New Britain Herald Newspaper, January 5, 1928, Page 10

Love’s Embers Adele Garrison”s Absorbing “Revelations of a Mg Limceln Changes Her Mind Abswt Poilng With Fedor 1 walked away from the telephone awiftly as Eleanor Lincoln took the receiver from my band. I had ne wish to linger within earshot of her telephone conversation with Dicky. But as I came to the foot of the stairs, meaning to go into the li- brary, Lilllan came down grasped wy arm and drew me out upon the \eranda, where. though out sight of the hall, every word over the telephone was audible. *Therc’s such a thing as being oo quixotic,” she said, speaking trom the corner of her mouth in the almost noiscless manner she ha: perfecied. “I have reasons of my own for wanting to hear this.” From the hall came coln's voice, beautiful low-pitched, yet as distinct as if w were at her elbow. The perfunctory greetings were over and she had plunged at once into her message. + Do you know 1 have been most remorseful about last week,” she be- gan. "I did not realize how I must have upset your plans by refusing to poss with Fedor after you had thought out your definite scheme.” “That was my bet with myself,” Lillian whisperad in the pause which signified Dicky's answer to the girl's apology, “that she'd tele- phone him she'll pose.” “That's awfully sweet of you.” the girl sald next. “But I've made up my mind that I'll pose with Fedor, as you wished. I've made inquiries, and I find that the thing which kept me from granting your request isn’t nearly as formidable as I thought, and T am asure it will be perfectly all right.” Another pause, but a much shorter one. T guessed that Dicky's thanks had been hearty but brief and followed by a pertinent ques- tion, or so the girl's answer signi- Black Pussy Is Unknowingly a Friend ‘We all at times unknowingly lend Our aid to one who's not a friend. —Black Pussy. Black Pussy is fond of the old stone wall that runs along one side of the Old Orchard. She is fond of it because some of the little folk she delights to hunt are fond of it. 8he is always expecting ope of them to pop out from between the stones. Frequently she catches a glimpse of ‘one of them disappearing between the stones. 8o Black Pussy likes to hunt along the old stone wall. When she has nothing else to do she g0es down there and crouches be- side some favorite hole, hoping that some one will come out of it Now it was mere chance that Black Pussy decided to go hunting along the old stone wall right on the “very day that Shadow the Weasel decided that he would hunt along the old stone wall, Of course, Black “Pussy knew nothing about the plans ot 'Shadow the Weasel, and Shadow the Weasel knew nothing of the plans of Black Pussy. So it hap- pened that at just the started in at one end of the old stone wall Black Pussy, as black as the blackest of the Black Shadows, started at the other end of the old stone wall. There was one certain which was a great favorite Black Pussy, 8he had spent nmny hours watching a certain hole be-! tween two great stones of the old | wall. It was a very small hole, but | time and time again Black Pussy had seen Striped Chipmunk pop out of that hole. 80 she used to go over | there often, hoping that Chitpmunk would pop out while she | was there. And she always made the | mistake of sitting too close to that | hole. That was one reason that Striped Chipmunk never had popped out. He' had always discovercd her tirst, Tt was stralght to this place that Black Pussy now went, and as usual she erouched close to the hole. She | didn’t geem to think that being se | black she would be very easily scen against all that white around her. | Rhe erouched with her eyes fixed on | the hole, out of which she hoped Striped Chipmunk would pop #pite the fact :hat he popped out when she there before. Bo inten! was watching t hol see a littla white fo a very person. slim. trim and y bounding along on fop wall, until her atte by an angry spit &ha looked un to e Weascl. He Just a littie away, and he was ve He arched his hack spit, as only a We it was funnv to see fellow threatening times higger than himsel Now, it wonld have heen for 8hadow hnl he not give is temper. He wanted to 1 place with never had sy she was on ton maore than et one so of | time that | Shadow, as white as the driven snow, | Striped | sit Sequel To Wife” a New Se fied. “Why, any day, at any time that {I'm not busy with Mrs. Graham on {my drama-history course. Oh | evidently surprised at some exclama- Ition of Dicky's. “I thought you | knew about it. Yes, I am studying with her. It was Mr. Veritzen's sug- | gestion. He is being a sort of fairy godfather to my stage ambitions, | and he told me that the first thing T ought to do was to tuke a coursc {in the history of the drama and that Mrs, Graham was the best teacher | T could get. I've only had one lesson so far, but T surely agree with Mr. | Veritzen. Mrs. Graham is a pers | fectly marvelous teacher.” There was another pause, while Lillian clupped shoulder jubi- “I'll bet that was a jolt for the Dicky-bir she said. “He'll be calling you to the telephone in an- othey minute, but don't you dare | weaken. Liste | Eleanor Lincoln again. | “On! surely, T can give you all the |time you wish tomorrow afternoon,” she said. “Just give me halt an | hour's motice. Oh! Yes, she's right { here—no—not just ke but 1N { call her. | We heard her Ligh-heeled slip- | pers tapping down the hall and her voice calling, “Oh! Mrs. Graham.” T | walked rapidly (o the door and met ! her. | “Mr, Graham wishes to speak to ! yon,” she said, and went back into ! the library. T walked to the tele- phone, stood motionless before it for an instant, puilling mysclf together, | for 1 sensed a coming contest of [ wills with my husband, then spoke quietly into the transmitter. “Miss Lincoln s speak to me” T Copyright, 1928, Feature Service, was speaking ia quietly, Newspaper Tne. Then she looked the Weasel. that hole where Black Pussy was, and it was hecause she was sitting there that he was so very angry. But he was so bold about it that | Black Pussy made no attempt to catch him. Little as he was, he somehow made Black Pussy respect him, Perhaps Black Pussy knew that it would be perfectly useless to chase him. Anyway, she was satisfied to remain right where she was and continue to glare at him. Finding that he couldn't make Black Pussy move, Shadow leaped from the wall on the far side, ran around the place where Black Pussy was and kept on along the old wall, investigating every nook and cranny d every hole. Of course, didn’t find the entrance to Striped Chipmunk’s home. T was down right und.r where Black Pussy was at Black Pusey, who wanted to catch Striped Chip- munk and so was Striped munk’s enemy, proved to he his friend that time. Had she not been right whe was Shadow doubtedly would have found the en- to Strined Chipmunk's home, and I am afraid that wonld have meant the end of Striped Chipmunk. (Copyright. 1928, by T. W. Burgess) The nest story hadow Visits the Barn." re she trance Life’s Niceties Hints on Etiquette en entertained . should she note thank 1t until ink him for a “thank he Answers ieration is to ion in imm medi- od is crial, e hand the proper The Holiday Goodies will be exceptionally delicious if in addi- tion to good ingredients you use Rumford, the dependable, uniform, periect ieavener. Then you'll know that your results will be superfine in 2ppearance, texture and flavor. 27 you wish to up to sec Shadow 1 he | Chip- ! un- | READ THIS FIRST: Lily Lexington, only daughter of the Cyrus Lexingtons, is engaged to marry Staley Drummond, a wealthy bachelor much older than herself. She throws him over a few weeks before the day set for the wedding and marries her mother's chauffeur Pat France, Her parents refuse to Lave anything to do with her or him. Pat has perfected a new kind of piston ring that he and his friend. Roy Jetterson, want to put on the ! market. Pat gocs to work in Roy's garage and later on the two of them rent a tiny machine shop where | they plan to manufacture the piston ring. For a while Pat and Lily live ! with Pat’s family, consisting of his mother, father and sister Floren !Then Lily quarrels with Mrs. France |and she and Pat get a flat of their own. For four months she tries to {be a good wife and housckeeper, | seeing no one from her old life and "ha\lng nothing in the way of amuse- ment. Then one day she meets Sue Cain, | her former chum, down town. Sue |is giving a bridge party that after- | :oon and invites Lily to come to it. | So Lily goes to Angouleme's smart shop and charges some clothes to her father. The store refuses to let her have them, by her mother's or- | ders, after they are all wrapped up. land Lily suddenly decides to take them out of the store anyway. She does, and when a store detective comes to the house for them, only to find her wearing them, she tcle- phones Staley Drummond and he makes out a check for them. The next day Lily goes to the Frances' | house and Florence tells her she has | just taken a job as bookkeeper at Angouleme’s. However, she seems I not to have seen Staley’s check, and | Lily is relieved. She meets Staley again and he sympathizes with Ther because she has to work so hard, and Lily begins to feel dreadfully | sorry for herself—especially whe the Irance family sends her a wash. ing machine for a wedding present. She vows never to use it, but does finally. Pat is working just as hard as she is, often nuntil late at night, | and lifo seems very dull. Then a let- | ter comes from Stale ing her to | meet him the next afternoon at f |NOW GO ON WITH THE STOR CHAPTER XXXVIIT 1t did not atrike Lily | France that she was doing a high- Iy dishonest thing vhen she tucked Staley's letter into her coat pocket that rainy October and ran down to the drug store to telephone him. It did not strike her that, when he wrote that letter to her, he was do- ing the wicked and unscrupulous er man’s home—Pat France’s home, Or that he was trying to break it | up, at least. As a matter of fact, she scarcely stopped to consider the right and wrong of what she was doing. . It simply seemed to her that here was a chance 10 have a good time— an exciting time—a “thrill,”" orce more. Something to break into the [ dull gray life that she had becn liv- |ing for four months within the four | | walls of the little flat. Her voice shook With excitement as she shut herself into the evi | smelling, dark telephone hooth at | the rear of the drug store and gave Staley’s telephone number. “Hello, you!” she said | when he answered. “The postman ! just brought me your note—and 1 meet you tomorrow Lut why make it so late? o'clock is just the time when I ought to be zt home starting _ to get supper. Couldn’t we make it a bit carlier? Lunch time? 1t was 80 long since she had had {lunch 1n a smart restaurant. So long since she had sat at a candle- lighted table, with an attractive man gazing with admiration at her from | his side of it, the way Staley Drum- mond always did, waiter had hovered over her to ask | Fer if the munshrooms under glags, or the broiled lobster were just as | they should be. So long since she | had worn orchids. . . ley al- | ways brought her orchids. iy we have Juneh together | sking her now. “That's a ! great idea. Tt will give us all after- voon to talk—and 1 rticularly want to talk to you. Why, let's meet at tae same place, only at one instead of fiv And so they planned it | The next day was another day of and cold high winds. 1t was opened hor eyes 10 a wol ness hefore dawn at six o'clock, and she dressed to the { wild music of rain beating against hier hegroom windows. The kitehenette was cold looked cheerless «ven whe st the table and lit th for the coffec pot. “Oh, my Aunt | but how going to hate getting up in the cold i all winter long to ecook thix break icy rai pouring gus stove she groancd fo I e camo out 10 cat his 1o ogrape froit. “1 didn’t ming it 0 much on swmmer mornings when <hining, hut this hus P it the middle he shivered for you when sun was of S rt down upen T this & wdd, “Better v wiore 1 wear it Pat laid 2 blue sh o tal ‘Yon didn’t ne e 3aby. 1 and picked up Dis napkin t cut ont to | was I, Pat? She 1 kissed the hack still ned over him o his neek. for ghe very much, even if &he for the kind of life i, I'at turned in his chair and look- o4 up at her, Nis blue eyes shining in | the spr of elictrie light. e pulied her down on his knees, “Well, you know, Baby, " would fmarry a por man reminded mt you're not slwavs going poor. The piston rin: | BOing 1o put uson you'll s00n bo having a laundress to run Laundry Queen for von' He kissed her, and Lily could feel toved him as his K v inet he ker. 0 e ol Money Lov Lexington { thing we call “breaking up” anoth- to him | afternoon, | So long since a | and it | had | T'm ! of ! had no love | had to lead | “Where did you get th Lis heart beating against hers un- der his coat and she was very happy. | Long afterward she rflmvll\h(-n‘d‘ the scene in the kitchen as one of | the last of their hriefly happy mo- ments tog.ther. It would come b..k | {to her—-the stove and the dishes i sparkling in the artificlal light, the and the blue shirt | tolded and lying heside it. | She looked at the blue shirt now | and sighed to nerself at the thought | 1of the next wash doy. She hated | Iwash duy-—not enly because it repre- nted hard work, but because ft was so sloppy and so soapy, some- | how ! She loved comfort and luxury. | How much she loved them she never | had known until they were taken ! from her. | She hated the little flat that| morning as she went around it with | a duster and carpet sweeper. ! ‘It would be Jots more fun to | take carc of it if it were pretty,” she | #aid to herself, wishing for the hun- | dredth time thad she had spent her | father's check on things for the house instead of on that gray-green | dress from Angouleme's. i But at half past cleven, when she i|~ gan to get dressed to go to mert | | Staley, she was thankful for the | gray-green dress, She put it on under the new brown velvet coat, and it was very stunning. twelve, when she was ready 10 start, .t was still raining. “And, oh boy, what rain like this 5ill do o a hrown velvet e windows looki She knew t Finally for a ta | suite in the ng at the at it wouid ruin it. e decided to telephone ab (rom the jgnitress's bazement. drive down town, but she Knew that Staley would be waiting for her in front of the Hightower byjlding and would pay the driver for her. . . And. sure cnough, therc he was, standing at the cwibstone with a large umbrella in his hand, waiting for her. “I was afraid you wouldn't come,” he said to Ler when they were in Fis own hig closad car, and on their way to the Park Lane restaurant on Albemarle street, As th ture flashed out of for an instant—the memory of the first day she had scen Pat in street! She closed her cyes, that fecling <he had had for swept there was no one like {vhere, and that was unbearable, “Yes, T felt like that last Spring,” she 1011 hersclf a few minutes later as ghe and Staley sottled themselves at a liitle corner table in the Park Line restaurant where yellow-shaa- cd lights o mshine above then.. “But Jife’s pretly unbearable witn Y, uaiter of fact on thinrk and then, like an echo ' ler own thought, < 11, how Lily's memory and him him without him any- life question: > things going, Lily? her “No -Oh, head and smiled well, T shouldn't I she told him. presented me with 1 whit DO you think hing 1o make me do tier work their it was? for A washing machin over that. I ean't the washerwo- vd, and then his face tizooks! Lily. I know my husiness—lut {1 sobered i's no buris e the way living! You can't You weren't 1o A on tiis way sort thing o they Wotan Lily picked up her coffoe cup and L dzintily. Above it her jewel- smiled at Staley. They casier for me What 1sant ink you \* she said, Bat honestly, ahout the I can't g0 on living the [ don't mind the work t1 haven't any friends 1 of gayety or ATIIS - nt. 1 might he dead for all the i I h duys—and T don' now how to change things for my- s 1 1110 be caught in that little 11 ¢ oway an animal s | canght in in the woods.” |1t did not som 1o Lity ghe { was heing distayal and unfair to Pat ¢ pouring ont her unhappiness and 0 the man who had been a still was, for the 3 “And <o it docs Staley, you're right you said ay 1 <0 muclh, | my ki im ! an {or Thes atra 't Pat m of t “The Hollywood Girl,” Ete | ehe | “Are you sure?” {do that night after you telephoned | e | | thought Lily, standing in the front ' downpour. | Sha had no money to pay for the | By Beatrice Burton Author of “Sally’s Shoulders,” “Honey Lou,” BY DR, MORRIS FISHBEIN Fditor Journal of the American Medical Association and of Hygela, the Health Magasine. William Osler once sald, “Many & man’s life has been saved by an tack of angina pectoris.” By this statement he signified his bellef that the attack of angina was a warning to the patient as to the condition of his hcart. As a result |of the angina, the patient changed his habits of living and gave a crippled heart a chance to exercise its functions more satisfactorily, Angina pectoris is a frequent cause of sudden death. The pain comes on suddenly and severely and is an indication that the circulation |of the blood to the heart is being interfered with in some definite manner, In many cases when reports an- nounce that a person haa died sud- denly of acute indigestion, the cause is the throwing of unusual burden on a crippled heart. In such in- stances usually thc person has eaten a large meal and haa been lying in such a position that the overdistend- ed stomach pressed upon the heart. In its search for methods of treatment of this condition, medi- cine has discovered no more ime mediately beneficial remedy than rest. However, there are several drugs, such as nitroglycerine or amyl ni- trite, which have the power of sud- denly lowering the blood pressure land thereby relieving greatly the pain that accompanies this condi- | tion, . Recently physicians have been at {work on operations which would { disconnect the nerves tlugt carry the sensation of pain from @: heart to € flowers?” she asked By the end of the meal he had the whole story—her poverty—her dislike of Pat's family and Sadye Jetterson—hor anger at the way she had been made to work., “Why, Pat’'s mother even wanted me to clerk in the grocery store!™ she cried, “Can you imigiine me wrapping up read and cutting e anifieit s e bialn, e et "wpne | The operation u ditficult and not Whore thimg 18 ramge o added, | PATtcularly Iife-saving winco It does e amd. ‘voutra | not relicve tho condition or lead to- ward a cure, but does stop the warn- A ing symptom. Thereby, it causes the 1im he went on: “If you had been | PUllent i some instances to under- L 0 |take actisities for which he is in no :‘"lm';ly :‘:,"", Al yowd never have fay competent and leads to & more elephoned me me that day about the | ygqen qeath than might otherwise Angouleme bill, Yowd have gone to | O CHE O your husband rfor the help you | i wirne. Menas for the Family “Would 12" "Why, of | course. . . . But you didn't. Your | By TER MARY first thought was of me—and do you | Breakfast—Halves of grape fruit, know what I made up my mind to ;cm-m, cream, ecggs poached in milk on graham toast, fried hominy, syrup, milk, coffee, Luncheon—Cream of celery soup, icroutons, spinach salud, brown »!n \bread, baked Indian pudding, milk, | tea. ne to contradiet | asked Lil Staley laughed short me? Do you knew 2" “I'Il tel! yon,” he said. “Let’s get | out of here first though—"" He told her when they were | the big car once more, sitting ide . by *lde on the front seat. “ made | Dinner—New England bolled din- ! up my mind that I'd have you after 'ner, tomato jelly salad, crisp cook- . “I'd never have come !ies, canned peaches, milk, coffee, A heen sure You Were | (‘orned beef or fat salt pork can ter that 1 Knew ¥0u be used in a “boiled dinner” as the cook prefers. If pork is used, the ‘m not.” Lily spoke £lowly |vegetables and meat can be cooked and theughtfully. g No, she together to advantage since the wasn't happy. She still loved Pat, |vegetaldes flavor the meat quite but she was no lorger happy With jdelicately and deliciously. If corn- Bim. Life had beeome a treadmill jcd beet in used, the vegetables for both of them— {should be cooked in the meat broth “1 want you to think things over after the meat is done, for a day or two,” were Stal Baked Indian Pudding parting words to her when | Two tablespoons corn meal, 8 | droppel her at her corner at five {cups milk, 1 tablespoon butter, 4 o'clock. “And then let me KnoW {iahlespoons molasses, 1-2 cup seed- { what you're going to do, ’m raisins, 1-4 teaspoon salt, 1-¢ “Going to 402" Lily cchoed. WhY. |teaspoon ginger, 1-2 teaspoon cin- what did he mean? What did he lnamon, 1 cgg. expect her to do? Mix cornmeal with one-fourth Deep down in her heart she Knew ‘eup cold water. Heat 2 1-2 cups ¢ what he wanted her to do. imilk to the scalding point and stir . . He wanted her to leave Pat linio cornmeal. Cook over bolling ond marry him. “I made up MY lwater for 15 minutes. Btir in but- mind I'd have you after all,” he ter, molasses, raisins, salt, ginger | rad d. land cipnamon. Remove from heat you if happy—b weren't.” s he | question puzzle, difficult, v turned the corner a pie- | this | ack to her—that feeling that | she went ! came Staley's ' to think of you living ! think it makes wash- | other thing | She went up the . thinking it over in a confused sort of way, | vondering how things were going | {o turn out for her. . . . Would she ever leave the little flat? She doubted it. €he felt as if she were buried in it. Buried alive in it, It never Lad looked so unattrac- tive to her before as it looked that ! nizht after the brightness of the 1 the luxuriousness of limousine. | s first one day and then an- otirer went by it by n to look really Letive. ¢ had suddenly lost cvery ! cet in it. 8he only half- ¢leaned it every day. She made the leds up in a carcless fashion. She | torgot to put on clean napkins for | every meal at the table, stopped polishing the silver hrass ash trays, She let slide, After Pat was gonc in the morn- ing she would citmb hack into hed and lie there, with her pr crossed under her head, star hit of inte id not have 1o gt up to do the ironing or whitevr was to he done. | 5 Wishing that she had a maid | to fill her bathtub for her and lay out some fresh, jovely clothes, in- | stead of the old blue bungalow apron | | that hung over the hack of a chair, waiting for her to slip into it and g1 to work. . . She did not write or telephone to to let hhn 'now what she to do about himself and | “he did not know what <lie was going to do about anything. &he had 5o plans, nothing but a great dissatisfaction with her life as it was here in the fiat. On the Saturday of that week a | florist’s boy brought a hig hunch of tlowers for her from His card came with it—as if he did not care who saw it and knew that he was ding flowers to her, Five minutes aiter the roses came dye Jetterson arrived to ask Lily if she and Pat would come to Sun- | lay night sunper, “Where did you gt these?” she | asked, poking lier nose into the mass of dewy pink bloom. “Have you a | seerct admirer —or what? | “What a thing to 3 said. “You've heen [secing 100 many movies lately, and | have your head ehockful of plots, J haven't you?” ler, & {her hands in good and add egg well-beaten. Turn into a well-buttered pudding dish and pour over remaining half cup of ilk. Bake in a moderute oven for 45 minutes, Serve with or without | hard eauce, | (Copyright, 1928, NEA Service, Inc.) | How and Why USE MILD CHE! STAIN REMO' By Ann Alysis The woman who does her own | housework. and more particularly | Ler own cooking, is often deeply | chagrined by stained banda, Perhapw |3 there is a card party in the evening and &he wonders how she is to get shape before that time, | She ham already bathed and brushed them with hot water and soap, and still they look moiled. " FLAPPER FANNY SAYS: PLC.U. % PAT. ovY. ©1527 7 HEA STAWCE. WC. Accountants and dleticians |figures straight Jas tried cold cream with no ¢ and as her hands dare not try scour- chemistry steps 3 them. iate er. If the discolorations are the or- dimary emes caused by handling vegetables in preparing food, the are that the stains mere deeply set by in ing:‘the hands, and that by ng - an acil which neutralizes and helps dissolve the coloring matter, she may he able to entire- ly remove it. But there are acids and aclds, Bome of the powerful aeids will remove any stain very quickly—and the cuticle and flesh | as well, 8o it is well purpose one of the milder to choosc for this Three long border words and a| b. What famous varicty of smaller ones feature. this It should not prove Horizontal 1. Does more than duty requires, 2. Variant of “a.” 13. Marked or wrote, 14, What word used in legal papers means thing or matter What chawmpion ¢ and Spanish royalty is immortal- ised In a famous epic poem? Breast. Portion of a curved line Which of our secretarics of ate was . awarded the Nobel peace prize? . Born. Frame for carrying the dead Forging block. Pack or swarm . Which is the shallowest of the five wreat lakes? 28. Surioems. Delty . What Laiuable Upper Egypt? Minor note. Wooly surface of cloth. Who was the god of the lower worlds in the elassical Obstruction, Largest land plant. Feminine pronoun. Fairy, Buffering. To divide Into twe equal purts. Who wrote “The Call of the Wia? What city in Texas is almost the same size as Ban Antonio? Vertical 1. Church rite, 2. What s the name of the cluster of white stars in a United States 2 15. 1 18, 19. gem o8 mined In 3. 88. 40. 41, 42. 3. Half an em, 4. To steal. acids, l mytha? | such citric, tartaric or aoetic. Most of the stain removers ea the market are made of one er the other of these, though ssmetimes oxalic acid is used, particularly where ink is the source of the of- fending stain. Perhaps she knows of lemon juice as a trusty stain yemover. Lemon juice is citric acid in al- mast pure form. Tartavlé acld is formed from grape juice, and household vinegar - is acetic acid diluted, colored and flavored. Never use any of them unless wel diluted. Copyright, 1928, NEA Service, Inc. Tn the past year more people went from Great Britain to New Zealand to live than in any previous 13 months since 1880, The collar of this beige wool coat takes the form of a detachable vest or mufflerof beaver fastened with one button. Tt is inde- pendent of the wrap-around coat although Jeanne Lanvin, the design- er, makes them in- separable ' by put- ting matching fur cuffs on the coat. The coat is stitched in double lines to form checks to the height of the hips. glish college in on the Thames river? Dremolished. ouan Indian, 3 wel, . Paid publicity. . Made a mistake, What are the titles of U. cabinet officers? Pigeon. Ventilates, To grow weary. Khackle, . To walk lamely. . Circlet of light a. 16, 18, 0, surrounding Ke-like fish (pl) . Who founded the N lery of British Art? . Nlow or slowly. - What section of Germany was the last to be evacuated by the allied troops? . What is the soft, wringless work-like form of an insect? . Common laborer. 3%7. 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