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Love’s Embers Adele Garrison’s Absorbing Sequel to “Revelations Beginning a New Serial—————/ Lillian Reveals the Tragedies of Her | Three Loves. | As I listened to Lillian's astound- ing statement that she would have | gone back to her scapegrace hus-| band, Harry Underwood, it it had | not been for Marion Morton, her | daughter by a former marringe, my | first thought was a sensation of eerieness, of something uncanny in her speaking of her husband within | so short a time following the request of Philip Veritzen that 1 tell her of his belief in Mr. Underwood's fm- pending return to theatrical world of which he once had been so pro- minent a member. At least, I told myself, as I struggled to wipe the astonishment from my face, I should not have to worry over the best way | of bringing up the subject of Harr: Underwood. “No, T didn’t know it,” T answered quietly. “I knew, of course, that he made a pretended fetch of your re- fusal to— “To look any longer like a third rate burlesque hoofer,” she said bit- “Yes, that, curiously enough, | is the thing I resent most in my | memories of Harry. As you know, | for years I have yielded to his . wishes that I disgulse my real age— ‘as if any middle-aged woman ever | really succeeded in doing that—by | dyed hair and an atrocious ma up. Then when 1 learned that ion was to he given back to me, resolved that my bahy should see me as 1 really w: Harry—made—it | very hard—for me—at that time, | .but, Madge, I have realized since | that a great deal of his unreason- | ing harshness then was due to actual jealousy of Marlon, T had devoted myself so long to him that he was | like a petulant child deprived of | some treasured possession when he | found that T was considering some | one else before him.” | “That doesn't excuse him,” T said, “and surely you could have done | nothing else.” “You are right on both those | ‘counts,” she answered, “but that | does not alter the fact that from the ,minute he and I separated he went | straight to the devil as fast as he | I | he ) | she | fatuation, Ito speak, | teared | vealed it before. * | the | went on, I grown | berately, | there of a Wife” could, was only helped by Grace Draper. Tt by the mercy of God that didn’t have Dicky's murder on his soul, and nobody knows what other wickedness he had a hand in. It's a fearful thing to think that per- haps you have been responsible for driving a man to such acts."” “You driving him to such acts!" | I Ajaculated, scornfully. “Honestl Lillian, I think you're getting senile to say anything like that.” She smiled faintly “I know, Madge, that T must look to you like a sentimental wobbler," spoke with a touch of self-scorn in her voiee, and ignoring my pro- test, “but really, T am not so incon- stant as you think. There have been three men in my life. One I loved; for another I experienced a brief in- | while with the third T had an affectionate and protecting com- radeship. Many women have had more emotional experiences than 1, | and have not been so sure of their feelings.” H She paused, but I did not venture for her eyes were looking and I saw that she was lost in her memories. | “I gave the first love of my youth o Robert Savarin,” said, and I almost to breathe, for I re- | alized that she was unfolding her Tieart to me as she never had re- fe did not know it | it of me only as a grate- | girl to whom he had given Iping hand he accorded | other art students who ad- | genius . i rt was broken | the deep voice | “but T realized when I had | a little older uthful hearts do not break so easily. Later, | much later, T met Tom Morton, and felt for him that fnfatuation which is the reason for so many unhappy marriages—and divorces. My expe- rience was unusuaily terrible, for the man was a blackguard—I say it de- though he is dead, and was Marion’s father, Thank God isn't a trace of him in her She is mine all mine!” Copyright, 1927, Newspaper Feature Service, Inc. beyond me, then, thou ful young ame s0 man mired I3 when he &EW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, TUESDAY, JULY 26, 1927. Sally READ THIS FIRS Sally Jerome, pretty and cleve the prop and mainstay of her fam- ily in the absence of her father, who have not lived with her mother for nine years. The family consists of Mrs. Jerome, the twins, Beau and Millie, and Sally herself. Mrs., Je- rome enjoys poor health, so Sally does the housework mornings and office work for Mr. Peevey down town aft rnoons. In the flat below lives young Ted Sloan, bile salesman, who wants marry him and keep on working. But the only man in whom she is interested is John Nye, whose real estate office is across the hall from Mr. Pecvey's in the Nye-Naylor building, Nye hires the siren Millie secrctary, and as soon as Millic learns that his father is the wealthy owner of the building she begins to shine up to him. He hecomes blindly infatuated with her, as a sensible man often will with a frivolous lit tle woman, and Sally is heart-sick and jealous Beau and Millie spend most of their earnings on themsclves, rarely give anything toward the up- keep of the louse. Her only real financial help is an occasional chec from her father, and every now and then she has to horrow from her Aunt Emily Jerome, energetic spinster. nddenly blossoms out with some flashy clothes, lends Mil- lie some money, and buys the liquor for a party given by his girl, Mab Wilmot. Sally is instantly susp clous, not only because Beau works in a hank, where money constant is in tempting sight, but hecause t-fingered as a little boy The crisis comes on a Saturday night when Ted Sloan, angry with | Sully because of her coldness fo- wards him, tells her that Beau got him by means of two s and threatens to ma for him. Sally borrows the to him from Mr. the an automo- her to as his money an trouble money take to him. Beau leaves ‘ally does not > him * goes to his room to if he gone to bed, by any chance, the return, Jeromes | he | s Shoulders/ by BEATRICE BURTON, Aduthor | Wasn't it going to take her a whole vear to pay it back at $2 a week? And what if Beau had taken it along with him instead of paying | Ted Sloan? Oh, he couldn’t have done such a thing! He wouldn't have dared to do such a thing!" Sally told her- | self. Rut she wasn't really sure | that he had not taken it, and with a rush of her small-slippered feet she was out of his room, out of the flat and down on the dimly-lighted first-floor landing, knocking at the Sloans’ front deor. After four or five minutes there was a faint sound within the flat, the door opened and Ted stood thcre in his bathrobe, staring at her and much too surprised to speak. “Has Beau seen you? Has he siven you the money?—that is, has | he given you a hundrea dollars Sally’s words tumbled out of her mouth in queer, jerky little sen- tences | “Onh, sure, that's a game of his— handing me out a hundred dollars in the middle of the night,” Ted answered, his lips twisting in a sar- smile. “Sure, he gave me the v—T don't think!" Sally groaned. “Ob, but T gave it to him, Ted!" a1t whispered, leaning against de of the door. “T gave it to and he said he'd take it to you and new he’s gone! Most of his clothe ! And Mabel must be with him—" castic | mon she the him | She stopped suddenly. . Oh, but she musi’t do this! She musn’t give Beau away like this! Ted knew | far too much about him and his | | dishonesty as it was. “He probably tried to wake you and couldn't,” she sald, recover- “I had to pound on the door for fully five minutes before | you heard me just now. He N have left the money upstairs newhera., T'1 run up and look.” .| But she knew that Beau had not | 1eft it there. She knew exactly what 1 had done with the money. He | [ had put it in his pocket and gone to [ meet nis Mabel, | Ted Sloan knew it, | picious eves told her that as she | |looked back at him on her way up up | ing herself. too. His sus- | | the light, *HER MAN” uoncv Lou' GIRL' ETC For a fleeting second Sally almost hated her brother. What he meant was that she was to use all her lure to keep Ted from turning him over to the police. It was as plain as plain could be that that was exactly what he meant. “And he knows that I don't like Ted,” she said to herself. “But he'd ask me to do a thing like that!" The very thought made her feel guilty and ashamed, somehow. “What are you ging to do about it?” asked the slow, silken voice of Millie, in her ear. “What would you do?”" Sally, wildly. She was all at herself. “Me? Why, I'd see Ted Sloan and | vamp him into tearing up those checks that Beau's written about,” answered Millie. “I don't know what checks they are, but I suppose Beau'’s given a couple of bad ones! It would be just like him, wouldn’t it? asked sea, i Sally turned on her in mild hor- ror. “Millie, you don’'t mean what vou're saying!” she crled. “You wouldn't ‘vamp’ a man whom you detested, would you?” Millie laughed. “I'd do most any- thing in & case like this,” she drawled. “Sally, you take things so seriously. Suppecse you do let Ted Sloan hold your hand or pat you on the neck, or something. It's not going to hurt you—and it might do a lot of good! A girl can do most anything with a2 man if she gets him goofy over her.” She laughed again at the look in her sister's eyes. “Jiminy, but you're good!" she sald. “Pure and cold as the Alpine snow—that's von, honay! Sometimes I can't be- lieve you're my sister!” Sally looked at her for a long moment, trying to understand her— trying to see how Millie looked at things—-at life and love and her own desires. Then shc picked up Beau's little scrawl and walked out of the chen, “You're beyond me, Millie,” she spoke, turning her head to look back at Millie, who was putting out “I don't get you at all. Come on, let's go to bed and forget this ’til tomorrow." ) face of blood pressure is lowered and there combination of factors heat-stroke. fan. sary to see that the temperature of the body does not fall too rapidly. If it seems low, should be placed around the arms and feet to restore the circulation and to keep the patient warm. BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN Editor Journal of the American Medical Association and of Hy- gela, the Health Magazine, When men work too hgrd in heavy clothing in conditions where the temperature is high and the hu- midity also, they are likely to suffer unduly with the heat. Since the external temperature is high, the lost of heat from the body by means of conduction and radia- tion stops; since the air is moist, evaporation from the surface of the body is hindered. When the heat regulating mechanism breaks down, the tem- perature of the body rises. This stiinulates the chemical changes go- ng on in the body and still further increases the production of heat. Thus, the temperature continues to rise and the chemical changes con- tinue to be hastened. Some men do not perspire as easily as others so that their skin is hot and burring, and the failure of fluid to evaporate from the surface tends to stimulate still further their body chemistry. It the blood vessels on the sur- the body are dilated the s some interference with the circu- lation of the blood in the brain. All of these things produce a known as When heat-stroke occurs, it is necessary to get the person into the shade as quickly as possible. there, rubbing it with ice or by exposing ‘When the body may be cooled by t to the movement of an electric At the same time, it is neces- hot applications The temperature usually remains { more or less stationary and then falls rapidly. advice sheuld be secured immedi- ately, as it may be necessary to give drugs Competent medical in order to stimulate the heart and the failing circulation. In view of the fact that there is | with heat-stroke seem to be un- usually susceptible to attacks later in life. Such people should avoid overheated rooms and exposure to the direct rays of the sun. They should take cool baths frequently, dress lightly and drink water frely. They should also avoid indulgence in alcholic drinks and keep their heads as cool as possible. Clothing should be selected according to the occupation, and light enough to aid the radiation of heat from the body. Editor's Note: This is the first of three health talks on mid-sum- mer maladiea. Thousands of pounds of citric acid are recovered from pineapple waste in California each year. 666 s 8 Prescription for Colds, Grippe, Flu, Dengue, dilious Fever and Malaria. It kills the germs ioned of chiffon, scarf, to be worn with either suit or dress. Stock Scarf One of the new stock collars. ilsh- has an attached BEST BY USE The way*to test—use it—taste it! 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Farmer Brown's Boy had taken out a plate of food and sct it in front of the little house of Bowser the Hound Bowser had poked his nose out and wagged his tail, but hadn't offered ‘o gel up and come out. Farmer {Brown's Boy reached in and patted him on the head. “You certainly \must be tired, old fellow,” said he. .“Chasing a Coyote on a hot day is !tiresome work. -Don't be so foolish again.” Then Farmer Brown's Boy went off into the house. Bowser sniffled lat his dinner rather longingly, hut !didn't offer to get up. By and by, ‘after what seemed to Bowser a very ilong time, Little Miss Curiosity— the little Chuck who had gone to isleep in his bed—awoke. Once more they touched noses and a perfect junderstanding was established. Then Bowser yawned, stretched, yawned ‘again and came out for that dinner ‘of his. Little Miss Curiosity also came out. She was hungry and she was interested in that plate of food. There wasn't much there that she liked, Of course she didn't care for meat and bones. But there was some bread and that suited her, so she helped herself to a piece of bread and sat up with it in her paws in much the same way that Happy Jack Squirrel sits up with a nut. It *was just then that Sammy Jay ar- Irived back in the maple tree and Farmer Brown's Boy looked out the Kitchen window. Farmer Brown's Boy rubbed his eyes and Sammy Jay would have done the same thing if he could have. There was Bowser the Hound eating his dinner from a dish and, sitting right t him, th young Chuck, also eating her din- ner of bread. “Mothe alled Farmer Bros Boy “come here and tell me if I sce what I think T see.” Mother Brown came to the window and looked out. Then she did t very thing that Farmer Brown's Boy had done. Yes, sir, she rubbed her ey Farmer DBrown’ Boy laughed “Tha know 1 you se s lost little Chuck are friends. Gi Mother Bt and then sh went out lttle Chuck were. and wagged his tail, iosity remained Farmer Brown's Boy hand cookie. At once piece of bread, for w bread when a cookie i she her up,” “Now I | ink I see, and settles it,"” said he. hat T {} thing. There and she and Bowscr | a cookie.” | 1 gave him a cookie followed Bowser me as he and the Jowser looked up Miss Cur- n to where where 1 she drooped t ho would could be I 11 let me pick r Brown's Boy ke back ito the Brown shook aid she, now Mother “Don’t do it,” what will happen, s done, and the two | joy their dinner in s for Sammy Jay, sitting up | there in the maple trce, he wasn't | quite sure whether or not he was in his right For once in his life he was speechless. All he could do was to sit there and stare and 10 his best to convince himself that | A Tayr ng. Presently Little | o Curlosity finished her cookle. W was guaving JA » bone. So nothing were left ta dreami | milk, is onr || All he could do was to sit there and stare and stare Littlo Miss Curiosity walked over and smelled of that bone. She didn't care for it, but she wanted to know what it was. This was too much for Sammy Jay. He almost fell off his perch. “And the worst of it 1s," moaned Sammy, under his breath, “that no- tody will believe me when I tell about it.” (Copyright, 1927, by T. W. Black Pussy Burgess) The Put Out.” Is Menas for the Family | MARY apples, cereal, ham, pof bran muffins, | BY SISTER Breakfast—Baked cream, cott toes hashed in milk, cotfee, Luncheon-—Cream of carrot so croutons, shredded lettuce and egg sandwi 1, scalloped potatoes diplomatic p! q stuffed pudding, white fish, Bect out-of-the-ordi- it rese is | red rhubarb it somew |..u( richer. Beet Pie Four cups 3-4 q s i gone, | thought lights she saw something was wrong. For Beauw's bed had not heen touched. The spread was as smooth and white as a drift of virgi His pajamas were folded over the foot-rail, and on the little bedside table lay a package of cigarcts and an “adventure” ma; But his dresscr-top had been cleared of everything except one thing. The brushes were gone. The whisk-broom, the jar of hair pomade, and the tin of taleum pow- der were 1 gone. Nothing was left but a large picture of Mabel Wilmot | | in a Dutch silver frame, Mabel had given it to Beau the Christmas before, and Sally knew that Beau prized it beyond ail other carthly possessions sion for Mahel was far and away the biggest thing in his life. As she looked at the photograph Sally knew that wherever Beau had Mabel was with him. He never would have left that picture behind him unless his lady-love, herself, was with him in the flesh! much was certain. But everything else . Why had Beau gone when he had the money to make good his disgraceful debt to Ted Sloan? Where had he gone? And when had he packed his bags and made his plans to go? “He must have slippcd out of the house while I was bathing and changing my clothes,’ herself, sl putting together like a paper was myster. the pattern. Then another thought struck her. | bel go! Beau had when she They to get been telephoning M came in 20 minute; like ape aw: . It was just v from the sc he had got himself into, instead of | facing the thing. nd foolieh, and ng away from it. ve to go after T money for Ted.” opening the empty \fter n. “Ife had himself with.” the money to standing pat and was weak was no get But he didn't him the Sally, gave dresser drawers one and closing them & the money to square Tut he given fif) Tt it instes ) r an instant. The hundred Tollars 1d horrowed from Mr. Peevey was a small fortune to Sall 1 no ut had kejt she meg. oo inch thick a . 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Bea | He's cloped with Mabel! Did you cver hear of such a thing!"” | Sally read the note, looking over her shoulder. Tt was addressed to | | ne | “Dear Sal” Beau had written. orry to have to borrow the hun- | bhut it's a Godsend to me right Mabel and I are going to get | .1 some time between now | and tomorrow morning. We were going to, anyway, pretty soon, but I figured that if T beat it now it | might throw a scare into Ted Sloan. | m banking on you to talk him | into tearing up those checks and calling it a day. You can do it if | you want to. BEAU. Sally'’s smooth forehead knotted iv\-lf into frown as she read fl\c‘ : badly-written lines. e hat a picce of crooked thinking Beau had done! There had been no need to “throw a scare” into Ted Sloan after he had the $100 to make good his debt to him. All he had to do, then, was to wail down stairs and give Ted the money and get the two checks from him. And in an instant he would have had the whole mess cleared up, and been a free man! “Then why did he run away with- out paying what he ow she asked herself in that simple, clear- thinking way of hers, Suddenly she needed some extra money for his Tons and saw this way of get And he was depend- ing on her to coax and cajole Ted 2 up the two checks | m to jail. ieep blue eyes re-read the “I'm banking on into tearing up calling it a day. n do it it you want to. i There was a light in the kitchen i saw. Because he you those | You least half an inch above the hips. FLAPPER FANNY SAYS: REG. U. S PAT. OFF. 01927 BY NEA SERVICE. INC. Keep a man long enough in hot | water and he'll get hard-boiled. FAIRY RADIO CQSHSHS . . sh..shsh! Sh.. sh .. sheh!” Marjorie heard the low sound coming from far inside of a large sea-shell. The shell was smooth and pink at the opening. Marjorie held the “pink” to her ear. “I can hear the tiny waves run- ning up on the sand,” she whis- pered. “Sometimes it is louder it ls very far he listened a long time. *“I'kmow what! Thisis the Sea- fairies’ radiol” she said. “They are playing a beautiful Sand- -Water for everyone who holds a sea-shell to his ears,” “Icau—He’s elop ed with Mabel!"” ltching, Annuying Skin Irritations Apply Zemo, Healing Liquid, Easy to Use. When fectively applied as dirccted Zemo ef- and quickly stops Itching, s Skin Irritations, Sores, Wounds and Chafing. Zemo wetrates, cleanses and soothes the It is a clean, dependable, | heuling liquid, convenient to use any {time. 60c and $1.00. | "OR_SKIN_JIRRITATIONS Persons who have once suffered oid E.l.:‘glaud NewEngland MERRIE OLD ENGLAND, lover of good things to eat, appreciated coffee. The coffee- houses played a leading role in the social life of the 17th and 18th centuries. 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