New Britain Herald Newspaper, August 31, 1927, Page 12

Love’s Embers Adele Garrison’s Absorbing Sequel to “Revelations of a Wife” - Beginning a New Serial——————————— Madge Warns Noel Not to Feed | hesitated for an epithet—finally de- Mary's Vanity |cided upon the innocuous word Mary Harrison never had looked | “stranger?” 0 attractive as she did when she| I struggled with the impulse to uttered her defiance to Noel Veritzen |give him a sharp rctort—finally de- upon the subject of the young man |cided that he needed it. with the wolthound whose admira- | “Come outside to the car, and T'll ton of her had so disturbed the |answer your question,” I said, for 1 young violinist. With her slender {meant to take no chance of anyone's rounded arms akimbo in burlesqued | overhearing my words. imitation of a scolding fishwife, with | He followed me docilely outside, her lovely head cocked a little to one |and when 1 had run the car out of side and her laughing, mutinous eyes | the fixed upon his she was a picture cal- | be culated to make any youth with red blood in his veins experience the | wild desire to shake her soundly and then kiss her with equal fervor. The desire for both actions was openly mirrored in Noel's expressive countenance. It appeared to me that a diversion of any sort would be wise and 1 promptly suppl 2 | “This is all very wel , “but it isn't getting us anywhere, Noel, would you mind giving a 100k at the car? Mary, T think you'd better get your motor coat. It's pretty dusty on the road.” Mary dropped me a sey, her tinger to her chin, in the manner of a bashful kindergarten youngster “In other words, ‘Mary, get-to- Patchogue-out-o’ here and stop your foolishness,” she sald impudently, All right, I'll be a good, sweet dear, garage, m ourse, looking at the car w but a pretense,” I said. “Mary w fancying herself altogether too much in her defiant rol He made me no answer, but his eyes betrayed that he was vividly remembering that exquistely lovely picture. now, I will answer question,” 1 went on, fecling how- at the ad- out to give the youth. felt as it I were explosive. place,” I said, “Mary y more interested in the young man with the wolfhound than ung girl is in any per- But if you persist in your attitude you are going to way for a very lively |interest in him or any other good- little Victorian damsel all the rest of looking and well-bred young man the day. If I even hear the name of [ who happens along. that naughty young man with the | He looked at me in open-mouthed wolfhound, I'll cover face.” | astonishmen She danced out of the roomn | “Do you me “when she had gone Noel gave a sig a hounds which appeared to havi ly that,” 1 hig heels, and which made it diff ause you are for me to preserve a straight face, that you 1 “Mrs. Graham,” stammered, | desses before h t, eature use I asked. said, elving ) no othe called d partly the god- Copyr 19 Serviee Newspaper , Inc. Mother Brown's Pantry By Thornton W. Burgess Blessed be good-natured folk ‘Who never fail to see a joke Farmer Brown's Boy. What Mother Brown saw when she pushed open her pantry door . robbed her for the moment of all power, of speech. In fact, for a moment or two she was actflally m doubt as to what she really did see. The flour barrel was tipped over, sour milk was &l over everything, there were broken dishes scattercd here and there, and in the midst of | It all was the strangest creature she | had ever seen. What it was didn't know. She actually didn't know what it w But that it was | alive was very evident. | A moment after she had pushed that door open, it had holted | straight for the kitchen. Mother | Brown shrieked and jumped to one | Boy as he st side as this strange creaturc pushed |don’t know what it is,” said Le past her, out the kitchen door, out (last. ‘I have never hefore seen an the back door, and disappeared |thing like that. Wha-what do you around back of the house. By that |call it?" ' time Mother Brown had recovered £ “I call it that dratted little Bear from her surprise sufficiently to do |of yours,” declared Mother Brown. a little thinking. " she | Then she told Farmer Brown's Be exclaimed. “I do 1 what had happened in the was that Bear cul | “T just dread going back there the broom and rushed outdoors. |she +She was just in time to see Cubly, | Of for, of course, that is who it was, shinning up a tree. He kept right on until he was as high as he could 4 get. And such a looking sight as he | zood-natured as she was. Fortunat W Mother Brown just stood and Iy, the flour barrel had been only laughed until her sides shook. Yes, about a third full. Of course, the sir, she had to laugh. Never was | flour was ruined and the flour and such a funny looking young bear had covered everything with seen before, Such a mess to clean up! What happened was this. When Cubby, climbing upon the pantry _shelf, had reached up and hooked | his claws over the pan of sour pmilk | with which Mother Brown had ;fl ned to mak had that pan of milk right ove T That whole pan of sour milk hud gone right over Cubby. In his sur- price he had let go and droped he had dropped right into the ,barrell. Now, Cubbyp was not only | but h was greatly frighten Of cogrse, he instantly began to kick :m?ww.,ulu in 1 !l of flour and in a moment had upset it. He was half-smother- 1 with flour. And of course being with milk, the flour ma y paste all over him. F rible mess and he kr was all 50 sudden and unexpected at for a few minutes he didn't | where he was. He just tore around that pantry, upsett thi right and left, ur to find the door rer Brow: had opened had rushed out wit): it in mind to get she Mother Brown shricked and jumped 10 one side. 1 up in that tree. 1 course, Farmer Brown's Boy went back with h and when he {sa wthe inside of that pantry he wondered that his mother was mitk (Copyright, 1927, by W. T. Burgess) TREE-TOD STORIES 4 cookies, he d flour HURRYING [100ME “UTTR. .. kuttr. . kute! Marjorie heard it as <he walked The queer little <ound came from some place Lehind her. “It sound<"as though a Brownie might be following me." Marjorie Mot 1oor h " when the only ay home from the cormer. Mother the saf up a tres where he at all unde pened to do . Lo thought She looked around. It waen't & It was a dry. brown leaf running + the sule-walk after Marjorie's feet. It ran up the walk Fatinis Bio ] 1o the foot of the Oak tree, and sat bl i down him up Brownie, Myt it was in a huery to get home sand, And tired, Whit in that tre You should sion on h Cuticura Treatment For Dandruff Part the hair and g rub in Cuticura Oint ment until the whole scalp has been treated, Let the Ointment remain on for some time, over night if convenient, Then shampoo with a suds of Cuticura Soap and warm water. (Do n. Soap on the hair) Rinse thoroughly. A application of Cuticura Ointment to the s between shampoos is often beneficial. Olntment 2% and fie, Taleam e Sold_everywher Soap A Address ; “Cutisura Lasoratories, Degt. 11 Sample gach free Maldea, Mase S~ Cuticura Shaving Stick 25c. 1 beckoned him to a seat | your holding a lighted | NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, KEAD THIS FIRST: Sally Jerome, pretty and clever, is the mainstay of her family in the absence o€ her father, who does not live with her mother. Mrs. Jerome | enjoys ill health, so Sally does the housework mornings and office work for Mr. Peevey afternoons. | Beau and Millie, her sister and | Lrother, give almost nothing to help her support the home, In the flat below the Jeromes |lives Ted Sloan, a “dancin’ fool,” | who wants Sally to marry him and | keep on working. But the only man who interests her is John 1 whose real estate office is acros all from Mr. Peevey's. Millie s his secretary and he becomes in- fatuated with her. Millie, however, pre a bond salcsman named Davidson. Davidson is secretly in | love with Sally, and Millie is jeal- ous of her. But when Millie becomes {1l with appendicitis it is John Nye who pays | | for her room at the hospital and ends her flowers. During this time | Sally works for John 1a ! | when Mr. Peevey retires from busi- | {ness Nye offers Sally a perman nt | place in his office. ut she refuses it and goes into the wayside inn business with her Aunt Emily Je- ing the expected thing. “Well, what did you then?” he asked sulkily, at the moon?” He meant that for a mild joke. It was unthinkable to him that any- one should want to look at a moon. ! A good automobile—a pretty girl— peppy show—those were the ngs that young Mr. Sloan consid- | ered worth looking at. Certainly a ! moon was nothing to fire cannons |about. Not in his estimation! | “Yes, to look at the moon—part- ly,” answered Sally coolly. “And |partly to get away from Millie | Davidson. I can't bear him—" Her | voice trailed off as she thought of |the other night when he had kissed | her so impatiently, and with such {hard eagerness. Then she remembered something clse that had happened that night. for look come “to | w the thing that Millie had :n Johnny had to funny things ck—the said to her: “E laugh about all the vou did for him.” For the thousandth time she won- dered how he d come to tell Mil- lic about the sandwiches she had brought him when he missed his |lunch, the flowers she had put on and | his desk one morning, the pencils | she had sharpened for him. In the silvered darkness ghe flushed wit shame and humiliation, remember- ling those things. How she wished au marries Mabel Wilmot, he and all the rest of the family ve out to the inn, although Au iily protests against their comin sally, who is kept busy paying off the moncy Beau “borrows” from the bank where he works, regrets their coming, too, although she is | 1l to have her mother where she can look after her. The wayside inn business does not thrive, and finally Aunt Em hires a jazz band, and Sally puts on dainty little “shimmy” dance. The combination makes a hit, and the business “pops up.” John Nye comes one day to ask Sally to work for him once more, but Sally re- fuses again. Millie has told her that John Nye laughed about ali the ex- [tra jobs she did for him and &he | Lelieves Millie. She decided to for- get him and asks Ted Sloan to stay {to supper with her and Millie and Davidson one Saturday night. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY for him! “After all, Teddy's the only who really treats me decently, said to herself. “And T treat him like the dirt under my feet—it's pretty mean, isn't it?” She turned her head and looked at him. He was lcoking at her and his face was very close to hers. His man the thin linen of his shirt she could feel that he was trembling. “Sal he said slowly, huskily. Even in the dim light she could see {the sharp lines of longing that were jin his face that was so cheerful and | loyish most of the time. “Sally, don't you know I'm crazy about you?” “Are you?” asked Sally. “Honest, for sure.” She moved away from Lim the least bit. “Honest for surc!” She could tell that he meant every syllable of it, and more, “Do you think I'd get up and dance every night like a jump- ing Jack—make a doggoned fool of If—for anyone but you?— you—Not on your ballroom soc He covered her hand, that lay be tween them on the grass, with one of his. “Not on your precious young 1life!” he repeated, and put his arm tight around her. “Dut I'd do any- thing for you. Anything you asked CHAPTER L dinner guests who filled Em's Dbrigntly-lighted rooms Saturday night had a rare The Aunt that treat. For not only did Sally and Ted dance three times—and they wers really good—but Davy Davidson got up and sang some of the songs made famous by Nick Lucas. Like most Welshmen, he had a beauti- tul, deep voice, and some of the more sentimental diners who had flasks concealed in their hip pock- ets or under the edge of the table- | cloth had tears in their eyes when he final t down. The last song he sang was the song that Sally had heard John Nye whistling on that day nearly a year ago when she had noticed him for the first time—'"High—high— Ligh, up on the hill Her decp, shadowy eves were wistful as she watched him come k to the little table in the private | dining room. So wistful that Davy | —who couldn’t helieve that she |faces, and then swerved away from jwasn't in love with him—-was surc |them. A long touring car had round- t. {ed the corner of the house and had cd for her hand under [come to a standstill in the grz table, and Sally thrust his vio- | sweep beyond the lilac bu | lently away from her and got up. | Sally and Ted moved apart as a “Come on, Ted, let's go out and |man got out of the car and started get a br * she said to her |toward them, his quick feet crunch- | red-headed dancing partner, who | ing in it noisily. i was just beginning his dessert of | He drew her head down to shoulder, and leaned over, I down at her. Sally knew girl knows accurately at ne—that he was going every such n to kiss Why should T care,” she thought. “He ly likes me—and no onc clse do why should I care?” His head bent lower Suddenly a light flashed into thetr over here,” mur- ust then the man spoke to them. | He asked |1 1t was | He sprang up, and to | went out into the cool, d depths of Aunt Em's But Sally knew eve place by heart, and cushitons in | where she and Aunt | doing their weekly morning. [man- man," sai ther they | Kly green il one s word: ohn Nye's voice to mov her voice Ted who Too astor 1 Sully | could mot even ra him. It was > found some the backyar: Em had sat nmending that straw answer re- | plied “No—it's Sally Tid { jumped to his f | hand, Something his voice told Sally that he was glad t) John N, had found them here sether i“‘”- arms about each He had been jealous of John Nye ever {since that night when he had come Lupon them in the little private din- ing rc and me it i held out his stand that Davidson Iy with a shudder as {they sat down. She put her head jback against the trunk of the oll { willow tree behind her, and looked up at the moon, Instantly she felt Ted round her shoulder closer to her along Hands off!” didn't come a2 But plainly Ted had arm goings > m, rass. ), I sec e answered quictly Sally, erisply. | “I see. Good night." here to neck And then he swung about | went st it back to the long that gleamed under hopefully that that exactly He got in, started it, what had come fc In|was off to a racing start kis simple and short experience that bbles shower: the was what girls usually left a bright® 'as they sped away down the drive, ly-lighted place and went out into | “He didn't even ask where Milli the darkness with a man for. As | was,' aid Sally dully, when he had Sally baffled him by not do- ! gons that the funniest said out and car the and The wheels thought and shone was moon. she about Sal lys Shoulders By BEATRICE BURTON, Author g | Somthing that she had been turn- ing over and over in her mind all | |now that she never had done them | shoulder touched hers, and through | vel- |8 to | | *HER MAN® / *HONEY LOU THE HOLLYWOOD GIRLY ETC. way he without thing you ever saw—the turned around and went going into the house?” | Ted dropped down beside her again. “Yes, but let's not waste a pertectly good night and a hundred- candle-power moon talking about |John Nye and Millie. . . . Come { iere, woman, I'm going to show | vou what a real kiss is like!” He { was very cocky and sure of himself. But the spell of the moon and the | summer night was gone for Sally— | broken * by the sound ot a man's voice, saying seven short wotds into the darkncss. She got up and slowly !drew her hands away from Ted's hands that tried to hold her. 0. I'm going in,” she said, “and | dance once more—just for the fun' of it.” “I'll go with you,” Ted put in, shook her head. “Oh, no, you'll never dance fn re with me again!” she declared mly. “Now that I know how you feel about it, do you think I'd let | you? Do you think I'd let you hu- miliate yourself for me? Not—as you would say, Ted—on your ball- room socks! She left him and went back to the little dining room where Millie and Davidson were sitting in silence | at the table. Davidson was looking angry and ruffléd and Millie seemed 10 he on the verge of tears. That night after he was gone, ally heard her sobbing to herself » her room. I could cry, myself, to think of John Nye finding me all wrapped up in Ted's arms—I'm sure he saw | me,” said Sally to her bright reflec- | tion in the mirror. | Then she decided that lglad b ¢ he had them there together. “It showed him that T didn't do | all those nice things for him be- | cause I was in love with him,” she [told herself with an energetic nod | of her head. “He'll think, now, that {T'm wild about Ted.” | The thought gave | | | i she was come upon her a certain rainful pleasure. That night Mabel's son, Beaure- a, Jr., was born in Bethlehem ! Tospital. | | Sally drove her there at 2 in the | morning in Aunt Emily's comfort- | 3eau followed in his own | one. And at 4 he her. able car. ramshackle red was a proud fe Two weeks later her baby home, and Sally took upon herself an entirely new job. | She hecame a sort of second mother | to the tiny new bundle of pink, Dblossomy flesh that was Beaurcgard Mahel brought yme, Jr. (TO BE CONTINUED) Your Health | How to Keep It— o Causes of Iliness BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN Lditor dournal of the American Med- jcal Association and of Hygcia, the Health Magazine When human being is hit on the ad, if the blow is not too hard, he {usually recovers. Perhaps a week or o latcr he will begin to develop pe- it of actual damage to the brain lor which may be purely a mental | nce. onally the blow results in a | wound of the scalp, but not always. 'In a few instances there may be an actual eracking of the bones of the <kull, but even this may not be as- | sociated with serious symptoms. Study of 100 S Recently 100 case of persons who | {had been hit on the head were Istudicd. Some of them had fallen while at work, some had been knock- led down by automobiles, and a few !struck with weapons. | It the brain is injured, there are linvariably symptoms of importance, sometimes due to bleeding into the brain, somctimes to mild inflamma- ion. 1 In every case a person who has re- |ccived a severe blow on the head [and who sufters with any secondary |symptoms such as dizziness, ringing |in cars, disturbance of vision, head- \che, drowsiness, pains in eye, inabil- ity to sleep, convulsions or vomiting, should have a most careful examin- ation competent specialist in liseas nervous Sometimes the symptoms of vere infections of the nervous sys- , particularly of the brain, re- semple resulting from a blow on the skull Disturbance Frequent Tt Is safe to say that in every case some disturbance results from a se- by a s of the se- those WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 31, 1927. vere blow on the head. Frequently the patient recovers promptly with- out any serious symptoms later, but in most instances there may be suf- ficient damage to the brain as mer- it attention. Spread one side evenly with butter and cut each slice into 1-2 inch cubes. Put one tablespoonful of the hot berry mixture into each of four custard cups. Add a layer of bread and press down until bread is cov- ered with berry mixture. Continue layer for layer pressing each layer of bread firmly into fruit until all is used. Place on ice to chill and serve with hard sauce. (Copyright 1927, NEA Service, Inc.) | soft cooked eggs, toast, coffee, milk. A great many people receive blows on the head and apparently recover completely. Men who are knocked out in football games or in a prize fight will, after a short time, re- cover consciousness and apparently have no further disturbances. 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