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Love’s Adele Garrison’s Absorbing Sequel to “Revelations of a Wife” Beginning Lillian rarely s on guard with me, Indeed, she told me once that I was her ‘“safety valve,” and that it . was ‘“heavenly not to have to ‘have to think twice before speak- ing” to me, So I was not surprised _to see a look of genuine astonish- ment flash into her face at my news, and to hear her repeat in startied tones. : *Harry! Phil has news of Harry? ‘When? Where? Has he seen him? It 189’t bad news. I can sce that by your face, so take your time in the “Aling.” *“Bhe leaned back in her chalr, her | I rad But in her Was it eyes fixed on mine. That startled her, I saw clearly _there was something else “eyes, inscrutable, watchful. fear or relief? “No. it fsn't bad news,” 1 said _slowly, “but extremely odd. Mr. Veritzen hasn’t seen him, nor heard from him directly, but he is certain ,that he is alive, well, and in th country, though Mr. Underwood evi denly does not want that fact | Known as yet." “Sounds like a Chinese puzzle to me,” she returned, and I was sur- prised at the distinct edge of im- patience in her voice. “What is the «source of all this information Phil is spilling? In as quick and brief fashion as T could manage, I told her of the manuscript drama which had been sent Mr. Veritzen, ostensibly the work of a young unknown author, ‘but what the famous producer de- clared could have been written by no one else save Harry Underwood. 1 also repeated the dictum of the great dramatic authority that under- neath Harry Underwood’s flippancy .and indolence was, concealed ohe of the finest dramatic minds of the country, and that the play tinker had written “several 'dramatic fragments which in sheer beauty and originality of treatment .went far beyond” anything that he .ever had seen. By the time I had . tinished, Lilllan was sitting bolt up- right In her chalr, her eyes aflame »with interest. BY THORNTON W. BURGESS A difference of opinion leads Sometimes to most unpleasant deeds. —Johnny Chuck. Sammy Jay had no place very near Polly Chuck or Johnny Chuck where he could alight, he alighted on the ground. So finally he did this and pretended to be looking for something. He didn't .say anything for a while. It was iPolly Chuck who finally spoke. “You ifly ‘around everywhere, don't you, 'Sammy Jay?" said she. “Perhaps not everywhere, Polly,” !replied Sammy, “but I do fly around ‘s great deal. Why?" “Nothing much; only I thought perhaps you might have heard of a .stray little Chuck somewhere,” said “Polly, trying to speak as it not at all anxious. This was Sammy’s chance. “I not ponly have heard of that young Chuck, but I have seen her,” said Samm; * My, you should have seen Polly ‘Chuck sit up and take notice! “Where?" she asked eagerly. “I-I-1 don't like to tell you,” re- plied Sammy, although he was fair- ‘ly aching to tell her. “Why not?" demanded Polly. “Why shouldn't you like to tell me? ‘Because,” replied Sammy, wouldn't believe me.” “Just try and see,” replied Polly. “Call Johnny Chuck over here, said Sammy. 8o Pelly Chuck called Johnny Chuck, and Johnny Chuck came wandering over. Johnny had been living high and he was getting pre 1y stout. “Well,"” said he, now?" “Sammy Jay has seen our lost said Polly rather breathles; unless ba Iy “Where?” demanded Johnny. “Up in Farmer Brown's door- vard,” said Sammy. At that Polly Chuck squealed out. “Oh, the poor little thin she eried. “Bowser the Hound will surely get her, if she is up there.’ he « wor ' said Sammy. “They are the very best of She went to sleep in Bowser's hous and I saw them eating dinner to- gether out of the same dish.” Sammy Jay, you are telling a uniruth!” stor Chu growing very come over here trying to make me know where my lost dar] ‘know as well as [ th the Hound would snap he minute.” wait a minute, my Chuck. i ‘my is telling the “Then you'vs s you ever had,” declared Polly Johnny shook his head. z he, “I haven't lost any know Farmer Brov T know many happened there. Farmer Brown's Bo the Hound not to touch that yo Chuck Bowser wouldn't You den't know Farmer family as T do. “It's impossible!” i“Who ever heard of a ( dog being friends?" * Johnny turned his baclk “You are sure you saw Brown's snapped Polly and a on Polly t Sam- ammy “I certainly replied. “But what's the of bringing good” news that nobody will beljev “T believe It."” said Johnny Chucl “If 1t wasn't such a long way nup “there gpd I wasn't s0 s}out, I would 1 i | Embers a New Ser “It Phil says Harry wrote that |play which has been sent to him,” she said, “you can bank your last | dollar upon the fact that he did write it. Phil's perceptions are un- erring where a piece of dramatic | work i3 concerned. And he's right | about those fragments Harry wrote. They were really the last word in | their line. T tried my best to get him to finish some of the things he | had begun, but he was—" She hesitated, and with a little h I finished her sentence. | “Mr. Veritzen eaid that he was ‘too bone lazy' to do that.” The first smile I had seen on her face since we had settled down for | our talk twitched the corners of her | | mouth. “Phil knows mented dryly. | this play sent | pleted one?” | *That is what he said.” | “Then that looks as if he finally had conquered himself—or at least | his indolence,’ she hastily amended. | him,” she com- | “But—you say that | to Phil s a com- 1 » NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, FRIDAY, JULY 29, 1927, Sally READ THIS FIRST: Sally Jerome, pretty and clever, is the prop and mainstay of her family in the absence of her father, who | has not lived with her mother for | nine years. The family consists of enjoys poor health, so Sally does | the housework mornings and office work for Mr. Peevey down town aft- ernoons. In the flat below the liygp young Ted Sloan, an automo- | bile salesman, who wants her to | marry him and keep on working. | But the only man in whom she is estate off] from Mr. Peeve as his secretary s are hires Millie , upon Sally’s reconi- mendation, and Millie instantly b gins to ‘shine up” to him. He be- comes blindly infatuated with he and Sally is heartsick and jealous. Beau and Mabel spend most of their earnings on themselves, and | Sally’s only financial help is an oc- casional check sent by her father, and a small loan now and then from | | was left standing s Shoulders/ BEATRICE BURTON, Aulfor of- GIRLY ETC. | you gave him and walked off with it—and you're going to let him get away with it, and pay all his debts for him besides. . . .Well, this is one debt you won't have to pay!” While she watched him with wide Mrs. Jeromre, the twins, Beau and |eyes, he took the two checks out of | get in my way sometimes when I'm Millie, and Sally herselt, Mrs. Jerome | his trouser pocket and tore them |trying to dress.” into bits. He came over to the sink and dropped the torn bits into the wastebasket under it. Then, with another quick move- Jeromes ment, he locked his arms around her | and lowered his face to hers. He was going to kiss her, too. But suddenly she was away from him— out of his hands like water. And he beside the sink and feeling very foolish. His face was flushed with shame and de- feat. “I tore up the checks,” he remind- ed her sullenly. Sally nodded. “Yes, and I'll pay you back the money even it you did,” she said quickly. “But not that way Teddy. I'll pay it back the way I sald I would—two dollars a week!” *MER MAN" *HONEY LOU THE HOLLYWOOD!| “There!" she cried at 5§ o'clock, when the job was done. “I guess Mr. Beau won't bring his bride to that room now! And thank heaven, that I have a room of my own at last! I love you, Sally, but you do | |, She dressed herself in Sally's p le- | blue frock—her best one. And Sally | slipped into the old white mull that | bad been new three years before. Vhat do I care how I look?" she asked herselt as she hooked ft up | before the dim mirror of her dresser. | | “John Nye won't be able to take his | | eves off Millie—and I'm going to be | working, any | . . . | She was in the Kjtchen, slicing lemous for tea, when John Nye ar- rived. She heard his car slither to la stop through the open windows, |and as she heard it, it came to her | that she had been listening breath- | [1essly for that sowad | “Don’t you be a simp!" she told | | herselt fiercely, scowling at her re-| | ficction in the mirror above the sink. | He's not coming to see you, remem- | l'occurred only at night, whereas in “If he has, there is no estimating | her aunt, Emily Jerome, an ener- | She saw that he was angry, and | she went to him and laid one hand | b ! | were any epecial conditions associat- Broadway | t- ol am the success he can have. Phil will | be right behind him, he always was | | tremendously fond of Harry, al- [though, of course, that wouldn't ! make him push the play it it were not unusual—I don't think Phil Veritzen would sacrifice an inch of | his artistic conscience for any friend, no matter how dear—but he also has the idea of Harry's dra- | matic ability firmly fixed in his noodle—so, you see—a good play nd a Veritzen production—what more could you as't?" “It seems the Lest of all fairy | godmother, or rather—godfather | wishes,” T told her, smiling. | “It's all of that and then some,” | she rejoined, and then put a sudden | anxious question. ‘Look here, Madge. Phil praised | the fragments Harry used to do, | and said that he was sure this play | | purporting to be the work of a 1 nown author, was really | paper Inc. “Because,” replied Sammy Jay, “you probably won't believe me.” 2o and see for myself.” | (Copyright 1927, by T. W. Burgess) The fxt story Learns to Scratch. “Miss Curlosity Menus for the Family i BY SISTER MARY | Breakrast Peaches, cereal |cooked with raisins, cream, crisp {Whole wheat toast, milk, coffee. | Luncheon — Baked eggs with | |hominy and cheese sauce, endive dressing, health muf- | with French |fins, lemona Dinner — Tenderloin of beef, potatoes, lima beans ir s and celery, musco- | cookies, Muscovite of Watermelon d watermelon, cups powdered sugar, 2 table- spoons lemon juice, 2 tablespoons | or Juice, few grdtings nutmesg. = melon should be seeded and pink flesh picked fine with a nkle with orange and | A melon not ot will need more than Add one or two and turn into without stirring. parts ice to one part 1 three hours. Serve , NEA Service, Garden Bonnet cups shrede the fork, lemon juice Inc.) A summer mor in the garden can be the most ghttul part of one’s day in thi¢ quaint hat of rough | clearing away the breakfast things. | | (NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY) | he mever was to | and I'll make good that check ot his, getlc school teacher who has decided to turn her suburban homestead into | a “chicken dinner” tavern. | Beau suddenly blossoms out with | so many new clothes and so much | pocket money that Sally becomes | suspicious of him. Then Ted Sloan, | angry with her because of her cold- ness towards him, tells her that | Beau got more than $100 from him by means of a ‘“raised” check, and gave him a bad one in return. Ted | holds both and threatens to turn | Beau over to the law. Frantic, Sally borrows $100 from Mr. Peevey, but when she turns it over to Beau in | order that he may pay Ted, he keeps | it and elopes with his girl, Mabel Wilmot. Mrs., Jerome is crushed when she hears of the elopement, | and Aunt Emily takes her away to spend the whole day, which happens to be Sunday, with her. Then Millie announces that John Nye is coming | for Supper that night, and Sally, oddly hurt and jealous, invites Ted | Sloan, who drops in while she's She is relieved that he doesn't men- tion the checks and is in a cheerful mood. CHAPTER XXIT It was not Sally Jerome's way to run away from things that were un- pleasant, | True enough, she might long to run away from them—thousands of | “miles away from them. But she faced them, anyhow. For so young and gay and tender a creature, she had a marvelous courage. A courage worthy of a strong man instead of a little girl of 20. And so this morning, when she faced Ted Sloan in the kitchen, her head was held high, her chin was up, | and there was a smile in the corners of her mouth. “Don't think that you're being asked to a wedding supper!” She flung the words at him cheerfully. “We haven't heard a word from Beau and Mabel. We don't even know whether they managed to rout out some minister or other to marry them, last night. She smiled agajn as she filled the tea Kettle for her dishes. But Ted, perhaps because he cared for her as care for another woman so long as there was breath in his body, saw that there was no | laughter in the blue eves. A man | watches a woman's eyes | he is in love with her. hen why bother to ask supper?” he wanted to know, drap- ing his body over the back of a kitchen chair. “Wouldn’t you rather o for a drive with me and pick up a hamburger and a cup of coffee somewhere " Sally shook her head. “No, I don’t want you to spend money on me for a long, long time,” she said soberly, rinsing out the coffee cups | with cold water. “Beau must have forgotten to give you that hundred I lent him last night. So I'll just let him keep it for a wedding present me to too. Only yowll have to give me some time on it. T can give you a | couple of dollars at st every week.” he figured that she could. Now that Beau was gone, the household expenses would not be | nearly so heavy as they had been. | Beau could eat a pound of meat at | a meal, &nd his laundry bills were | | terrible. i at |ground attractive. All day long she | matter with all of toilet | “See?"” she asked, looking up Ted from the coffe-cake that she | was wrapping in a clean tea-towel. | He laughed shortly. *“Oh, sure, I | see perfectly e te'A her grimly. “Beau just pocketed that money that natural straw with two long stream- ers of blue grosgrain caught by a single marguerite % | “What d’yuh | saild Sally, saucers in the pan. |and bringing up their children with ' | the house, baked the chocolate cake, on his arm. “You did a fine thing | just then, Ted, and I was horrid to vou," she said quietly. “But I just couldn’t help it—I don’t want—I don’t want—'" ou don't want me. I get you!" Ted spoke briskly, and he turned away from her and stood at the screen door, biting on his pipe-stem and staring out at the blue October sky. ‘You're the world's best dancer,” rattling the cups and And you're a good friend to me most pt the time And I DO want you. I want you to come up here for supper tonight at 6, and I want you to take me to a movie afterward—or for a ride. Will you?' No answer. “You see, Millle's boss has fallen for her, and she's asked him for supper,” Sally explained, marveling at the lightness with could speak of John Nye now. “And 1 don't want to sit here alone with them like an old maid aunt. So T | thought maybe you'd make a fourth. And would you go and get some eggs for me if you can find a store that's open? I used the last egg for Moth- | er's breakfast, and Millle wants a | chocolate eake.. . @ ." “Millie wants the earth and a cor- ner lot in the moon, if you ask me!” | grumbled Ted, who detested Millic with all his might and main. “If she | [ wants a chocolate cake for her cutie, | why can’t she rustle it up herself? | I wanted you to go for a drive to- | day, doggone it." | But he went for the eggs, falthful | slave that he was—at times. A woman always finds a certatn | happiness in doing things for the | man she loves—even if he happens | not to love her. | Perhaps that is why so many sten- | ographers In this world toil for some | married man who is in love with his own wife and toil so willingly and | cheerfully. Perhaps that Is why so many wives, whose hushands have fallen out of love with them, go on mend- | ing thelr socks, cooking their meals, | high hearts and certain joy. But, at any rate, Sally Jerome sang all day as shie swept and dusted roasted the joint of beef, and whip- ped up the dressing Ir. preparation for the com- ing of John Nve. She went downstairs, too, and got some asters from Mrs. Sloan, who did not want to give them to her and showed that she didn’t: |v “I don’t know as they're ready to cut,”” she said sourly, as Sally fol- lowed her out to the tiny square of backyard behind the building. Sally never wouM have asked for | them for Therself. But there was very little that she wouldn't which she | | per,” she explained with the sweetest | work together, and we get things | fluffiest of mayonnaise | out so well for poor Millil do for | She did not go Into the living | room until Ted came up the back | stairs from the flat below. Then they | in together. | | John Nye was sitting fn Mrs. Jerome’s chair and Millie was on the |arm of it. They were both looking at a pale-pink aster that Millie was holding m one hand. e glanced up, her eyes wide and the city, ing voice.” love flowers, and I've got to have them, no’matter where I am.” For one awful second Sflllyi thought that Ted Sloan was going to | | | burst out laughing as he looked at ris mother's pink flower in | hand. Ted had been known en she was | dow | Millic to give Millie away w telling one of her little “white lie: “Did you grow those asters, Mil- a broad grin | lie?” he asked blunti | on his face. Millie ncdded weakly, and hurried to Introduce him to John Nye. Then she put the aster in John's button- | hole and danced out of the room, be- fore Ted had time to say anything else about it. | “I must ‘help Sally with the sup- little housewlifely air. “We always done in no time.” But as soon as the door closed be- hind her she went, not to the Kitchen, but to her bedroom, to add a fresh touch of powder and lip- stick to her face. Sally put the supper on the table alone, just as she always did. She was proud of the table, too. Proud of the bread-andibutter sand- wiches, tied into little rolls. Proud of the chocolate cake with its sugar icing. Proud of the snowy table- cloth that she had embroidered years before with fier own hands. proud of the old silver teapot, pol- ished until it shone like g i She was pink and bright-eyed with pride when the four of them | sat down to the table 15 minutes later. H Everything was going beautifully. The talk was cheerful, the late aft- ernoon sun flooded the room, the roast beef was done to a turn, the salad was crisp and cold. “I'm glad everything 1s turning " thought | | Sally, pouring the tea into her mother's egg-shell china cups “I haven't ast beof like ¢ said, with id she'd fiy but it | seems to me— “Pot luc cchoed a loud volce from the doorway, and Beau and ' Mabel burst into the room, banging the door behind them. They brought a heavy odor of cizarets, liquor and strong perfume with them. JMillle, So she d nothing, but stood with her hands ready for the lovely pink and purple blooms that Ted's mother cut for her. She took them upstairs and put some of them in a low glass howl on ie dining room table, and the rest of them on the top of the maga- zine rack in the shabby living room. i “Fix up everything to look a you can,” pleaded Millic “I think girl needs a nice back- ground when she's entertaining a man in her own home.” Tut she did absolutely nothing, herself, toward making that back decent as wrried her clothes, her articles, her little slumber-pillows, into Beau's room, and piled all of belongings into his black tin trunk mean—pot-luck?” as ked Mabel. k2" What do you mean, pot-luc! Mavel repeated, her greedy made-up eyes sweeping the little feast. “I never » saw such a | swell feed on this table before, and | ing > for guite some time! Beans and bread are what we | usually get on Sunday night. Afn't | that so, Beau?"” Then her glance went to John I Nye's face. “Welcome, stranger!” she hailed him. “I'l tell you who I | am, even if they don’t have sense | erough to knock us down to each | other. I'm the bride—)Mrs. Beaure- | gard Jerome, Junior! What's the | you? Have you | lost your tongues?"” i (TO BE CONTINUED) } —_— Spineless cacti have I wild in old Mexico. long grown Your Health How to Keep It— Causes of Iliness BY DR. MORRIS FISPBEIN Editor Journal of the American Medical Association and of Hy- geia, the Health Magazine. In order to find the cause of convulsions or fits in children. Dr. S. H. Cookston, British hospital spe- cialist in children’s diseases, exam- ined 95 cases occurring in children from six weeks to eleven and a half 0 . \ Most of the cases occurred during the fifst year of life and tHe number gradually diminished as the children grew older. Fifty cases were boys and forty-five were girls. 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