New Britain Herald Newspaper, January 16, 1928, Page 4

Embers Sequel To Wife” 9 Ve'sS Adele Gurtisen”s Absorbing “Revelations of a a New A Search Is Made for the Missing | would have noticed his going iato Child the garden. No doubt, his puppy At Katie's walling cry that “the | ran away and he chosed it, forget- Transvanian devils dey got Junior,” | ting his orders never to go beyond T felt my knees give way beneath the fence. We'll soon catch up to me in stark terror, even though I |him with the car. Y do hope Mother realized the absurdity of her theory. | Graham doesn’t wake up. It wen't But with a fear akin to the craven | do her any good to har\:‘c a fright.” terror of fire, which is supposed to; Her voice was soothing, reaasur- be the ‘lot of a burned child, I never | ing in its matter-of-fact inflections have forgotten the awful time when [ and words. But when we had climb- Grace Draper kidnapped my small | ed into the car and she had taken son and he was only restored to mo | her seat beside me, I noticed that alive'and unharmed through the ef- | her fingers were tightly gripping the forts of Hugh Grantland. Ever since ! side of the car and I realized that that terrible time I have scen a |she also was shaken by Jtnior's ab- similar danger lurking in every cor- | sence. ner and have been careful to tlw‘ My foot pressed the accclerator voint of silliness in the eafeguards | hard and Lillian spoke sharply: o 1 have thrown around him. | “Don’t go fast, Madge. We wai With Katie's frantic arms lalf- |to look in every direction to see if strangling me, I would have fallen [ we can catch sight of him. He's had not Lillian's swift, sure clasp | probably hunting his puppy among steadled and held me. At the same | those bushes in the woodland.” time Katherine had reached Katie| T obeyed her #nd elowed down the and drawn her arms aw om me. | speed of the car. But though I knew “Katie, stop that noise,” Lillian | that all eyes except mine, fixed on commanded, her voice low but with | the road, were searchingthe meadow an emphasis that silenced my little | and woodland of our small Comain, mald. there came no glad exclamation “Qh, Katherine, what, where?” 1| heralding the sight of my little lad. Legan, pushing my way toward the | We came to the edge of the farm- door, “Tell me as we go. I'll get | stead, and I stopped the car turned to the others. “You're exaggerating the danger,| “I suppose we'd better go on Madge,” Katherine said emphatically | down to the shack where those :1en a8 we hurried through the house and | are staying,” I said. rairly ran through thie kitchen door, Of cour: Lillan agreed outside of which th: parked car was | prompi We'll check up on them standing. “He hasn't been gone but and their hut, definitely eliminate 2 few minutes at most; he was play~ | them before we go any farther.” ing in the yard with his puppy when | Something :n her tone sent an icy I looked out zhout a quarter of an shiver over me, I remembered hear. hour ago. And we have no proof |ing her oncs talk af “eliminating” that he is with those men. We sime | when it meant fixing the responsi- ply know that he couldn’t have gone | hility of death. Surely—— into the road or Marion who has| A ery from Katie cut short been in the hammock under the | terrified speculation. larch trec would have seen him.| “Look—look derc!" she shouted, Kati» har been preparing fruit for | gesturing toward the woodland road. cenning under the apple tree by the | Copyright, 1928, Newspaper kitehen door all the morning, so she Frature Service, Inc my By Thomton W. Burgedd A Brown Hunter and & White Hunter Nature's law—the law of strife— Is everywhere the law of life, —Mother West Wind Over in the Green Forest a hunter clothed all in brown came nimbly down the laughing Brook. Ot course, the Laughing Brook was frozen, for it was winter. Against the white of the snow that brown coat seemed | browner. than ever A nimble little | fellow was this brown-coated hunter. | Can you guess who it was It was| Billy Mink. Of course, it was Billy Mink. Billy sat down on a big snow-cov; ered rock to do a little thinking. “Let | e see,” said Billy, “I wonder what | «apa!" sald he. I would like to eat now. I'm tirea’ passed along here not very of fish. Besides, fiah are not so easy | long ago” to get these days. I'd like a little v fresh meat. Yes, sir, I'd like a little | An expression of great satisfaction fresh meat. I think a little fresh |crossed Billy's fac '‘Aha!” gald he. meat would do me good. I'm quite | “Jumper the’ Hare passed along sure it would. T nced a change. here not very long ago. And Jump- Everybody needsa change once in a |¢r wasn’t in much of a hurry. Cer- while, Now, I wonder where I could | tainly he wasn't worrylng about any- get & meal of good, fresh meat. 1I'd | thing. It he had been these foot- iike & wood mouse. I mean 1'd like | prints of his would be a great dea: Lwo or three wood mice. One mouse | further apart thap they now are. isn't much. A voung muskrat would | He was just hoppihg along comfor- be & lot better—that it, there would tably. When Jumper travels thar “Jumper the Harc and | READ THIS FIRST: Lily Lexington, spolled only daughter of the CyFfus Lexingtons, jilts Staley Drummond, a rich bach- { clor much older than herself, short- |1y before the day set for their wed- ding, to marry her mother’s chauf- | feur, Pat France. Her family and | rriends drop her instantly, and she goes to live with Pat’s parents and | his sister, Florence, in their little house next door to their grocery. Pat has invented a mew kind of piston ring, and he and his friend, | Roy Jetterson, rent a tiny machine shop, where they futend to make it. | 1dly, with no friends butiRoy's wife, | . whem she detests, finds life { very dull. She and Pat rent a flat of | | their own and she does her own | housework, hating cvery pait of l!'n)mel\'n(‘mm:. However, she- atill loves Pat, and 1s frantically jealous of Elizabeth Erts, his old sweetheart, whom he runs:into every now and then at the Jettersons' house, -quite | by accident. One: day Lily mects her former | chum, Sue. Cain, . down town, and | Sue asks her to a card party. :Lily needs some new clothes, and finally calls up Stajey to aco if he will pay for them. He does, and their old affair starts up again, this time all their meetings being in secret. But | people find out about them—that fs, | everyone but Pat docs. | Things reach a climax ‘on Christ- mas eve, when Pat finds a watch | that Staley has sent his wife. They | quarrel and e tells her that she would better leave him at once, in- be a lot more of him, I wouldn't mind a rabbit. Of course, a frouse would taste good, t00. T can't seem | to make up my mind just what to g0 looking for. 1 guess I'll just take a little trot around in the woods and see If I can find some tracks.” Bllly Mink doesn’t sit long at a | time, No sooner bad he made up his mind what he would do than he was off, bounding alorg through the Green Forest and psing thos: keen “little eyes of his for all they were worth. There isn't much that Billy 1isses. He is one of the smartest, slyest, quickest-witted lunters of whom 1 knoy. Presently Billy came to soma tracks in the snow. He stopped and looked at them. He did more than 100k at {hem—he smelled of them. way he never travels far. I ought to find him before very long. And if } do find him and have any luck at all, he would travel any more. v, a dinner of hare certainly w 1 |taste good! My, my, it's a long time &ince I've had a dinner of hare!” So Billy Mink traveled along a v tlc faster than he had been going. He was following the footprints of Jumper the Hace. He was 80 intent ion what he was doing and thinking of what a good dinner Jumper ths Hare would make that he didn’t no- {tice a slim, trim form bounding {along over the snow just ahead of him, He didn’t notico that little slim, “trim white form until a familiar | odor tickled his nose, Jt was fa. miliar becaus it was very like the | scent he himself lcaves wherever he runs. It was the scent of the Weasel stead of after Christmas, as she had planned. She goes, not wanting te at first; but by the time she.gets | home to her father’s house she 18 rather refieved. Her parenta are at | byt tho posy giow of tho fige that {a neighboring Hot Springs, because | fogter Belle had made in the living |of her father’s illness, and a slat-| ooy, pefore she left for the after- |ternly servant, named Hester Belle, | nqon 1o mect one of the two men is looking after the house. Tdly |38 0 B o er. There wasn't keeps her-busy waiting on her, and\, ong iy 1t,. either. on Christmas day she has breakfast | 71 0 Mo BT when he in bed for the first time since her | 6% BE00 L R | honeymoon. She gets dressed and | 'S8 ORIt L taia | decides to telephone Staley to let!y; yue ang gtick and topeoat on the ihim know where she "" -"l‘“ a8 8he | hat table, and: took her in his arms, [reglien for the phope 4t Fings. “This is just like old times, isn'€ NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY |0 ysked, huskily. “Just like it | was last spring, before you had even seen that cab driver—" He kissed Fer forehead, and he would have V'igsed her mouth, but Lily wriggled herselt out of his arms. “Ah, we mustn't do this now,” #he #aid to him, “Remember that I'm still another man's wife. We must be very careful what we do for the next few months, Staley, until She | I'm free. ! “Sinicc when aré you so careful?” Staley wanted to know, with a laugh, und Lity wondered if he realized that she did not want him near her —that somchow, the thought of his sses ‘made her cdid all over. “Let's go to Ste's house! sald, brighly. “I'm just dying to sce the crowd when we burst in upon them—togetlier! Lspecially lite, and she had put the very | And Barncy! I suppose she thinks thought of Pat out of her mind. |she has you all hooked, doesa’t “He practically orderod ‘me out of | she?? ¢ my own Home,” she thought, with| Staley shobk his head as he helped the house was almost dark When he came. There was no light in it, CHAPTER XLVI1 1 Lily picked up the telephone. “Hello,” shé said into the meuth- plece, and almost ‘before the Httle word was off ner lips she heard Pat's voice. “I'm down at my Dad's house,” he began, “and I thought that maybe you' Lily waited to hear no more. slammed the receiver back upon its little black hook, and banged the : telephone down upon the hall table. | “As if T cared wheré he 15 or what ; he thinks!” she sald to herself. “As it T cared gne single rap!” | K She reall) did net care, at that time. 8he was all dressed and ready | to scc Staley Drummond. sShe was tack in her old home and her old up Staley’s home telephone number 'fur gollar.arcund ker neek, his fin- in the divectory and gave it. | gers stroked her cheeks for an in- His Japancse butler answered her | stant. “Please let me Kiss you—just ring. Lily recognized his voice after |otice for a Christmas present—be- /all the menths that had gone by More we go,” he hegged, and while since ahe had heard jt—and it was |Lily shook’ her head and pushed a welcome souad. | tim away, she thought of Pat, who | “Pretty soon, Ito, yow'll be taking 'never asked her for kisses, but sim- orders from me,” she said to him, ply took them when he wanted silently, while aloud she asked him them. . . . Pat had his good points if Mr. Drummond were at home. | as™well as his bad ones. He was, and his volca became | “A men who gsks for a sharp with eagerness when ehe told doesn’t deserve one,” she’ said to him where she was, “I'll come over Stalcy, with a giggle, when she was as soon as I finish my dinner,” he out of his reach. told her. “They're having a parly at | The Caias’ huge house was pack- Cains’ house. We'll go together ana ! ed with people when Lily and Sta- surprise them all, what?" |ley Drummond got there at | It flashed through Lily's mind o'clock. Shadows danced on that Pat never would have stopped drawn shades that were to finish dinner under these circum- | goldenly from within. stances, if she Tiad beep telephoning | The strect outside was filled with nim instead of Staley—and he never “iotor cars that meved slowly up would have wanted to drag her off and down’like barges through the | to a party first thing, either. He blue river of the dusk. | would have wanted her all to him- | The winute the door opened to let ! self. them in, the sound of chatter and | But then, Staley was not Pat. He laughter rushed out .to them tn i never had been the exciting, pell- wavea. Somcone was singing, “When mel) most of person that Pat was.!Day Is Done” in a nasal soprano, | He was older and more settled than nd nobody was listening to it. | Pat, and he took things more caln- | Lily caught bits of sentences as Iy. | she made her way up the stairs to | the dressthg room, . . . “We're go- ! fine,” she answered. “What time will ing to Cuba for & month, just to get you come for me?" | some good liquor for a change.” And the, by some trick of crossed | . ‘Paid three hundred doliais | wires, Pat'’s voice came to her fn- md all the beads came off I stead of the other man's. “Hello, “So I said, if you insist upon kiss five the lighted “All right, Stale; that will be | | for it, she | part of her brain, while she looked | her into her coat. As he pulled the Money Love w.fiimslur, .. “The Hollywood Girl,* Ete. considerable difficulty in keeping her fingernails in the,condition she liked because of their extreme brit- tieness. 8he wished to know how to corvect this trouble. As it is more or less common, I Will answer her' question bere, thinking it may be o¢ general intercat, 4 Brittiencss of the nalls may corrected by scaking them in s0apy water for at least minutes daily, and ing them well with oil, though for this purpese a plain bland oil is best. Olive or almond ofl are exc:llent, but Janelige, made from the natural dressing which nature furaishes sheep for the care of thelr wooly coats, i» “|even better. Lanoline s an animal “Lily! 1t's good to age you & gain!” she'said, and kismed hos everyons to have, And Sue knew that they were successes because people were always ‘“‘passing out of the picture” at them, and having to be taken home and put to bed. And lot glasses tilled with ¢old cooked to- mato juice, which was wonderful, s0 | Bue said, for making people sober and settling their stomachs after a night of hard drinking. She was standing at the bottom of {the stairs whea Lily came down, and she had one of the “figgers” In her hand. “Here, down this and stop | singing grief,” she sang out. “Sta- ley's walting for you over there ir the doorway,” Lilw spw him. He had a “jigger” in his hand, too, but he was nou [ him he set the glass down upon the | top of a high French desk near him | and turned to wait for her. In the center of the arch above the door hung a great bunch of mistletoe, tied with a bright scarlet ribbon. Lily did not see it as ahe pmpns.] uader it, to tuck her arm into | :“Let’s find a qulet corner,” ane | was beginning to sey, when he suds. | denly caught her in his arme &ne ;klssegi her violently . and squarely upon *the mouth, As Lily strugglea to get away from him, he kissed her {again, Then, just as suddenly, he let her go. i There was a laugh in the reom | beyond, where a whole group ot people had\turned to watch him, ! . «. People always looked at Staley | Drummond. Not because he was | handsome, for he was not. Not be- cause he was extremely interosting, ! for he was not always that. But simply because he was Staley Drum- mond, one of the richest bachelors in town. “He was just wild about this Mrs, Fran¢e—little Lily Lexipgton, she was, and a great friend of my | daughter,” Lily heard Mrs. Cain ex- plaining later 0 an out-of-town | guest of the Barney family. “Then ! <he married her mother's chauf- | feur—just a wild child’s fancy, ¥ | supposc. But the marriage secms to have gonc on the rocks, and every- | thing secma to he smooth sailing for | Staley Drummond again, He kissed {her as if he mecant it, dign't he And they both laughed pleasantly. Lily was very quiet .all the rest | of the day, and inswered Staley ‘n little soft sentences when he ppoke to her, as they sal gide by side in a aim corner of the Cains’' library. “You shouldn’t have kissed me,” &hie #a.d once. and looking at her, Staley saw that she was rubbing her | lips with, hér handkerchicf. “You | know I'mr still married to Pat—it's not, rigrt.” “You to:d me yourself, that s | man who'd ask for & kiss didn’t ds | serve one,” Staley :nterrupted. “So T just took you ut your wor Lilv nodded absently. She wos | back in the France family’s parlor they always wound up with & tray | | drinking it. While Lily watched i pogeetl SO0 g en product and fatended to keep in good cendition & fiber wool, which 15 of similar composition to the nalls. ~ But lanoline or wool fat is of such a heavy and smeary conaist- ency that it is rather objectiosable to handle, so I would ad Reats ing it before applying. com- bining olive oll, almond oll and lanoline . {n equal quantities, ' you may enjoy the distinctive, indi- vidual benefits of each of these olls, overcome the unpleasant stickiness of the lanoline, and have an effectiva carrective for brittle nalls. Copyright, 1928, NEA Service, Inv, Your Health How To Keep Tt— ‘BY DR. MORRI§ FISHBEIN Soms thousands of years =ago it was belleved that pestilence or. plague was due to a general putrid condition of the air and that such putrefaction was brought about by influences wrought by the gods-or by the stars, Moro than 100 years before definftely. the causes of various in- fectious disesses, methods of fumigation consisted of the ¢vap- oration of perfumes, with the idea of diaguising the odors of putre- faction rather then to get rid of the speeific infection. 5 | In 1867, it was customary to | put pieces of camphor about the clothing of thoss .who were not siek, Wnd occasionally to thoew =ome gamphor on a Lot stove with a view ts killing infections 'that might be prestnt. * As soon ‘ss Fasteur demon. strated definitely the relationship of certain germs to disease, it be- came possible to plan disinfection with a view to killing the specific rms. Since it has been ashown that insccts act in many instances as the carriers of germs and are thus responsible for the spread of zuch diseases as typhua fever, malaria and yellow fever, disinfecsation is as important in these conditions as disinfection in relation to. other disorders. ‘The control of typhus fever in- volves the fsolation of ‘tife patient: the killing of all insects, particu- larly body lice that may be on the patient or his clothing, or on the bed linen; the application of a similar procedure to persons asso- cialsd with the patient and to his immediate surroundings. Life's Niceties Hints on Etiquette L 1. If-a gu before meal ful thing to do? 2. ‘Where does the hostess wait for her guest 3. Who suggests seeing the house, garden and so on? The Answers 1. Ofter her a glass of milk, tea or orange juice. 2. Bhe goes downstairs and lets her guest take her time. arrivea somse time what 18 a thought- Beware of Your Cough or Cold When it Hangs On There's danger for you when your cough or cold sticks and hangs on for days and weeks, That is real danger. - A tough, stub- born cold can bo the f of lorerunner nia or flu. These and lh&rlihmm en your throot feels tight and you are coughing for & week or more after you should bewell; when you don’t feel good; when you aren’t yourself after a cold; when it hangs on and on, go and get Creomulsion. Millions know its merits. It soothes and relieves; it helps you to fight off dangerous maladies, We guarantee relief -for your cough or cold, when you follow directions, Your money back if it doesn’t help. Not as simple as it looks is this Jenny creation, part of an ensemble. French blue appliques o wool morocain trim a straight white crepa.de chine frock which is cut with skirt dipped several inches in back. Ap- pliques similar to those on the dress appear also_on the coat of dark blue georgette crepe. was next story: “The roon The stcamship Leviathan uses €9,. 606 pounds of potatoes on & sum- mer trip. Answer to Saturday's MRIEWIET1 IS IMIVILILIE R] [OJVIRIAIR[I TAISJHOIRIE] futee, | and EL [DIE[R] NI T TATPIETTIOIS Wl S IHOISSIAMRE IRAISTETS] TSILIES IS INORITH [ALIPRRTIUINIE] adnf [SIAINJAINITIOINI T IONRRIE] | E———T— e family, to which Billy belongs, Then | (his ¥ou. Llly'."". he was asking. “We | having every Sunday ‘off, you can* | for a minute, and she was listening | 3. It is courtsous to wait until clnl“nnn Tu he Tooked up and saw Just aicad of | VI - R T ¥ i k'l;n;:y gh:"::w .\:‘:r"-vo:»k always| to A r'v'\o'Iher ;c;:ldn:t;:ol);r-‘l:ll?- ithe :uc-l asks to be ahown 1im a black spot. That i | cllo, , e jes t Sunday e son for having B e on {around. . i ‘.’_‘:hi‘-;l"“"-_k":‘r"‘;"‘“_*s'""‘:‘;:‘g‘ ! Staley's voice now in her car. “Ij Thu same old chatter! Unimpor |the day when she married Pat. - ! He knew it instantly for just what | *d 1'd be over about four o'clock, | f'”" and trivia), it r.':\rrfl\ol:‘!s had | “It may be an old custom, a3 you | 935 is the classified ad number of it was—the 5 of ihe tafl of hin! Lily. Do you h\."ur me G {2 r.xlwmrmmx sound in Lily France's | say,” she had told Roy severely, “but [the Hersld. littls cousin, Bfiadow the Weass, | [ hear you,” Lily said. “Good- cars that aft2rnoon. Oh, it was good | the way I lopk at it is that when a | B0y wowdlad. Tnenty thire ok an | ;." S iy ,lo'!I‘)‘\:t';(:l(;:”émr:::x‘(]:ns“!w’npla ‘\hll‘\\ohzl\'! m;fl'lod her ll;‘un belo:: to N 4 sl i 4. Bhado Of sourse, she \.‘ Al b PuEh| O t : you vere doing wrong | ter hushand—even on her wedding 'm.- lw""'-vh_d Lydia E. ‘0owcis, b 0 i s At | 0 FAC TRNCE Joroven end EHEE 0 D00 ik aictpurat or, 100l B Unkeyed letters in this puzsle arc| 6. Rabbit. s Vogetable Com. | “\" (", % “caviireet site un Bat stie digw't want Tim o know ) drink or patted your mouth with| Lily kept thicikiag of her, and few and far between. At the same| 7. Wing part of a seed. pound Always Helpful o re s e w sumecasy | that she was on with the nes Jose— | indelible lip stick. These people who | then of Sue's mcthci—and of the [$iine @hokt mpasl G AOIVIEE faTHiot] 8. Minor note: A —_— 4 ! lor was Btaley her old love? — 60| knew how to dress as Sadve Jetter- | way she had laughed when ghe said: very likely because of the unusual Not copied or reproduced. Vinton, Jowa—“When 1 was The Hunters | S00R. . After all, Pat, was still | con never would know how to dress, | “He kissed her 2y §f he meant ft, ,.-.,‘,ig. % i St . Cr: . seventeen years Tgv l’"hgr!n"“: ey ® | her husband. |If she lived o be three score and |didn't hel” The kiss had been a : Hortsontal |13, Decays. from Sehool.” T s L i oiaengie | e westinls Lnmetiols B0 ot the fire i SroE Al Rl e fioally had toquit M e e aiio (i dressing | For the first time since she had 6. To dedic te. Merchandise. SN, T it 5c Meflfl fflf ‘he Fam:ly" at Pat had buen speking to oy, | 100m, Just off Suc's big bedroom. | met Fat's mother seven months bes Variant of “a." . Lights. SHIk. T Eueres Hello, Pat,” she said. There was | And just as sho was takipe off her | fore, Lily found herself agreeing . Resembling spores. . Delicately colored jewel forabouttwo D . cave, Sue, herself, came funning in | with her. . Constellation. . Uncommon. dyears before I BY SISTER MARY She jiggled the hook up “and ' from the hall. Her cyes were bright (TO BE CONTINUED) Iron trees. . Acrobat. took Lydia E Breakfast—Grape fruft sections, | down. “Hello—Pat?" she asked, and | with weleome, and she was smiling . Provided. . Forerunner. Pinkham's Vegs. creal, cream. soft cooked eggs, |after enother second or two e from ear fo car Toward. Pertaining to a chrysalis, table Compound, «ornmeal waffles, gyrup, milk, cof- | spoke to her. | “Staley told me you were here!™ T insctibe. Sour. then I picked up 1+¢ | “Well, it dian’t “take yoil long 1o ' she cried. “Oh, Lily, it's 50 good to | . Btall in an opera house. . Rotating member of an electrical Luncheon—Bean souffle, brewn | get Drummond pack on your string, sce you again! Are you back to | ‘Wrenches a ligament. machine. i read and butter sandwiches, apple did 17 he aeked. “Gosh, and to stay? What's happened? I never Large noctarnal animal. . Having large prominent bones. | mgan taking thc ond celery salad, grape tapioca. think I used to think what a good saw anybody look so happy as Staley | Portions. . Door rug. n . Now I am a hous | wife you wore. What a sap I've | Drummond.” o Mortal. % . Holf an em. keeper with six children, and , potatoes | been, haven't 17 Lily carefully rubbed . rouge on, N ore es . Minute skin openings. . Sun god. Bave taken it hefore each ome laked with checse, stowed tomatoes, | His voice was filled with bitter- | the.soft lobes of hercars. “I reckon | Student of the law. . Masculine pronoun. was born. 1 cannot tell you all |orange puff pudding, milk, coffee. | mess, and he hung up. The click of | T am back to sta 10" she said. 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