New Britain Herald Newspaper, July 16, 1927, Page 10

Love’s Embers Adele Garrison’s A *“Revelations of a Wife” Beginning a New Seri: : Madge Sees Storm Brewing With Dicky and Philip Veritzen at Its Center Phillp Veritzen's announcement of his plan to visit the east end of the island, with his carefully stated rea- sons for the trip, answered two questions which had been puzzling | me ever since our dinner at the mountain inn. I knew now where he meant to stage our next conference over the problems he had brought back from Europe with him. It would be at the farmhouse or at some eating re- sort within driving distance of my home. I could see breakers ahead for either choice. Visions of my mother-in-law's face at such a con- sultation rose before me with a clearness at once ludicrous and | terrifying. And though I knew that Dicky, because of the agreement we | had made concerning the conduct of our lives in this time of estrange- | ment, would make no open objec- tion to anything I might do, yet T | shrank from the covert hostile dis- approval which I knew was his for any assoclation of mine with Philip Veritzen. The other question which his Iit- tle speech answered was the one T had asked myself when I purposely teld him that I thought the Lin-| colns were Transvanians. Would he smulate the frankness of his son, an, reveal the fact that he was | Transvanian, already known to me through the boy's ingeniuous confl- dence, or would he keep his nation- ality still a secret? By his remark that he “had had some little experi- ence with Transvanians,” and was | “much interested in anyone of that | nationality” I realized that he had no intention of betraying the secret | he had guarded so carefully — for | what reason I could not guess. Everyone who had ever heard of | him knew that he was of foreign birth. It was only the country from which he hacd come that remained unknown. I caught myself back from the contemplation of these two phases of my employer's speech with the realization that he had stopped talking and was walting for me to answer his flamboyantly courteous announcement that he could not have the heart to drag me to the Mrs. Coyote Is Hurried By Thornton W. Burgess We very seldem count the cost Until we know a thing is lost. —MTrs. Coyote Mrs. Covote lay hidden in the tall grass back of Polly Chuck's home. Polly Chuck had run over to rub noses with Johnny Chuck, who was living in another house nearby for the time being. The four * young Chucks had scattered in search of sweet clover. It was very clear that they didn't suspect danger at all. Because they could see Old Man Ceyote far out on the Green Mead- ows they were unafraid. Johnny Chuck and Polly Chuck were both watching them. They had forgotten all about Mrs. Coyote. If Johnny Chuck had been asked ahbout Coyote, he would have said that =he was over in the Green Forest, for that is the direction in which she had gone when she parted with 01d Man Coyote before he had come to scare all the Chuck family into their underground houses. Mrs. Coyote could feel her mouth | water as she kept her eyes fixed on the fattest of the four young Chucks. She It sure that she was near enough now to catch him be- fore he could get to the safety of his home. But she wanted two, one for herself and one for Old Man Coyote. So she waited, hoping that two would after a while feed to- gether. Now all this time Sammy J had known nothing of what was going on. He had seen Farmer Brown's Boy #nd Bowser the Hound ®o down the TLong Lane onto the Green Meadows. He had from the Old Orchard. Now is always interested in { Farmer Brown's Boy does, so took to his blue wings and started for a certain young tree that grows in the dear Cld Briar-patch. From that he could look out over the Green Mezdows and see all that went on. The nearest way to the dear Old Briar-patch is almost di- rectly over Polly Chuck’s home, As Saramy was right over it he look- ed down. What he saw surprised him so that he alm forgot to keep his wings moving. Y sir, he did so. He was looking right down on Mrs. Coycte and on young Chucks, who In't the slightest idea that Mrs. Coyote was a. ywhere near. His mouth flew open, but for a moment ho sound came forth. You see, Sammy was so surprised that he had lost his voi But it was for a moment only. Then he found it. My, you should have heard him scream! “Thief, thief, thief, screamed, as only thief!" Sam he can Sammy out th such g Sammy. Of » Chucks look- did Johnny rote didn’t kno was anywhere near. Wi ing she looke and angry look as she course, the poor ed up, too, and so Chuck and Polly Chuck. They knew well erough what that cry meant. At the same instant Bowser the Hound caught a faint whiff ot Old Man Coyote's scent and, ifting his nose, he sent his great voic rolling &cross the Green Meadows, Mrs. Coyote knew it was now or never. The four little Chucks start- o4 to scramble for their home, Mrs. e sprang for the fattest one, dut 8 she sprang Bowser the V4 | was but one thing for me to do, | a small fortune in their jeans.” Mrs. | those four | bsorbing Sequel to hot city for a conference. There and 1 did it. With a smile which I hoped would pass muster as genu- ine, I broke into exclamatory speech. “How wonderfully thoughtful of you!” I said, “although I really do not mind the city in ‘the Summer as much as do many people. But T know you will love the east end of the fsland.” “I have driven through that sec- tion, and I know how charming it is, Mr. Veritzen returned. ‘“Let me see, isn’ t there an unusual hotel lown in that directlon, situated on hill, overlooking the bay, wonder- | view, broad verandas, delicious cooking, and an odd fish of a pro- prietor who—" He hesitated and I finished sentence, his Who will not permit anyone to v who asks what price his rooms Yes, that hotel, the Bayside 1s only two miles from the Mr. Veritzen struck his hands to- gether with an enthusiastic gesturs oddly at variznce with his dignity. | “There’s my home for the next few he said. “I have been dsing myself another visit to inn ever since only—visit th That old chap, the proprictor appealed to me im- mensely. ‘T do not overcharge,’ he said to me, when T had seen him turn some people away incontinent- Iy because they asked what prices he asked for his rooms and meals, and 1 wish people discriminating nough to appreciate the accommo- dations T give them, with no thought of the price.’” “Lovely for you, Phil,” Lillian drawled, “but. rather hard on the poor devils who go motoring without “People without sufficient money mfortable holiday shouldn't 0 to a hotel of that type,” Mr. Ver- itzen sald with a betraying touch of haughtiness in his manner which | wde me wonder whether in thase | old Transvanian days of his he had not know the touch of iron pover- ty which so often breeds arrogance when the lean days give place to the fat on Copyright, 1927, Newspaper Feature Service, Inc. Mrs. Coyote knew it was now or ! | never it isn't Hound bayed again. Now | Man Coyote misses often that Old when he jumps for.anybody. Prob- | ably if he had heen in Mrs. Coyote's place he would have aght that fat Chuck. But you know Mrs, C ote had been a prisoner most of her life and she hadn't had the experi- ence to make her the best of hunt- ers. Besides, the screaming of Sam- my Jay and the baying of Rowser | the Hound hurried her. She { s0 hurried that she failed to { that the fat little Chuck was ready to dodge. And so in the mmp she missed him. That i missed all but his funny littl One of her paws landed on that | funny little tail. For just a second | it held that young Chuck there, but before she could make another move that tail slipped from under her | paws and one of the worst fright- ened little Chucks that ever lived was scrambling for the doorway of | nis home. (Copyright, 1927, by T. W. Burgess) | was just first she | ail. | The next s “The Chuck Who Rememb ‘Menus?‘;r the Family or: L ready-to- cooked dreakfast— serve cereal, | crisp t herries, cream, soft ast, milk, coffer Luncheon—Shrimp imp, toasted kers, fruit salad, whole wheat 1d and butter sandwiches, milk, | iced tea. Dinner—Rroiled chops, ereamed | toes, chilled ri | ding, milk, coffee. | Shrimp Tmp. | One cup cleaned fresh shrimps, 1 Tamb Kidney 1 toma- peas, d pineapple pud- | cup coo butfer, 1% t | milk, 1-4 " ¢ 1 hard coo Melt b when thoroug milk, with salt the hoiling pojnt. i and let stand over hot | for ten minutes to thorou Reat eog slightly and sti re to srve, on rnish ceg shrimps are usually very and should be freshened in water for one hour hefore us- aspoon in_ flour and v blended slowly add constantly. Season and paprika and bring to Add shrimps and W stirring | | peas o Serve and cooked | erackers or Fresh teast shlic | santy ’ cold ing. (Copyright, Service, joys poor health, so babies when she does marry. only man in whom she is interest- ed, however, is John N Sally has only enough for th RBeau, my first—and | Cont toward the for a pa his best girl. He, too, is dead broke and tries to Sally, who is forced to refuse him, too. when Beau ing. Millie, too, brand and Sally wenders where on earth they got the money for their pur- chases. Beau playing the guitar, comes stairs just as Millie's “sweetie’—a | girlish NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, SATURDAY, JULY. 16, 1927, HER MAN" *HONEY LOU Sallys Shoulders /& by BEATRICE BURTON, Autfhor READ THIS FIRST: Sally Jerome, 20 and clever and pretty, is the prop and mainstay of her family in the absence of her father, who has been separated from hor mother for nine years. The family consist of Mrs. Je- rome, the twins, Beau and Millie, and Sally herself, Mrs. Jerome en- lly does the and office dowptown housework mornings work for Mr. Peevey afternoons. In the flat below the Jeromes lives young Ted Sloan, who wants Sally to marry him and keep working. But Sally refuses him, not hecause she minds working after she’'s married. but because doesn't love him and bacs hopes to have a real home she and The 1se ., whose of- fice is opposite Mr. Peeve has hired the siren Millie as his stenographer, and Millie ¥ waiting to take the postion when turns from a trip to see his moth- er, who is ill at a summer resort. |bore Davidsor off with the alr of Millie, out of work, horrows §2 from he ge- lly to “tide her over.” She spends , but week. contributes a upkeep of the house, has spent all of his on liquor v given by Mabel Wilmot, t all and tries to borrow mor who seldom borrow some from The next night she {s amazed comes home avith a guitar that he has long been crav- blessoms out in a e-blue flannel dress, new pa Ted Sloan, drawn by the sound of 1p- named Davidson — arrives to take her out for the evening. Millie, who has been refusing to speak to Sally because she refused to let her cut down one of her dresscs into a bathing suit, breaks her sulky si- lence long enough to ask Sally to go into the living room and enter- tain him while she finishes dress- ing NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XI ‘When Sally went back into the Ifving room with its old brown wal- nut furniture, its crisp muslin cur- tains and pots of salmon-pink ger- aniums, Beau was still playing “Miami Shore” on his new guitar. “Come cn 11; the man named Davidson said, when he caught sight of her in the doorway, “Rattle your ankles for us again!" He spoke to her as casually as if he had known her for years instead of for five minutes. Sally hated his air of intimacy, all at once. She didn't like the way his eyes ran over her, from head down to the slim he wanted her to ‘“rattle” again. She shook her head and dropped into Mrs. Jerome's old green velour chair. “Please don't ask me to dance,” she said, and gave him a little smile that barely lifted the corners of ker mouth. “I don't do it well enough!"” Thi: of course, was not the truth. Sally was a marvelous dance and she knew it without conceit d without special pride in it. She simply knew that she could dance, just as she knew that she could could an ep house well. Davidson said with enthusiasm “T'Il bet isn't a thing you do that you don't do well!” He came across the lamp. Jit room and sat down on the wide arm of the green velour chair. “Dear me,” thought Sally der {if this is the way he every girl he meets,” “Oh, me!"” che said aloud. “I don't Jo anything particularly well. T can't sing or play the piano or do for him can do. I'm just a plug—" She can cook!” came Millie's tri- umohant little voice from the door. She was standing between the cur- tains that hung there, a perfect pic- ture of youth and loveliness and innocence in her blue dress atched her blue eve can scrub floors nd iron clothes to . heat she went on with a soft, laugh. “Sally's just the st old kitchen mechanic that ever was. We couldn’t keep without he Sally felt her face with shame Millic's words made her sudde feel thick-witted and slow and stu- pid—as if she were a human serub- g0ing rose-re on | she ankles that | there | y of the smart things most girls | and | house | and embarrassment. | bing brush, fit for nothing but the | grubby tasks of this world. And yet she knew that what Mil- iie said was not the truth. . . . She | was not a scullery maid, even if she | Gid keep house for the family. She | was just as clever and smart and up-to-date as Millie, even if she vasn't as well dressed and cunning and pretty. Sally always thought of | Millie as having all the looks in the family. o Sali the housekeeper,” | Davidson said. slowly, and, looking | up at him, Sally saw that his eyes were full of kindness. “Well, let me | shake hands with you, Sally. You're the only girl I know who can cook a meal—and who isn't ashamed of saying so. Most of the kids that are | growing up these days don’t know a | waffle-iron from a flat-iron." “I hope you aren't slamming me | when you say that,” piped up ‘Milli€, who was he ppy unl she | wore-in the lime-licht. “Come cn, Davy, lot's go if we're going.” | She shot Sally a jealous glance from her shallow blue eyes, and | a war-like Indian hanging his ene- my's scalp upon his belt. asked when the pair of them were | gone. He stood at the window with his back to the room, looking down |into the street that was filled with | twilight. “Nice, sweet sister to you.” | “Davidson sort of fell for you, | didn't he?” he asked quietly, after i a little pause. “Oh, me!” Sally sald again. | “Who'd look at me when Millie's around?” “I would,” he answered, Wwith a cort of huskiness in his voice. “I | would, any day in the week—every | day in the we | supper and spend the night with the Jeromes. Beau brought her home with him at 5 o'clock. In his arms was a bulky gray paper package, and | upon his head was a new felt hat. “Bought myself a few socks and things, s0 you wouldn’t have to wear | vour eyes out mending the old stuff | uny longer,” he said to | the air of a missionary and Samaritan. | “That's nice” his sister answered, land as she spoke a little troubled | frown printed itself upon her fore- | head. She hoped that Beau liadn’t spent all of his salary on his rew clothing. For with Millie out | of work, it was going to be hard | work to keep the bills paid unles ish\‘. borrowed some money from him | this week. That night, when she went into | his room to turn down the bed, it | was littered with the things he had [ pought. There were six or scven | new neckties on the dresser. The top drawer stood open, and it was filled with soft collars still in their clazed-paper envelopes. There were or | three new skirts—Iloud-striped ones | —on a chair beside the bed, along with a dozen pairs of heavy silk socks. | !ishment as she looked at them. The tronbled look came into her eves | again, . Why, Beau must have spent every nickel of his $40 salary on this stuff. Tt was all good, all cxpensive, Then, as she opened the bottom drawer to put the shirts away, a | folded slip of paper fell from them. . | She laid the shirts down and looked at it. It was the bill for Beau's splendor, and it was for $46.46. “For the love of little green ap- ples! Where did he get $462" said lly in a horrified whisper. Her | eves darted to one corner of the | room, where the guitar stood up- vight against the wall—the guitar that he houglht three days ago, when he had said he was 2 | Lusted.” | sally ai not know exactly what a | zuitar cost, but she supposed that a good one was prefty expensive. | She knew, too, Luy on» nnless it was a good one. | He disliked cheap things, he af- i said, Even the cigarcts { were habitually pasted upon his };m\ r lip were cork-tipped kind | | i | that cost 30 cents a box. “If T can’t have the best, T don't it anything” was one of Teau's vorite “I'd rather without!” And he did without v little that he wanted. A man can spend $40 a week upon himsclf, and airly comfortable time of it vér must have got her check ind turned it over to him.” was the | conclusion that Sally finally came to, put the clothes neatly away in his drawers. as s Every month or so a check came | trom 2y | times it for her. Some was not a very big check, Jerome i “Nice baby, isn't she?"” Ted Sloan On Saturday Mabel came to have | Sally gave a little gasp of aston- | that Beau wouldn't | that | do | GIRLY ETC. and sometimes it was. The only bad feature of it was that it came at ir- regular intervals, and that Mrs. Jerome often spent it on foolish luxuries instead of putting it into the bank or paying a grocery bill with it. Lately she had been turning it over to Beau and Millie, who knew when it was about due, and did not hesitate to ask for money whenever there was any of it in sight. “Money just runs through my fin- gers,” Mrs. Jerome was wont to say | in her helpless, good-natured way, and Beau and Millie were just like her. Born spendthrifts. ally's the tightwad of the fam- ily,” they often said, especially when | she had refused to lend them money for cigarets or perfume or motion- picture magazines Sally went now to her mother, sitting at the dining room and finishing her after-dinner coffee. She just weuld | drink coffce at night, even thought | she stayed awake 'til dawn. She said she couldn’t do without it. It | kept up her strength — what | strength she had. The table before her was littered | with dirty dishes and bread crumbs, | and on the other side of it sat Mil- | lie, looking over a new woman's | magazine. Mabel was reading it, rom over her shoulder. | “say, I thought you two were go- ing to do the dishes for me, so I'd have time to mend Millie's stock- |ings for her!” Sally spoke sharply 1o the pair of them. They were al- ways promising to help her"with the | dishes or the bed-making in return | for work she did for them. | Mabel opened her big eyes and | shrugged one shoulder. | “I'm perfectly willing to do them —but I won’t unless Millie helps,” said she pertly. “There's no reason why I should—Beau pays for any | trouble I make in this house.” | Sally's scarlet mouth, made a [round O of astonishment. *Beau | pays for any trouble you make here, Mabel!” she repeated. “Why, what {are you talking about? Not that you're any trouble. We love to have you any time you can come—but | don't get it into your head that | Beau pays your board here, or any- | thing like that. Why, Beau doesn’t | even pay his own board—" “Sally! Sally! I wouldn't talk about my brother if I were you!” l‘ms Jerome glanced up at her | danghter with strong disapproval, | making her plump face almost hag- | gard for an instant. |~ “Well, Mabel ought to know the truth about him. She's going to live with him all her life!” declared Sally. “It isn't fair to let her think | that he pays her bills when he | doesn't! He shouldn’t be allowed to get away with such tales—" | She laid the bill for his clothes down before her = mother on the cloth. “And you! You've been lend- ing him your money again!” she said hotly. “Look at that! Spending almost §50 on those silly-looking | clothes in there, when you haven't | even paid your doctor bill for last month. When you need a new bath- robe and a lot of things—and then he can $3 for another, and—" | “But T didn't lend him any | money,” Mrs. Jerome broke in mild- |1y, “I maven't had my July check | from your father yet. I haven't any money. And then, all at once, her face seemed to crumple up like a dried rose-potal, and she began to cry. “You talk to me just like your Aunt Emily does!” she sohbed “You're getting to be just like her— Just like her. And T can't stand it— I won't he scolded. I've got enough to bear as it is! Sally rushed to her and put her arms around her and begged her forgiveness. “Darling, you know I dfdn't mean te be nasty!” she whis- | pered, while Millie and Mabel, | moved to sudden action, began v out the dish But it ma’ es metwild when T haven't got enough money to keep you comfortable, and then Boaw spends all of his on h —I just burn up when T think of it!" After a while Mrs. Jerome her tears and had a fresh cof’ “It doesn't matter, Sally,” she said with a gulp. “T've had so many ings and disappointments in life | that it takes a lot to really down me | She went on reviewing her wrongs. It seemed hard, she said, | that they should have such a dread- ful time of it all because of their [ tather—because he ran away and | left her fo face the music alone. _ “7To think of my girls having to work in offices all day with a lot of | tobacco-smoking men!" she sighed. dried pot of “Heaven alone knew what went on in offices all day long,” she declared $4 for one necktie, and | to | “Especially Millie—Millle, poor little thing, is so attractive to men—" Heaven alone knew what went on in offices all day long, she declared. She never had a minute's peace while her girls were away at work in them. “You don’t need to worry about us!” said Sally. ‘“Not right now, anyway. But we've all got to worry about Beau. . . . Where's he getting all this money lately—this money that he’s spending on guitars and haberdashery, eh?” Startled, Millie came in from the kitchen, dish-towel in hand. “By jinks, that's right!” she cried. “He HAS gad a lot lately, hasn't he? And do you know, he let me have the money to buy that blue flannel_dress with! Forty-five dol- lars!" (TO BE CONTINUED) QUESTIONS ANSWERED You can get an answ.r to any question of fact or information by writing to the Question Editor, New Britain Herald, Washington Bureau, 1323 New York avenue. Washington, D. C. enclosing two cents {n stamps for reply. Medical, legal and marital advice cannot be given, nor can extended research be undertaken. All other questions will receive a personal reply. Un- signed requests cannot be answared. All letters are confidential.—Editor. Q. With what type of motor was the Beilanca monoplane equipped in which Chamberlin flew across the ocean? A. A single Wright-Whirlwind motor. Q. What is the value of a United States large copper cent dated 18127 A. From 5 to 25 cents. Q. How long did the United States coin large copper cents? A. From 1793 to 1857. Q. Is Lon Chaney, the motion picture actor, a deaf mute? A. No, but his parents were. Q. 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