New Britain Herald Newspaper, July 9, 1927, Page 10

" Love’s Embers Adele Garrison’s Absorbing Sequel to “Revelations of a Wife” Beginning a New Serial—————————/ Philip Veritaen Gets a First-Hand Account of the Lincoins At Lillian’s murmured assertion that there was trouble ahead for me with Philip Veritzen without go- ing out of my way to meet it, I whirled abruptly, facing her. “What do you mean?” I asked, forgetting to lower my voice. She put up a quickly warning hand, with a lifting of her eyebrows to- ward the maid at the other end of the room. “I'll tell you after we get back to my ‘dear little home nest’” &he sald with a wry grimace at the mocking reference to the small suite of hotel rooms in which she ‘was marking time until her daugh- ter came home from school. “But run some whale-bone through your upper lip until then.” She brushed a powder puff light- 1y over her cheek, gave her reflec- tion in the mirror a final critical glance and tucked her hand inside my elbow for the walk back to the balcony. “All right. Please consider me shock-proot from this second.” T #sald with a lightness I was far from feeling, and then we were back upon the balcony where a waiter and an omnibus were carefully pre- paring a table close to the balcony rajling for our dinner. 1 had not eaten since early morn- ing, before my train joruney from the east end of Long Island, and despite the bountiful breakfast Kat- {e had served at that time, the long motor ride following the railroad journey had made me listen with pleasant anticipation to Lillian's encomiugts upon the dinners of Philip Veritzen's planning. But her eryptic warnings concerning my em- ployer effectually robbed me of ap- petfte during the first courses of the most marvelous dinner I ever had been served. Gradually, however, T fought my- #elf back to common sense and by the time the fish course, delicately browned mountaln trout, appeared, 1 was able to do justice to what Mr. Veritzen patently conaidered one of the triumphs of his feast. “How do you manage it, Phil?” Lilllan asked. “It isn't o complex as it seems. 1 have a standing reservation for a You'll see it almost every day— The bluffer who will get his way. ~—Old Mother Nature Little Miss Curiosity, the runaway little Chuck, had run away straight into a new home. She was up in the kitchen of Farmer Brown's house. Yes, sir, that was just where she was. Wouldn't Johnny Chuck and Polly Church, her father and moth- er, have been surprised had they Xnown it? There she was all curled oD in & box behind the stove, paying mo attention to Mother Brown, who wes busy about her work. In fact, Little Miss Curlosity was fast asleep. Farmer Brown's Boy had gone ®ack to work in the cornfield. *Watch out for Black Pussy,” ‘he had warned Mother Brown. “Don’t et her hurt that little Chuck.” * Mother Brcwn had replied that she wouldn't let Black Pussy hurt the Little Chuck, and Farmer Brown’s Boy had gons his way. Busy about her work, Mother Brown forgot all abcut Black Pussy. Per- Tsps I should say, she forgot all about the little Chuck, for later that morning, When Black Pussy asked to come in, Mother Brown opened the door. Now it happened that at just that time Little Miss Curiosity had awakened, Right away she thought of that delicious food she had had tefore her nap. You will remember it was a molasses cookie. She de- clded she would like more of them. So she had just scrambled out of the box in which she had been sleeping, when Black Pu start- ed to go back of the stov Pussy was thinking of a nap. Such a surprised look as there was on the face of Tlack Pussy! Then her tail began to twitch. My, v, how it did twitch! Into her thought Black Pussy, and crouched to spring. Tt was just then that Little Curiosity discovered Black Pus have told you that she wa spunky little Chuck. She had never meen Black Pussy. but somehow she knew instantly that Black Pussy was an enemy. Do vou think that Jittle Chuck turned to run away? Not at all. She chattered her teeth, as only a little Chuck c what do you think aia? made a little rush straight a Pussy. Yes, sir, she did so. right straight at Black Pussy, tering her teeth and snarlin It was all so sudden that Pussy didn't have time to think. 1f she had had time to think things might have ended differently ut she didn't have time to think. Sh was used to having those she t to catch Tun aw: was running in:the wrong dirce- tion. All of Little Miss Curiosity hair was standing right up, made her lock much bigger than ehe really was. Black Pussy snarl- ed and spit and becked up. Yes, sir, she backed up. In fact, she hacked elear out from behind that stove and she did it in a hurry. She backed in such a hurry that she didn’t see where she was going and she got right under Mother Brown's feet.” Mother Brown stumbled over her and almost got a fall. This added to Black Pu ‘s fright and she turned and bolted out of that Eltahen, Miss she She chat- a table here on certain days during the entire season. They always make sure that my favorite dishes are on hand. If I do have to cancel the reservation, there is always some- one very glad to pick it up.” “I should imagine so” Lillian commented, and then Mr. Veritzen turned to me with a fascinating lit- tle air of defercnce. “I have not dare to ask you be- fore,” he said, “for you were not eating and 1 feared you were indis- posed, but now that you appear to have recovered your appetite, may we not have the story of your queer new Transvanian neighbors What keenness his eye possessed! I had flattered myself that I had managed to conceal my neglect of the first courses of the dinner. But he evidently nad been watching me more closcly than T had dreamed. To cover my confusion I plunged at once into a deseription of the Lin- colns, whe had leased The Larches for the season. It did not take me long to realize that Philip Veritzen had a ‘uri- ously intense interest il my story wholly unwarranted by the simple tale of the oddities of my new neigh- bors. Lillian was frankly intrigued by the tale, but her face held no such tensity as did that of my em- ployer who frequently interrupted me to ask for a repetition of some detail of description which I had given. 0ddly enough, it w scription of Fleanor Lincoln, the young chatelaine of The Larches, which had appeared to interest him most, although he had listened most attentively to my account of her, and had asked me to repeat two or three details of her appearance. I knew that he had a very definite picture of the young girl in his mind by the time I had finished. But he paid most meticulous atten- tion to my account of the visit to the farm of the arrogant, ill-man- nered uncle of Eleanor Lincoln, and then when I sald that the girl's 11l and could not he seen, ingly said, as if to him- not the de- Black | Black | | This little Chuck | s | which | Tt all fits in.” Copyright. 1927, Newspaper Feature' Service, Inec. It was all so sudden that Black Pussy didn’t have time to think Mother Brown turned to see what had happened behind the e. There sat the little Chuck still chattering and looking very fierce. Then Mother Brown sat right dows and laughed. Finally, she reached down and picked up Little Miss Curiosity and held her in her lap while she fed her a cooklie. “I guess,” said Mother Brown, “that we won't have to worry about Black Pussy any more. I think we are going to get along famously."” (Copyright, 1927, hy T.W. Burgess) The next story: “Little Miss Curi- osity Is Lost.” Menas for the Family BY SISTER MAY Breakfast — Cherries, baked fish cakes, creamed potatoes, breakfast lishes, corn muffins, milk, cof~ fee. Luncheon — Spinach, delicious toasted muffins, cottage cheese with | Bar-le-Due currants, crackers, milk, | Dinner — Hot veal loaf, green | pevpers stuffed with rice, aspara- | gus salad, green apple ple, milk, "r(\ffrn. ’ Spinach Delicious Two pounds of spinach, 1 cup sliced mushrooms, 6 slices bacon, 1 tablespoon flour, 1-4 teaspoon salt, 1-8 teaspoon pepper, 1-2 teaspoon paprika, 1 cup milk, 2 hard cooked Wash and plick over spinach. Cook in its own juice until tender, letting he liquid cook away. Drain and “hop, reserving juice to use in sauce. troil hacon urtil erisp. T'se 1 table- £poon bacon fat, sliced mush- | rooms and cook over a low fire for ten minutes. Stic in flour, slowly | 2dd milk and spinach juice and | cook until mixture bhoils, ason with salt, pepper and paprika. Arrange ch in center of deep platter, surrounded with bacon and pour the rish with a | | | spin | sau slices of hard cooked | Make very hot In the oven hefore | arnishing with eges. is a Prescription for | Colds, Grippe, Flu, Dengue, | Silious Fever and Malaria, ... It Kils the germs ... Your Health How to Keep It— Causes of Lliness (BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN) (Editor Journal of the American Medical Association and of Hy- geia, the Health Magazine) During a period from 1917-1924, about 300 operations were done in a New York hospital for the relief of bunions. 1In this work some 25 sur- geons co-operated and one of them has recently reviewed the results of 200 operations performed on 108 pa- tients. Ninety per cent of the pa- tients were women. Pain was the chief reason for operation in more than half the cases, but one-fourth of them had the operation because the foot was badly reformed by the bunions. Indeed, one of the pa- tients had had bunions for 35 years and five of them had had them for more than 20 years. Most of these patients had tried wearing broad shoes, arch supports and other devices, fitted by none too competent chiropodists, before they finally decided to have the bunion removed by an operatio While the operation is simple, it is necessary for the patient to stay in the hospital in bed for from 12 to 1§ days in order to permit good recovery hefore an attempt is made to walk on the foot. In most in- stances the operation consists in the removal of part of the overgrown bone that is responsible for the pain and the deformity. After the sration patients were able to move the great toe freely in most In- stances, and were free from pain. In many instances the bunion may be associated with a chronic inflam- mation of the joints that has local- ized to a certain extent in the great toe. When this is the case, opera- tive removal of the hone does not always insure complete elimination of the condition. A physician who is thoroughly infoymed as to the general condition of the patient is therefore able to decide whether or not the operation may be indicated in any case. The proper selection of the operative procedure in each individual case {s conceived by the New York investigators to be of the greatest importance, Mexico City and Pueblo, Mexico, have just been connected by long- distance telephone service, P ear] on P earls The double rope of pearls, caught by a pearl pin, is a smart new fash- ion. FLAPPER FANNY SAYS: “HOw, GRAWNIE, DOKT ™™E e REG.U. S. PAT. OFF. ©1927 BY NEA SERVICE, INC. Lifted faces fall when the bills come in. MAGICIAN AT Chautauqua S. S. Henry will present Magic and Art this evening at the hig tent at Walnut Hill park. Adults—$1.00 Children—50c “Everybody’s Going” DENTIST Dr. A. B. Johnson, D.D.S. Dr. T. R. Johnson, D.D.S. | her family | terrible, | nine Sal READ THIS FIRST: | Sally Jerome, 20 and pretty and | clever, i3 the prop and mainstay of in the abscnce of her father, who bas been separated from her mother for nine years. The family consists of Mrs, Je- rome, the twins, Beau, who's the| apple of his mother's eye, and Mil- lie, a young siren; and Sally, her- self. Mrs. Jerome is an invalid, so Sally does the housework mornings and works in Mr. Peevey's offic downtown afternoons. In the flat just below the Jeromes' flat lives young Ted Sloan, who's in love with Sally. Sally, however, has small interest in him except as a | dancing partner. She adores danc- ing. The only man she is sentimental- | ly interested in is John Nye, whose | real estate office is across the hall | from Mr. Peevey's office. She barely | knows him, however. | On a hot Monday in August Millie | drops into 1ly's office with the | news that she's had to quit another job because another employer tried to make love to her. This is alw Sally's story, but Sally knows that | the real reason for Millie's quitting is because her employer did NOT | make love to her. Beau's best girl, | Mabel Wilmot, has told her that Millie “just won’t work around an office where there’s nobody attrac- tive enough to give her a thrill.” Millie gets a glimpse of young Mr. e and decides to run over and ask him if he needs a good steno- | grapher, by any chance. Sally is dreadfully afraid that she will. She hates the thought of the siren, Mil- lie, working for John Nye all day, six days a week. But later that afternoon Nye tells | her that his secretary has been mar- ried, and asks her if she know of a girl who would do for him. Sally unwillingly tells him about Millie and promises to send her down next | morning. Millie is out when she gets | home for supper. Beaw's ill, and | Mrs. Jerome is in bed, worn out | with the heat Ted Sloan helps Sally | get some food ready for them, and | casually asks her to marry him. When Mrs. Jerome hears about it | she cries, and Sally promises never to marry Ted. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER V Mrs. Jerome dabbled at her eyes | with a handkerchief that fairly reeked of cologne. She bathed her forehead with cologne whenever he had one of her sick headaches, and all of her clothes and her bedroom smelled of it from one year's end to another. “Sally,” she said forlornly, butter- ing a little piece of the Bohemian rye bread and poppings it into her mouth, “It isn't only that I'm afraid you'll marry Ted Sloan. I don't want you to marry anybody—at least, not for a long time. What on earth would I do without you, sick as I am? And, a married life isn't all rosc-leaves and sugar pills, either! Don’t you be in a hurry to jump into it. Look at me! I wish T'd never heard the word ‘marry’!" Sally began to set the bedside tables to rights — brushing up the crumbs on it, smoothing down the dog-cared pages of a book, putting | the medicine bottles and the pill boxes in a neat row along the buck of it. Her kands moved quietly quickly, deftly, like the hands of trained nurse “I can't think married life fs so Mother,” she said firmly after a minute or two. Her blue eye were serious and thoughtful. “Or s0 many people wouldn't get mar- ried and live together, would they?"” Mrs. Jerome's face began to puck- er up again, and Sally saw that for some reason or other she was going | to cry again. “Of course, that doesn’t mean that I want to get married,” she hurried to say, “because I don't—and there | isn't a chance that I'll marry ‘for perfect ag it T ever do. Ted Sloan's practically the only man I know except Beau and Mr. Peevey— | and I wouldn't marry Ted if he were the last man on earth.” “Well, 'm glad to hear you say | that, at any rate” her mother an- | swered with a long sigh. “Turn off that electric fan before you go out Sometimes I think it makes my headache worse.” Mrs. Jerome's sick headaches were the family tragedy. They had begun ars hefore, soon after her husband had left. And they had Leen growing worse ever since. The only person in the fam who did not take them seriously | was her sister-in-law, Miss Emily | Jerome, a smart spinster who lived alone in the ramshackle Jerome | homestead far out on the River | road. Aunt Emily only sniffed when she heard about the headaches. 1 “Of course she has them!" - she | X-BAY, GAS and OXYGEN| ly5 Should BEATRICE BURTON, Aulhor | If she'd get up and stir around she {am. And I certainly am not. . . . | no interest in life except the books | | ple who pitied her, month in’and | too, | voice was s | honestly, | vaudeville circuit. I me | always explaining herself and man- | surprised now. was wout to say in her. tart .way. “My head would ache too if I lived the way she does! Lying around in bed half the time with her nose in a book, and eating herself to death! wouldn't have so many aches and | palis. She's no more .- sick than I| She's got the ‘dry. rot, that's all!” There was a good deal of truth in | what Aunt Emily had to say on the ubject. Mrs. Jerome wasn't half so sick as she was’unhappy. She was filled with a deep disgust with life, and had been ever since she Lad lost her husband. Now that her children were grown | and no longer needed her, she had'| in which she buried her humiliation | and her sorrow. Her sickroom was a kind of safe harbor from the world. There she hid herself from the peo- nionth out, year after year. She was, as Aunt Emily said, “no more sick than I'm sick.” But she | was broken-kearted. And that, after all, is the werst of all the flls that we mortals are heir to. Sally leaned over the bed and | kissed her on her soft cool cheek. “Dear, you'd like some more- of that ryve bread, weuldn’t you?"” she ask- ed. “T'll get you some right away.” ‘Il have a little of that apple- sauce we had last night for supper, if there's any of it left” her mother called as she left the dark- ened room, with its over-powering smell of cologne and camphor. Ted Sloan was still sitting on the | corner of the table when Sally went | hack 1mto the kitchen for the apple sauce. “You still here, old thing?” she sked him with light carelessness. I'm sorry I'm so busy right no But I am—and after I take this ap- plesauce to Mother, I've got to get supper for Beau and myself. So if you'va anvthing to do, you'd hetter not wait for me.” “I've all the time in the world,” he answered slowly and deliberate- Iy. “I can sit here 'til morning if | necessary. “But it isn't necessary!” Sally's rp all at once. “And, 1 can't do a thing with you sitting there, staring at me lik an owl. You make me nervous. Go on home like a nice boy then T'll go out dancing with you tomorrow night—maybe!" The thing that first had drawn Sally to Ted Sloan was his dancing. She never had liked him very well until one night when he had come upstairs to teach her the “Charles- ton.” That had been two vears be- fore, and since then they had danced together once or twice a week. Ted's mother said they were “dancing fools” and sarcastically advised them to get a job on a He got up now to go downstairs to her. “Well, it I'm going to be kicked out T'd better hit the skids myself,” he said, and went. banging the screen door behind him. * you tomorrow. I want to talk to you —seriously.” Beau came shuffling into the kitchen in a pair of old tennis slip- pers. His blond hair was rumpled, ad his eyes looked as if he needed cop. “Thought you were going to get some chow,” he grumbled. “And instead of that, you're out here chewing the fat with Sloan! What's the big idea, anyway?"” “The big idea is that T couldn't get rid of him!" cried Sally, cheer- fully, defending herself. She was ing apologies to the family. “You slice that cold roast beef in the ice-box and T'll make you some sandwiches as soon as T give Moth- this applesauce,” she went And T must take her some more bread, too. I almost forgot that.” Beau took a step towards the ice- box. But jfist at that instant the telephone rang and he rushed to ! answer it. From the tones of his| voice Sally could tell that he was talking to his Mabel. listen. Mabel wants to throw a party here,” he’said to her an hour later, when they had fin- ished their supper and were doing the dishes. | Every now and then Beau would | help with the work around the house. And when he did, it always meant that he had an ax to grind— | a favor to ask. So Sally was not “When does she want to have 1t?" she asked, hoping that Mabel wasn't going to “thrcw” a party in this broiling August heat. But it scemed that she was. “Tomorrow night,” Beau answer- ed, watching his sister from the cor- ner of his light blue eye, “Not a big party. Just a few people In to have ay OIS/ GIRLY some sandwiches and ice cream, or something/ ‘She said you'd know what to.order. “Does she want.me. to order the food?” asked Saly. scalding the tea cups. “Because I don't know what she wants, or how many people she's going to have. . T'd better call her up.” - *No, you don‘t have: to. She won't have more than ten. She said s0,” Beau assured her: “T don't see why she doesn’t have: them at her own place—but she -always says you know how to do everything so well.” This wag _perfectly true. Mabel was always telling Sally' what a good housekeeper she was, and how nice- she did things. “Oh, how sweet your table looks!" she would twitter sometimes when she came to. Sunday dinner and found fresh flowers on the clean table with its shining glass and sil- ver. Or “Oh, what perfectly darling cushions you've made for your porch chairs! Sally Jerome, you smart thing!" . i And Sally, like most of us human things, was not flattery-proof. So now she,said: “All right, Beau, T'll get some kind of lunch ready tomorrow night. Only I can’t be here. I've a heavy date to go danc- |ing with Teddy.” A swift look of relief passed over Beauw’s handsome face, but Sally did not see it. i “How about fruit punch instead of ice-cream?” she asked, and he said that would be “the cat's whiskers."” Beau was always calling things “the cat's whiskers” or “the cat's pajamas” or “the cat's bathing suit.” He would use a slang phrase until it was worn thin and thread- bare—untjl everybody else in the world had forfotten it. But he al- ways said It as if it was something brand-new—scmething ~ that had Jjust popped into his brain. Mabel, who was as sharp as a needle, called him *Beautiful-but- dumb” to his face. “You're a simp and a cuckoo, but 1 love you anyway,” she would say to him. “And I'm going to marry vou even if 1 have to keep on work- ing to pay the grocery bills!" At midnight Millle came %home with her hair wind-blown, her eyes misty and dreamy, and a large bunch of common white-and-yellow | dalsies pinned on her breast. _“Picked these in a field along the road,” she said sweetly to Sally, who was still awake and reading in bed. “Johnny Davidson took me driving for millions of miles to a roadhouse called ‘The Red Mill! Ever been there?” Sally shook her head. She bulely rd what her sister was saying. “How pretty she is!" she was thinking, “particularly when she's been out in the air, and the wind has blown some of that rouge and powder off her face. John Nye is sure to fall in love with her. Sure to! Sure as fate Aloud she said: “Millie, T know where there's a good job that you can have if you want it.” She began to tell her about John Nye and the position 1 John Nye's office. S h (TO BE CONTINUED) TREE-TOP STORIES GRASS-TICKLES E day was , Moth- | it Ayt oA off her thoes and s It ide' ke Marjori vey ong o it My toes foel g oy S L SN ... criggle...criggle” in the coel, green grass. “O! Grass! watch me Marjorie called. QUESTIONS. ANSWERED Sou can get an answ r to any question of fact or information by writing to ‘the Question Editor, New Britaln - Herald, Washington Bureav, 1322 New York avenue. Washifigton, C. enclosing two cents (b stamps for reply. Medical, legal &nd marital advice cannot be glven, mor can extended research be undertakeén. ' All other questions will reckive s perscnal reply. Un- signed regyests cannot be answared. All “letters ‘are confidential.—Editor. Q.. How do you read the number sixty rouo!vdd'by eighteen ciphers? A. Sikty_quintillion. 2 Q. Are tomatoes fruits or vege- tables? | A.: They are. the fruit of their vines -but; are; cultivated as vege- ‘tables. - Q. ‘What . is the.record for the Boston Marathon race? A. 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