New Britain Herald Newspaper, July 19, 1927, Page 12

Love’s Embers Adele Garrison’s Absorbing Sequel to “Revelations of a Wife” Beginning a New Madge at Last Finds Relief as friendliness In her tone. “Thank you NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, TUESDAY, JULY, 19, 1927, Sallys Shoulders/ by BEATRICE BURTON, Author night.” Ted handed her a new dance | thought 1'd better bring up cream before it melted. It's for sup- READ THIS FIRST: Bally Jerome, 20 and clever tnd pretty, record for the phonograph. now and then Every he bought one Yor | per.” " *HER MAN® HONEY LOU THE HOLL of GIRLY ETC. tric shoc’: are the nature of the cur- rent, wheether direct or alternating; amperage, voltage; ground connec- tion; the season of the year; the wea- ther, whether wet or dry, clear or rainy; the length of time the person may be in contract with the rail, wire or other source of electricity; in- direct injuries resulting from the fall; the general state of the per- son’s health; the portion of the body in . ntract with the conduc- that surface involved, and the fear ele- ment. An investigation of the sensa- tions felt by persons who have sud- denly been shocked brings out the information that the person first feels a sensation of extreme blows over the entire body. The muscles contract strongly, drawing them- selves into knots. There is also ap- parently the feeling of a review of all one's past life in the space of a drowning. Observation made by physicians who have been presc ~ at the elec- ~ trocutien of criminals slow that the temperatire rises at the point of contact as high as the heat neces- sary to melt steel. Obviously a tem-p perature of this kind in ijiself is sufficient to cause paralysis of the heat centers of !~ brain with re. sultant death. _— is the prop and mainstay | of her family In the absence of her | her instead of taking her to the father, who has been separated | MOVies or for an evening of dane- e T RO |ing. Ted had to count the pennies, The family consists of Mrs. Je- [t00: just as she did. rome, the twins. Beau, the apple of | The new record had an entraneing his motber's eye, and Millie, a young | Melody, and Ted sang the words, sit- siren, and Sally herself, Mrs. Je- |!iD8 in Mrs. Jerome's old green ve- rome enjoys poor health so Sally |lour chair. does the housework mornings and office work for Mr. Peeves down- town afternoons, In the flat below the Jeromes lives young Ted Sloan, an auto salesman who wants Sally to marry on working. But the only man in whom Sally is inteccs ed in is John Nye, whose office is across the hall from Mr. Peev- Nye has hired the flirtatious | Millie as his secretary, and Millie is walting to take the job as soon as he roturns from a trip to see his mother, who is {ll at a summer re- sort. Millie, out of work for the time heing, borrows from Sally to He vanished, and Ted went down the back porch steps to his own home, refusing Sally's invitation to stay to supper. There was a shuffling on the landing outside the door a minute atterwards, and Beau and M:illle appeared leading Mrs. Jerome, who groaned as she moved. Behind her came Mabel Wilmot, carrying her hand bag, her coat and a large pair of sun glasses. “Get me into my own bed,” Mrs. Jerome was walling. “And I'll never leave it again until I'm carried out feet first. Oh, I'm paralyzed from the knees down. I know it!" “Don’t be such a fool, Mother!" snapped Millle. “You know your | teet are asleep and that’s all that's wrong With them! You make me sick, acting like a bgby! A woman old enough to be a grandmother!" She appealed to Sally, her blue | eyes tragic, her volce tull of fury | and disgust. “Let me tell you what | she did!” ¢he walled. “Sat up in the | 2 | front seat beside Davy all day long | Tonight he was more than sober. | ,,q just talked an ear off him! She | | just * ruined the whole day—the | | whole da-a-ay!” She lapsed into her | so much for the party today and the prospect of another one. And now I'm going to take Madge up and put her to bed. She left home about four or thereabouts this morning. Good-night.” She waved aside his solicitous apologies for having kept us up so late, and in another minute we were in the hotel elevator. We were inside hr room before I reembered that I had left my bag at the check room in the station. “What of it?” Lillian said when I told her contritely of my forgetful- | ness. “If you want to wait for it | tonight, I'll send one of the bellboys |after it at once. But if you'se tired and want to tumble into bed, you can | have a toothbrush and comb sent up | from the drugstore connected with | the hotel, and I can lend you every- | thing else you need.” “I'm afraid I ought to have it I sald, “for the suit I want to wear wopping is in it, and 1 ought to send | the outfit down to the tallor the | first thing in the morning. I wore it in on the train, and it is rumpled and | dusty. You see, I curled up in my | chair and slept until within a half | hour of the station.” Lillan's Guest tor of electricity; the extent of the|few seconds, similar to come with| READ HERALD CLASSIFIED ADS Phillp Veritzen srgiled courteous- : ly but a bit absently at Lillian's nonsensical explanation of my silence during our journey baek from the mountain inn, then turned back to me again. “How long are you staying in the city?” he asked. “No onger than I can help,” I returned. “Every minute spent in the city at this time of year scems criminal waste to me. I have some shopping to do for my small son, but that will take only a day. If you do not need me for another confer- vnce, T probably shall go back day after tomorrow. But if you do—" He waved the suggestion away with a generous gesture, “We really have gone over things exhaustively today,” he sald. “The rest can wait until T come down to | the east end of the island, which I | shall do very shortly. Indeed, I was hoping that you would stay three or tour days. Then I could give myself the pleasure of motoring you home.” “That would be delightful,” I said mendaciously, “but it really would he impossible for me to stay longer. “‘I could be happy, I could be sad, 1 could be good or I could be bad. . + It all depends on you—'" “Lot of truth 1n that song, Sally,” he said, breaking off in the middle. | “A man can do anything—anything at all, you see, it all does depend on the girl he's crazy about. She |can make him do anything she | wants him to, and she can break him, t0o.” He looked down at her soberly, puffing at his little old brown pipe. He had been extremely sober ahd “ide her over’ until she starts | Scrious ever since the night she had called him a “poor paluka” and | work. Beau borrows some money, ipaluk too, and tricks Sally into paying for | beEEed him not to make love to her. [ the refreshments for a party given {at the flat by his girl, Mabel Wil- | mot. Mabel s always dropping into { Baby Buzz steps out ROACHES—filtby, repulsive | Something secemed to weigh heavily | upon his mind. His gray eyes, usu- ally so twinkling, had a frown be- which eat Roles. It will save your still | I must hurry back.” “How about you, Lil?" He turn- ed to her with the casual aceustom- ed alr of long and intimate friend- ship. “When are you going down?"” “The last of the week,” she re- joined promptly, “the day after Ma- rion arrives. And you don't need to repeat the invitation, old dear. I VL " Lillian said slowly. “I wondered how you managed to travel a hundred miles and look as if you'd just come from the hands | of a French maid. You brought this rig along with you. Well! I don't blame you. Phil is probably the most | fastidious thing since Beau Brum- mell passed in his checks.” the flat quite as it it were her own home, taking Sally’s bed when she stays all night, and ordering what she wants to eat for breakfast, and 50 on. One Saturday night Beau, who has been practically penniless for a week, blossoms out with some new clothes and ties, to say nothing | lends tween them. g | it",” he went on singing in an under- tone as *‘Go right on living or—" “What did you want to see Beau | about? Money?” asked Bally quick- Iy. The word “money” on Ted's 1ips | " gno st ihe scatter.b | had brought back all her ubrned theceaiter brainea lazy drawl, but her eyes snapped like blue steel. “Will you be still!” Sally shcok her head at her. “Aren’'t you ashamed of yourself, Millie Jerome? Talking about your mother like i that! You just leave her alone. I'll | take care of her.” could make money or spend the music rippled along. doubts | 145 away from her as it pests! Kill them at once, with Flit. Flit spray clears the house in a few minutes of disease - bearing flies, mosquitoes, bed bugs, roaches, ants and fleas. It searches out the cracks where insects hide and clothing, furs and rugs. Clean and easy to use. Will not stain. Flit is the result of exhaustive laboratory research. It has re- placed old ineffective methods. JFatal to insects but harmless to mankind. Recommended by of a guitar. In addition he 1 i Millie some money to buy herselt a | about Beau and his mysterious rich- dress that she has been wanting. | €5 into her mind. ’ Sally wonders where he got a sud- Yeah,” Ted answered. “He bor- den flood of money, and begins to | rowed some from me—that s, I worry about him when he asks her | 8ave him a check for it the other Ito me for wearing my best street |if She has any, in case he should "iad)'—a‘nd he promised to pay me feoacn g have to borrow it at short notice. | toda sanifendsson: D‘:‘a:eé:sae‘ryefi;flal For Rean works at & bank, where | _She gave a keen little sigh of re- 1o have Philip Veritzen's fastidlous | 1 i constantly surrounded by mon- | e ;"m’h“ e ,"o’mn.;::,' | s fas : S iad borrowed the money fr T am at your service. T will suit my | eyes rest upon any less modish cos- | & The mext day Sally lcaves the | (7 P departure to yours. Just call me up |tume. But I felt unaccountably | Sunday dinner to coo e Peove | "And wasn't T dreadful to think e day hefore you wish to start. | ridiculous with the realization that | 10° some extra work for Mr. S S e e e Gt That is all the notice I will require.”” | Lillian was cognizant of my folly. :fi;z:g: ::’ ;fl“":'ns:‘e' f"m‘r‘; ‘“‘IP Ionastimra i 8411y scolded herself No wonder everybody loves you, Copyright, 1927, Newspaper B et e o T 'al1 | She confessed to herself now that old thing” she said, with wa Feature Service, Inc I frei | thing, chiiy A Pegtre Service, ‘dnc gone for a drive with a friend of |She had Dbeen afrzid that Beau had | hers named Davidson and will bring | “picked up” the money somewhere him back with them to supper. around the bank where he worked. . . . And it had been such an easy NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY thing to believe of Beau, who had | CHAFTER XIIT |always stolen nickels and dimes | All that hot Sunday afternoon | from his mother's purse when he | Sally flew abcut the flat putting | Was a e boy. | things in order. | “How much does he owe you, ‘While she worked she kept the An indignant disclaimer rose to they had | | my lips, but I caught it back with the realization that it not only would be a falsehood, but a useless one. Lillian knew as well as I did | | that the reason she had attributed | Health Officials. Buy Flit and Flit sprayer today. For sale every- where. ; can’t thing of anything more desir- able for me and me cheild than to motor down in this car. I only hope vou don’t have to go until then.” | “The time of my going depends upon only omg thing,” he told her, “the accomplishing of certain things which have to be done beforeI leave the city. They will be finished be- fore the end of the week. After that breed, destroying their eggs. Flit kills moths and their larvae been so many house flies, and led her mother into her own room, where her bed, her novels, and her clectric fan were waiting for her. | The strain of the long ride had | completely exhausted her. But after a glass of hot milk she could lie back on her pillows and talk. | “Did Mr. Davidson stay for sup- | per?” she asked, and shook her head regretfully when Sally sald that he had not stayed. “I'm afrald he doesn't care two | pins about little Millie,” she said. She always instantly forgave Millie for her rudeness and went on call- ing her ‘little Millie” and petting her. “It was you he talked about all day. He told me you seemed like such a wholesome, sensible girl, and he was so disappointed this morn- ing when he found you couldn’t go with us. I'm afraid he planned this little outing just for you.” She smiled romantically. Out in the dining room Millie was crying softly to herself as she ate cold lamb and mint jelly. And when | Sally tried to comfort her, she | pushed her away and flounced off | , k to bed, refusing to speak a single word. It was not a happy Sunday eve- | : ning in the Jerome's little flat. DESTROYS Flies Mosquitoes Moths Ants Bed Bugs Roaches with the black baud” s vvimas ot o0, (o1 Ted?” she asked, knowing that pronograph going, and the sound | Beau had spent better than a hun- | of its gay music made the work |dred dollars for one thing and an- seem light and easy, as it always | Otlier the week before. did. ‘Ten dollars” Ted answered. “It| By 6 o'cleck everything was spick | much, T know, but T need | and span, and the table was set for |it. T t sell a single car last a cold supper. The lamb w sliced | week. You know this a bad time and garnished with parsley and a | of year m the automobile business.” mound of mint jelly. There was a |He went rambling on, full of ex- salad and a pitcher of iced tea in | Planations. But Sally wasn't listen- | readiness in the ice box. There was | ing to him. a plateful of lettuce sandwiches, too, | Ten dollars, she was but no dessert. One of Sally's small | Ten dollars. ~ Why, ten economies was to leave out dessert | wouldn't begin to account for the was a salad for a meal. |money that Beau had had last 1, now the cook and house- | Wweek! Forty-five dollars to Millie; maid will turn herself into a lady of | more than that on clothes for him- fashion,” she said cheerfully to hcr- | Self, twenty or so for the guitar. She self, and went to dress. |addca up the fteme and her heart It was pleasant to have the bed- |seemed to sink right down into her room to herself. To slip out of her |shoes as she did it. ‘Where clothes, into an icy shower, and|HAD Beau got that money? then into fresh, clean things. To| The door of the flat opened, and dawdle before the mirror, dusting |he stood there. Neither she nor Ted violet-scented powder on her soft | had heard him come up the stairs even borrowing some of MMil-|and unlock the door. lie's pink nali-glaze for her pointed | But there he stood, his eternal fingers. | cigaret pasted on his lower lip. his She was cooi and fragrant fn an|{straw hat on the side of his head, old brown linen dress when the | his handsome young face flushed to iront doorbell rang. She opened the [a bright pink with the day's ride in door, expecting to see the family | the sun. Under his arm he carried crowded into the hall, but only Ted | a pastchoard hox of ice eream. Sloan stood there, in his shirt| When he sew slee looked “seven ways for Sunc Sally later described it then came jauntily 0ld Man Coyote Understands By Thornton W. Burgess In placing blame I pray be slow; You'll find there's much you do not know. (FOR THE FIRST TIME IN OUR HISTORY) FROM WEDNESDAY NCON UNTIL SATURDAY MORNING IN PREPARATION FOR OUR MAMMOTH PRE-ALTERATION SALE Promising to be the Greatest Sale of Furniture ever held. : SALE STARTS SATURDAY MORNING AT 9 O’CLOCK (See Friday’s Herald for Complete Details) A. CIESZYNSKI & SONS 513-517 Main St. Telephone 601 —25 YEARS OF SELLING FINE FURNITURE— . . The first person Sally Jerome saw when she walked into the lobby of | the Nye-Naylor building on Monday | noon was John Nye himself. Her breath caught at the sight of | him. She had forgotten just how good-looking he was, with his arrow straighiness, his sunburned skin and the flash of his white teeth when he grinned. “Well, here you are!” he sald, | and held out his hand. “Still work- | ing for my neighbor across the hall?” i Sally shyly answered that she was. It wasn't like her to be shy, but somehow or other it was hard for her to find her voice, and to meet the dark. brilliant eyes that smiled down into her blue ones. i “Stil! bringing him milk, too, I see” he went on, with a glance at the hottle she carried. Then Wis face grew serious. “You remcmber that day in the hall when T asked you if you knew of anyone who wanted a job as sec- retary?” he asked. Sally nodde¢ dumbly. | “Well, it was you I wanted,” he said deliberately. “You know that, don't you?"” She didn’t and at bis words the | flush that rese so easily to her face overspread it like & flood of rosy light. | couldn’t work for you, Mr. Nye,” she managed to say to him, “cven if I didn’t have a job. Be- canse T work only half a day—and, anyway, my sister's out of work and she expects to come to you. She's | been waiting for you to get back home- i “Oh, T know that! And I want | her to work for me,” he hurried to say in his horest, hearty way. “Only I want you to know that I'd rather | have you than anyone else T ever | sa “Take the third car to the left,” said the clevator starter, coming up | to them, and they got in and soared | up to the top of the building to- | | gether. Tt was the last real talk they had | for a long time. i (TO BE CONTINUED) Your Health How to Keep It— Causes of Iliness thinking. —O0ld Man Coyote dollars Mrs. Coyote was badly upset as | she raced across the Green Meadows to where Old Man Coyots was awaiting her. He w sitting there grinning, Witk the tongue hanging | out the side of his mouth. He didn't | geem to he at all disturbed by the baying of Bowser the Hound and the shouting of Farmer Brown's v in the distance. “Well, my dear, did you bring me a fat Chuck?" said Old Man Coyote as Mrs. Coyote came up quite cut | of breath. Mrs. Coyote logked very much chagrined. “No,” said she in a low voice, “Well,” said Old Man Coyote, “I hope you at least had one yourself. Did you?" L “No,” said Mrs. Coyote in a still lower voice. . ) Lo only he doesn't know it. Just le 01a Man Coyote pretended to be | ;"o 0 0 G e much surprised. “What was | copyright, 1927, by T. W. Burgess) 5 troublas! e - asked, Diant)| ISR ERY 3T PR W Bureess) those young Chucks come out?” d ¢ £ Coyote actually hung her | * said she in a still faint- | amo ot ?” jMenu: for the Family | “Well, my dear, did you bring me | a fat Chuck,” said Old Man Coyote | cheated us out of a dinner of fat | young Chuck and he is going to help us get an even better dinner, s Beau here?" asked shortly, | lookinz beyond her into the empty | living room. | Sally shook her head. “No, he's been gone all day,” she said, “The whole family went for a drive with that friend of Millic's you met the other night — that Mr. Davidson. They said they'd be back for sup- | per. They're coming right up.” he said “Well, 'll come in for awhile and | to Sally. “They're having a time get- wait. T ought to see Beau tonight|ting Mother out of the car. Her on a little matter of business. Here's | foot’s zone to sleep and I'll go back a new record T bought for you last |and give them a hand. But I an into the room. “Hello, old man,” he said, and went straight through to the kitch- len. Before Ted had tie to fol- |1ow him he was back in the living | room again. “The folks are down stairs. “Mow many? inquired Old Man Coyote, “Four,” replicd Mrs. Coyote. | “And you mean to tell me that | BY SISTER MARY vou didn't ca 2 asked | Breakfast—Iced currants, even one cereal, Old Man Co; broiled honeycomb pretending to 100k |ere. than ever. Poor Mrs, Coyot just didn't know t to say. ad never felt more ashamed in all her life, You see, sie f had made a very great n r hunting, AD somehow she dn't explain it. She knew that had Old4 Man Coy- ote been in her place he would have had one at least of those Chucks, and pe more. Old~ Man v how tripe, hashed brown potatoes, erisp toast, milk, coffee, Luncheon - Baked macaroni and {cheese, sliced tomatoes, blackberries with cream, ginger cookies, milk, tea. Dinner — Casserole of mutton with vegetables, cabbage and cucum- ber salad, red raspberry and short- cake, milk, coffee, The tripe used for breakfast should be boiled the night before. Let drain nd dry ove: ;ht. Pan-broil and serve with sections of lemon. Turn tripe often while broiling and spread with softened butter before sending to the table. Casserole of Mutton With Vegetables One slice of mutton 1% inches | thick cut from the thick part of the leg, 5 good sized new potatoes, 8 all new carrots, § white onions, 2 spoons salt, 1-4 teaspoon pepper, cup bLoiling water. Pare potatoes, scrape carrots and peel Put indo a buttered c serole and sprinkle with salt an at and brown quic lightly greased spider. one side and then the the vegetables, and pepper, add | serole. Cook in for two hol at on a hot platt Coyote was. upset my hunter's t 'em and s we don't. T understand ay and the dog startled wonder they did. You used to 1 as 1 am. lived here and hunt- Meadows and in the Green Forest as long as 1 have you won't mind a little thing like the screamn of Sammy Jay You won't even mind Bo r the Hound when he is @ far now, If y would h: are not When you ed on the rying never pavs s hurrying t Now, my that hothersome T moif w i m ot BY DR. MORRIS ISHBEIN Editor Journal of the American Medical A ion and of Hygeia, | the Health Magaziine In a consideration of electric shock | observed in industry in Chicago, Dr. H. E. Fisher that many acci- dents occur between 9 and 11 a. m. 3 p.m. In the first period he believes di- gestion is at its height and is ac- companied by drowsiness; in the afternoon period fatigue is probably somewhat stronger than at other |times. More cases of electric shock occur in the summer time, with July as the month of greatest fre- quency. This is attributed to the fact that heat and excessive perspiration | make the body surfaces susceptible to more positive contract. Workmen | therefore receive a much greater ‘fo\’rx) of curreent. Th same is tru of workmen with wet clothing. According to Dr. Fisher the things ithat datarminae the raverity of algg- THE DRESS GOODS SHOP 400 — MAIN STRE] — 400 WEDNESDAY MORNING SPECIALS Our 49¢ and 59¢ 3 DRESS VOILES PEQUOT PILLOW ‘Wednesday 29 c Wednesday 40 inch Morning Morning. . PURE SILK CHARMEVUVSE Wednesday vard $1.25 | Regular 80¢ 3 Morxing PURE JAPAN Wednesday Morning Brown's I the home of Tohnny and Polly Chuck, 1 here comes Bowser. 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