New Britain Herald Newspaper, August 3, 1927, Page 4

- Love’s Embers Adele Garrison’s Absorbing Sequel to “Revelations of a Wife” Beginning Lillian kept her promise “not to bother me any more” with any dis- cusion of Phillp Veritzen and the probability of my being compelled to face an emotional problem in connection with him. Efficiently she helped me to catch the first train from the city on the morning after I had concluded Juniors shopping, and against my protest—for I knew how busy she was—she acompanied me to the station. But her talk was all of her own forthcoming visit. Marion’s train gets in tomor- row, he said. “They have a spe- cial school car well chaperoned by teachers, so I do not need to go aft- er her. I shal meet here at the sta- tion here, and we shall have a couple of days last minute shopping. Then we will come down to you cither Friady or Saturday—prob- ably Saturday.” “Let us hope it will be Friday.,” 1 told her sincerely, and the wish stayed with me on my journey home, Indeed it was the one bright spot in my trip, for T was so troub- led over what Lillian had told me | of Philip Veritzen. that T was ex- ceedingly depressed and nervous over the thought of his projected sojourn in the east end of the island. I knew he had the lelsure and the means to gratify any pas- sing faney of his for a temporary home, and I feared that he might stay all Summer, with occasional trips to the city, me to hold myself in raudiness for “conferences” on the work for te coming season. Only the knowledge that Lillian would be at the farmhouse for the Summer kept me from something nearly resembling panle at the pros- pect of my employer's proximity. T knew that I could depend upon her for afd in any puzzing problem which might arise and I resolved to crase from my mind all conjectures concerning Philip Veritzen, But I found that resolving was far easier than succeeding. When in my effort to banish the mental vi- sion of the great producer, T sum- moned from my memory the figures ot the “Lincoln” family, the mem- bers of whom T was sure were Transvanians, there also came flock- ing the recollections of young Noel Veritzen's revelation that his father was Transvanian by birth, and of the peculiar interest which the elder man had taken in my account of the atrangers, The knowledge of my employer's |BY THORNTON W. BURGESS Experience is Nature's guide And through it are her children tried. —Old Mother West Wind. It wasn't a great while before the news of Winsome Bluebird's queer family had spread all through the 0ld Orchard and even far beyond; so when the young Bluebirds left the little housee to try their wings there was a great gathering of all the littlo people of the Old Orchard to look at them. They were just as white as the driven snow. There wasn't a particle of color anywhere on any one of them. “I don't belleve they are Blue- birds,” declared Goldie the Oriole when he first saw them. *“No, sir, © you can’t tell me that they are Blue- birds. Just then one of them whistled. It was & Bluebird whistle beyond a doubt. There was no mistaking fit. Then another one of them whistled, Goldie was looking right at this one when he whistled. Goldie blinked and he swallowed very quickly. It was just as if he were trying to swallow the fact. Then without a word Goldie turned and flew away. But most of the other birds stayed around. “It's too bad,” said Wel- come Robin. “What is too bad?” inquired Chippy the Chipping Sparrow. “Why, that those young Bluebirds have white coats” sald Welcome Robin. “I don't see anything too bad about it,” repliied Chippy. “They look very nice, if you ask me.” “I know, I know,” replied We come Robin. “But think of the trouble those coats are going to make those poor birds!" “In what way?" asked Kitty the Catbird. “In trying to keep out of sight,” replied Welcome Robin. “Where un- der the sun can they go to keep out of the way of their enemies? How are they going to hide? Every cat and every hawk that happens along is bound to see them. Why even in the dark Hooty the Owl will be able to see them. At best, life is hard enough for us bird of these poor things trying to get food and keep out of claws of other folk. 1 don't b live long.” Who are you talking about?" fn- anired Mrs, Winsome, who had come | up fust in time to hear the last re- | iose white-coated children yours,” replied Welcome Robin “You'll have to teach them all you Lnow if you expect them to live long in the € World. Now just atch what will happen w 4 Jay screams a warning, almost sure he will in a minute You see, Welcome Robin knows sammy Jay so well that he suspected that Sammy wouldn't miss such an opportunity to scare all his neigh- bors at one time. Sure enough, In a moment Sammy Jay began screaming “Thief! Thief! Thief!" at the top of his lungs, just as he does when he sees a member of the Hawk tamily. Instantly all the birds scat- tered, and in less time than it takes %o tell it not one was to be seen excepting the three white Bluebirds. The two young Bluebirds who were and might expect | But think | ieve they'll a New Ser tense curiosity concerning my new neighbors gave a distinct fillip to my discovery, as I alighted from the train at Bridgehampton, that Eleanor Lincoln, with Noel Verit- zen and Mary Harrison on elther side of her, was waiting to welcome me home. I had seen the little group through the window o fthe parlor car, and had made the reluctant mental comment that while my | husband’s young niece was the more beautiful of the two girls, there was something so subtly alluring in El- | eanor Lincoln’s dark pansy eyes and | ivory skin, something so eloquent of | Paris shops in the sport suit and ‘h.'x! she wore, and something so | elusive and yet insistent in the air |ot delicate hauteur an aloofness | which pervaded even her friendliest {moments as to make her a much | more striking figure than Mary. That subtle withdrawal into her- self was apparent to me even in the cordial words she directed to me ywhen I had finished greeting my slcomers, T am only a substitute, Mrs, Gi ham,” she said, “but I hope you | won't mind. Something went wrong {with one of the tires of your car Just as your man was about to drive out of the yard, and I volunteered 1 to drive over for you." | “Thank you so much.” T began. “That was"—but Mary interrupted me. o | ¥ou home," cy little moue at Miss iLncoln. | “Her car isn't an automobile, with her at the wheel. It's a monoplane. She didn’t have all the four wheels on the ground at once all the way lover here. T've got to learn a new prayer in the mext two minutes. T |said all the ones I knew coming !over.” sserve your thanks till she gets Her words were apparently noth- ing save friendly raillery, but I {wondered if I imagined that a tinge | of malice invested them. There was no mistaking the sudden haughty | flinging back of the other girls | head, however, but even as I braced | myself to manage any awkward sit- | nation which the thinly velled an- tagonism between the two girls might engender, Eleanor Lincoln eves widened to horrified surprise. | She whisked to the other side of me and seized my arm, bent her head | toward my shoulder. | “I—am—ill"—she said, “please | have Mr. Veritzen drive, and let's ig(‘t away from here at once.” Lo It’s too bad,” sald Welcome Robin. properly dressed could not be seen. They had hidden. The three white ones had tried to hide, but they just couldn't. “There, you see,” said Welcome Robin. “They'll die young, or else they'll be the smartest Bluebirds in the country.” “That is what they're going to be,” declared Mrs. Winsome in a most decided tone. Copyright 1927, by T. W. Burgess The next story: “The Young Blue- birds Take a Bath.” FLAPPER FANNY SAYS: \A/F\/ of | S. PAT. OFF. ALG. ©1927 BY NEA SERVICE, INC. Tangling purse and heart strings makes true lovers not. GIRLISH COMPLEXION quickly acquired by using MERCOLIZED WAX which changes a freckled, tanned or blotchy skin to one of youthful, velvety beauty. At Drug and Dept. Storas Everywhers she advised with a sau- | | Sally does the housework mornings | | story of Beau's extravagance, and | Sal[y READ THIS FIRST: Sally Jerome, pretty and clever, is the prop and mainstay of her family in the absence of her fath- | er, who has not lived with her| mother for nine years. The family consists of Mrs. Jerome, the twins, | Beau and Millie, and Sally hersejf. Mrs. Jerome enjoys poor health, 80 | Mr. and office work for Peevey afternoons, down town. 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 Johnm Nye, whose real estate office i& across the hall from Mr. Peevey's. Nye hires Millie as his secretary and becomes blindly in- | fatuated with her. Sally fs heartsick | and unreasonably jealous. Beau and Millie ' spend most of their earnings on themselves, and | Sally's only real financial help is an occasional check sent to Mrs. Je- rome by her absent husband. Every | now and then she is forced to bor- row from Aunt Emily Jerome, who'| is giving up school teaching to turn her old home into a wayside inn serving chicken dinners. Beau manages to get $110 from Ted Sloan by means of two bad | checks and Ted threatens to turn him over to the police. Sally bor- rows $100 from Mr. Peevey and| gives it to Beau to pay his debt| with. But Beau uses the money to | elope with Mebel Wilmot, his jazzy, | slangy little fiancee. Upon their re- | turn the newly married pair quarrel | with Milile, who has turned Beau out of his:bedroom in the flat. Millie’s love affair with John Nye goes serercly on. She gives up all | her other admirers for him, includ- ing a man named Davidson. Sally | meets Davidson at a dance and he | asks it he may come to see her. She teils him he cannot. Aunt Emily pl the family by h Mabel at her house for a fall picnic | on a Sunday when the others are 1o | be there. Mabel tells Sally a sad peace-maker in Sally 1onds her five dollars. | NOW GO ON WITH.THE STORY | CHAPTER XXVI Late that afternoon, when long, Dlue-gray shadows lay, across Aunt Emily’'s lawn, a big, brown drove in between the gate-posts and came to a stop before the steps of | the housa. | “Why—] John Nye!” Sally | cried, her wistful eyes on the tall, dark, goodlooking man Who SwWung himself_ont of it. Something. in her | voice made Aunt Emily give her a | sharp. quick lcok hefore she trotted ly away to welcome him. So it is1” drawled Millie, pulling herself up from the basket chair where she had been taking a quiet cat nap.” He said last night he might drive out to get me today—" “He can take us ALL home and we won't have to ride the crowded street car!” Mrs. Jerome broke in eagerly. Before Millie could stop her | she was half-way across the lawn, | calling out to him. | car | | “Oh, Mr. Nye, how nice of you— |, T'll go right in and get my hat and | be ready in a minute!” She went np | the steps with a swiftness that she had not show in years. | Mabel burst into a laugh. “Well, | look at the old girl go, will you!” «he giggled. “She sure can Show | some speed when she wants to, can't | she?” Mabel probably never had read the Ten Commandments, and knew nothing about honoring her mother and father—or her mother- in-law or anycne else, for that mat- ter. She had no respect for anyone, really. She laughed again, and Beau | laughed with her. Millle gave them a blighting look. How can you laugh about a thing like that?" she asked bitterly. ‘T think it's terrible—wishing herself | on him for a ride home! When she knows perfectly well that he came out for me and for nobody else!—T could just shake her!” Mabel, still giggling. turned to Beau. “Well, as long as your moth- er's going to drive in with Mr. Nye, you and I may as well go along, too,” she said to him. ‘“Come on, darling. They jumped up from the grass where they had been sitting, hold- ing hands. They were still in that blisstul honeymoon state where they were not happy unless they were making love to each othcr. Millle groaned, watching them cross the lawn with their arms link- ed lovingly. They got into John Nye's car as if they owned it. “Isn’t that the pink limit >—Wish- ing the whole family on him?" she appealed disgustedly to Sally, as she shook out her rumpled pink dress S Sho“ld,,%s ‘T R by BEATRICE BURTON, | hair. “Well, aving Beau and |p | the house that wa come along, we may as well start. But Sally shook her head and did not stir from her cushion on the No, thanks, Millie. I'm going to stay and have supper with Aunt Em,” she said quietly and firmly. Not for worlds would she have driv- en off in John Nye's car behind kim and Millie. Not for anything: She stayed where she was, hold- ing up # magazine in front of her as if she were reading. She did not lower it until she heard Aunt Emily calling “Good-bye” to everyone, and then the low murmur of the brown car as it started awa, “Was 1 very rude? she asked when Aunt Emily, trim and severe in gray linen, came back across the smooth grass to her. *“And do you mind if I stay for supper? I invited ! 1¢.” She put down the maga- zine. Aunt Emily did not seem to have heard her questions. She stood squarely in front of her, with her piercing eyves on Sally’s big blue ones. “Sally!" she sald like that man of you?” The question came so unexpected- 1y that Sally answered it almost without thinking. She answered it with a short little nod of her head and a “Yes” that was more like a quick sigh than a word. And then she found herself tell- img her aunt all about it. Aunt Em- ily, for all her snap and matter-of- factness, was the kind of person o whom other people go with their troubles and their confessions. Confession is good for the soul, and it has a way of taking a load off the heart, too. And Sally felt a certain relief when she had told Aunt E the whole story. “It's silly to say I'm in love with him,” she wound up, looking dream- the garden at the autumn . dimly pink in the du; “but I think T am—vwithout really know- ing him, Aunt Emily. I saw him one “You don't finally. Mil day in the elevator in our building, | 24 the next minute T was so in love with him that T couldn't take my eyes from him.” ‘Aunt Emily smiled. Her smile was a mere quiver of her stralght mouth. “I wouldn't sort of iove,” the real kind. a person to really know love him, my dear child.” Sally's face brightened a little. “T hope that's true,” she declared hope this s just a passing fanc: ieh I didn't think about John N I the time. Tt bothers me, and I' like to get over it." | “You probahly will. | the mumps. It hurts while it lasts, | but it doesn't last forever.” | Aunt Emily hegan to pick up the | cushions from the grass and set the | basket ¢halrs up against the old wil- | | 1ow tree. “Let’s go tn and get something to eat, and thea I'll walk down to the car line with you,” she sajd. “Let see, there's cold chicken and tongue 4 some tomatoes.” There were a good things on the table peaceful dining room—peaches and give much for that she said. “That isn't You've got to that you Tove's like | i | | many other But Sally ate almost nothing. Aunt Emily noticed that while she chattered about the changes she was going t)» make In the house as soon a3 she started serving chicken dinners to the publie. “I'm going to have room and the parlor one room.” she explained, through the doorway at shadowy room beyend the room, 1t was the loveliest room Sally had ever secri, A room of faded flowery chirtzes, dim old family portraits in gilt frames, and blue Bristol glass vases filled with Aunt Emily's fall ro All her lifa it had been a pleasure the dining thrown looking the big dining to a family who had owned a room like that. It was the kind of room that fine, gentle people had in. People of good taste. People who had had a love for beautiful, simple things just as Sally herself them. “I hate to think she told Aunt Emily later when they were waiting in the hot thick darkness for a street car. Her aunt grunted. “Theé world ‘do move,” my dear, and I'm going to keep moving with {t!” she replied. “And I'm sick and tired of in my &chool teaching rut er. If this new thing m. wigh you'd ccme into it with me.” and fluffed up her tousled yellow Sally shook her head. “I can't,” know | in the cool, | cold biscuits and two kinds of cake. into | to Sally to think that she belonged | lived | loved f your spoiling up part of my house, I don't care! I | *HER MAN® *HONEY LOU she said decidedly. “Not just now. We've a load of debts that have got to be paid off, and fall's coming on and we've all got to have new coats and things. No, I can’t quit my job right now. It's a sure thing, and doesn’t take all of my time.' Aunt Emily was sllent for a min- ute. Then she said “Hmm!" She sald it scornfully. “Let's go in and have something to drink,” she suggested, taking Sally’s arm to lead her into the drug store on the corner. “Two root beers,”” she told the clerk, and while he was fixing them she lifted the glass top over n plate of sandwiches on the mparble coun- ter. “Just look at those dried-up | things! And they get 10 cents aplece | for them!” she whispered to her nlece. “I know people will pay $2 for the kind of food I'm going to serve! I'll bet you anything that inside of a year, Sally Jerome, I'll own an automobile and have a fine, fat bank account, besides! I'm going to make money in this wayside inn business—and if you have any brains you'd better come in with me!” She was stubborn, was Aunt FEmily, and she hated to take “No” for an answer when “Yes” was what ghe wanted. But “No” was what Sally said once more. She said it regretfully for, like her aunt, she had a love of adventure. The thing untried was the thing that lured her alwaya, “I ean’t,” she said. “If I had hundred dollsrs ahead, I would. But I haven't got it.” For an instant she thought of the $100 that Millie had coaxed from her mother for new clothes. “I might ask for that,” she said to herself, but she knew it would be useless. Millis never gave up any- thing she wanted, once she got her soft, grasping hands on it. “All right. Give up everything for vour family if you want to!” snapped Aunt Emily. “Now that Beau's married, there's no reason why your mother and Millie couldn’t live on what they have for a while. | Your mother gets her checks every now and then. She kept you all on them when you were little chil- | dren.” “Yes, but ghe's turning them all over to Beau and Millie now | sally wanted to say, but she did not. She looked at her glass with downcast eyes and said nothing at (all. No use to rattle the family skeletons before Aunt Emily. “I carried all my family’s bur- | den’s when T was your age,” snap- | ped Aunt Emily. “And look at me |new—an old maid with barely | enough to ge: along on! And I've | made plenty of money in my day, Sally. T gave most of it away—to my family. They all had it from me —and not one of them ever paid me back or said ‘Thanks,’ either!" Sally raised her eyes then and looked at her. “I expect to be an old maid my- self, Aunt Em,” she said. “And 1 | expect to be a.poor old maid—and ! I'm not worrying over it. Some- [ body's got to look after mother and I'm glad I'm the one to do it. And somebody's got to look after Millie | until she's married!” ! “It looks te me as if she were | going to marry this Nye,” observed | the older woman. “And it she does, | I certainly am going to be sorry for him." |7 (To BE CONTINUED) Flower Cloc_ks For summer afternoons, nothing is newer or more charming than sheer |silk hose with hand-painted clocks of field flowers. S i i) “Yes, I carried the burden, t00, w hen I was jour age,” snapped Ayt Em'lg, “and look at me nowl” /. Your Health How to It— Causes of [Uness BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN Editor Journal of the American Medical Association and of Hy- gela, the Health . The average person whose voice suddenly becomes hoarse is likely to attribute the condition to overuse, or to say that it is just a slight cold and will disappear. Hoarseness is such a common af- fliction that it seldom receives the attention that it should. On the the other hand, loss of the voice or hoarseness may some times be the first and only danger signal of some serious disease in which prompt treatment may save the patient un- told suffering or even early death. Dr. Georgé D. Wolf has recently considered some important aspects of this subject. In children the sudden appearance of hoarseness may be due to the fact that some foreign material usually a coin or some other metal substanse, has been swallowed or inhaled in to the larynx. If it is found that a child has suddenly begun to choke and turn blue that these symptoms have cleared up at once and been followed by hoarseness, the swal- lowing or inhaling of a foreign body should be suspected. Fortunately, the presence of such a substance can be promptly determined by the use of the X-ray. In certain diseases affecting the throat, such as diphtheria or croup, hoarseness is a prominent symptom. In grown-up persons, the sudden onset of hoarseness is usually die to some inflammation of the larynx. companying this, the physician is likely to think of an abscess as the primary cause. Not infrequently, the onset of hoarseness, which gradually in- creases, i8 due to tuberculosis of the throat or sccondary to tuberculosis in the lungs. In such cases, it is aboslutely necessary to have at once an inspection of the throat by a competent physician. Persons who smcke a great deal, who use the voice excessively, or who work in oceupations that are dusty or smoky, suffer frequently with hoarseness. Obviously the first step in the treatmeint of the condi- tion is rest of the voice, the second step being direct application of gome remedialengent. The inhaling of medicated vapors is sometimes ex- tremely helpful in mild inflamma- tions of the vecal cords. Menas for the Family (By Sister Mary) If there is shortness of breath ac- | y - unusial. 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