New Britain Herald Newspaper, January 3, 1928, Page 14

Love’s Adele Garrison Téllen Assures Madge That Dicky Is Still Very Much In Love With Mer I was to) spent with my storm of sobbing to dispute Lillian's asser- tion thut I had discovered my love for Dicky to be exceedingly live em- bers instead of dead ashes. And in- deced I knew that if I spoke the truth 1 could not contradict her. But she gave me no chance to an- swer her even if I had wished to do 80, going on with her slow monoton- ous monologue as if she were speak ing to herself. “There's just one thing I want you to clamp down into your bean so hard it can't be pried out with a stump puller,” she said. “That's the fact that Dicky is still twenty varie- ties of filberts cver you. I'll admit Le has a darned peculiar way of showing his affections, and that he's due for a lot more grooming hefore you put your neck into double har- neas again. Yes, T know”—as I in. voluntarily shivered — *you're not vet ready for the forgive and forget stunt, and I don’t want you to he for quite a spcll yet. The Dicky-bird reeds to be kept waiting outside the cage door for a while, it will re- duce that exaggerated ego of his. But don’t you forget that ho loves vou, loves you dearly. Now take that thought with you fnto a good snooze, for that what you need more than anything else in the world. Go to sleep. Go to sleep. Go to sleep.” I do not kn>w how long she kept up drifted droning words, to awaken with a start some time later at the shrilling | every svllable of of the telephone. As I started up to a sitting position on the couch ham- | mock, Lilllan gave an cmphatic little growl of gnnoyance. “The fool-killer ought to have mirth was genuine, it was me.” she said. “I sure am his meat | panied by amazement and a touch | today. I meant to take the receivers off the hooks of both telephone and extension and forgot it. there. It probably ian’t for you any- way."” But she was wrong. Katie was already answering the call and the sound of her high-pitched voice came clearly out to us. Embers "s Absorbing Sequel T “Revelations Wite” ng 8 New Se the monotonous reiteration. I | off into slumber upon the |? Lie back ‘Fhr reported of a Wife” READ THIS FIRST: Lily Lexington, only daughter of | the Cyrus Lexingtons, is engaged to | “Yah, Megster Veritzen, Mecsis !Graham she here. I call her right | away." : marry a rich bachelor named Staley Lillian rose abruptly, and 6Wept |}, mmond. Then she falls in love ::lu:fik to my pillows with a regal | “at first sight” with a taxi driver | R PR hom she sees on the street. call you.” she said, and with thank- | 'n ") hi pame s Pat France ful obedience 1 lay down again. For |,y nat he owns his own cab in & in my present mood Philip Veritzen | .onpany headed by his friend, Roy was the last person in the world 10 | 5.\t rson, He adds that he is going “'}f}“};“_;»‘{‘fj’ fo tplk |to sell it to finance a piston ring | cof Phill 1 heard Lillan's |0 pe hus perfected and wants to 'rful voice at the telephone. “Is | on the market. your mossufe anything I possibly | * e und his cab vanish from the can deliver? Madge has a frightful | gireets, and Lily misses him so much nervous headache this afternoon, 'y, <he decides she cannot marry ‘u_m! I've just gotton her off to sleep. | 1, ymniond, feeling about Fat as she | [ Yox, T knew vou wouldn't want me | goes, Lut about this time her! to disturb her.” | mother unnounces the cngagement. | There was a long pause followed | ;g plans for the wedding are made. | [by her quick assurance, “Yes. Ill | \hout u month before, Mrs. Lexing- tell her,” then a longer pause which (1o hircs a new chauffeur, and when my fricnd ended with an esplosive | e cores he s Pat France! Irom x:'!nm:mon, _ ? | that moment oa, Lily knows she For looping the 100p with Lindy, | cannot marry Staley Drummond. Phil, what is your yen about that |,y she throws him over and mar- Lincoln damsel? Oh! you don't!yics pat. The young couple Ego to| ed 1o get huffy with me, old-timer. | }jvo with Pat's parents and his sis It won't do you a bit of good. I il""- Florence, in their little house ! | have a regular rhinocerous hide. Of |y .\t door to their grocery store, and | course, you know that she or anyone | Lily finds that she is expected to! | else might just as well try to keep a i help with the housework. But she | | | tiger from kill as an artist from | housework, and one night | | accepting a Heaven-sent model for | France has asked her to | a particular drawing. And why #h |the name of the two-lettered Egyp- || | han god it's any of your affair, 1 per and Lily insists that Pat take a |can't see. T1l just anticipate YOUT |yt where they can live alone, so ! obvlous report, old darling. T Know |10 qocs. Liut after they are in it, Lily any part of this is none of mine. j,5 q hard struggle to make herself | But Il promise faithfully to deliver | e orl it a0 W6 donedn | your Message. iy The summer passes, with her) Good-afternoon, and don’t forget |javing a dull time in the tiny place, | vou're the host on Saturday.” and Pat working all day and some- | She came back to the veranda ijes late at night in the machinc laughing, but T saw that while her | snop where he and Roy Jetterson accom- | 5pe trying to turn out the piston hates en M ets them burn. Mre. France scolds ring. Then, in he fall, Sue Cain, | of anger. { who has.been her life-long friend, | “Phill has baen called to the city.” “He's going on the | night train but can’t get over here Lefore he goes. He wanted to as- sure you that he would be back in time for the beach picnic Saturday. her to fill in at a bridge party. | charges some new clothes to her | ulgme’s smawt shop, | s won't let her have ! Mrs. Lexington, still of her n | tather in Ang hut Angouleme them because angry with her becau As for his other fool message, I'll |00 has given,orders that she| give you three guesses' | cannot use the charge. So Lily takes | them, wears them, and when 8| By Thornton W. Burgess Johnny Chuck's Closed Door .. I close my door and shut it tight And sl the whole long winter night, —Johnny Chuck PPeter Rabbit kicked up his heels, | said goodby to Whitefoot the Wood Mouse, scampered along the foot of the old stonewall’ and finally disap- peared down underneath it in a cer- tain hole he had used very often. There he felt perfectly safe from Lieddy Fox. That hole was too small for Reddy to get in and the ston:s were 80 placed that Reddy couldn’t dig the hole any larger, Peter could | sit inside and laugh at Reddy. He had donc this very thing more than once, Now, as he sat there, Peter was thinking of what Whitefoot had told him about the home of Striped Chipmunk, where no one except Shadow the Weasel could possibly get to him while he slept. *“This sleeping in winter is a quecr thing,” sald Peter to himsclf. *I never would be able to go to slecp with any degree of comfort, know- ing that Shadow the Weasel giigit find me. No, sir, 1 never would be able to go to sleep with any d of comfort. Of course, Jimmy Skunk is 80 big that he hasn’t got to worrr. But if 1 were in Striped Chipmunk’s place 1 should worry all the time. This matter of leeping remiinds me that T haven't neen over to Johnny Chuck’s house in some time. 1 won- der {f he closed his door this winter the way he did last winter When T get out of here I'll and see.” A few moment later Peter heard the merry voice of Tommy Tit the Chickadee. “Come on out'” called Tommy Tit. * iy didn’t come over here after He i on his way to the Green Forest this very winute.” Now Peter kno at Tommy Tit was to be trusted, Tommy Tit of the most honest little ju all of the out-of-doors. promptly, poked his head ont, enough, he could see a spot of away over toward the Groen Forost He knew that that must be 1Ly Tommy run over anks, sand | as just wishing it were safe for me to o a littly creand.” Peter onee started off old on!” cried Tommy Tit. “Wh e you going in such a hurry, Peter?” Tommy could xay another word Ieter was off. Away ra lipperiy-lipperty gy, as s his could taike Num. 1 it over 1o Johuny Chuck's ho mpered Peter. There were tr o the snow around Johnny Clhuck's door- way. It was pla dy Fox had beon the Cat ha Hound Hkunk h chuckled 100t print Chuck g a regalar ptic ably without knowing ir. it a very comtor i inz 1o that an enen it Y vou Well, here door 1< clos Peter entorid ‘ doorway a : Lall about th gth of his « body. That ws ®o. Job a1 There = haft ¢ | knew that away down under ground | store deteétive comes for them, she tclephones to Staley Drwmmond o lask him to lend her the moncy to | pay for them. He meets her ana | s ler a check, and when she | zoes home, after promalsing to sce him soon again, she finds Pat wait- | ing there. e demands to know if charged the clothes, after his| telling her never to open a charge secount, NOW ON WITH THE STORY | CHAPTER XXXV l “Xo, T didn’t open a charge ac-| | | | count,” Lily answered, with truth, | berore she had time to think. | Afterwards she told herself that | she never would have told Pat even | | that much of the truth that night | | was stirring up for herself. | “Well, where DID you get those ! things, then?” Pat asked. | Like most men, he knew very lit- | | tle about women's clothes. But even | | he could see that the things his wife | was wearing were very, very ex- v clothes. They fairly shouted | Y* from the top of the | L [ twown velvet hat to the hem of the | [ brown-and-gold chiffon skirt just whove her silken knees. | Lily did not know what to answer. I should have told him 1 open \ccount,” she thought. . scolded, but that would | Tommy T, | have been the end of it n such | Now she know that ) [ keep on and on until he | truth about the clothes—or, up. | what she woutd tell h ) about them. He co stubborn sometim: Racking her brains for wor that would si Bloy -~ Sz a cha | Hed ha Il on! cried wonld | ot the | at least, was he be very then hole and But Peter knew netter than this, He | © dig a given it | Johnny Chuck was sound asleep. | Perhaps Polly Cnuck was with him | Whether she was or nof, he knew | down on the Lroad arm of his chair that Johrny was there, and 0 knew 4 put her o arms around him. that Johnny had elosed tust door by | “Hasn't Kissed ums' wife yot to-| packing in sand from in Peter's | Light!" she reminded him. “Tsn't | curiosity was satisfled. “What 4 gen- | U going to Kiss ums’ ity bitty wife?" S down and gave Rlue e leaned sible thing to do” said Peter, as he that smelled of kKiss started | to the O1] Orchard, lim a AxsAon ie petfume, fox fur, and face pow- ior. He did not return it wms Wi * she went | “Did urn wonder whe ot all the pitty clothes? Menus for the Family s on with the baby-talk thAt Staley | Brealifast Tungerins, crughed 1rummond had always told her oats’ cankoed with, .chopped figs, %S #0#ule, TAnd is um cross s creamed dried beef, crisp toast, milk, | bar with sore head bec coffee, wife lasn't got the supper Tancheon—Naled vegelable soup,| Pat made an impatient sound in crpitons, Taked banans, and. sials | 198 ihroat, =o't talk that stuff cake pudding, milk, tea. B sail shortl t sounds ke the Dinrier n med pota- kens coming from a marvied toes ered spinach, beet pickles, ot Al right for Kids pincapp Wl rien pudding, milk, o, but you're a big girl now d Ve . Soup S up and stood looking down One pound lean beef, 2 cups diced | a1 her iho ally. WL, T Bk rrots, 2 ( diec cts, 1 en, Some kind of an answer to my ques hinly sliced 1 large head tion. You haven't gone 1o your lettuee, 2 ¢ canned tomatoes, 2 | tamily for money, hate you?" trasy ! Spoon pepp Lily shook her head. "0t course 1 od ¢ J | Che e om the ghank. Cut ecqusa you wmust never do in sni or put through coarse £ He was Vory 1 and firm Knife ol chopy Remove | “If T can’t buy vou the k [ 1 leaves from lett and ent | clothes you've worn all yc o to le. Tut all the ingredients vow'll have to wear the cheaper one a lars nopot or deep eas- | for a while” the a piece of Theavy s dear il Ly, edging to- il curdly over the top he bedroom. “Yes, dear, 1 Cover and i a sow o tor She closed the door of it 3 rn into a ¢ Lind her and hegan 1o take off the 1 drain off juice, pre with 4 =olds wn finery, hoping that by 0od-r on 1o force out stock she had changed into her Pour twa cups of hoiling water K gingham jones dress he would through meat and Ble and et cotten all about it. f 20 or 30 minutes. Neheat we and stood in th nd 10 er. Al the time (Copriight, 1928, NEA Service, Tac) putting avay the lovely — things in the clothes closet she 1y burning A feel Pat's eyes f i 79 Joles in her shoulder blade ! eo | “pat, you nake me mervous tanding there staring!” she said 10 reitably, and ere wasn't & is a Presceiption for e : , Grippe, Fla, Dengue ' wiurs the matter with you, for !“C"Qr fl“d A‘!fllar . W s H" tter with me for 1 Kills the germs, i i ) odn: sak PPat came back a e r quickly. “Why, I'r us=t waiting REPAIRED IAly scowled at him as she picked ) a comb and begau to fluff up £ pretiy halt, 15 COURT STREET How vou do harp on a thir Second Floor he murmured ruhbing gome pow- ~ -— o/ | der on her n By the time she 'Iook. “Is that the truth | walked { turned away from the dressing table glass she had her story ready for him. “Well, this is where I got them,” she said, looking at him with wide- open innocent eyes. “I happened to we went to Angouleme's together. from take the clothes oa approval. But now that I've worn them I'll have to pay for them, of course.” Pat gave her a long searching he asked. Lily flushed under her rouge and ker powder. “Why would I ‘story’ to you?” she wanted to know. Pat shruggad his broad shoulders. “How rhould I know? But some- times you don't stick to the truth, you know, Lily.” She shot a him glance that was clothes full of anger and resentment. If she | had just been telling him the truth | instead of a downright lie, she could ot have been more angry with him. “Well, how much do you ow Pat asked, his hand going to his trousers pocket and drawing forth his billfold. While Lily was wondering what to tell him, he went on: “It relieves my mind, anyway, to know that you didn’t go to your folks for money. T couldn’t stand to have you go begging to them for clothes and things. You never will, will you?” *Oh, never!” replied Lily, just as if she had not ‘ried to charge the things to her father that very aft- “N never, Pat! 1 ernoon. “Ne! promise you. . . Why, let's see, you wanted to know how much we owe Angouleme's for the clothes?" Pat nodded. “Seventy-five dollars,” satd Lily. Seventy-five dollars was just what she owed the delicatessen on the corner, “Whew!, Pat repeate herself, wol Seventy-five dollars!” and Lily glggled to icring what he would i have sald if he had known what the : thi reaily o = all T have right aid four bills in her ‘Il give you the rest tomer: “Here's for now.” Pat hand. row. The next day ot noon he came home with the remaining thirty-five. | 1 heart-felt gigh of thanksgiving, Lily paid the delica- tessen Keeper what she owed him., The bill had been a horror to he for weeks. It had been gra rolling up, getting bigger and ger each day ithing a hig- “I know I shouldn’t trade at this ' expensive placey” she had told her- self a dozen times. But it was hard | to stop trading there so long as she [about any owed them money right along. Jut now that she had the bi wiped off the slate, she suddenly made up her mind to start trading at the grocery of Pat's father. Y¥or a long time Pat had been usiness he can “And it's silly for * he had s ou o be ang with my mother all this time over | a pan of burne1 biscuits g give you a speclal pricc thing.” ind the on ove The Jast argument was the one that settle e question for Lily If she could get a special price on food from M. France it wonld leave her more money out of her Fouschold allowance to gpend on herself every week, s0 many things—silk garters, fa powder, orange-wood sticks and coral polish for her nails, an oc sional luncheon at some smart place down tawn where she could sce the Kind of people she wanted to sec— e “own Kind.” she told hersclf. S0 that aft=rnoon she walked the tour blocks to the little Tiouse with the brown shutters and went around to the bhack door. Mrs. France was in the kitehen, Ling applerauce. The cle Wit room, with its well-serubl floor and its erisp muslin curtains, was filled with the rich oder of the fruit cooking on the i e And she necded ek of ! stove, She vimmed when Lily § door and car Wl pleasant way. “This is a pricer™ And, as if there been a word between 1hem, around the table to ) holling 1 Must 1 over her es AN asionislnnent shed open the sereen inside i, in looked up, steel- speet her brisk, fine never sur- 1 ehe tve her a Kiss, Letween her hands, wonths sinee yon were herg “Oh, all of t Lily answered, irily. “And how have you all bheen? How's Floren Ste had liked Florenec —the pert th wpy, the up-and better than aay of Pa Velatives coming - fricnds aud just fine* said M e has 4 new position, you know. She's hookkeeper at that Jittl ich shop down fown. Hmm! 1 ever can remember the name | one of those funny Freneh nanes sthpped, tryving to think. Bt Angonleme's™ Lily gaspod 't he Angouleine's! nodded, “Yes, th d. “It's wonde , 80 VFlorence says I've never v in it myseif— st looked into ow wirdows somctimes. Ts but 1 suppos: of ihings there.” red taintly, T France grand for m: you've bought lats “Ye Lily ar too lanc Town at the transparent velvet coat that sic Lad worn to the little housc—ihe coat she had “hought” m Angoulonc’s the day sod gricf! Wail till Pat's sister es that check of Sialey's come wrough!” she was thinking. “She'll know e paid for thoso clothes, and nd terrified. she miade up her mind to stay there un- 4l Florenee should come home at <iv o'clock and have it out with her. Do taste my applosance. 1 make i h brown sugar,” Mrs. France sayinz, bri a ftall, crock fram the cupboard and glving Lily o spoonful of the triek, red- | brown mixture in it. “I'm going to | &rnd some of it over to yon and Pat all made. He docs like it kfast.” < heon with half of her mind still on for bre 3 Lily asked, absently. Sta- By Beatrice Burton Author of “Sally’s Shoulders,” “Honey Lou,” “The Hollywood Girl,” Etc. Iley's check. “I always give Pat jorange julce—because I fjx it for ;myselt every morning, 1 suppose.” | “Oranges are awfully high right | now, said his mother. “You'd bet- ter give up your orafige juice for a He | bump into Sue Cain down town and | while, and ¢at apples instead, wWhile |, .eq with her. “But, you know, I 8he | 101 anila ike thi v 1¢ you things would be like this, They kow me very well in there— | held a piece of one out to Lily on iftg) v] e | . - | I've always bought |if you married me. I saw what yca | them—and they said I could | they're cheap—cooking apple: ithe end of her knife. i | “You'd better start trading at the | {store, and we'll tell you what to | ibuy,” she added, “I ean tell you ! | don’t know how to save money. . . . | | Why, it must take at ledst five | oranges for you two people to have | a glass of juice every morning—and I that's just plain extravagance with | | oranges so high!” | I Lily yawned and looked at the | clock. "All this talk about saving | imoney had begun to get on her ! inerves. After af, there was some- | |thing in life besides saving money, ' !wasn't there? There was spending | money, too, for the things you liked ven if it was a trifling thing lke | | orange julce. “What time docs Florence get [here?” she asked, and as she spok: !the front door opened and Flor- |ence's voice came, greeting her | mother: . VI :w‘lw‘x'\':mt'o)::l‘lhe:u“.’:“N” ,nnrv'."you? | would probably take her some place found for it. All sorts of theories L L;Iy jumped, "'flhe '::n;' ‘; tell | for tea. | 2 Q88 Afternoon tea once more! — The | j her about that check!™ she said to ! herself. “And I've got to stop he } CHAPTER XXXVI | Florcnce was hanging her tiny | felt hat an the hooks under the mir- “n Lily came rushing out into | the hall to her, She gave a start of surprise when | she saw her. Then she smiled and {held out both >f her hands to her. | {“Why, it's Lily!" she cried, "We thought you were off all of us for | lito!—We've had a wedding present | tor yon for a month, but we dian’t ! jwant to give it to you until we were {all friends again.” | “Now, Flossic, there you Telling her all about it when to keep it for a surprisel” | co's voice came from the | n where ihe odor of potatoes frying in deep fat had taken the | place of the rich apple-sauce smell. | i 't tell her what it was, lorence was answering stoped her. | “What were you going to tell your |mother when you first came in?" | | €be asked in a halt-whisper. “About |a check that paid for some of my | clothgs at Angouleme's?" | Florence stared at 1 blue eygs opening wide. She slowly shook her head, clearly mystificd “I don't know what you mean, Lily,” | lshe sa T don't know anything clothes of yours at An- I've been there just a 1d I'm trying to get their ore the old hook-kecper | :aves on Saturday. . No, T s going to tell mother about | wlye Jetterson. Roy's bought her we hen Lily r. her dark | Koulem: w it she had known the trouble 8h¢ |vrging her to: “My Dad needs all the | little car of her own. T just met in it. and he's going to take out for, a ride in it after sup- u! per. Much relieved, Lily went into the | | mrocery store mext door and bovght |two big bags of provisions “at's silent good-naturcd father. w heavier and heavier in as she walked home in | The I the gray-blue September twilight that smelled of burning leaves and dust, Stars came out into the sky above | the housctops, and all at once she found herself thinking of a slarry night in the spring when she and | | Pat had stood. together in the dark-s ness of the backyard of the house on Montpelter Road. Where was all the wild cestasy and passionate happiness of that spring night ? “Gone with the spring, T guess, ald Lily to herself. Life had become |an af of alirm clocks, carly [ hreaktasts, eleetric flatirons and fry- ing pans. Cold with unhappiness and this new feeling of disappointment that bad been coming over her since she had met Sue Cain in the strect the day hefore, she unlocked the door of the {lat and went in. “Home late again, el Pat" voice hailed her from the Kitchen, and it sounded as out-of-sorts felt. He w table in the middie of the room, eat ing a sandwich that he had mad: himself, “I was so hungry T had to ca something,” he said. “Gosh. T wish you could arrange things so as to as have a meal on time every now and then, . 1t’s pretty discouraging 10 4 man to comge home to a dark cipty house two or three nights in ssion. And T'm getting prefty sick of il Lily was standing in the doorway of the kitchen, the two heavy bags tilled with canacd soup, potatoes and apples in ner arms—and sud- denly sae just let them fall with a thud and a crash upon the floor he stepped hack into the tiny din- ing room anl threw herself down upon the nearcst chair, crying and Lbing hysterically. The cans and the potatoes and apples rolled around the floor. “Oh, its all — discouraging:” she wept and wailed. “IUs worse for me than it is for you—I gave up every- thing in the world in the wide world'~ for 1 3 wish to Heaven 1T hadn't Her words ended in a burst of sobbing £asps. Pat did not come near her. stony silence he finished his sa wich and made himsclf another one. Then he went into the sitting- room, took the evening paper from lis pocket and sat down in his arm rto read it “I'm going back to the a while tonight,” he called to Lily when he had finished it and laid it on the table. At that Lily raised her tear-wet from her folded arms. “All t—go!" she told him resentfully I wish youw'd tell me one thing e vou do go, though." listening to her. why we ever ch; iofor He stood still, “I wish you'd tell e g0t marrie ]! He frowned. “We wanted to, didn't we?” he asked. “And we were getting along all right until the last couple of days. What's the mat- | ought to be living in two | the next day. . | Sllly not to meet him, after all. How | tions of the little flat? . . . | The ride in Staley’s | roadster. Alt the things that go! | !even then th from i ever | sitting at the white |1 i shop for You secemed [the way you evidently de—Tt doesn't d Seem right to me, do yeu kmow " er with you, happy enough days age.’ 8She raised the level black eye- brows that were so astartling with | relief to have someone realize at "ast Ih" bright red-gold hair. “Nething’s | how hard she did work. And it was the matter with me,” she told 'him.}even deeper relief to” knew that | “I'm just letting you know now how |‘someone sympathised with her be- i I've felt all summer long about liv- |cause she had had to turn from a {ing in this two-by-four, slaving my | butterfly to & grub. ilife away for you. . . . I've been| ‘Take rhe home, Staley,” she | thinking things over lately, and it |said. “I have to have dinner on the | just strikes me that 1 dont get [table in just a liitle while—or sup- much out of life.” = per, as the France family calls it. He nodded his Landsome dark “All right, T will.” Staley answer- head, his cyes intent. “No, you don't | ed. “But first of all I want to say get much out of it—tha he | this to you—" (TO BE CONTINUED) Your Health How To Keep It— Causes of Iliness tad on Montpelier Road, and I knew what 1 could give you. Not very much. T honestly can’t even afford this flat, !ittle as it is. We rooms somewhere.” ‘When he had gone without giving her a kiss or another word, Lily feit more blue and discouraged than ever. She got up and went into the bedroom to take off her wraps. On the dresser lay the nickel which she | nad intended to use when ghe tele- | phoned Staley Drummond to tell im she was not going to meet him . But now she be- very { BY DR. MORRI8 FISHBEIN Editor Journal of the American the Health Magazine 1t Is generally known that many discascs appear constantly in ce Physicians "%lh‘\‘e tain families itself is not héredi- | that the dise {tary but that the person inherits a | certain type of body structure which if {makes him especially susceptibie to she saw Staley Drummond for an jthe condition concerncd. | hour or two—if she forgot for an | High blood pressure has been in- | | hour or two the trials and tribula- | vestizated in many laborator | Staley | thus far no definite cause ha an to wonder if she wasn't could it possibly harm anyone by been mustc, the shaded lights. the | ter to serve yol blg purring once and now wonderful, soft Hluxury of a 1 seemed so ordinary. secmed 80 lusurious, to her! There werc still red marks on her wrists where the cans and potatoes hag lain against them. There was a burn from a flat-iron on one finger. A can-opener had slipped and cut | anothel By “My terrible hands!” Lily thought, looking at them. She remembered | how Sialey had called them lilies in | the old days of their engagement. . 'The days when she had wvorn | his enormous diamond upon her | third finger, 1 rubbed perfume into her palms to make them smell | like llies. | With a long sigh she went imu‘ the bathroom and began to sérub fhem with thesaail brush. She trok manicure them, but did not look at all like the Hly-white hands of the old | ¢s before she married Pat and cettled down to work for him. a whole hour to The next afternoon she peeled the vegetables supper before sle t dresscd to go out to a cloth on the little blue- She laid v green painted table and set it. She trimmed the chops and laid them on the broiling rack so that she could | pop them into ihe oven the minutes] she got home. “And I must be home at fifteen minutés after six,” she told herself, | waiting outside Staley's office butld- ing at five o'clock with the crowds { hurrying past her and the lights coming out ahove the street. Staley was only & minute or two | late. Without saying anything he came up to her, took heprarm and together they went through the | ! crowds to the place where his car | was parked. 1 “The great wide-open parking | spaces, eh?” Lily asked gaily as they climbed into the car, and he laughed at that, his eyes twinkling. “Secms like old times, Lily,” were | the first words he said to her when were out of the thickest of the traffic and going along Perry street as it they were skimming clouds. | “Please don’t talk about old times” Lily answered shakily, “If | | you do, I'm afraid 1'll ery—" She did not mean old times with | him, in particular. She %as think- ing of all the things that the sight of Staley and hiN car brought back 1o her—moonlight picnica with the | 0ld crowd, dunces, theaters parties— Jut Staley misunderstood her. [ “Never mind, dearest,” he saia quickly. “You've made a mistake, but perhaps we can get it all straightened out so that you'll ll“’ | vappy again.” | “Gracious! Lily thought, “Now thinks T'm getting ready to | he | leave Pat'—Just hecause I came out for a ride with him-—"Oh, my Aunt | b | She' felt Staley’s hand on her shoulder, and-her whole body stiff- | . She didn't want his arm there ound lier, his hand pressing % against her. . ghe might be| Who was the Spanish conqueror | horoughly angry with Pat, and sick | 0f Mexico? he answer is for No. {1 horizontal. The qustion in this puzzle may prove troublesome. . Horizontal 1. Who'was the Spanish conquer- | or of Mexico? 6. What is an absolute she had to work for him nl go without things. Tut that Gdidu't meun that she wanted Staley { Drummond to touch her. \e sat up straight in her seat. {“It's just that 1 have to work %o of the majority of a body legally entitled to hard, staley.” She tricd to make F el t things clear to him. “And T don't ‘\";“Iiw1(\ d‘m‘s!lv;v for the have anything—Why, do you know, Feseey W l'“:‘d ody cal ('d. haven't any dezent taleum powder, | = ‘;r;‘»‘r-,“m ;;‘0':1:‘1‘ . :-_'l«;'mtms ¢ any e, 4 Iy one little a all ven, any more, and only g measly bottle of perfume That sounds silly to you, 1 know. to vave over little things like that, but they U lot to a girl! — 1 shouldn’t 15, Tastidiou: 16, Beverage. 18, Figure of ellipsoidal i Driving command. mean | talk like this to you.” o 2 | They were in Macomber Park What _fomy S D the now, and Staley suddenly stopped | tarving children of lsrael the car under some trees heside the urncy through ! he tittle Jake the can't talk * he explained. r closely through | while I'm driving He looked at h Upoi. Who is the American ambassa- the thick purple dusk. *“Poor little | Aor 0 TuaR oAy Kid!" he said, and once more his |,c * [hand “pressca her shoulder. “I b’ yinperor, shouldn’t have let you marry any- Polynesian chesinui. cne but me, shoald I, after all? I'd have taken care of you—Poor little |4 hands.” liis hands slipped down amd |5 Cowheaded goddess. To lacerate with the teeth, Tatter. covered her bare ones that were Desewed Aloog. [folded on her kuce. o Across the park some bells rang. Diie. of the Lot of the fors: low and clear In the still evening g air. l44. Period. Lily. | 45, It's six o'clock,” thought Register of the clectors who “Too late for tea.” She was sorTy. | may vote. She had been looking forward to the | 4. Tieavenly bodies. glittering tea-hour in some fine Te8- . 4x “Trunk of the human body. | taurant more than she had been 49 What United States Supreme |1ooking forward to secing Staley | Court judge is the son of a Drummond—far more. He lifted her hands, bending back | the fingers, one by one. famous poet and novelist? ' Sounds. Vertical | “Cuts and bruises.” he sald. “Well. | 1. Wiat long navigable river iIn| ‘l suppose some women ought to| . Africa flows into the Atlantic )“ork. Lily. Maybe you ought to, | * ocean? too. But, somehow. 1 never have| 2 What is & general name for | thought of you as having to work the countries of Asta? Lily gave a long sigh. hmsl Medical Association and of Hygela, | | better during most of have been held and have beem vestigated, but the results have in general beea megative. There are persons whe amert that the disgase is due to eating teo much meat, to the taking of aleohol, to the use of tobacce, or salt, and in- deed that worry plays & consider- able part in its onset. Some sy that cxcesses of all kinds are primarily respounsible. ” On the other hand, there does not appear to be any scientific evidence to indicate the exact proportion to which any single excess may be re- sponsible. There are slready accumulating in medical literature numerous rec- ords of entire families who suffered with hypertension and who die ot brain hemorrhage, chronie inflam- mation of the kidneys, or other®on- ditions associated with high blood preasure. An investigation made by Bortensen led him to the conviction that high blcod pressure is definite- ly hereditary, and that there are as- sociated with the peculiar type of { body structure cettzin changes in the \manner with which the body digests i protein substances, Theee facts should not cause any- one to despair of the usefulness of | good hygiene. Perhaps it wiil not {add greatly to the length of life of & person who is & member of a no- | toriously short lived family. It will, | however. make him fecl a good dfal the short period that he may have to live. - READ HERALD CLASSIFIED ADS FOnR BULST RESULTS This Premet ensem- ble with a short navy blue rep jacket and a navy blue one piece dress is trim- med with bands of white crepe de chine and elaborately em- broidered in white, The blouse is cut with a double breasted closing reminiscent of a coolie jacket. There 15}; group of un- pressed fan pleats on the skirt, | 8 What is the staple food of China? | 4. Tiny device for setting up a | golf ball. | 5. Deity. ! 7. You and me. ; 8. Siouan Indian. 9. i To rant. 110, Who is the muse of astronomy ? 11. Announces the score in pi- i nochle. 113. Category. i 16. Sailor. {17. Blackbird of the cuakoo famiiy, Worth. Caustic. 24. Possesses. 125 Shrub used in making tea. |28 sign. 30, High adult male voices. |31. Who was the inventor ef tl:e i arc lamps? 183. Turf. {34. To wager. }:5. 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