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Love’s Embers Adele Garrison”s Absorbing Sequel To “Revelations of a Wife” Beginning a New Serial Weritzen Wants to Keep Miss Lin- t her to ¢ coln from the Stage. My stately employer Lilllan with a facial expression i which frritation ruggled wit fa S amusement. 1 knew that there wae sure she will se me is probably no other person lu the utterly fmposs world who dared to treat him so He paused t flippantly. But Lillian has no rev- to say next and s bent head I shot a wildly inquiring at Li What on carth did it producer mean? He wae noted for his absolute finality of negative dictum concerning the f erence for gods or men in her sys- tem, a truth which Pl i well knows. So he ch annoyance which he vented upon anyone else and ope his lips to tell his er {nine aspirants for stage career & had co led, but employed every device possible for 1 enlisting his interest. Once tn a bine noon some fortunate and ravely glfted girl like Mary Harrison suc cecded where hundreds failed. But mood for alrs today.” never was h WD 10 encourage w when he was vanq a girl when he did not mean to eredit for that make a star out of her. Yet, if I ck his head tn a ger were not mistaken attitude to- spontancons hurst of laug wa anor Lincoln's wishea was ‘tar Lilllan pro- | a retly placa one. He dia! nounced. “All right, we're ready. not h to off on the Shoot the worka.” other hand he 4y en't so m t her request. with me,” Mr. Verltzen .| Lillian shook her head with a “There is only cne thing T y o claiming gesture and, as Mr. V¢ ask—vou and Mr<. Graham." zen thowed no disposition to go on, “You mean Mrs. Graham and me," dropped a flippant comment into ean to on | & di Lill'an commenzd4 with a ¢ the conversational pool *Rut T told you T was hurahi .’ “In other words, you want to kid “You are — fncorrigible,” my the girl along until she forgets ambition,” she said. “What's the —'devilish,' " LiI hatter? Isn't s there with the eountered with dancing eyes. “But ' well-known dramatic fire? 1 should | T promise not to interrupt a i think sahe’d have any amount of it. Mr. Veritzen was oddly lesitant, And you couldn't find anything however, In a 1 manner would hav ambarrassment, but he ma carry his confusion off with han B emplover sa “You mear en distinet | continents.’” ged to| "I am perfec fact,” Mr. Veritze ly aware of that said stiffly. “And t 1s this” he sald. “Mies Lin- should make a decided success on eoln 1s extremely anxious (o put her | the stage. self under my ‘tutelage for the to do it stage. Ot course T cannot stay out here indefinitely, and there are very Copyright cogent reasons why T cannot per- . Newspaper . Tne. ure By Thornton W. Burgess | Mr. and Mrs, Grousc Talk Things ! Over % i Who doth from danger fly away Will live to see a better day —Mrs, Grouse i 1 These were dark days in lhn] | Green Forest for Mr. and Mrs Grouse. They were dark days for a number of little people in the Green I'orest, but for none were they quite so dark as for Mr. and | Mrs. Grouse, It wasn't that the sun didn’t shing and {t wasn't that the ground wasn't covered with snow. | You see, it wasn't that kind of darkness. 1t was the kind of dark- ness which we call tear and worry. It had reached such & state thu. Mr. and Mrs. Grouse were going| nungry most of the time. They got | barely enough food to keep them allve and they didn't enjoy any of | the f00d they did get. And it was | all because of Terror the Goshawk. Terror’s favorite dinner is a dinner | of Grouse. As long as he can catch Grouss the other littls people | cukfast—Stewed dried peaches, needR't fear him rmuch, bolled rvice, cream, broiled salt cod- “It doean’t seem to me that 1 can | fish, corn bread, milk, coffee. stand this much longer,” said Mrs, | luncheon—Baked oysters, shred- Grouse to Mr. Grouse. “I don't get |ded cabbage with lemon and oil, rye snough to eat. I'm wasting away. | rolls, canned pears, bran cookles Yes, sir, I'm wasting to skin and | milk, bones, and it's all on account of Dinner—Ham baked in “It doesn't seem to me that T can stand this much longer,” sald Mrs. Grouse to Mr. Grouse Mena;;or the }amily BY SISTER MARY nilk, twice that dreadful bird. We'va been |baked sweet potatoes, creamed spin- | smart enough to keep out of lis ach, new onions and radishes, open elaws so far, I think, that ecither |apple pie, milk, coffee. one of two things must happen.” | Baked Oysters “What?" inquired Mr. Grouse One solid pint oysters, 1 egg, “Elther Terror the Goshawk must | 1-2 teaspoon paprika, 1-2 teaspoon eave this part of the Green Forest onlon juice, 1 teaspoon Worcester- or we must replied Mrs. Grouge. | shire sauce, 1-2 eup mincad celery “1 ean't stand much longer. and parsley, fina sifted eracker When I'm not worrying about my- | cpimbe £ cup coarse buttered selt I'm worryving about you.” bread erumbs, lemon juice, salt. “You don't mean that we should | Tirain oveters from lquid and leave the Green Forest altogother, | pay very o between towels. do you?” fnquired Mr. Grouse Sprinkle . and lemon “No,” replied Mrs. Grouse. “If We 1yi0 Beat ege shightly with prp- should leave the Green Forest T|iiu. snjon ful and & Dip don't kn where we 1] aach oyster to ¢ and have to move over to of the Green Forest, just as far from here as we can get. We might ttle way up on th: Place huttered layer of vy and yer of ster first then roll in aven go a Great Moy Mr. G se seratched his bill oysters, dipp Year,, aaid ¥ s a very bad tUme | g900q crymba, € celery of r to make a change. We|% #0 € might starve to death. We know | 0d Parales e SLer layer until all is used. Combine where the food supply Is around hers. We know that we can always get food of one kind or another here, But the moment we leave places we are familiar with we will know nothing whatever about the | tood supply. Have you thought of that, my dear? Mrs. Grouse nodded. “I've thought all about 1t.” said she, “and I've made up min that T would rather starve to death than furnish a dinner for Terror the Goshawk. There he is now."” Mr. Grouse peeped out from un- ier the hemlock hou under | which +hay wera sitting. Sure | enough, thers was Terror the Gos- hawk in a tree only a short distance away, and h ree eyes were fixed on that very hough under which Mr. and Mrs. Grouse were hiding. It was evident that he knew fust where they were. Mr, Grouse shiv- ered. Thera was something very shivery in the stare of those fleree es. He was very thankful that it | was & big, heavy hemlock hongh under which they were sheltered. Certainly Terror couldn't lrrta\;[ this. And, even as he thought this Terror !oft his perch and came gliding down straight toward their hiding place. (Copyright, 1927 any of the egg laft from dipping the oysters with 1-2 cup milk and pour over miixtura in casserole. “over with buttered ecrumbs n bake In a hot oven for twenty- minutes Wheel Warmth by T. W. Burgess) that he is wea uniform and standi She identificatior gins with him and cannot marry Staley. wedd dent friends, won't need she will se has the cab, and one morning ¢ (soon after he sells It she walks out into the back yard and finds him polishing her mother’s new automobile. He has heen hired as the Lexingtons' new chauffeur! From the minute she sees him again. &3 poised his more stunning to look at in two |Lily knows she never will care for | anyone but him agaln, and she makes of him she has unmistakable talent. She |mother learns of the love affairand | |the secret mectings of the pair; t I caunot permit her {through Carrle, the housemaid, | {who's in love with Pat herself. Lily orders Carrie 1o leave the hou: and she docs, but she goes straight | to Staley Drummond and shows| own house and Lily imind to go with him and meet his famliy and see his home-—the [1OW, holding them i fand her mouth was married him. to slip on at a second’s notice. | Mra. Lexington. NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, TUESDAY, DECEMBER 13, 1927. Money Love . READ THIS FIRSI Lily Lexington i the spoiled only daughter of tha Cyrus Lexingtone, ar beyond their means. mother's fondest dreams are when hecomes engaged Dry 1. a rich bach- th rself. T day ) she goes down r friend. Sue Cain, | a man watching her gh the crowd. She is i ntly d by him before she sees | ring a taxl driver's beside a cab. jumps into it, and he drives her home. That marks the begin- ning of their fricndship. Lily sees him every irns from his his na bears his 1 Lily takes it. She be- o realize that she is in love Pat )rar But abont that time her mother inces th engagement, and the ne date is set for June tenth. Pat owns his cab in an indepen- company headed by hig by Jetterson. He sells it a piston ring which he ceted, telling Lily he will ake some kind of job where he . She wonders how him when he no long- er mind to see as much ! possible. Then her | him Pat's picture which she found in Lily's drawer. Lily suggest to| Staley that they break their engage. | arkness, and ment but he refuses, although he's angry with her and suspicious of her friendship with Pat. T u,’mrzh‘!‘ Pat says he iy going down to his| makes up her ! kind of home she'd live in if she (NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY) | CHAPTER XVIII 1 Lily could not eat her dinner that moment or two lon, tlend Lily got her w house | did get her own way, | other. 1 nee family was at SUPPET. | face. {1n the kitchen of their litt 3 They always ate in the Kitchen, | “Mother and Dad | little pause, “I want you to meet | instantly She hurried to the top of the sister, Florence, Miss Lexington,” stairs, in her slecping suit of Chi- | nese gilk, and listened | Her mother was &peaking now. “I'll show you how to serve if you'll | come into th night, she was so afraid that Pa would get away from the without her. All through the meal ahe had ene | lear cocked for the sound of the garage door opening and closing. Her hat and coat were lying on a air in the hall, all ready for her she pecked at her food, her bread into crumbs, and drum- | med on the tablecloth with nervous |sills, and its spotless curtains. Aingers. Ten minutes to seven found her getting up from the table, lv‘n\'lng‘ her desert untouched. “Aren’t you going to eat your| kald | silver upon it aparkled. pla? It's cocoanut custard,” T had Agnesmak it especially for you. She and Agnes always were plan- ning to have things that Lily liked | to eat—creamed chicken, peas, corn bread, frozen fruit salad, cocoanut | custard ple. The whole house re-! | volved—and always had revolved— | doubtedly. {around Lily and her likes and dis- | straight, blunt nose, the same well- Ikes. “I'm not hungry, Mother, sald now, shaking her head and | pushing her chair back into place. Mr. Lexington winked at Mrs. | | Lexington. “These engaged girls | don't have much appetite, Ellle,” he safd, wittily, “They'rs so full of ! plane for the future that they don’t have much room for food, I guess. He was well content these da knowing nothing about Pat France and belicving that his daughter was | color—pale | ‘and deep coral-pink for her lips. marrying the man of her choice and her heart. when she married Staley | Her | satin, and she had made them her- | self—a skirt of satin with a jumper well ' to match. There were big fmitation | Drummond. He often told himselt that his little girl was marrying vhen she married a man who could sive her all the things that he, him- self, had been slaving to give her all his life—fine clothes, fine carg, fine friends and fine times. temember how love-sick you ust hefors we were married, he asked Mrs. Lexington sniffed scornfully. She never had been love sick in her and she said so. T can remember how T work- !ed right up untfl the night I was| married on my wedding dress, mak- ing every stitch of it myself.” she sald with force and vigor. I couldn’t find a dressmaker in our little town who could make it with any style, so I did it myself. and I hemstitched all my handkerchiefs and underthings, too. There never was anything love-sick about me. Cy Lexington!"” Lily could easily believe her, as she sat there with her blg com- manding noss in the air and her chin lifted haughtily. There was nothing soft and ylelding and beauti- tul about her. And she never had had any of the feminine charm of Lily, who looked as it she were made for love, with her petal-like skin, her delicately-rounded contours, her mouth that was like & perfum- ed velvety flower. Lily went into the hall, slipped into her coat, and quietly let her- self out by the front door. { The night was black and warm, and filled with the scent of lilacs on the lawn under the lighted win- dows af the big house. The sky| was powdered with stars, but there was no moon. It was a lovers’ night and no mistake. Lily tiptoed down the driveway to the back of the house. There was \ light in the roon over the garage, but as she looked up at the windows it went out. Pat was coming down the stairs! She could hear the juick tread of his feet, and then he was close to her in the soft dark- | ness. | “Pat!" she whispered, and slipped | her hand into his. His palm was |hard and calloused, but for Lily it Warmth at the auto wheel is in- {tingled with magic and thrilled her The next story: “The Craft of Ter- |sured by thess Wool gloves with |as no other person’s touch ever had ror the Goshawk.” |flared cufts and leather binding. —or ever would again. # she|and crisp hair—only his was silver | | sat Florence, the youngest of the | tamily. Florence was blue-eyed and { dark-haired, too. She was what she | herself called “snappy-looking.” s wife, with some | ! more of his heavy humor. T'd like you to wait on table tomorrow night,” Lily heard her say o him. “Down to She could barely see Lim in the felt rather than saw him st his head. “You can't,” he said, “I don’t want you ' to.” case our attack ¥ ," the zirl | Everythin [whispered. She was in his arms best of its kind, and very, Wt avound her, |smart, as Florence France saw at o | She no longer saw him as her moth- She looked like money with | or's driver, but “Pleas mother T want to mect fat nd yo Almost on his- s she spoke. ‘“Please take me— Please—" e They argued In undertones for & suppos in the ha alway: somehow The F! hou except on Sundays. 1t was a big room and wonder- | Miiss Lexington. And | tully cheertul, with its white paint, Trolled | its shelves of blue-and-white dishes, jio By Beatrice Burton made you so late? We though you'd | be here at half past six." Pat grinned broadly and engaging- | lv at Lily. “I bad to clean up the | i car,” he answered. “This Miss Lex- | Your Health |ient nave been developed |involve immunological reactions, | that is to say, substances are 1n ed into the body which scer {to create othier substances antago- hor of “Sally’s Shoulder The Hollywood Girl,” Ete. vour house.' fragr ice k spicy fragrance jancy capital M! Now, where on earth do You girl like | buby days. The next morning when she open- r quostion. Rhe | o1 her eyes she heard Pat's volce in striek. | the hall down stairs. He was talking puzzled eyes went to Pat's | to Mrs. Lexington. { ually it took Lily a long time | to get the sieep out of her eye this morning find no answer to I | was simply thunds mother to his ,” “Honey Lou,” ; | of a perfume th o0 it by a red cord. about her was Pat picked up a sho asked herself, and conld | He wa looking from his | at and smiling. he said, after a “lorence—My performed the Introductions its pots of flowers on the window ,wkwardly, fiddling with his hat as The table stood at one end of the room. drawn up heside the Windows. nnq shook Lil It was covered with white cotton, pap py ironed until it looked liko EIOSSY focn, Iinen, and the dishes and gla nd you surprise us like this A | home comp Behind the coffee pot of polished 'y ope pg |aluminum sat Mrs. France, th¢ | yq without even a white apron on— lie spoke. Mrs, France got up from the table by both hands. But | heard her say. on table tomorrow night. I'm hav she said, “how could | ing some people In, and tonight Mr. —bringing | Drummond is coming for dinner, s¢ ny on a night when |you can serve tonight, just for the g a boiled dinner! And | practice. Pat.” eves were on her tall son's P small, old-fashioned woman WHOM | 413’ vour father in his shirt loeves!™ I ad seen that morning In the | [yt herp cyes were Kind, and she grocery store. At the other end €4t yn0q 15 Lily with a smile in them. Pat's father—a fine-looking man, sit right down hare at the ta- | from whom Pat “‘got his 100ks” UN-{ 1oy Pat's place” she told her, lue eyes cut mouth, the same deep where Pat's was dark brown, al- most black. Between her mother and father, Her hair was cut in a most up- .| to-date boyish bob, her face was | beautifully made up with coral coral for her cheeks: clothes were lustrous black pearls around her neck, there were | I big steel buckles on her slippers |and the thinnest of gunmetal stock- |ings upon her slim legs. Florence's | ambition was to look like a photo- | graph in a fashing journal, and she | | had just about achieved it. “Florence,” her mother said to | wish you'd change that dress when you come from work. It makes me nervous. to see you laround the kitchen in anything ®o | nice. Florence helped herself to a sweet pickle and a piece of hot corned beef from the platter In the middle of the table. “This dres only ten dollars—just what 1 paid for the material,” she answered, in voice. “And beside: Michael. He'l be here at elght and | it's quarter after seven now."” ] Mrs. France nodded, looking up at the Seth Thomas clock above the | sink, and then at the empty chair | | across the table from Florence., | “Pat was sure he would be home | 2l * she sald. “Dear me, 1 don't |from home. I miss him. . . .|¢ | with Roy Jetterson. He could ger | home to at least one meal a day | then, anywa; l10 | door. And then before anyone could | reach it, it was pushed open and Pat | came in with Lily Lexington | The three people at the tablo were | speechless with surprise as they | looked up at her. In the bright light ‘ from the electric bulb above the |3 sink, he her gray-green eyes like jewels. led, and there was a big diamond '3 brooch fastened to the front of her 3 black chiffon dress 34 Mrs. France knew almost nothing | must have cost six or seven hundred dollars apiece,” sald Florence to herself, even befors ehe began to He had the same .. p g a low volce that had deep, throaty | An overwhelming majority of the tones in it—a singularly #oothing | words in this puzzle are of five let- I'm going to!ters, the pictures tonight with Jerry Mac- | Solving it. at six-thirty to have supper with i, |like this business of his living away | i} | It he's got to be forever tinkering | .’ with autamobiles, I wish he'd stayed | ;o Thera was a knock on the kitchen | 5o’ hair shone like gold and |25 On |30, Ler left hand a big diamond spark- |31, about furs, but Florence's quick, |35, clever eyes took in the two silver |36, fox skins around her neck. “They {37, 1. 2. wonder who this girl with Pat was. | & You should have little trouble Horizontal To prevent. A share of the profits reserved by the owner for permitting another the use of his prop- erty. Horrible. Fruits of pine trees Second note in scale Hazardous. Ocean, Deity. Determinate quantities regard- ed as standards of measure- ment. Heavenly body. Bivalve mollusks or very reti- cent persons. Outer garments. Artificlal set of teeth Tumbles. Banal. Hourly, To sharpen as a razor Precept. Large deer. Type of weapon. To lubricate. Third note in scaie. Compartment of an electric switchboard. One time and no more. Inflames. An Insertion. Vertic: Common viper. | ington I work for used the car for a picnic today and it was full of and crumbe.’ Lily laugbed aloud, and he laugh- {04 with hel grew sober. ington Pat’s working for?” she «d, without a shadow of a smile, and | Lily said that he wa | cigaret from her little gold carc. Mrs. Lexington watched her | the smoke It with startled eyes. After- | ward Lily found out that it was the first time she ever had secn a wo- man &moke a cigaret. But at the time she wondered why the little cheerful woman stared at her o, | ture or 1 through stecl-rimmed spectacles, T From the other side of the table, | Florence stared, too. . . «d to be wondering what doing fn her mother’s kit | But i Lily scemed out of place in the clean, humble home, sha did not feel the least bit out of place. She | pave felt thoroughly at home, however, cating the corned beef that Pat's 1ninly just why a ent, good-looking father sliced for i r. Sho ate every mouthful of it, 100, a t for veal and cocoanut custard pie at At twenty minutes to e ence's and Florence, who had on, excused herself to go to the mov- ies with him. Then Pat and his fath- er vanighed into the basement to have ring that Pat tortune, and Lily was left alone with | | his mother. They talked while Mrs. France did | the dishes and Lily sat aret after cigaret, without offering to wipe a dish or put a kettle away. It never eccurred to her to help. | for cataract that did not involve surgical operation sce better She wa listening to Pat's mother tell her all about Pat from the time he was a | dividual little hoy | every day with a cheap red tin auto- | mobile. “He's cracked on automobile ma- | | chinery and that's the truth,” ehe | | sald. “We didn’t want him to be a. | “I'm going with you” she sald| From the furs came the familiar | chauffeur for yon or anybedy else. Flor- | We wanted him to go into the gro- v cost ten dollars an ounce | cery with his father, but he said he idled “Arablan | knew And from her fingers dan- | cabbages 1 a gold mesi bag, a gold vanity with a little gold cigaret case | 8reat boy lof sayir | heart. {more in love with Pat than ever, on automobliles ever since his Pat did not answer. The sllence in the lower hall began to rumble fn ¥'s ears after a minute or two. ANSWERS TO YESTERDAY'S Small glass bottle Sea eagle. But Mrs. France's face Arc you the Miss Lex- | as she lit a ough she had had no appe- | home, i sweetheart rang doorbell, v £pok- | a look the famous piston 1 would make hi 10king cig- having a beautiful time nd played all day and How To Keep It— Causes of Illness Jese BY DK. MORRIS FISHBEIN ct is a elouding of the © eve or of its capsule, or When this cloud- |ing occurs, the action is similur to frosting of glass, It is imposs the lens and the lens of 1 of both structur, see through all sorts of . She seem- | discases ily was | chronic n. and evestrain constitutional to do with the oncoming of cata- vact. definitely prov le to say cer- wnd it ops in any given case. or Both have a cataract person may. | in one eye or in both. common to have cataracts in eves, efther developing at same time or succe |er ght Flor- |0 sivoly. cataract ma in one eye and other would geem arenr indicate the may be largely ¥ than systemie feoting the the blood. sychological 1 vision, it for all sorts of spon conditions or factors a | eye tactors as been possib to offer speeial quacks that the In- to admit he e Y. OFF, any sort of sees better following medical treatment Proper Operation | The thing that counts most in More recently methe taract. | The one certain rekef for cuat: 4 Hindus' eyes succesafully. e lin good hospifal Is & vary | anesthesta. Dlindness. There classifications of | on their na- their state of progress or perhaps on their possible causes. been suggested that such vidual is able to see. FLAPPER FANNY SAYS: infections, disorders something however, 1 act devel- It is rath- v not in the treatment desire to ©1927 BY NEA SERVICE. INC. of treat- husiness is (he adding machine. mors-about carburetors than .. He has a cute way things, lus Pat. He's & ed with her, in her went home that night € his own mother’s the son who had been “crack- . but. | 1e was wide awake dining room,” she | T'd like you to wa (TO BE CONTIN The ety of Sydney, N. §. W, op- | another place for him |erates 162 miles of electric street | | right away—next to vou. Pat, what | ratiways. To adjust. | Parts of plants below ground. Burden. Aftirmative. Like. Pays for the entertainment of another. Three hundred and sixty-five days (Pl) Gross violation of human law. Growling out. Male horses. Pertalning to the sun. Sharp tinkling sound Two-wheeled vehicles. 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