at | His car crept along beside her, | golng hore? You don't suppose it | O 4% - : scratch, until finally the door would | ics on the floor for Mr. and Mus. |the long yellow braids swinging At the very end of it was a tinythe friendly little house with its | going at a snail's pace. walked here, do you?” sho asked | A sudy of many cises o be opened. Jimmy and the youngsters, As usu- from side to side as she moved. | private park with a thread- reen roof cocked on top of it like “Come on, Baby, don't act like a|impudently. “H's here because | 1 29 'p‘l XS ‘da_‘ [‘» 4 ‘hn One night the Skunk family ar-|al, Mother Drown fastencd the| “Gosh, you look like a billion!” | hrook running through it, and fac- | a cap. simp,” he coaxed her. “You act as | Gus wore it here a while ago. He's | 1% & Shecial prediffcton Tor T rived unusually early. They should | screen door open, so that the Skunks | Gus’ eyes suddenly smiled, clear- | ing it was a small white house. “You know, T get doggoned lone- |if I'd insulted you or something.” [ gone over b Chapman's for some f“::“]f‘mg ;“r‘me;‘ sf”:wm:gzn(‘; o | i I 7 % i " have known better. Perhaps they did | could back out as they always want- ing the scowl away from his ce. | It was the I ind of house that|some some tim Bobbie.” His ou did insult me. Bobbie | jce cream. Is there anything else ir permanent detriment For Gieyiiad o, Mra o i gave him a sudden sharp glance B > v 7 e : know better, but perhaps y | ed to. Mrs. Jimmy was the first one | D 8] you'd like to know about him his reason jt is customary to con | He repeated it slowly, “Gosh, | fairy-tale picture books are full of thought that it was worth trying to help herself and back out with [ You look like a billion in that ri —a darling little house with dia- | warmed stone of the little wall, “I [from her gold-flecked eyes. “But “Yes, a lot of things—but I don't | (& TEEOL e % i anything once. Anyway, they ar-|the tidbit she had chosen. All the| He Eot up slowly, too, and came ' mond-pancd windows a grecn | get lonesome for you. It seems to yowll never have a second chance. | believe you know the answers to [ 1 t" Wsfl ““;;:P" f ed rived at the house extra early. Of | time Mrs, Jimmy was thinking hard. | around the corner of the dc | shingle roof. Tt nestled in a green | me that we see each other so lit- | See?” them, dearest,” Bobbie said with %7 g slvarthiem yimilddise o 2 ourse, there was no food in the | “It's funny,” thought she, “how 1|Put his hands on her shoulders. ' garden hehind three gnarled old |{le, You have to be home at mid- | They were near the corner now, that cutting sweetn i ne A POX Lo shed for them and also tho kitchen | scratched and scratched and | She could feel their warm smooth | trecs, and the walk that led up 10 | night, alwaws, or Mrs. Mangan will [ and Hollywood Boulevard was only | raged woman. “Jus Ny 1|08 I the way .of medidng door was shut. It happened that|scratched and nobody came. Then |eavy pressure through the white | ¢ ag-stone all embedded in | throw a fit—and Loftie Schultz will [ @-few vards away. In a minute or|was here, will you?” She turned the E’"“{‘l-“vv ALHOMBIY StieranpLoT Mother Brown was in the front of | when that door banged some onec|Musin bodice of the Dutch dress. | pa ss. throw ono if wo stay up at my |two Bobbie would be swallowed up | and started down the stalrs. Hon0f wars ek ‘“""l"‘“el": the house, so that she did not hear [ came at once. T wonder if it could | Then suddenly he lifted them What a duck of a little house!” | onse after ten o'clock. I seem |in the Sunday afternoon crowds,| *No, best-beloved, I'm no messen- :n"» "“‘F' A8 HENEDacp Rald) ']“ Mre, Jimmy scratching at the door. | have been the banging of that door? | from her, and shoved his swivel | Bobbie cricd as Gus stopged his | always to be saying goodby to you |and Gus knew it. gor service! Tell him yourself:” [ 0525 I8 not “’Sp"g"‘“’ "“‘”'h = Mrs. Jimmy scratched and [T wonder if T could make that door | Chair toward her across the floor. | car in front of it. Then *f'rnh\" just when T'm beginning to enjoy | ‘‘Bobbiel” he called desperately.| Monica called after her, and [o"° ¢ 1‘]““’ record of cases '1 L scratched, but nobody came. She |bang again? When we come again “8it down, Bobs, I want to talk | thought struck her—perhaps some | myself. “Darling, won't you talk this thing | closed the door of her suite with | “°r® :r:‘ I‘;m“v-en e o-mdn i grumbled impatiently while she | I'm golng to try it. Yes, sir, I'm go- | 0 YOu" he eaid, and swung one | friends of his lived in it, and per-| Well, that was true enough, Bob- | OVer calmly? Please!” a bang that was like a clap of | W05t 60,000 persons concerned. listened for Mother Brown's foot-|ing to try it.” leg over the corner of the desk,|haps they were going calling on|{hie thought. Evenings when they But she simply shook her head, | thunder. and walked on with her eyws| “Well, it didn't take Gus long to steps. Then she scratched again.| That s exactly what Mrs. Jimmy |2nd faced her. ‘lhv n! were together seemed all too short. . She kept this up for some t{ime, |did do the next night when she ar- Look here,” he began, “it's a )h, Gue, T don’t want to go In!” (It was always time to separate just | Straight ahead of her. As she|console himself,” Bobble thought Menus for lhe Fam'ly growing more and more impatient. | rived. She didn’t waste any time|dead certainty that they'll let me she said, as he got out and opened | when they were having ,the nicest [geached the corner, the engine of | bitterly, “If he can't get me, he The whole family were growing im- | scratching. She found at once that | Put you into this picture. And it's|the door on her side of the car.|time—settling down to a good talk e green car gave a sudden roar, | goes to Monica!™ patient. she could hook her claws into the [# £00d part. T think I can work it| “Look at me. This terrible old hat! |—driving along under the magic | 2nd Gus started off in the opposite | And how could any man really | RBreakfast — Stewed prunes, ce- Now, there was a screen door, as { screen and pull that door part way o Magnifica will give you a con-|and this dress! It's too short, moon of southern California. direction. want to be with Monica? There | real, thin cream, bread crumb pan- well as a regular door, and this | open and then let go. And she tract by the time we've finished the ! I've been crying! I can't go vis And yet wasn't it a queer thing She hadn't expected him to glve | was no.charm about her, no beauty. | cakes, maple syrup, milk, coffee. screen door, ltke most well ordered | found that the banging of that door ‘ up the ship so soon, and she was| Nothing but loudness, cheapness, Luncheon — Cream of spinach screen doors, was closed with a | hrought results much more quickly | m— - deeply surprised as she watched|and a kind of careless cheerfulness. | soup, croutons, open brown bread spring. 1t you opened that door it | than did scratching. Mother Brown & R T TR 3 T him go. And she knew that her [ Oh, well— and cottage cheese sandwich, sliced would close the instant you let go | was tickled. She told her family Pk . RS 3 4 5 chance to have a movie carcer was| It was seven o'clock when she |oranges and bananas, sugar cookies, of it. There was no fastening. You jabout it at the table. “Tomorrow 3 2 4 = 2 B 3 3 N going with him, in all probability. reached the corner of Cahuenga | milk, tea. see, that spring held it closed. It |night I'm going to watch and sec it : ; X Mg 1 o P 5 “But I don't carc!” she thought|Street and Hollywood Boulevard. | Dinner — Stuffed veal steak, was on this screen door that Mrs. |it's really true,” sald Farmer 4 i g . i 5 3 N furfously, as she stood teefering on| She went into the drug store there | twice-baked potatoes, new earrots Jimmy did most of her scratching. | Brown's Boy. The next night he did, 3 4 T £ . i her high white kid heels on the | and looked over the magazines, aS|and peas, stuffed kumquat sal That is, she scratched on the wood- | and found that it really was true. 4 v ; il e cdge of the sidewalk. “He needn't| if she were going to buy one. bran n,n'g, canned white cherrie en frame of the door. As she grew | (Copyright, 1927, by T. W. Burgess) £ 2 e ; % think he can treat me the way he| No one seemed to take any no- | date cake, milk, coffee. 3 more and more Impatient because — i - . : SRR b treated Stella Delroy and get away | tice of her. The store was crowd- Cottage cheese is considered an Mother Brown didn't come to open | The next story: “The Midnight ; : . 4 3 1 with it!” No doubt he once had|ed, and the clerks were just as |excellent food for children as young the door. Mrs. Jimmy pald less | Scare.” A » i i 1 s been desperately in love with | busy as they could be, serving peo- [as three years of age. Of course the attention to where she was scratch- _— ¥ " - . Stella, too, but not enough In love | plo with sodas and sandwiches, | cheese must not be highly seasoned ing than to how she was scratching. John Hartford of West Baldwin, 3 y 31 4 : & & to ask her to marry him. clgars, headache powders, and face | with salt and pepper and should be The result was that she accidentally | Me,, is a combin Wind ¢ i 4 ¢ 3 g A She walked along the Boulevard | powders. made moist with thick swebt cream. hooked a claw in the wire screen, o 1 harne lor, 3 . : and up into Griffiths Park, and sat Presently Bobbie’s fingers touch- | The luncheon can be served to small and when she pulled back r‘m e ¢ i . 3 orle s mu}:;nmt ltllllyd w:\tchln’z ed the sheet of crumpled gray paper | children without milk since a cream ulled that screen door open a lit- | 5 . - ’ he lovers” who strolled around, | in her sports dress pocket, and she | s, well as the cottage cheese Do way. Tt trightened her a bit.| FLAPPER FANNY SAYS: . " Fai i band in hand, arm in arm. took It out. She looked at It |is included in the ment. Yea, sir, Mrs. Jimmy was a little ) E . ’ : ; i 5 At sunset she went back to Mrs. | knowing that she had no business Stuffed Veal Steak bit frightened. The swinging open [ I ; k. ; 5% 5 " T Mangan's and made lettuce sand- | reading it, but that she was going | One slice veal steak cut 1 1-2 of the door startled her and the . 3 % ;. A & , & wiches for her supper. to read it, anyway. inches thick, 1 teaspoon salt, 1-2 catehing of her claw startled her. v v 4 : 5 The Mangans were out, and the “My dear boy,’ ‘it began. “Well, | teaspoon pepper, 1-2 teaspoon Bo that she backed away hurriedly. B 3 v o & : house was empty and so quiet that|at last Gertrude has her divorce | ground mustard, 1-2 cup chopped The claw slipped out of the sereen ¥ 7 % g . % 3 you could have heard a pin drop|and the papers here have stopped | fresh mushrooms, 4 tablespoons but- 2nd the door swung closed. Bang! | A 5 ; i P b S in it. Now and then Mrs. Mangan's | printing stories about you and her. | ter, 1 tablespoon grated onion, 1 The whole family was startled by “ g . T : - : g o new canary bird, Sheikee, trilled | T cannot tell you what I have gone | tablespoon minced parsley, 4 table- the nolse that door made. But with P d ] 3 5 By B softly as it to itself, but there Was | through the last few months, ever | spoons minced uncooked lean ham, that bang something happened. They | S W ; i A : no other sound. since Gertrude made up her mind | 1 cup coarse bread crumbs from heard footstaps coming quickly | > & i 3 5 4 Dusk crept through the rooms, | to leave you. Thank goodness, it |soft part of loaf, boiling water. across the kitchen floor. Then the = ! 9 4 i & ; ¥ s and the swift semi-tropical dark- | is all over and done with, finally. With a long sharp knife cut a door swung open and there WAS | | 0 i L - ness of Californla came soon aft-| T surely hope, Angus, from the | pocket through the cutlet, cutting Mother Brown. Such a funny look = . ; St 7 : . : erward. The sitting room clock | hottom of my soul that you will |almost through the slice. Lay back of surprise as there was on her face 4 { N - & seemed suddenly to tick very, very! never marfy again. Some men are | top and rub insides with salt, pep- 85 xhe looked down at Mrs. Jimmy | : L T ¢ i T 3 y i loudly — tick-tock, TICK-TOCK, | not fitted for married lifs, and it | per and mustard thoroughly mixed. and the family. . £ o ‘ TICK-TOCK. is very plain to me that you are | Melt butter, add mushrooms, onion, “Who slammed that door?” sald ! . ¢ e e : i “What a spooky place a house | one of those men. And if you | parsley and ham and simmer for Mother Brown, looking all around . 3 e i3 9 can, ba when you're alone in it!" | picked up with one of-those com- | ten minutes. Add bread crumbs and this way and that, as if she ex- b I i . i e thought Bobble, and she switched | mon moving-picture actresses she | remove from fire. Mix ‘thoroughly pected to see some one standing +E < 3 4 ¢ - i ] on all the lights downstairs. “Im- | might not be as considerate of you | and add just enough boiling water there. ; : Ve i 3 E - . # agine living in one all by yourself, | as Gertrude has been, when she [to make moist. Spread stuffing over No one said anything, but Mrs, | L+ ) £ s . ” g 1 week in and week out!" She shud- | decided to leave you. Never once, | lower piece of meat and bring top Jimmy promptly made it clear that | (} E 4 % & R dered as she thought ot the little | through all this trouble, has Ger- | down. Sew edges firmly together. B vt i g () thahoy \ ) : oy A - Vi white house she had seen that aft- | trude mentioned the Mrs, M. affair, | Brush over with melted butter and Mother Brown looked more puzzled B 4 1 %% ) L ernoon—all by itselt beyond that | although she must have known |broil 30 minutes turning four times than ever. “I wonder,” sald she, “if ” i il i 3 G i e 4 ki little green park. about it. Poor Gertrude! She and | during the process. The steak can it ean he that you slammed that : ? i D — s “I won't live in it for love nor|Angle are staying here with me |be pan-brolled or b-olled under a door. Anyway, now that you are | |©1827 8Y NeA seRvicE inc. ! et . 5 money!” she said to herself, and | for a while. gas flame. In either case sear both BNl 1 ptos L can. find snough to REG U8 PAT OFF all at once it came to her that she | The businegs is doing very well, | sides first and then reduce heat irdi i R e I Tt Vi ook couldn't stay there in Mra. Man- | although some times I could wish | slightly. Bo Mother Brown hurrled about | for what your neighbors know 5;1‘;\‘:" ho:;v alone ntno‘ny\‘«;r mdlnu::, :’au v\elre m:re interested in it Remove cord and serve on a hot Bl Won Bad txree sintia Bel: LAROHE Fots A By it LS - 3 o s 2 . 2 er! She was frightene 0| Your Uncle Charlle is 5o old-fash- | platter garnished wi p o g | YOU DON'T TRU ST ME, YOU CERTAINLY DON'T CARE FOR ME. death at nothing at all—nothing | lonad and competition 1a pretty TeEica b { " i, ; | | | |