New Britain Herald Newspaper, August 22, 1927, Page 4

. eried “Revelations Beginning a Madge Sticks to Her Guns and ‘Awaits Philip Veritzen Noel Veritaen's eyes were shining t when I had finished my impassioned Mother Graham salled into the little declaration that n: must come room, her face and eyes giving to my welcome home dinner for the more eloquently than words her Underwoods, no matter what was | Love’s Embers Adele Garrison’s Absorbing Sequel to |mirth in his eyes. of a Wife” New Seri; You are so kind,” he said, and hen the door was thrown open and arly Victorian opinion of my be- Sal]y READ THIS FIRST: Sally Jerome, pretty and clever, Is the prop and mainstay of her fam- ily in the absence of her father, who does not live with her mother. Mrs. Jerome enjoys poor health so Sally does the housework mornings and office work for Mr. Peevey after- roons. The twins, Beau and Millie, ing it with his hands. Millie. “We don’'t want to go, do we?" he asked her, “It's quiet here, and even if we can't drink, it's a nice place to spend the evening.” Millie gasped. “Why, what are you talking about?” she demanded. “You know this is the one night in his fllustrious father's reaction to havior in talking to a man even as| Lol ) ¢ 1 < 1 8 2 e little towards the support of | the year when people DO want to ibenews S l:‘,e-s":g{::.?\ whom |young as Noel Veritzen behind|(he nome, and the load falls on [have a drink! And since when are S8 el e he boen sebranEs B 5 Sally. you on the water wagon? It wasn't to be a guest at the same table. I| “I have been looking everywhere wasl 3 (S ,, In the flat below the Jeromes|s0 1ong ago that I had to drive you saw that my decided preferencé of | for you, Margaret,” she said in a] . himself to his father, even though |tone that T knew of old spelled |!ives Ted Sloan, an automobile |lome one night that you didn't salesmad who wants Sally to marry | know the steering wheel from the the latter were my employer, had pleased him and mitigated the sad- |t ness which was always his portion |t father's ob- | Aduracy and the foolish pride which had Kept the two apart for so lons. “I ought not to be glad at vour decision, but T cannot help but be grateful,” he said haltingly, “even |y though I am afraid you are act unwisely. My father, you Kknow is—" He hesitated, patently abashed, |k and I finished his sentence with a | v nonchalant little laugh which T} hoped would banish his evident fear that 1 was risking anything by my |sure wore a disapproving frown, I champlonship of his cause. | hurried to the telephone. “Is my employer,” I said. “Ye: Dicky's volee, carcfully courteous he is, that is true, but T have as is his wont during these da to hear of employers selecting the [of our estrangement, came to my dinner guests of their employees. That savors altogether too much of | ‘king and potentates’ Do not worry vour head a bit about that part of acute displeasure. sage carefully mother-in-law's face which T ears. | with gan, then pausec “Richard is on vhone and wishes to sperk e tel o you Glad indeed was I that her mes- gave me an excuse to flee. “Will you please excuse me?” 1 i, directing my inquiry both to doughty mother-in-law and to oung Veritzen. And when T reach- 4 the door, I added a smiling dis- sal. “Tell Mary I am sorry to have ept you so long away from the eranda,” 1 sald teasingly, and avoided a glance at my ~as “Lil tells me she is coming down Marlon on Saturday,” he be-, evidently await- it. I am not going to he rude, or [ing an answer. force any issuc. T simply am going | I never have marshaled my to tell your father casually that you | thoughts more rapidly than I did are going to be a guest at the din- !qumz the next few seconds. His ner. 1 do not think that even his | hesitation awakened my suspicicns. | zutocratic spirit will goad Lim to | Had Lillan told him casually the discourtesy of asking me to re- | enough as she very will might, (hat scind your invitation. You know how | Philip Veritzen was driving them | royally courteous your and what infinite resource his. It he absents himself from the dinner, he will have a most plausible excuse for doing so, he will never réfer to it afterward, and therc will |7 be no unpleasant consequences for me. You may be assured of that.” He smiled, but there was no l iown in his car, and was he child- hly waiting to see whether 1 would n from mentioning that fea- | > of Lillian's projected visit? Or | rs he still in ignorance of my em- | ln\ly s plan to spend some time in | the east end of the island? Copyright, 1927, Newspaper Feature Service, Inc. | 1 u By Thornton W. Burgess The quick of wit will save the day When other folk would run away —Old Mother Nature | What to do? Farmer Brown's Boy didn't know. There he was standing close beside one of Buster Bear's little cubs, who somehow he managed to get a foot caught b tween two roots, and coming toward him was Mother Bear—great Mother Bear. He couldn't sce her, but he could hear her and he could | see the bushes moving. “It” thought Farmer Brown’s | Boy, “only I could scare her so bad- Iy that she wouldn't have a chance | to think, perhaps would | lea me alone. If I had a L'\m ‘T would | tire i But Farmer Brown's noy had no gun, that is, he had no gun with him. And then his eyes fell on the |J big tin pan he had brought with |I Rim filled with blucherries, At sight of that pail an idea came to him. Catching vp the pail he start- ed running straight toward the place where Mrs. Bear was. As he ran he velled at the top of his iungs and heat on that tin pail with his fist. Gracious, such a racket as he made! And all the time he was running straight toward where Mrs. | Bear was in the bushes, Now Mrs. Bear couldn't see rmer Brown's Boy because of the Tiushes. She had already had one | fright when the dreadful liad filled her nose. She was fer nervous and upset anyw when she heard. this terr coming toward her couldn’t stand She and away v through the busl Green Forest, or pering and squealing following her hest Parmer Brown's Boy heat the tin pail crashed through t it h she, and she could, and Tear and ran 1 pell-mell, as scared as ever lived. For that at noise deared everyho hat neigl Fox and horhood. irs. Reddy Jovote, All thr their heels. It the Crow a for a few were still. Bu! few minutes. Th witted, are Riacky Sammy J minutes Brown' “Wh: o1 € m took to led Blacky so tha it of th suppose he'll do to that cub? My, but couldn we he'll car T plied wait 4 out run Then resumed their of their lungs, s body within 1 things were perfectly happy. t They always are when nn anythin ¥ more ex had happ: in a long tim Meanwhile Farmer had dropped his pail the poor little caught betwe “You poor lit Farmer Brown don’t wonder you ecried. hurt dreadfully and trightened almost to d vou must be frighter death. Now, if your 1 p Blac v nd v tyingly. “1 it m must be Yes, sir, to | will | you ath 1 almost mother She turned tail and away she went B | ment of disease, first action of ¢ What Farmer Brown’s Boy Did ust leave me in peace I'll see what can do to set you free.” The 4 3oy Your Health How to Keep It— Causes of [liness . BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN ‘ditor Journal of the American Medical Association and of Hy- the Health Magazine the st times, water | n much used in the treat- including not only and gold bath, but also application such as alterna- den spray continuous and similar modifications. The er hot or cold wa- v is probably stimulating, particu- m if «wrh!r"I_\ applied. as bec hot al s poir out by | L is helpful ex- | stimulates the ody to rc against the cold | ter and the force of the wave. h¢ condary effecct of surf is to make the bather quite angir temperature fahrenheit bath, since toil upon apparatu of place any regulating ot for a tonic ves- the named the ny. articularly for its 1 blood and bloo not patients it of incan- ned in a luce free a s thrown over the is that ols 1927, by T. W. Burgess) MCE INSECT BITES [ Don’t scratch—stop the miserable stinging itch with a light touch of Resinol {him for his money. But she really | nothing to do with him. |a New Year's | every restaurant | doubtfully. But the | spare tire, you were so tight! But, ot course, if you're so gome on Sally that you want to stay here, cold sober, all evening long, far be it from ME to stop you!" She faced him angrily, jealousy lighting up her face like a torch. “You can telephone for a taxi for me, and T'll go home by myself!” | She fairly threw the words into his tace. In the end they both went. Aunt Emily, who had come to the door that led from the kitchen, watched them go with puzzled, anxlous eyes. “Why didn't they stay?” she ask- ed, and Sally told her. “Well,” she sald very Culetly, after a pause, “maybe that's the answer to a good many things. We may have to be a little bit more John Nye offers Sally a job in his | broad-minded it we're going to get office, telling her what excellent | the crowds. After all, I've put every work she did for him during an 1l |nickel I own into this business, and ness of Millie's, when she worked |T'll make a go of it no matter what for him. But Sally refuses the post |I have to do! and goes into business with her| Sally frowned up at her. “Surely ‘Aunt Emily Jerome, who has turn- | you aren’t going to let people drink “d her country home into a wayside | here!” she cried. inn. Aunt Emily shook her head. “Of Bean and Mabel, his fazzy little | course not!” she replied with spirit. wife, have come to live at the flat, “‘Bul I'm going to do somelhlng to but pay Sally almost nothing in the |brighten things up. Maybe I'can | way of board. However, they have |afford to hire a jazz band later on. a second-hand ear and Mabel buys [T reckon young folks will go any a fur coat. Sally, who had hopes of |place where there’s good dance Aunt Emily's business becoming a |music.” great success, begins to despair. On| “The House by the Side eve, when almost|Road” did very little business in the land is|winter. crowded to the doors, Aunt Em's is | “Things will be better when the only half filled, and Sally is blue |spring comes” Aunt Emily Kept and down-hearted. Millie comes 1in [saying as month after month late in the evening, and says that|slipped away. “And then I can af- | che is with Davy Davidson, who is |ford to hire my fazz band.” | parking his car outside. In the meantime she and Sally did him and keep on working. only man who interests her is John Nye, whose real estate office is across the hall from Mr. Peevey's. Millie is Nye's secretaty, and he is blindly infatuated with her. Millie likes him, and says she would marry prefers Davy Davidson, a bond salesman whom she met in another office where she worked. Davidson greatly admires Sally, who will have Beau gets some money from Ted Sloan by means of bad checks, and Sally starts paying off his debt of dishonor. Then he actually steals more money from the bank where he works, and Sally gets the money to cover his theft from Mr. Pegvey, when he retires from business. of the that |Sally for a secluded table ond|all the work themselves, to keep | shows her a flask filled with Ja- |cxpenses down. They fried the | chicken and baked the pies. Thy maica rum, \O\\ GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XLII Sally eyed the glittering set the tables and clcaned the house. They waited on table and checked | the wraps. In the little car that Aunt Emily had bought from Ted Sloan they went to market and brought home flask Then her gaze swept up to Millie's | white-and-rose face. “T don’t belleve Aunt Em will let | great baskets of vegetables and vou people drink liguor in this|fruits and young chickens. place,” she said. “She put some peo- ‘They cut the price of the dinner ple out last week for bringing it [from $2 to a dollar and a half—and with them.” so, by hook and crook, they man- Millie laughed mockingly, and faged to stay in business. Each of them took $30 a week as salary, and they counted themselves lucky to make that much during the dull season for country inns. Every day Sally managed to go home to the flat on Trellis street to do as much work as she could crowd into two or three hours. And every day it scemed to her that the little place grew more and more dingy. For she no longer had time to keep the silver shining like plate glass, to scrub the dining room glanced around the half-filled room. “Sally, you certainly were born yes- terday, weren't you?" she asked | scornfully. “Don't you suppose all those people here have something to drink with them? Of course they | have! They aren't going to cele- | brate the New Year with cambric tea, you Round Heels!" Sally's eyes followed hers around | the big pale-green room. Most of the people who sat at the little tables were well-to-do, solid, mid- dle-aged people—the kind that (rug with carpet soap once a month, would be attracted to a quiet, dig- {and to do all the little extra things nified place like Aunt Emily's inn. |that had made the flat so attractive The kind that wanted good food, |in spite of its old furniture, comfort and peaceful surroundings. On Sundays Mrs., Jerome, with Of all of them, Millie was the only | Mabel and Millie and Beau, would one who looked as if she ever had |come out to the *“House by the Side of the Road” for dinner. They never offered to pay for it. They simply came and ate it and seen the inside of a night club. Millie, with her short skirts rippling out over her silken knees, with her lashes darkened, her lips painted, and an enormous picture hat jam- med down over her bright yellow hair. “Here's Davy now!" she exclaim- ed in her light, slow voice, and walked up to him with that swing- ing, graceful step of hers. Sally saw her lips move as she sald something to him under her breath, and then they came back to her table. “We aren't going to stay here,” she said shortly, lifting her soft little chin. “We're going some | place where we can get cracked ice and ginger-ale and no questions asked! By-by, Sister Sally. You and Aunt Em keep on with your little Sunday school and see how far vou gat with ft!" She was gentle and sweet in her manner. She always was when she was saying something particularly thanks. Once Mabel even went so far as to complain because they al- ways had the same food. for a change?” she whined. "I'm so tired of chicken and apple pie and so on, that I can hardly swallow them “Well, i you don't like what we have here, you know exactly what you can do, my girl,” Aunt Emily told her grimly. “There are lots of other restaurants where you can go and pay for what you e After that Mabel and Be: away for two wecks. Dut on the third Sunday they were back again, hungry as ever. On the first Sunday night in April Mrs. Jerome drove out with Ted Sloan, cutting and nasty. That was her She had had Sunday dinner there way, as usual, and Sally and Aunt Em With her hand linked in Davld- [looked at each other with surprise son’s arm she turned to go. But he | when she walked in at dusk. lung back, his gray eyes on Sal “I just ean't stand it any longer!” | ce, in that intent look that always |she wailed the minute she was in- made her feel as if he were caress- | side the door of the dining room, s Shoulders/ BEATRICE BURTON, Author Still looking at her, he spoke to | went away again without a word of | “Why don't you ever have duck | *HER MAN® *HONEY LOU* *THE HOLLYWOOD! GIRL? ETC. to be | which empty. Tears sprang to her misty blue eves as she spoke, and she put her | hand on the back of her chair luckily happened wearily. “Stand what?” spapped Aunt Emily, who never had any sympa- thy for her. Or any pity, either. “The way I live,” moaned Mrs. Jerome in answer. “Goodness knows I've kept my mouth closed for four months, but I've got to speak out now! There's no one to turn a hand for me at home. No onc to get a decent cup of coffee for me in the morning, or a glass of hot milk for me at night. Beau tries to get breakfast in the morning, but he Lurns the toast every day of his life! And Mabel and Millie have chipped every dish in the house and broken the rest!” She gave a gulp and went on tear- fully. “They've all gone out now, and left me alone with nothing but the ticking of the clock for com- pany, and I can't stand it. I ca stand it!" She broke into frank and loud sobbing. Sally made a move towards her, tut Aunt Emily laid a firm hand on ker arm and pushed her back into the corner where she was standing. “I'll settle this,” she sald under her breath, and then look straight at her unhappy. sister-in-law, “Well, what do you want to do about it?” she asked, both hands spread out on her knees, and her Whole attitude one of warlike defi- ance. “I suppose you want Sally to come back home and give up the only chance she'll ever have to make some money.” “Money!” It was Ted Sloan's volce raised in derision. “I don’t see |How youre Eoing to make any money in a tomb like this! There's a new roadhouse called ‘The Lark’ opening in a couple of weeks, and it's going to get all the trade you have now. It's only a mile up River 1o0ad, and it's going to have a mar- imba band and great big dance hall.” Aunt Emily paled. “Who told you all this?” she asked, and Ted smiled mysteriously. “Oh, T get around in my business and hear things,” he sald. He was secretly pleased to annoy Aunt Emily, for he misscd Sally, and he felt as if Aunt Emily had robbed him of her. “The people who used to run ‘The Blue Lagoon' are open- ing the new place, I understand.” Aunt Emily started for a moment longer. Then she shifted her quick eyes back to Mrs. Jerome's face. “Well, I asked you what you want to do about all this—about Sally's coming home?” she snapped. can’t do without her right now!"” Mrs. Jerome cleared her throat. “I think we'd better move right in here, then,” she faltered, but her face was set with determination. “After all, Sally's first duty is to take care of me—and if she can't come to me I'll have to come here where she {s.” Aunt Emily's mouth dropped open. Sally saw that she was trying to say something, but words failed her. “Of all the selfish things I ever | heard of!" she cried, at last. “To try to come and load yourselves on us just because you're all too lazy to do a little work! Three grown women in that flat of yours, and not one of you able to make a cup of coffee or put some milk on the stove! You're a fine lot, the whole of you.” Under this tirade Mrs. Jerome never flickered an eyelash. Aunt Emily had been saying insulting things like this to her for years, and she was quite used to them. The more excited Aunt Em be- came, the more calm and unruffled she was. She took out a handker- { chief and wiped her red-rimmed | eyes with it. Then she settled her hat, drew on her gloves, and ot up to go. “Well, I guess I settled her hash!" said Aunt Emily, with great satisfaction when Ted's little | “Cheapsides” had vanished down the road under the gray “The very idea of her | gang }mme and drop down on us | 1ot ot squatters. Thank heaven I | have the courage to tell them all | to keep away, even if you haven't!” On a bright morning a week later, when River road was a green sunlit j highway, she and Sally came out ! trom town in high spirits. They had hired a jazz orchestra, jand the price of chickens had come down a cent a pound. | “Our luck has turned!” crled | Aunt Emily, as they swung into the | yard, all emerald grass and budding sky. ing that that whole “I think we'd all just better m ove in here,” she sajd at last g shrubs on this first warm day. Then her voice dropped a whole scale lower. “What under the sun she gasped. For a large moving van was drawn up before the hfuse and two men were taking furniture out of it just as fast as they could. (TO BE CONTINUED) tea. chard with hard cotfee. Menas for the Family BY SISTER MARY Breakfast — Blackberries with cream, potato omelet, bran and raisin myffins, milk, coffee. spoons butter, 1 spoons coarse crumbs. “Oh,Mts. 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