New Britain Herald Newspaper, August 29, 1927, Page 4

Love’s Einbers Adele Garrison’s Absorbing Sequel to “Revelations of a Wife” NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, MONDAY, AUGUST 29, 1927. BEATRICE BURTON, Adufhor GIRLY ETC. allys Shoulders/s&t) Malnutrition did not appear to the investigators to be s0 much a cause of the tuberculosis as to be assoclated with it, perhaps as a re- sult of the tubercular infection. It was found that of the children to pulmonary tuberculosis through other cases in the same family, 50 per cent became infected monary tuberculosis were in chil- dren who were not underweight. This evidence may be taken as con- clusive that all children, regardiess of their weight. should be given a thorough examination for tubercu- losis before they the 15 years old. Virginia Leland A much safer rule is to see that every child, just as every adult, receives. a complete physical ex- amination at least once each year. The detection of disase in: the ear- liest stage is the most important measure for the prolongation of lites L “Do you want me to stay?” asked Davidson’s voice from the doorway, and she turned quickly. Shs had forgotten that he was there. “I don't think so,” she said slow- ly, and started back to say good night to him. “My father’s ill and he's sent for my mother.” She stood beside him in the warm breathing darkness of the June night, just e V_a ou;s;:.e the front door of the| ¥z 'SONDS ON STOOK EXCHANGE. “I imagine there aren’t any good | trains at this time of night, way,” she went on quietly. telephone the railroad station and find out when the next train south goes. Then I'll wake my mother up in plenty of time to get it. There's no use in getting her up now to worry all night, is there?” She didn’t not expect an answer, and Davidson did not give her one. Sally, you're a wonderful little girl,” he said solemnly. “You take care of everybody, don't you? And you're so little, and young, and | With a great many men, actions |SWeet—" And then, as if her little- speak much more plainly than |ness and youth and sweetness, com- | words when it comes to love mak- |bined, were too much for him, he ing. abruptly swept her into his arms And that was the case with |and kissed her, holding her so tight Davy Davidson. that she cried out in fury and pain. He made another motion to put| She lcaned back in his arms as far his arms around Sally's light, slen- [as she could, and brought her der figure, in its blue dréss. But |small, hard fist, down upon his face. | she violently pushed him away from | He turned his head to escape the R, blow and it caught him neatly upon “It you can’'t move, I can!" she |the cheek bone. rapped out. “Please get out of my He laughed as he let her go. | way—and please get out of the “Sally, you'll be sorry for that, some house. Coming here to see Millie, | day,” he told her, his breath coming i unevenly. He started down the and then behaving this way to me!"” i Her contempt was profound. She | wide steps that led to the moonlit G v. “I'll call you up tomorrow marched past him down the hall, | with her head in the air. “I don't come here because Milli® T come here because of you nded himself w declared y ad!” Her words were like little chips of stone falling from | Sally?” he asked, shortly. “I want to know."” “I?" asked Sally, her eyes wider and brighter than usual. “Why, 1 | haven't a thing in the world against you, Davy. Please let me out. I'm tired, and I want you to go.” “I don’t want to go. I'm not go- ing,” he said. He shook his’blond head stubbornly. “I want to talk to | you.” One of his hands came back to her shoulder and stayed there. “Well, talk to me then—but leave me alone. You're out of bounds!" answered Sally, and her voice was as sharp as Aunt Emily’s voice when | she was angry about anything. She shook her shoulders nervous- 1y, and Davidson's hand dropped to | bis side. He said nothing. “Well, what's on your mind?" Sally asked gfter a moment, while | he looked intently ‘at her as if he were thinking hard. “I don’t know what to say”” he replied awkwardly. —" again | words failed him. by the time they were six years old, and that those underweight showed a much larger percentage of tuberculosis thaff those not un- derweight. Urges Tests for All One-third or the cases of pul- Beginning a New Seri. READ THIS FIRST: 3 Sally Jerome, pretty and clever, is I had not meant that Dicky'’s|the mainstay of her family in the mother ever should discover mY |absence of her father, who has noi feelings, however, and it was With | jivea with her mother for years poignant regret that I saw her g0 | \irs, Jerome enjoys ill heaith, - 50 away from my room, a pathetic|ga)ly does the housework mornings figure, kept erect I knew through | anq office work for Mr. Peevey hshr el agawer. afternoons. Beau, her brother, and There was nothing to be said or Millle, her sister, give so little to- done, however. I knew that she ywars the support of the home that would not refer to the subject again, | the entire burden falls on Sally. and I knew also that any attempt | 1p the flat below the Jeromes of mine to deceive her by pretend- | jives young Ted Sloan, a “dancin’ ing a feeling for Dicky which did 1 ; fool,” who wants her to marry him | pot exist would be not only, useless | and keep on working. But the only ut cruel. man who interésts Sally is John Glad, indeed, was I, { Nye, whose real estate office is | that the necessity for immediate | geross the hall from Mr. Peevey's. | action was able to banish all un- | Millie Is his secretary, and he is | pleasant thoughts from my mind. 1|p)ing)y infatuated with her. Millie, hurried downstairs and out to the Y however, prefers a bond salesman veranda where Noel and Mary were | nameq Davidson. Davidson is secret- |playing a game of two-handed | ly in love with Sally, who will have bridge, with far more attention 0 | nothing at all to do with him. ch other's faces than to the cards. | Beau “borrows” some money from Sorry to interrupt the game,” I|ne bank where he works, and Mr. said, and indeed I was loath to dis- | peevey gives Sally the money to turb them, but inekplicably I had a | cover the thett. Then Beau elopes distaste for an interview alone With | ith Mabel Wilmot and brings h Eleanor Lincoln, ¢ : home to live with He | Mary cocked a questioning eye | pavg practically no board, and Sally | at me, and then threw down her is rantic. Millie goes to the hospital hand and gathered the cards on the | tor an operation and John D 3 table into a pile. for her private room and special “Credit me with clairvoyance.” | nyrse, While she is ill Sally works | she said saucily. “You want us 10 | o1 John Nye, and when Mr. Peevey go somewhere With you.” retires from business Nye offers her “You are eminently correct, my |, jop with him. But she declines it | pretty young scer,” I returned. “I and goes into the wayside inn ‘busi- am going down to The Larches, 10 | negg with her aunt, Emily Jerome, ask Miss Lincoln to come to dinner an ex-school teacher. Saturday night, and I would like The business does not thrive, al- to have you both come with me.” though Aunt Em and Sally do most | Noel rose with alacrity, and I|o¢ the cooking, etc, themselves. saw Mary’s eyes narrow, while over | qpen Mrs. Jerome brings the whole | Fer expressive face flitted a frown. | gamjly to live at the big house with | | T was sure that the lad’'s quickness [ Aynt Em, and they are an extra ex- | of action had resulted from his de- | penge. Finally Aunt Em hires a ja | sire to be courtetous to me, but it | pand, and Sally puts on an exhibi- | | was plain that Mary's jealousy had | (jon dance with Ted Sloan. in one | translated it as a wish to see Miss | Jast grand effort to “pep up” the | Lincoln. business. It does it, too. | Mrs. Jerome imagines that they are making a small fortune and de- mands a new home, as she is t of Aunt Em's matter-of-fact treat- ment of her. She likes to be cod- dled. Millie, too, threatens to stop work, if they keep on making money, and Sally wonders how any- one lucky enough to be working in | the same office with John could | cven think of leaving it. Onef night she finds herself alone with Davidson in Aunt Emily's “office” and he starts making love to her. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XLVIIT Sally did not know just to do. It was one thing to smartly smack Ted Sloan across his cheerful, freckled face when he tried to force his love making upon her, as he did nearly every time they were tcgeth- er. But it was going to be somcthing altogether different to deal with this older man, who was so much more | a man of the world—and so much more serious and determined than Ted ever had been. Moreover, Sally was rattled. She | looked up at Davidson with aston- ishment and confusion written in the blue-clear brilliance of her eyes. Her parted lips made no sound. She could think of ncthing to say. She felt as it her brain had stopped working, or as if it wer whirling—she didn’t know which. Davidson's other hand came down upon her other shoulder, and he drew her body toward him so slowly that the movement was scarcely no- | ticeable. But there was behind the slow, quiet firmness of a shad- ow that scems not to move at all, but gradually covers the sun. “Sweet kid,” he said huskily, his head lowered a littlz as he leancd close to Sally. The sound of his volce seemed to | break the spell that held her, and all at once she knew just how to |, manage this iation — without | making a scene—-withont making an enemy of Davidson—without even making a disturbing noise in the quiet house. “Unhand forming small class for piano in- struction. All applications must be made before September 6th. Telephone 349 Madge Feels Herself Drifting Away from Dicky My mother-in-law gave me no op- portunity to reply to her astonishing littel speech, even if I had possessed the breath to voice an answer. With quick steady footsteps she went swiftly out of the room, and the glimpse of her face which I had caught as she turned away from me, told me that the greatest boon I could give her was silence. So she had guessed then—this re- markable, keen-sighted old woman —the thing which I had been at such pains to keep a secret from her, and about which T even had tried to deceive myself. She not only guessed, but knew, that T was not even trying to fan the embers of my love for my husband to life, btut was doggedly trying to turn them to the ashes they were sintu- lating. e For though I knew that my love for my husband was not wholly dead—the quick, stabbing, foolish pain of jealousy which I had felt at his admiration for Eleanor Lincoln | .had told me that, yet it was my con- clusion, arrived at after weeks of introspection, illuminated with | memories of Dicky's awful doubt of me when Grace Draper tried to poison him, and cunningly contrived that I should appear to be guilty | of the attempt—that I should be— rot happier—but calmer, more at | peace, when the last vestige of love for my husband had vanished. Not that I ever meant to break the pact of outward amity that we | had made. For Junior's sake—to give our boy the home with both parents, apparently friends, fn it which {s the rightful heritage of every child—I meant to go on, un- til the boy, grown a man, would no longer need us. But I wished daily that T could be freed from the un- rest which my still lingering love of my husband brought me, and be given the peace of absolute indiffer- ence to him, ; therefore, I I '_ 1] e l,af.gaslh ‘GOOD INVESTMENTS-- and the right investments for my estate.” “Don't waste your money and r nickel, because I won't talk to Sally flung at him as she an into the house, still trembling with rage and excitement. | For the third time that night she | started up the stairs. There was a light in the upper | Kall, and at the top of the flight | sat Millie, with her littie pink night- gown drawn around her knees, and her face bright with malice. “I heard everything!” she sald | triumphantly. “You're a fine kind of a sister, aren't you? Doing your best to take Davy Davidson away from me when you know I'm wild about him." “What did you hear?” asked Sally. “You couldn't have heard much or you'd know that I'm not trying to take him away from you. T just slapped his face for him. Did | you hear tha Millie got up from the and followed her into her at the back of the house. very plain, neat bedroom, without any of the spilled powder and soil- ed silk cushions and knick-knacks that made Millie's room “so femi- nine," as Mrs. Jerome described it. “If you slapped his face, you did it because you knew it would rouse his interest in you,” she said freez- ingly. “Just as you figured it out that the way to make a home-run with John Nye was to feed him sandwiches and work overtime for him. Miss Kress has told me what a play you made for him when I was sick in the hospital.” Sally felt sea-sick and dizzy as ishe listened. Had it been so plain, peering curiously at Sally in her | then—her feeling for John Nye— blue gown, all sewn with tiny bells | that even the necar-sighted Miss il e Kress had eeen it? Without 2 word Sally took the Even Johnny, himself, envelope, signed for it, and tore it | laugh about the things you open as the hoy went down the steps | Millie went on, in a voice that was and started away on a motorcycle. |as soft as the sound of a sharp “I thought T'd wait to see if it |knife cutting through a yard of silk. were any kind of bad news,” Davy | $he turned on her little pink heels | Davidson said, and Sally gave him a | and went out, leaving a white-faced, | grateful glance. trembling Sally staring at her own That was nice of him, anyway she | shamed reflection in the toilet aid to herself, as she unfolded the per. She remembered that — she | had thought he was a nice sort of the first time she met him, too. probably w Sha read the ten-word mes her mother: “Mr. Jerome very sick. | Wants you to come of Every man likes to know that the income from his estate will provide for his loved ones not only the necessities but the luxuries to which they have been accustomed while HIS was the guiding hand. When he was gone it came to her that he had done the very thing | that Joun Nye had done. He had come there to sce Millie—but really to sce her. ! And John Nye had come there to the restaurant pretending that he | wanted to see her—but really to see | Millie. At Ieast, so Millie had said, | and she was probably right. Millie | And the investment of his Life Insurance Funds will be an important factor in assuring continuing and satisfactory income. Under a LIFE INSURANCE TRUST this bank, with over 67 years of banking experience, will invest the proceeds of your policies—safely and profitably —and the flexibility of such an agreement permits of temporary readjustment to meet urgent needs for funds. Our officers will be glad to give you the de- tails of such an arrangement. NEW BRITAIN NATIONAL BANK “Trustee for Insurance Funds.” Copyright, 1927, Nowspaper Feature Service, Inc. v're both cads — John and Davidson!” said Sally in her heart. As she put up her arm to turn off the light above the hall table the front doorbell rang. The sound of it was alarming in the midnight silence of the house, and Sally jumped. “Probably Davidson coming back for another round of love making!” she thought. Then there came a loud pounding on the panels of the heavy oak door. No, that wouldn't be Davidson, making a row like that, she | reflected. But who could it be at this hour of the night? She slid back the bolts of the door and swung it open. Two men stood there in the outer dimness. One of them was David- son and the other was a messenger boy. In his hand he held a yellow envelope. “Mrs. C. M. Jerome?” he asked, | what top step bedroom An Imp of Mischief It was a By Thornton W. Burgess Little girls and boys and bears The Imp of Michief seldom spares. 01d Mother Nature When Farmer Brown's Boy -brought home from the Green For- est one of Buster I little cubs he brought homie a little black imp of mischief. Yes, sir, he brought Lome a little black imp of mischief. That paw that had been caught be- tween two roots was soon as good as ever and when he had both paws to make use of he was simply out of | i one scrape and into another. Farmer Brown's Boy had given | him the little house of Bowser the | Hound. He had made a collar for Cubby and to this he had attached ,a chain. When he about to ‘watch he would let Cubby run free, | but it simply wasn't safe to leave | Cubby free when no one v around to watch him. You see. there is no knowing what mischief he would get into. Little Be and little boys are very much- alike; they cannot keep still long at a time. They | have got to be doing something and they are quite as likely to do the | wrong thing as the right thing. i tie| Menas for the Family One of the _first things | Sure that noboedy was in that kitch. en, Cubby entered. He stood up to look all around was inside the pantry. Cubby gave a sigh of pure happiness as he made straight for the cookie jar. | (Copyright, 1927, by T. W. Burgess) Great The next story: Disappointment.” ‘Cubby's Jerome's train left the next morning at ten minutes past 6. Aunt Em took her to the station in the car, and Sally stayed behind to get breakfast for Millie and Mabel and Beau. 11 telegraph as soon as I know our Papa is," Mrs. Jerome told Sally, who had lost her bloom- ing look and had faint violet marks under her eyes as if she had cried halt the night. “And if I'm going to stay away long, you can pack my trunk and send it on to me,” she went on giv- “And I need some his | new stockings. Outside ones. And I promised Millie you'd give her some money for a new hat next Saturday. So please do.” But Millie said nothing that day about a new hat. She said nothing about anything at all. She had stopped speaking to Sally, as she always did when the two of them tad had words over anything. She | was sulking. i (TO BE CONTINUED) Your Health How to Keep It— Causes of [Uness e — BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN Editor Journal of the American Medical Association and of Hy- geia, the Health Magazine The Massachusetts department of health for three years has been try- ing to determine the relationship | of underweight to disease, and to complete a ten-year program point- ing toward the building up of strong citizens. Pifty thousand children have been examined, the examination in- cluding weighing and measuring, the recording of thie temperature, and careful study of the nose, throat and lungs. If suspiclous signs were found, additional ex- uminations, including the tuber- in test and X-rays of chest, were de. Cubby had discovered was ,Mother Brown's pantry was where the cookies were kept. Every time ‘he remembered those cookies his mouth would water and he would lick his lips. And he thought of those cookies very often. He didn't like that collar he wore and, of course, he didn’t like being chain- g " ed. Who would? 0 he spent a great | _L-uncheon — Molded salmon sal- i®eal of time pulling orn his chain b carnls it puiding and twisting and turning his collar. [ ith lemon sauce, milk, tea. He was doing ons ‘alfferngoni |, wDIBneE T Mution enops, riced po. RS et AR aara (et new turnips in cream, orange those cookies, when that Ciheeny Berbieh cocoanut slipped off over his head. Seilinceotice: AR e custom of including N o ot s with the fruit serv for HElan g e fast will save many a stained e napkin, While fresh fruit stains will o e lly disappear if boiling water “middle of the is poured through them before laun- i it dering, occasionally a mapkin fs il rlooked and the stain disfigures it for months, It the fingers are into water atter the fruit and gently “dabbed” across A ’ | lips before using the napkin all g 7 3 4 A [ BY TER MARY o me, Desperate Des- id with a laugh, and it ook a little it was light seeming, too. him and the cubby-hole of an office. But he stood in the doorway, with his hands on either side the opening, “What have Breakfast — Fresh plums, cereal, cream, crisp broiled bacon with tematoes, graham toast, milk, cof- t all along, and th e bottom of the Jerome family. “But there er should know about it Maybe it's just or someone like that.” leave | trouble ‘hy Moth- | yet, | ing directions. Marvelous Acceleration! Line up with the fastest and finest—and beat them all at the flash of Green! you against finger have = would in the ser was nap. Also prove to yourself that 70 honest miles an hour doesn’t trouble this new Dodge Brothers Six a bit . . , That torsional vibration is absolutely ab. sent at all speeds . . . And that no car at ANY price can main- tain a high touring speed day after day with greater ease both for car and pas- sengers. Drive it an hour—and you’ll drive it for years, S. & F. MOTOR SALES Corp. 1129 Stanley St. Tel. 731 looked! this w iRt g of stain is removed Blackb: quart 1-2 cup tablespoon 2 tablespoons granu- latine, 2 tablespoons cold One sugar, for the it - and water toge Cubby Press be tened pulle N ey ies th Soften gela- r for five minutes water. Add to Turn into or without to over hot Cool. He look with worked worth, T mixture begins Sure ti Kitchen, Cul to look all straight for- He made door. Yes, sir, of mischief ma ‘pantry door, shanging out mouth he those cookics. forgotten . This w of th s0 You those cookies v n opportun would find t h 1 eat ar e never h one time t t he meant to have them | now. €0 he made straight for that | “paatry door and a moment later he | In City and Country It was found that city children ind country children were about equal in the observations made in this investigation. Furthermore, the amount of tuberculosis in boys and girls was about the same, al- though many more girls at the ages | of 12 to 15 were found to be under- | weight and to have tuberculosis in the glands near the lungs than did Heals and thes the Skin Chafing, Rashcs, Itching, Scal Sunburn, Bed Sorcs, ail Skin eness cf Infants, dren & Adults was £0C cools “Pack my trunk, Sally, and send it on to me,” she said. “And I need