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Love’s Adele Garrison’s Absorbing Sequel to “Revelations of a Wife” : Beginning a New Ser: Harry Underwood’s Play Becomes the Thing of Importance Tilian’s question as to Phillip Ver- itsen’s exact words concerning the play which he had sald was the work of Harry Underwood made me pause in dismay for a second or iwo while I sent my memory back over the things which the great producer had told me. I found that I remem- bered no specific comment upon the manuscript itself, but from Mr. Ver- itsen’s manner I would have staked much on his belief that he did con- sider the play an unusual find. But the sentence that made me surest of my premise was one which I could not repeat to Lilllan, even though the mocking tones of the man who uttered it were fresh in my ears. “I'4 like to be sure his wife real- ized that he had a few cards to match those playved by that aged, archale artist. Robert Savarin,” Mr. Veritzen had sald, his voice filled with partisanship for Lillian’s scape- grace husband and contemptuous aversion for the great artist who loved her. But that sentence was one which Lilllan never must hear “No, he said nothing specific,” T told her, “bnt his whole manner in- dicated that he considered it some- thing remarkable. For instance, im- mediately after telling me of his be- liet that the play was Mr. Under- wood's, he spoke of his hope to see his friend come back and take his rightful place in the world. It was not a wish, but an expectation based upon facts in his possession—one could easiiy see that.” She relaxed in her chair again putting her head agalnst the back as it she were too ,weary to sit erect. “Yes, that is most conclusive evi- dence,” she said. “And I haven't words to tell you how glad T am. I shall feel — less — guilty—if Harry finds himself again, and comes back to success and an honorable career.” T put up an imperative hand. “If you begin that =elf-recrimina- tion again,” I said severely, “I shall Miss Curlosity Learns to Scratch By Thornton W. Burgess It you've a will, you'll find a way; At least, that's what they always say. —Farmer Brown's Boy Little Miss Curiosity, the runaway young Chuck, who had started out to see the Great World and now was living at Farmer Brown's, was very well satisfied. Yes, sir, she was very well satisfied. Under the porch she had dug herself just the kind of house she liked best. It was nice dry sandy soil there and she had enjoy- ed digging. She felt perfectly safe there, S8he knew she wasn't likely to receive any visitors. Then she had made friends with Bowser the Hound, and you know it is a great thing to have a great big dog vour friend. This friendship alone saved her a great deal of worry. With Bowser to protect her, there was little to fear. She explored all around and she found there was plenty of nice green grass and some clover not too far from her home. She didn't find the garden, because she didn't go far | enough. This is just as well, he- cause with that very lively appetite of hers she might have done con- siderable daniage there. After all, it waa quite unnecessary to hunt for a garden. You see, Farmer Brown's Boy was forever bring her lettuce and fresh green beet tops and earrot tops, not to mention carrots them- elves. So always she had plenty to eat. But Little Miss Curiosity hadn't forgotten the good things she had to eat when she was kept in the kitchen of Farmer Brown's house. “I'd like to get back there once in a while,” said she to herself, “if I thought I could leave when I want- ed to. T wonder what they would say if I should go make them a call. 1 believe T'll try it.” 8o Little Miss Curiosity herself, made her toilet, came from under the porch, went over to see if Bowser the Hound had any tidbit in his dish that she wonld like, and then went over to the shook back doorstep. Black Pussy was sit- | ting there in the sun. Black Puss swelled up ber tail and spat. 'way!” sald ehe, Little Miss Curiosity chattered her teeth and didn't go away. “You go away,” said she. Black Pussy did Tes, sir. Blac] went away. Little Miss Curiosity sat up in front of the door and wondered how she could get in. It was a screen door. She found she could heok claws in {t. She climbed h: up it. But this didn't help her Finding the climbing didn't the door, Little iss climbed down again. Then she hegan scratching at that door. Her toenaile were sharp. She made quite n noise Mother Brown went to the win to see what it v all ahont “Well, well, well!” excl Mother Brown and hurricd to the door. open tow Little Miss Curiosity gravely walk- ! ed in. She wen the kitchen. Then shg sat a begged. Of course Mother Prown couldn’t understand a word she but she understood perfectly she meant. Mother Rrown got & cookie. Little Miss nsity siop- ped talkin ized the cookir She was perfectly happy now. As soon as she had eaten the cookir she went to her old place behind the stove. There she curled up and took a nap. By and by she decided that ghe wanted to 2o to her new home, g0 she went to the kitchen Aoor and scratched again. Mother Trown opened the door. Out ran <- i np out | Curiosity | Embers have Harry arrested as—asa—'a dis- turber of the peace, or something as soon as I find out where he is. You are getting absolutely maudlin on that fubject.” “I suppose I am,” she admitted with a meekness which betrayed the extreme fatigue of mind and hody that was hers. “And I'll be good. But, tell me, did I get you riglLt? Did you say Phil asked you to give me this news of Harry?"” “I hardly should have brought up the subject unless I had been given such a request,” I said a bit stiffly. Unexpectedly she laughed. “Change that high hat for a cap, Madge,” she advised impudcntly. “It doesn’t fit you a bit. Why you shouldn’t talk to me on any sub- ject in the world is something { known only to that mysterious thing you call your mind. What intrigues me is Phil's surprising reticence. TI've never krow him before to be | reluctant to say anything to me that happened to bhob into his head. But, then, of course, I can't blame him for grahhing the chance to hand you the subtle cempliment of making you his confidential ambassador. T can just see the suave way he did it.” T flushed irvoluntarily, was furl- ous at myself for the betrayal of the confusion I felt. But Lillian paid no apparent heed to my reaction to her atrocious little speech. That she s determined to have no more discussion of her affairs T could sce, and T guessed that there was some- thing he wished to to me con- cerning Philip Veritzen. “I'm going to give you a ¢ to put on that high hat again, said after a little pause, “but help me, Colomon, if you do there won't be enough left of you to | make a restaurant sandwich. Per- haps you've already realized what 1| started to tell you at the inn yes- terday, and what I'm going to fin- ish now, that you've got to watch your step where Phil Veritzen is | concerned.” Copyright, 1927, Newspaper “eature Service, Inc. | With Bowser to protect her, there was very little 1o fear Little Miss Curiosity and scampered around ihe corner of the house straight to her new home under the porch. From that time on. vhen- ever she wanted a cookie, or a bit of cake, or just to make a friendly call, she went to the kitchen door and scratched. She ‘had learned to | scratch until some one came to open the door. (CopyTight, 1827, by T. W. Burgess) The next story: “When Blue Was White. Menu; for the Family BY SISTER MARY Breakfast—Orange juic:. cream, creamed dried beef on toast, |erisp toast, milk, cofice. Luncheon Steamed chicken mousse, hearts of lettuce With ch | fonade dressing, orange ice with cocoanut kisses, milk, te Dinner—Mixed grill, salad of fresh fruits with French dressing, cups, iced coffee, milk. A stewing chicken s chosen for | the luncheon dish. After the white | | meat is removed the rest of the fowl |is boiled and the broth uwd for soups and sauces and the me:t car | fully picked from the bor nd used in salads, sandwiches or | ed on toast Chicken Mousse One pound uncooked of chicken, 1-2 pound cooked cereal, | | tablespoons softened butter. 1-8 e m teaspoon | pepper, 1 cuy Put white through ! Put h one salt, crei of avy meat knife of which amounts # through food ats and run t1 dn. Add o1 beaten. in cream sonin Comt m Knife tirm Garn | stice i lives t 1927, NEA Sery DIES ON Bilderord MeNat LINK He 1 of h eolf by T GOLF M J Mary of hours, 1o that home nhorn Ely who he Mrs, Pa Dr. she was a of Ha here summer v o David E. Dolloff, medic | ¢ | | | due to heart disease ‘ i READ THE HERALD CLASSIFIED ) | crushea | viage and goes with Aunt T 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 9 years. The family consists of M Jerome; the twins, Beau and Billie; and Sally herself. Mrs. Je- rome enjoys poor health, so Sally does the housework mornings and office work for Mr. Peevey down- town afternoons. In the flat below the Jeromes lives 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 interested is John Nye, whose real cstate offices are across the hall from Mr, Peevey's. Nye hires Millie as his secretary, upon Sally's mendation, and Millie instantly be- gins to “shine up” to him. He be- comes blindly infatuated with and Sally is heartsick and jealous. Beau Millie spend most of their earnings on themselves, and Sally’s only real financial help is an | from her absent and then she occasional check father. Every now has to horrow some money from her spinster aunt, Emily Jerome, an energetic school teacher who has decided to turn her suburban home- stead into a “‘chicken dinner” way- de inn, Bean ralses a check given him hy Ted Sloan frem $10 to' $100, and then repays Ted with a bad cleck of his own. Ted tells vy about it one night when he is angry’ with her, and she horrows $100 from Mr. Peevey, and turns it over to Beau so that he may give it to Ted Beau keeps it and clopes with fiancee, sel Wilmot, a ja: voung creatvre. Mrs, Jerome is by the news of the ma ni spend the day with her, Millie moves all her things into Beau's room, so that there will be no room lefi in flat for him and Mabel. spends the whole day, which pens to be Sunday, doing this, preparss supper for John Nye, who i= coming, and for Ted with whom she is on friendly terms once more. | Just as the four are sitting down to a dainty, well-served meal, and Mabel burst into the room, Mabel hegins a long slangy speech to John Nye whom she never has seen before. OW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XXITI It seemed to Sally, as she looked at littls Mabel with startled blue eves, that she really had never seen | her until this moment, Perhaps it was because she w seeing her new through John N eyes—but somehow she never had seemed so cver-dressed, 80 highly rouged, so loud-voiced, so—so vulgar before. She stood in the doorway. swing- ing her beaded bag to and fro, roll- ing her eyes at John Nye, and talk- ing to him as if she had known him all her life. “You'll make room for me beside you, won't you. Big Shot?" she asked him pertly, ven if they don't ask me and Bean to sit down and have a bite, you will, won't you?” “Of conrse, T will,” John answer- ed good naturedly, and spr to place a chair for her beside his own. The sulden movement scomed to bring Sally back to life. She had been frozen with surprise and a kind of dismay ever since the new- ly-married pair had burst open ‘he door. Now she jumped up and did the’ things that she should done three minutes before. She Kissed Mabel, smiled at Bean and told him to get some forks and napkins from the sideboard. She al sent Ted Slean into the kitchen to | slice some more roast heef, and then she put an arm around Mabel and drew her out of the room “I know yon want to come out into my room and put some powder on your nose, and so forth” £aid to her Ithongh Mah-'s 1i nose was thickly enve der already. nt to t21% te von for he half-whispored fo her as they v \ the nor little hall ¢ « “You and Bean have to drinis, haven't yon? Mabel wiggied her shouldors i With pow something | patiently. “Well, «ur S Should by BEATRICE BURTON, recom- | her | But | s | While she | Beau | and | have | she asked in a cross tone, “Who has a better right, I'd like to know ?— If yon can't celebrate your own wedding, when are you supposed to celebrate?"” “I'm sure I don't know, but please don't do any more celebrat- ing while Mr. Nye is here,”” Sally begged her, “Millle wants her little | supper to go off well, and it won't if Beau and Ted get to drinkin, Mabel's expression of annoyance | deepened. “Well, for heaven's sake, you'd think Millie's Mr, Nye was more important than your own brother and his wife!"” she sald in a whisper that was as violent as a shout. “Here we are, back from our honeymoon, and all you do is hush us and tell us to behave ourselves because Millie's Mr. Nye is in the | house—My stars! Who's he that we shonld forget we were just married twelve hours ago—" “Hush, he'll hear you!" Sally fairly wrung her hands in agony. | “Oh do be still, Mabel!” But Mabel did not need to be told to be silent just then. She had paused in the doorway of Beau's !room, and her eyes were like sau- cers as she stood there, spell-bound. For Beau's room was no longer Beau's room. It was Millle's every inch of it. Beau's pennants and pipe-racks were gone from the walls. His read- ing lamp was gone from the head of | the bed. His large framed photo- graph of Jack Dempsey in action no longer decorated the writing desk | between the windows, room except his big black trunk, into which Millie had piled all of his belongings, helter-skelter, a few | | hours ago. Her pink dressing-gown lay over @ e the bed. Her imi- dressing table. Her nightgown still on the floor, a pile of pink mull, where she had stepped out of it. Even the air had taken on the scent of the “Love Only Me” perfume that seemed like part of her, some- he had used so much of it must say this 1s a nice trick!"” dec could find her voice, “to pack Beau | up like this!—You might, at least, ave given him a chance to put his own things into his trunk!—Why, | we were planning to stay here for a | while!—" She stared at the room hefore her in astonished silence for a minute more hefore she went on: “Well, Miss Millie will just have | to move all her things out again, that's all! Because Beau and T have | decided to stay here until we find a place of our own. It's all settled— 'l just zo out and speak to Millie | now!” Sho turned to'go, her small face grim with determination. But Sally caught her by the arm. “No, no, don’t say a word now, dear,” she pleaded gently, “just go back with me, and have a nice sup- per, and when John Nye is gone, vou can have all this out with Mil- lie. spoil Millis's evening by starting a quarrel with her about the bedroom | I now! Not before John Nye. hack in the dining-room, w | joying herself. [ Sally saw that at a glance, as she [ opened the deor of the dining-room | to usher Mabel in before her. { Tor Beau had produced a pint hottle of Bourhbon whiskey ‘and was | filling five small gla that stood " before him on the table-cloth. “None for Sally. She doesn’t in- | lulge,” he was saving solemnly, as | he poured the clear amber fluid, | “she’ll drink to our health in water. Eh, wot, Sull | Mabel reacked out eagerly to pick | un her glass. Mabel liked liquor and | did not care who knew it. | “Fey! Don't grab—You'll break | vour wrist!” Pean said <harply to ! her, but his eves were full of ad- | miration as he looked wup at his 1 E bridc saw o Iy then that he had had far, far too much to drink alrcady. and his face v flushed. quick glance darted to John . Would he see t f s face, pair had neen drinking? And i | he did, what wonld he think o 12 Of Millie? Of her? » was smiling as he raised the It was Sau y who cried ing of his was visible in the | ardd the bride when she | She simply couldn’t let Mabel doing anything but en-' *uer MAN” *HONEY LOU* ers *THE HOLLYWOOD" Author GIRLY ETC. glass that Beau pushed towards him across the gleaming white cloth. But he barely touched it to his lips. Beau turned to Mabel unsteadily, and threw an arm around her, look- ing down at her as if she were the most beautiful and precious bit of human flesh that ever had held the spark of life. “Isn't she wonderful?"’ he asked proudly. “Isn't she the sweetest, loveliest 1i'] wife that ever was?” “Oh, Beau!” sighed Mabel, grin- ning up at him with her head thrown back against her shoulder, “You're so F. 0. B.—Full of boloney, what I mean.’ She laughed wildly, and Beau laughed with her. They stood there, side by side, swaying back and forth dizzily. Millie was looking daggers at them from her side of the table. Her small face, usually so adorably and softly feminine, was as hard as flint. Her little hands were clenched | before her so tightly that the | knuckles showed white and shiny. “Will you please sit down and eat | your supper?"’ she asked them cold- 1y. She sent Sally a look of frantic appeal. “Oh, can't you get them out of here?” that look said to Sally, as plainly as any words. But Sally was helpless, and rhe knew It. She knew, besides, that the only thing to do was to pass the whole affair off as naturally as pos- sible. To act as if it were quite ordinary for a bride and groom to take three or four drinks too many on their nuptial day, and come bursting in on a supper-table, full of slang and boisterousness. She nevar forgot that awful meal, nd yet it was all confusion in her “mind at the time. . The only | clear thing to her was John Nye's | dark handscme face across the | tuble. His face, puzzled, amused, | and yet curlously gentle whenever | he met her eyes. At ten o'clcck Mabel collapsed, either from excitment or drink. Sally put her to bed in the room that had | belonged to Beau, and did her best to make Beau go to bed, too. But, as Millie said afterward, Beau was “weund up” for the eve- | ning and refused to budge. He stay- | ed in the living-room that Sally had made attractive with flowers and | lamplight, and had a long heart-to- heart talk with John Nye. “Glad to have sawn you,” he sald | cheerfully to him as he finally rose | to go to bed, “I'll come up and see | vou some day in your office, i you don't mind.” He laughed thickly. “Probably horrow a little money from you, ! he added, “I'm a great 1i'l borrow- er, T am. Never seem to have | | enough money to go 'round some- | how—You krow how it is—And T figure that there's no use having friends unless you can borrow from them every now cnd then—" He | would hava gone on talking endless- | i1y, but Sally linked her arm in his‘t and carried him off with her. ! “You're thick-tongued, old boy. | and talking through your hat!” ‘he | said to him lightly. But she could | { have cried instead, she was 50 ashamed of him. He stopped in the dining-room ilong enough to empty the glasses | that neither she nor John Nye had | touched, and then staggered on to ! his room. And so it happened that Beau and Mabel started thelr married life in | the flat just as they had planned to after all! “I could just cry!” Millie wailed | tragically, an hour later, after John i and Ted had gone, and she | and Sally were alone in their old room. | “Oh, wasn't it terrible? Those two | coming in pie-eyed the way they ' did! And did you ever hear anyone | talk like Mabel before in vour life! | | —Why, she talks like a street-Arab! { -—Oh, what will John Nye think of {us? And T did so want him to see us at our hest, and instead of that —"Words failed her and she gave | deep, long groan of utter despair. “I wouldn't worry so much about it, dear,” Sally said to her, doing { her best to he comforting, “John | Nye looks as if he had pretty good | sense, and he probably realizes that Tabel's just a little smart-aleck, and | that Bean isr’t used to drink, and | couldn’t stand what he had on his { wedding day.” “Decent people do their wedding day!” snapped her sister, and you know it! And 5o does John Nye!—I could just bawl, T tell vou, when T think of what happen- ed fonight!” RBat it was Sally who eried! All at once, she drofped down be- side the cld drcssor, laid her head on the marble top. and sobbed as it her heart wounld break. The tears ran down on the old green-and- white mull dress, staining it. But re. 1. I'm sure T don't know what RE crying about!” said Millie, ing her, “anybody would think it was you who had the case Johnny Nye, instead of me!— o you care what he thinks of s nothing to you." n't drink on on ren't so wonderful, your- | =elf, tonight,” Millie went on, com- | plutningly, “you hardly said a word to Johnnv, and you didn't even shake hands with him when he left. Just sat in your chair and mumbled something at him. What in the world was the matter with you?" ally sald nothing in her defense. She couldn’t tell Millie that in some mysterious way, John Nye had be- come the bigg and most real fact in her life. And that it was hard for her to speak to him, most impossille for her to meet hi eyes. How could she say anything? . and cortainly impossible for ke hands with him as if \me ordinary mortal man. D) her to he were (TO BRE CONTIN Drs. 3. L. & H. Protass DENTISTS 2 Main Street Cor. W. Main Street QUESTIONS ANSWERED You can gel &n answ.r to any question of fact or information by writing te the Question Editor, New Britain Herald, Washington Bureau, 1323 New York avenue, Wawington, 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 answered. All letters are confidential.—Editor. Q. What is the meaning of the name Ophie? A. This is a eontraction or nick- name for Ophella, & Greek name meaning nseful. Q. Who holds the record for the 100 and 220 yard dash? A. Charles W. Paddock holds the | record for the 100 yard dash with ' a mark of 9.5 seconds made at Los | Angeles, Cal!ifornia, May 185, 1926. | Roland A. Locke holds the record for the 220 yards, his time being | 20.5 seconds, at Lincoln, Nebraska, | May 1, 1926, Q. Who was Lals? A. The name belongs to two fa- mous Greek courtesans who are fre- quently confused, the one with the other. The elder, a native of Corinth. was celebrated as the most beauti- ful woman of her day. S8he lived at the time of the Peloponnesian war. The younger Lals was a daughter ot Timandra, a native of Hycara In Sleily, but later a resident or Cor- inth, Q. What {s the largest diamond ever fourd in America? A. Tt is known as the Ou-i-mur and was found at Manchester, Vir- ginfa. Before cutting it weighed 23% carats; after cutting 11% 3 did *“Mad Anthony” ‘Wayne get his nickname? A. On account of his reckless daring in the American Revolution. He was a Major-General in the American Army. Q. How many times did Gane Tunney fight the late Harry Greb? A. Five times. Q. What American aviators brought down the most enemy planes during the World War? A. Edward V. Rickenbacker, 25 planes; Frank Luke, 18 planes; George A. Vaughn, 13 planes; Field Kindley, 12 planes; and Ellott 'W. Springs, 12 planes. Q. What {is the longest Major League baseball game on record? A. One played at Boston between the Brooklyn and Boston teams of the National League, May 1, 1820, The game lasted 26 innings and end- | ed in a 1-1 tie. Q. Does all tobacco contain the same amount of nicotine? A. The quantity contained in to- | bacco varies from 2 to 8 per cent, the coarser kinds containing the ! larger quantity while the best Ha- | vana cigars seldom contain more than 2 per cent and often iess. Turkish tobacco contains scarcely any. Q. What s a “stone” measure of weight? A. In Great Britain a stone legally equal to half of the quarter ! of 28 pounds. or one-cighth hun- Adredweight of 112 pounds, but vary- ing In practice at differtn places and times from_5 to 32 pounds, as 5 pounds for ‘glass, 8 for butcher meat or fish, 16 for cheese, 22 for hay, 24 for wool and 32 for h'mp. ! Q. What is the meaning of the name Matilda? A. Heroine: Mighty Battle Maid. Q. How is Turkish Punch made? A. Boil one cup sugar and one cup of water together for 6 minutes. Add 6 cloves, one inch stick of cin- namon and 1-2 tablespoon finely chopped ginger. Cover and allow to cool. Add the juices of two lemons and three oranges and one drop of | various factors !of the organs of the body with fresh mint leaves. Q. What kind of food should be given to a female parrot when there are young in the nest? A. Have avallable plenty of boll- ed corn, oats and canary seed and a8 some female parrots in captivity are not good mothers, it is necessary to watch to see that the young are fed. Q. Are cedar chips and cedar chavings scattered in clothes good preventives against moths? A. They are ordinarily only par- tially effective and never effictive against adults or the half-grown to full-grown larvae ofclothes moths and carpet’ beetles. They soon lose their value and often become value- less before they are purchascd by the retailer. Q. When calling should one pre- sent a visiting card to the hostess? A. The card should be left on the hall table if it has not been taken by the servant at the door. Q. Why do the sun and moon look larger near the horizon? A. They scem larger because of an optical illusion. The horizon appears to be more distant than the zenith because the eye in looking toward the horizon reats upon many objects by the way. The sun or moon near the horizon and at the zenith is seen to be the same sized object in both positions; but when near the horizon it seems large be- cause the distance is apparently greater, the mind unconsciously rea- soning that being so much farther away, the sun or moon must be larger in order to look the same. The moon at the horizon is really about 4,000 miles more distant from the observer than when nearly over head and its apparent diameter, as measured by an astronomical instru- ment, is actually less by about one- sixteenth. Your Health How to Keep [t— Causes of [liness BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN Editor Journal of the American Medical Association pf Hygela, the Health Magazine In an attempt to determine the that modify the vigor of an individual, workers in the laboratory of the department of physiology of the Ohio State uni- versity have conducted a series of experiments during the past three years, The tests have been made on white rats in small house cages with which were connected re- volving cylinders. In these the rats icould exercise at any time they felt the notion. The revolutions of the cylinders were automatically record- ed. The observations made upon hun- dreds of rats indicated that the energy expenditure in running these cylinders serves as a rather accurate criterion of the animals tendency to exercise. The studies revealed that the animals, like human beings, differ greatly as to the times they choose to exercise, the amount of exercise jthey may take at any given period, and the effects of 1ij of environmental factors amount of their exercise. Special studies were made on all to find out thelr importance in relation to t and all sorts on the under the word ‘vigor.” It was found that the thyrold and parathyroid were not directly concerned in the production of vigor, since removal of these glands from the body or the feeding of the gland- ular extract did not materially of- fect the animal’s exercise. Removal of some of the adrenal glands above the kidneys had a definite affect in producing weakness, the capacity of the muscles being reduced to one- sixteenth of the normal, but feeding of extracts of these glands did not have any beneficial affect on the animal's activity, 2 Here is scientific evidence as to the lack of any reasonable basis for the use of any of the preparations of the glands of various types that are sold with the claim that they will restore vim, vigor and vitality. (Copyright, 1927, NEA Service, Inc.) 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