New Britain Herald Newspaper, May 12, 1927, Page 14

Love’s Embers Adele Garrison’s Absorbing Sequel to “Revelations of a Wife” Beginning Mary Has & Duel of Wits with Eleanor Lincoln. It was only for an instant that I saw panic mirrored in the great black pansy eyes of Eleanor Lin- coln, our mysterious new neighbor. 8o swiftly did it vanish that [ told myself T must be mistaken in think- ing she had betrayed fear at Mary Harrison's assertion that she was powsstive she had scen her hefore. “It's entirely possible,” Miss Lin- coln sald with a touch of hauteur that someway became her better than the rather hoydenish manner she had shown but a moment be- fore. “But it's not very probable. We came here from the W not so very long ago, and 1 spent several weeks in a hospital—throat trouble that 1 did not go around New York very much. Really about t only place where you could have seen me was at that club where Mr. Veritzen played. Were you there?” It was Mary's turn to b panic and with cause. The se her identity as the masked da the night-club had been caref guarded since the night which marked the dramatle finals of experience. But this stranger who had seen Noel there might very easily have noticed her also, and need only the present filip of mem- ory to make an accurate and embar- rassing guess, I cast about in my for an interpolation which would save Ma an answer, when Dicky easily and plausibly came to the rescue. “You're touching on a sore sub- Ject, Miss Lincoln,” he said lazily. “My niece always wanted to go to that club to see the famous masked dancer who was there for a time, but she had so rigid a regime of study that she never felt she could spare the time to go. And then, upon the only night when she took an evening off and went down there, the masked dancer was ill and did not appear. Mary never had the courage to repeat the experience.” 1 was amazed at ingenious mixture of truth and felsehood. Lut for a tense minute 1 thought he had overreached himself, for Miss Lin- eoln was gazing at Mary with ab- sorbed interest. “I saw that masked dancer.” she ®aid slowly, “the same night T heard a New Seriab———————/ | Mr. Veritzen play, *“and do you T WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE Death strikes Garrett Iolsom | know, if your uncle's words hadn’t | While bathing at Ocean Town, N. J. made my fancy impossible, 1 should imagine you were she. You have the | same height, figure—everything.” | T¢ Mary in the future acquits her- | GUiry is sclf with such histrionie ability as she did at that cruclal moment, there will be no question of her | success. “How perfectly wonderfull” she | caroled. “1 am simply thril pink. I've heard so much about that girl, and weznted to see her so much, and 10w to be told that I look like her! Do you hear, Auntie Madge, every- I warn you I'm going to be bly concelted from now on.'” all laughed, dutifully, and Lincoln, evidently satisfied, ssed Noel again Veritzen' is an unusual name,” she said. “Do you — are you by any related to Philip Veritzen, mous theatrical producer?"” el flushed painfully. “He is my father,” he sald slowly. | The girl clapped her hands as if | ‘she were a child who saw a hox of bonbons approaching labeled for | her, “Oh, how fortunate!” she said. “T was wondering how 1 was gzoing to see him. Now it will he very simple. You shall take me to him and in- . I want him to hear me. high ambitions. T wish to be- come eat actress, and as he holds the most exalted place in his profession, 1 desire to see him. T saw Dicky start perceptibly at this extraordinary speech, and knew that despite his admiration of the girl he was having hard work to subdue a chuckle at her n au- dacity. When T thought of the thorny hedges of res which | Philip Veritzen had built around himself, and the almost impossibil- ity of his listening to any novice whom he had not himself selccted for an audience, T silently cchoed Dicky's amusement, albeit T also felt a bewilderment at a certain un- reasoning peremptoriness of phras- ing and manner in our young neigh- bor's astonishing proposition. Truly, T reflected, whatever might be our new neighbor's i as been | accustonied to 1 ight, ature Ser Peter Sees Bigmouth By Thornton W. Burgess Peauty is the point of view; ‘What pleases me may not please you. —Bigmouth the Hippo Peter Rabblt was just about to ask Spotcoat the Leopard miore guestions when the sound of & yawn caused Peter to turn his head. “Oh!"” cried Peter (faintl e&nd his eyes looked as if the eouldn’t possibly stay in his head. | You see, he was looking into a great | cavern of a mouth. Just how he knew it was a mouth he couldn’t | have said, but he did. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined such a mouth. It was broad and it | ‘was deep and it was 2o big that h2 could have sat right up in it with his ears straight up and then not touch the roof of it. Slowly the two great jaws came together and then Peter found himself looking at the | homeliest person he had ever seen. He knew it must be one of the people from one of those far away oountries, for, like the others, it Was in one of those grat cages on | wheels. But he hadn't supposed there was anybody in all the great world s0 homely. Spotcoat the Leopard saw funny expression on Peter's face. “That is Bigmouth the Hippopota- * sald Spotcoat. “Isn’t he a beauty?” Spotcoat grinned when he said this. “They call him Bigmouth the Hippo for short,” he added. Peter stared most impolitely and Bl the time he kept swallowing something that wouldn't go down. Here was some one with a body al- most as big as My Lord the Ele- phant, but that body was mounted on four short, very stout legs, like | tour posts. Thers was no hair on the skin. The ears were rather small and 80 wera the eves, but the mouth made up for all elss. Once | more Bigmouth yawned and all Peter could think of was the open- ing of Farmer Brown’s barn door. Just then Peter was joined by Dan- ny Meadow Mouse, who, in apite of all Nanny could say, had crept into the circus tent once more. Danny wasn't as big as one of Bigmouth's teeth. He winked and he blinked. “Did you ever feel so small in all your life, Peter Rabbit?” he de- manded. Peter confessed that he never had. “Why.” he sald, “his mouth is 50 big that 1f T should jump into it he would never know T was there. He must be a dreadful person when dreadful,” said the Leopard. who had o remark. “Nobody is particularly afraid of Bigmouth. You see, Big- mouth lives In the water. “He lives in the what? Peter. “The water.” *“Where he 1 River Hog." “Does he awim?" askecd Peter. Now, look here Tongears, if he Aldn’t swim how wonld h o in the water? Of course he swims," replied Spotcoat. “Does breathe Peter inquired. “No,” replied “He hreathes just as you and I do. But when he wants to go to the tom he can take a lot of air down with him: and he doesn't have to come up to breathe for some time. He likes to wallow in the mud @long the banks of a river.” Spotcont heard the cried replied Spoteoat. es they call him the like a fish? Spotcoat bot- [ n ) some | the ! | | Once more Bigmouth yawned “Does he eat fish or animala or | | birds?” inquired Peter. | | At this Spotcoat laughed right ! out. ow how could anybody so | big and clumsy catch fish or ani- {muls or birds?* he demanded. “I don’t know,” replied Peter. | “But any one with such a sutprising | mouth as that might be expected {to do surprising things. What does he live on anyway?" | | “Grass and water plants” re- | plled Spotcoat. “He's big and home- | {1y and clumsy, but really he is very | good-natured.” | (Copyright, 1927, by T.W. Burgess) | | Thes next story: “Peter Ask | | Danny to Bite Him. \Menas for the Family BY SISTER MARY Breakfast — Grape frult, aspar- agus omelet, whole wheat muffins, milk, coffee. Luncheon — Tomato chowder, toasted bread sticks, egg and letuce sandwiches, old-fashioned strawbers ry shortcake, milk, tea. Dinner — Chicken fricassee, new potatoes in cream, savoury wax beans, salad of radishes, onions and sweet green peppers, frozen custard, crisp cookies, milk, coffee Savoury Wax Beans Four medium-sized silve onfons, 4 tablespoons hutter, 4 table- spoons stock, 1 pound wax beans, 2 tablespoons lemon juics or vinegar, 1 teaspoon salt, 1-2 teaspoon sugar, 1-2 teaspoon celery seed. Remove heads and talls from beans. If heans are stringle: well and goo it not, cut a thin elice from each edge of bean to remove strings. Cut each pod in three or four pieces diagonall cross, Drop in boiling water to cover and cook until tender and water i evapora- ted. Tn the meantime peel and chop onions. Melt 2 tablespoons butter, add onions and cook until a golden straw color. Add stoek, cooked beans, remalning butter, lemon juice or vinegar, stir sugar and cel- fry seod. Stir lightly with a fork and bring to the boiling point but Ao not let Loil. Serve very hot. Copyright, 1627, NEA Serviee, Tne. kinned READ WERALD CLASSIFIED ADS FOR YOUR WANTS 666 i is a Prescription for Colds, Grippe, Flu, Dengue, dilious Fever and Malaria. ] It kills the germs { | ot | I can't | “But | | fortunate man'’s | the truth we can't depend on | zenerous After being perfunctorily examined | by a doctor, the body is brought to the Hotel Majusaca, where an in- ted. Folsom's bathigg companions had | been Roger Neville, Mbs. Helen Barnaby, and Carmelita Valdon. It is established that Folsom, just be- fore his death, had been standing next to Ned Barron, known as the copper king. Then the startling announcement is made that Folsom had been | stabbed to death in the water. Ross, his valet, is questioned, as are Bar- ron and his wife, but no light s shed on the myste Anast Folsom, eccentric and masterful sister of the dead man, arrives and takes command. At the inquest it is « blished that h death weapon vas a pichaq ental knife, and that it and its s !bhard had been purchased on boardwalk. Some suspicion attaches to one vdon $ears, who is a collector of curious bladed weapons, and ' ks Titus Riggs an ar- CHAPTER XX “That's all right, then,” said A 1 Folsom to Riggs, no more time over it just First of all. have you the slightest idea of any individual | whom you consider responsible for my brother's death?"” | “No, I haven't. except to may | ! that any one near him 1in the ocean | that morning might be the mur- | derer.” i “But the bathers time, W r way."” “And heps the logical way is | through the motive.” Now that's & sensible we can't hale to court all in the occan at that must get at it some rema | Of course we must work through And Wiat’s just what How could the motive. conceive of, any one want to kill my brother? Why, Garrett was the best man in the world. The finest charac- | ter, the kindest, dearest brother! | “Now, now, dear lady, T make all allowances for the devotion | {of an affectionate sister, but you | mustn’t idealize the man.” it’s true. Every one | knew him will tell you the He was a remarkable man—a man | | of a thousand.” Titus Riggs had heard much about Garrett Folsom since the un- death, and most of what he had heard was great at variance with his eister's opin- fons. Yet he felt a hesitancy about disturbing her ideals too rudely. said: to reason, Miss Fol- that somebody must have | your brother with & than your own. Folsom was killed by som, looked upon less kindly Unless Mr. mistake. “Do you think that probable?” “Frankly I don’t. Though it is | possible. But it we're to find out im- or vague suppositions. get down to facts. To | and proved testi- | eye aginings We must true evidence mony."” “That's and Anasta- sia’s face brightened. “But, so far as I can see, we have no evi- just it!” j-dence and no testimony of any ac- count.” ‘That's pretty nearly true. First of all, what about the man, Ross? Is he absolutely unsuspectable?” “Absolutely. I wish, in one way, T could suspect Ross. T mean ft would be a logical way to look. But he can't possibly be at fault, He is utterly respectable and quiet- lived; he has .always been devoted to Garrett's well-belng, and he fs, in all respects, the ideal servamt, with no underhanded ways or ul- terior motives.” “Does he galn anything from Mr. Folsom's will?" “There is a bequest to him of a thousand dollars. But that would never tempt him to murder his master, for I happen to know Ross has a good-sized bank account of his own. My brother gave him a salar; living expens even to clothes and a small motor car. No, Ross had nothing to gain by Garrett's death, and much to lose.” 8 “FTRST OF ALL, MISS FOLSOM, TWANT A LOOK INTO MR. FOL- | man SOM'S LUGGAGE AND PAPERS." | small legacies. | good fortune ! in an immense | back from that trip | ing you | that. | cheap items What about other servants?” “They are all Chicago.” “They receive Mr. Folsom's will 2" “Two or threc do. Oh, e out of the question.” “*'Who does benefit by the will?" “Only myself, Mr. Pelton, nephew, and Mr. Roger cach get about one-third of Gar- rett's estate.” “And as I exclude you, equests under But they are at our home in, your very the servants | that my | Bul Neville. We | tec! because | Folsom, and we'll leave enerous offer as to sal- ory open for the time being. When I prove to be of some real use to you then we can talk of remunera- tion. I know, as well as you dc, it secms absurd for a man 1o try detective work without any training or experience of any sort. you can also employ skilled de- ves, and if I fall down on the Job they may be able to carry on.” “I shan’t call in any one else until T see how you get on. But, sition, Mi vou loved your brother, and 1 ex- | of course, if the police continue the clude Mr. Pelton, because you tell me he was in New York at the time, that leaves only Mr, to be discussed. What about Him “I can't believe Roger killed Garrett—I've think he did—but that the things we must find out. you know, the man who did Kkill him must be some one who kne him, and for some reason wanted to put him out of the way. Now, 1 know of no reason for Roger Ne- | ville desiring Garrett's death, yet 1 suppos= that side of it must be look- e suspects Neville,"” Tite Rigg: sured himself, but aloud e scid: hat's right, Miss I‘olsom. We | must view it from every angle. Had | your brother any romance'in his Especially an unhappy one?”’ Not to my knowledge,” she re- plied, He may have had. There, is a road to be followed.” o 4 certainly. Now-—but I'm sure Mr. Folsom was in no way tinanecially embarrassed or want- ing for money."” “He positively was not. plenty and of late had had some of some sort that about to, bring him sum. All these things you can find out when vou investigate his business, but T feel sure our way does not lie in such paths, T think it was some per- sonal enemy coward who killed him in some epirit of petty revenge or imagined injury."” “Was he—excuse me—but Mr. Folsom ever, to your knowl- edge, a victim of blackmail?” again, had, or was “I am not offended—never hesl- | tate to speak frankly to me. So i far as T know | noyed he never was an- in that way, but it may have been. Innocent men are black- maiied, I've no doubt.” “They surely are. So we must try every trail we ecan think of. Mr. Tolsom has traveled a lot, hasn't he? “Yes, three years abroad. and he had lately He had been time.” “Then, for all we know. this tragedy may be the result of some episode or trouble that happened while he was abroad.” “It well may be, But that seem to render it hopeless, docsn't i and Anastasia looked deeply dis couraged. “Oh, maybe to simplify matters. Perhaps can tell us something.” No, I've asked him. If he knew anything he'd tell. But I'm hop- can pin the crime on to someone in America — someone down her “At any rate we must try to do 30. There's the dagger, yvou know. That ought to be a clue—" “I doubt it. I know how these auctions down here are run. T mean auction sales of unimportant goods. It that had been a really valuable Oriental curio, of course, not. That may help Ross | a record would have been made of the buyer and the price and all But there are thousands of sold at auction that are not recorded, why they should be.” 11 true enough. And with the ocean to clean it, there’s no chance of any finger prints on the:knife. No, it doesn’ seem lopeful as a clue, Yet the first principle of de- tection is Investigation of the wea- pon used.” “Well it's been investigated. T'm not unreasonable, Mr. Riggs. I don’t expect you to work miracl But and paild all his T do want you to use your commeon | senge, which {8 more than some detectives do, and work with me and see if we can't succeed.” “I'l do that. T accept your propo- Ruotstn—e ille | ¢ Neville no reason to re is ome of | man's intuition and quiet cleverness As | may be of service.” after a moment’s hesitation. | He had | or some miserabls | was | spent | only a short | and no reason | scarch I shall be interested. Also the hotel detective here is rather & r sort. And rest assured I shall ot be idle myself. T may not be able to do a man's work, but there kinds of detection where a wo- “That is certainly so. Now, first Miss Folsom, T want a 16k ! Ir. Folsom’s luggage and pa- CHAPTER XXI “Of course, that's what T you to do, Mr. Riggs,” said Anas sfa Folsom. “But 1 can't feel that vou can find anything of cvidential value where T have failed. I've hunted all through his belongings, and though I found a lot of things i T don’t understand, 1 saw nothing that seemed, in the least, a straw to show which way the wind blows. I suppose not, or ant would nake of these dolls?” “They surprise me. know that they are a fad, just now. And I know that the dolls here are of the best and finest French va riety. They doubtless came from ris. But they don’t suggest any- thing to me—do they to you “No, I can't say that they do. But it is a strange taste for a man of Mr. Folsom's type. T can® understand his having them in Paris—but to bring them home with him, and then to bring them down here — did he cart about wherever he went?" “Yes, some of them. Ross told | me that four or five of them were always packed with his luggage when he went away. “Queer, to say the least,” mented Rig com- Dan Pelton arrived about noon straight to his aunt's | apartment and found her there | awaiting him, Paxton, the maid, was hovering about, and Miss Fol- som dismissed her as she rose to grect her nephew. | “How are you, Dan? there. Smoke, if you' like. Now, icre's small use in your talking; you've nothing to say of intercst. | Il tell you all there is to know.” Whereupon she launched into a | full recital of the circumstances of ! Folsom’s death as she knew them, of the inquest and the verdict, and | then proceeded to outline her plans | for the future. | “I'm going to find the brute who killed Garrett if it takes my { whole lifetime and my whole for- | tune as well. My brother was the | only person on earth I loved or | cared for. I don't believe you care | two cents about it'all! You sit there | like a bump on a log saying noth- | “You sald for me not to talk,” observed Pelton, composedly. He was a tall, slender young man, about twenty-seven, and far | from handsome. His pale blue eyes ! were a trifle prominent, his pale | brown hair was scanty and his long, | thin fingers had a way of moving | restlessly about, as if his nervous | temperament demanded some phy- | sical outlet Yet he was calmly at ease, ex- cept for his ceaselessly moving | tingers, and he looked at his aunt j with a nod of comprehension. { "“And you're not far out,” he told her, “when you say T don't care much. About Uncle Garry's loss, I mean. I'm shocked and all that, at the manner of his taking { off, but, as you know, there was no | love lost between us, | “I know it, and T resent it, and { T resent your presence here—" “Of course you do, and you re- isent my inheritance under uncle’s will, and you resent my being alive at all!’” But, you know, Aunt asia, all that doesn’t cut any iee with me. We Folsoms are all i pretty much alike, each devoted to his own interests. Uncle Garrett was like that—" “Hush! Not & word agalnst him. T tell you, Dan Pelton, you'll | be sorry if you take that atti- “I'm not taking any attitude. T've never had but one feeling to- ward Uncle Garrett, and that is in no way changed by his death. But this talk is uscless. aunt, and as I | only came down for the funeral, I'll stay for that and then I'll go | back to New York.” “You'll stay here as long as T ant you to, and no longer. Come, | now, Dan, be nice to me. I'm very sad and lonesome and terribly up- set.” “I ‘know it, Aunt Stasia, and T really want to help you, but you know uncle and T never hit it off, all at once.” his murderer. You are the man | of the family now — in fact you and I are the only members of the family left, and we must not quar- rel.” “Well, I'll do all T can. what are all the dolls for? they yours?" 4 “No, they were Garrett's.” “Whew! Did he cart ‘them around with him? For they don't look llke the sort that grow down here.” “They are Parisian, that's clear. But they could have been bought here at that. Few things can't be achieved in Ocean Town. How- ever, he did bring these with him. Ross says he usually took them wherever he went, “'Oh, Ross, that he had. I don't see why T shouldn’t fall helr to Ross. Where is he?” “Here. He's in my employ now, but it he's willing you can take him over. T've no rcal use for a i servant, except as a sort of courier to look after my luggage, 1 say, Are you | have told me. What do you Of course I, them | Sit over | and you can't expect me to change | “No; but you can and must help | me, i possible, to find and punish | nd that's scarcely necessa khow, Dan, you will have about & third of Garry’s money—" “You bet I know it! And you have & third and old Neville fias a third. Aunt, why does Roger Ne- ville get so much?” “They planned it, Dan. Their wills were made at the same time, {and whichever one of them lived longer inherited a third of the other's fortune.” “Then what price Neville as the murdere! “Don’t be absurd. Well, as T was saying, now that you have a fair fortune if you like to take on Ross do so.” “All rooms, aunt. right, and T'll take these You can get others to suit you, And I suppose I can | have Uncle Garry's personal be- longings; I mean his mannish traps | —the ones you can't use.” Pelton gave a quick, appraising glance at his aunt, realizing sudden- ly that with her own mannish ef- | fects, there might well be a few of | her brother's things that she could ! use. But she gave little heed to the subject and acquiesced in his plans for getting herself another suite. | “But you're to help me, Dan® { she said, gravely. “If you donm't { I shall cut you out of my will, and | then the day will come when you'll regret it."” “You bet T would” he ex- claimed, fervently. “I don’t want to stcp off, Aunt Stasia, for But when expect to | | you | I'm really fond of, you. ! vou do I most certainly ! be your sole heir.? ! “You're a cold-blooded brute, Dan, but your prospects depend | entirely on your meeting my wishes so long as I am alive to them."” ! Here goes then. want me to do fir: | Dan Pelton was not really the | brute he seemed, but he had thor- | oughly ~disliked his uncle, while !he was friendly with his aunt. { Money was his god, and at heart | he was glad t circumstances ! had sent him a windfall. But he | also looked forward to the time; | when his aunt's fortune should | be his, too. though not with such | greedy anticipation that he de- | sired her immediate death. He was humanly shocked at his| {unele's fate, and more than will- ing to help his aunt in her efforts, | so long as it didn't interfere too | much with his own comfort. | “You sce.” he said, seriously, 1l Ocean Town has risen as one | man in indignation at this out- rage. Oh, I don't mean the bath- ing population, the frivolous beach crowd, but the important people, [city fathers, landholders, hotel {men and all that. And the police, though up against It, are trying to | do their best to get at the truth of | the matter.” How do you know all this?” ked his aunt in surprise. “You've only just arrived.” “Oh, 1 pick up news by in- stinet,” Pelton returned, lighting another cigaret and walking about { tho room as he took up and | serutinized one doll after another. “I suppose 1 can have these toys auntie?” To Be Continued Those dolls in Folsom's room. What significance do they hold, and why does Dan Pelton want them? Your Health How to Keep It— Causes of [liness What do you BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN Editor Journal of the American ‘Medical Association and of Hy- gela, the Health Magazine In a recent textbook on the diag- | nosis of _disease, at least twelve large pagks were occupled with the discussion of causes of head- ache. 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