New Britain Herald Newspaper, May 16, 1928, Page 12

gt e NEW BRITAIN bAILY HERALD, WEDNESDAY, MAY 16, 1928. “Revelations Awake and Her Own Heart | ‘Warms to Dicky. 1 It was many days before we dis- | covered the meaning of the ques- | tion Harry Underwood kept repeat- ing in his delirium. “Well! L1, | how about it? WIIl it do?" And| while that question and the one of | life itself for the intropid adventur- | cor lay delicately balanced upon the | scales of fate, all our littls world of | the farmhouse was animated by but one thought, anxiety for the man | who had made so effective and spec- | tacular an atonement for his crazed, drink-caused treachery to his coun- try, and to Dicky, his best friend, in the early days of our participation n the World War. The farmhouse was unwontedly uiet durin gthese days of watching, s number of occupants materially reduced. Allen Drake had gone with the cringing, baffled Sergius for the final steps in the crushing of the| conspiracy of which even now I had | far from complete knowledge. The | Princess Olina, recovering from the | shock of the night, had risen to the occasion with a resourcefulness gur- prising to me. | “I'm going to The Tarches at| cnee," she said the morning after the capture of Sergius, “and you must let take everybody over | thers who isn’t needed here. That| will give you a quiet house for Mr.| I 'nderwood, and it will be my salva- | tion. T should go insane over there ! y myself.” “I accept vour offer gladl said promply, for it at once solved| . distressing problem for me. Be-| ‘ove nightfall, Mother Graham, zeal- | ously guarding Junior, Mary Harri- | son, outwardly submissive, but in-| wardly raging at her enforced prox-| imity to the girl she so disliked; | Marion, Lillian's winsome daughter, | ignorant of the fidentity of the| wounded man, and vaguely troubled | at being separated from her mother, and finally, Katherine, secretly | charged with the task of keeping| peace triumphant in the oddly as- sorted group—all these were cozily installed in The Larches. In the farmhouse beside the wounded man | and the nurses, were left my father, |illian, Dieky and myself, with| ikatie and Jim to take care of us. My father, though not seriously | ill. was decidedly not well, his con-| dition aggravated by excitement, | and T spent much of my time in his voom, evading Dicky as much as| passible. 1 had been curiously up- sct on the night of the capture of | Sergius by my fear for my hus-| band's safety, and by my nu-m-.d; pride fn the way he unexpectedly Jominated the situation. Ever since; Uhat night the realization that I was | capable of such reaction toward icky had troubled me sorely. T had schooled mysel? Ko long to compara- tive indifference toward his actions or his opinions that it was as if that| srotestion suddenly had been strip- | ped away. 1 did not know my own | heart or mind. T only knew that 1/ wanted to keep out of my husband's | until T had the opportunity to, vze my feelings and decide what | attitude 1 meant to take toward| him. _ { That another emotional conflict, similar to mine, and yet, different, was going on in Lillian's heart, 1 Lnew from the deeply etched lines around her mouth, and her haggard pallor whenever 1 saw her. My problem concerning simply my own | lieart and my husband’s was much Joss complicated tham Tillian's | Against her quixotic conscience- lushed conviction that she was re- <ponsible for the wreck which Harry | I'nderwood once had made of his life; and her desire to atone to him, wore pitted her lavended-sconted memories of her romance with Rob- o1t Savarin, and her adoration for jer young daughter, Marion, the| ruling passion of her life | It was on the fourth day after the ysiclan had pronounced danger | yast for Harry Underwood that Lil-| lian summoned me wa “Will you bring Marion over to vour room and lct me sce her hear Of course,” T =aid quietly, but 1] had hard work fo keep from x claiming at her dead white face and the look in her evea 1 was sure that ghe had come to some momen- tons decision ‘And will you send a message to Phil to come over some time to E Harry 18 anxions to sen | T nodded. but T gave that miessage 1o Dirky. Not in these davs of higl trigger heriousness would 1 en-| danger an eaplosion hy myzel? tele. | phontng mv emplover. Then T hur ried to The larches returning al- most immediately with Marion, whem T ushered nto my room where Lillian waa waill far her v heart ached for hoth of them as 1 cloged the daor zently, for 1 kn hing akin fo tragedy nterviex hefore them. A half hour later Marion fine face pale, but smiling. and with her mother's arm around her, went down the hall to her stepfather's room. Before that interview was finished Dicky came to my door. | “Mr. Veritzen is downstairs” said stiffly. “Will you come down? ‘Please tell that T am un-| able to ses anyons today.” 1 an- swored with an odd thrilled amuse- ment at seeing Dir from its grimness. “Marion - Harry's 1oom nows with Lillian. As | soon as they come ont I'll send yon | there was som. in the came her | he | him v's face relax is Ve zen can l(i”\"‘ up. | When Lillian brought her young | daughiter from the sick man's room | and put her into her own to rest— | 1 guessed intuitively that Marion | would not go back to The Larches | —it was Dicky himseif, on his best | behavior, who escorted my »mp!uy-f cr to the sick s room. and | who ushered him cercmoniously | from 1 e house was ended. T d relief as 1 he hen the v a long b d his car roll Later, of course, 1 would go to my work with him—ny contract | was not yvet ended—hut just now T | nas oo eniotionally shaken, too ah- &orhed in a more vital problem to tolerate any distraction Hours afterward, when the in- valid had wakened from a reatful nap, Lillian came to me again. | LOVE'S EMBERS Adele Garrison’s Absorbing Sequel To Beginning a New Serial Madge Sees Lillian's Smoldering Love of a Wife” “Harry wants vou and Dieky to come to his room,” she said hurried- ly. “Don’t act surprised at what he will tell you. I don’t want him to think there is anything extraordi- nary about it. And don't be af- fected by the decislon I have made. Your problem is different from mine. Don’t be rushed into a solu- tion of it.” ‘When we came into the sick reom the invalid looked up at us with his old twisted grin. “Well! Lady Fair!” he sald, “I'm like a kid with a Christmas present, can’t wait until I show off te my pals—and you and the Dicky-bird are those—all there are. I couldn't wait any longer to let you know that the old girl here is going to give me another chance, and so help me—-" “Tell them about the play, Harry,” his wife interposed hastily. “Don’t want any of the solemn oath business, eh? LiI?" he said ahrewdly. “Well! I can’t blame you. It's like this,” turning his face toward us again. “A while ago I sent old Phil Veritzen a play, anony- mously, but it seems the fox knew my style or thought he did. Any- way, he's going to give it a bang- up production, and wants another one. So I'll be able to provide a bit of jam for the ‘wife and the kid- die.’ " He drawled the absurd words in his old ridiculous fashion, and we all laughed with a heartiness that showed under what a tension we were all laboring. But T saw his face paling, realized the interview was too much for hia strength and signaled as much to Lillian. He would not let us go, however, until he made us form a circle of hands with him. “The old quartet together again,” he murinured weakly when he had humored his sck fancy. “Just like the old times. God's in His Heaven, and all the rest of it."” My knees were trembling so that I could hardly walk from the room. Dicky atopped me just outside the door. “I don't expect you to subscribe to that speech,” he said, “However —don’t you think we could make an attempt to pick up the pieces again?” But T could not hear in his voice the note which would have made the appeal irresistible. Without it I could not yield, wholl: “I don’t know, Dic T said sor- . “But at least I'm willing to try.’ He caught me to him with a little stifled exclamation, Kissed me roughly, then almost pushed me away. We'll start from tbat, then,” he said as he walked swiftly to his own room, leaving me uncertain if he meant my words or his caress. But I was certain of one thing at least. The embera of my love for Dicky had not died out altogether. They still were capable of flame. (End of LOVE'S EMBERS.) “love's Awakenlng,” & new serial, by Adele Garrison, begins tomorrow, Copyright, 1928, Newspaper Feature Bervice, Inc. ages 9/ Mav 18 (M The hodice of Chantilly lace erosses over in front nd sagh ends are wiapped around 1lmoat-normal waistline to the bark whera they tie and hang in ong ends. The skirt is dipped in Fack by means of a sewed panel. Taffeta flowers complete the Span- et Fashion Plaque Effective is the beige folt ha! that 'decorative as you like. The dinner | has an allever pattern painted on ita crown. in browns 1t dress of black taffeta and ! Once Overs This puzzle has no unkeved let- ters and no two-letter words. No. 6 vertical appears to be an ideal point for the take-off. 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D. Batchelos Boplstered U. 8. Petent Oppies ‘Gig,_ What Say You to the Prof?, Thinks Women Do Not Amount ‘to Much. [ Albany, Y., May 16. — Girla, | the Professor evidently doesn't like you. In fact, the pet bellef of the | Prot, is that women don’t amount to & row of pins. And the Prof., Dr. | Cody Marsh, ought to know, for isn't | he a former professor of psychology | at George Washington University. Dr. Marsh is all for getting the s0-calgy weaker sex to grow up. Maturity, the ieaving behind of their |pet words, *darling,” ‘“precious,” “angel,” “cute” and their flair for ribhons, silks and fluffs would en- able women to “grow up to an in- tellectual and emotional aduithood,"” he Women have never done any- thing important,” says ©Dr. Marsh. | “With the possible exception of | Ssappho, they haven't a single chievement to their credit. “The larger fortunes possessed by women have been obtained only | by inheritance or as alimony or | heart balm. In business, as in poli- tics, woman is just doing the dishes. | And also, as a companion to man, ! woman is a failure, There is no such thing as perfect companionship be- |tveen men and women.” From which, dear ladies, we take it that the Doctor is a bachelor — ,but we haven't any way of knowing. CERSIARIA] RJR[oJolSIE[VE ] (IR IRRIELS] NJMOIWL] (TTOINS AL [OAINI L] [STALV M NS I I [ 4| (e (ML IAlC|Tle]alL JE N B 00 D _80E 0 TTo[TANE N[0 MDIAIN] Ol [LITIAlc] [TIRIAID) RIEMNS [E[VIE]RIAIL A [[RIOIW[N[e Bl TIRIAIDIE D] Menus of the Family| BY SISTER MARY She celebrated her dedlsion to re- Breakfast—Chilled grape julce, | turn to work by achieving the high- cereal, eream, scrambled eggs with | est single average of any member of bacon, whole wheat oven toast, milk, | the (‘hi Omega sorority group, which }xWoman Seeks Decree After 8 Years’ Lapse | Columbia, 8. C., May 16. (#— Ab- sence of eight years from college has proven no deterrent to Mrs. Irene Wellwood, who is seeking a degree at the University of Sowth Carolina this year. #liced cucumbers, prune whip, milk, coffee. Rolled Oats Drop Cookies One-half cup butter, 1 cup sn- gar, 2 eggs, 1 cup flour, 1 eup roll- | ed oats, 1 cup seeded and chopped raising, 1-2 cop echopped nut meats, 1 teaspoon baking powder, |1 teaspoon cinnamon, 1-2 teaspoon grated nutmeg, 1-4 teaspoon salt. marriage caused her to withdraw from Vassar College eight vears ago, hut she is determincd to complete her college work. Expressing the opinfon that wo- men cannot find a satisfying life in a round of teas, bridge and house- work when they have stopped their education, Mrs, Wellwood intends to tour Europe this summer to per- Cream butter and _sugar. Add|fect her knowledge of French so eggs well beaten. Mix and <ift [ {pat ghe may teach flour, salt, baking powder and spices and add to first mixture. Add nuts and raisins and roled oats run through a coffee grinder. Mix thoroughly and drop from a teaspoon onto an oiled and floured baking sheet, Flatten alightly and bake twelve ntinutes in a moderately hot oven. Copyright, 1928, Service, Ine Wash Silk Blouses Copy Form of Jacket Paris, v 16. (P —Dlouses with jacket fronts are introduced by a fashion house which shows them in satin trimmed with lace. The blouses have double breast- ed closings and revers and some. times collars, like jackets, The to be are meant worn ontside the akirt, Some of the newest hlouses have surplice or double breasted — clos- lings, although they are worn in- side the skirt. Lingerie blouses of finely em- ! broidercd or hand-drawn work are ! gradually working their way hack| to favor. They are worn with long | coat ensembles as well as suits | coffee, in turn showed the highest scholas-_ Luncheon—Cold sliced veal loaf. | i average of any women's group potatoes hashed in cream, lattuce [on the campus aalad, atewed rhubarb, rolled oats| Mra. Wellwood is the wife of Ar- drap cookies, miik, tea. thiur R. Wellwood, resident engineer Dinner—Clear sonp, baked hali- ) ot the Saluda power dam under | but teaks, shoe string potatoes, | construction 17 miles from here. Her Betty Carstairs Constructs Boat to Attempt Mile-a-Minute Voyage Across Atlantic Ocean Fetty Carstatrs, rollicking English lass with American blood in her veins, is maturing plans for a 60-hour motorboat trip from Iveland to New York behind the most powerful engine ever put in such a craft. The girl, whase name #s already famous in boat-racing circles, is shown above m two poscs. Cowes, Tsle of Wight, May 16. () Some Facts of Food Interest —Betty Carstair: England's best | Data About Goat'’s Milk known “tomboy,” who is half Amer- ican, is supervising here the last and Its Value, touches on her new 78-foot motor boat, in which she hopes soon to cross the Atlantic ocean in about BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN Editor Joumal of the American Medical Association and of Hy- 60 houra. The boat is almost finished, and Reia, the Health Magazine A few months ago there appeared as soon as it slips off the ways at the Saunders Works Miss Carstairs in this column a brief statement relative to certain German and will pilot it on a trial trip to a point on the west coast of Ireland, yet to Dutch investigations concerning the milk of goats, be selected. There she will awalt good weath- er to £tart speeding to New York at the rate of ahout 60 miles an hour. This epeed will be maintained The publication of that ltem ap- parently aroused the resentment of many breeders of goats, Thus two owners of a goat ranch in California refused to believe that as long as possible, Greatest secrecy 1is being observ- goats tend to herd in the shade rather than in the a&unlight, re- ed as to the date of her departure, which will not previously be an- nounced. She expects to start some time in June and not later than fused to believe that goats have tu- berculosis in the same way that cows do, and resented any unfav- orable mention of goat's milk. early in July. Her craft is fitted with a Napier- | Lion aeroengine, similar to those used by Captain Malcolm Campbell when he broke the world's auto speed record at Daytona Beach, Florida, and by the British eea- plane which captured the Schneider Cup at Venice. It ‘has 12 cylinders set in three rows in the ahape of an arrow. They are capable of de- veloping 875 horsepower. The en- gine weighs 850 pounds. Its com- pression ratio is ten to one, and experts say it is one of the most | highly developed petrol engines in existence. Although Miss Caratairs plans to pilot the craft herself all the way across the western ocean, she will carry two or three mechanics with her. ‘The boat is designed to carry four persons. It has a speclal wire- sewn hull which makes it strong Tittle Friend Brings News enough to withstand the shocks it Azl will receive in a choppy sea and yet not be unduly heavy. Every avail- able inch of space will be loaded with ‘petrol. 8o assured s she of success in | her spectacular venture that she has ordered @hother motorboat of By Thornton W. Burgess The whole wide world ears It it but hint of scandal hears. —Old Mother Nature has open similar build sent to Detroit, where The home of Little Friend the she will try to erown her motor | Song Sparrow was in a bush just boating career in August on lake |outside the old stone wall on the Michigah by winning back the Brit- ish International trophy which the United States has held sinca the world war. The present motor hoat world speed record, held in the | United States, 18 §0.50 miles per hour, Miss Carstairs, a step-daughter of Dr. Serge Voronoff, noted Austrian rejuvenation expert, inherited a large sum of money from her grand- father, one of the founders of the Standard Oil company. Few women can claim to versatile. 8he maintains a studio in Chelsea. &he is an adept ama- teur musiclan and dancer, plays tennis, rides horses and motorcy- cles, and is a noted practical joker. She is a elever hostess whose in- vitations are eagerly sought by the bright young people of Mayfair. Her great interest 1is motorboat racing ang heretofore her most not- edge of the Old Orchare. It was a very thick bush and Little Friend's comfortahle nest was well hidden. Mrs. Sparrow had scen to that. So it was that very few of the little folk who lived in the OIl4 Orchard knew just where Little Friend's nest was, For one thing, they were so much occupied with their own af- fairs that they were not concerned with his. They felt it was none of their busine: But Rally 8ly the Cowbird had discovered that nest. Sally Sly knew all ahout it. She had watched the building of it. You see, from the very start she Lad designs on that nest. Yea, sir, she had had designs on that nest. She had intended to make use of it. Now, she had ale ready done =o0. She had lald an egg in that nest. There it was beside one of Mrs. Sparrow's eggs and Mrs. he &0 Sparrow was grief-stricken. Little .}bls successes have been with her |Friend was more angry than ‘Newg,” with which -she won the |grieved. He was mad clear through. King's Cup two years ago and in which ehe was second in last year's Duke of York's trophy race. Her 15-ton cutter “Sonia” has been fly- ing winning pennants for five years. In three seasons motor boat racing she won 46 flags in 73 races. Although she was born in Lon- Straight over into the Old Orchard he flew and began to call in a voice that meant trouble. Right away, the other feathered folk came fly- ing over to him. “What is the trouble, Little Friend?"” cried his cousin Chippy the Chipping Sparrow. don some twenty-six years ago,| “Trouble enough, Cousin Chippyt Miss Marian Barbara Car:tnirsltrouhle enough!” exclaimed Little spent the greater portion of her Friend. “Sally Sly has visited our life in the United States. She is |nest.” related to the John D. Rockefellers “Tut, tut, tut!” exclaimed Jenny on her mother's side. Long ago Wren. “What of that, Little Friend? she ceased to be called anything | What of that? Did she steal or | but “Betty” or “Joe” by her friends. | break one of your eggs?” In 1916 she went to Jrance to| “No,” replied Little I'riend. “{We |drive an ambulance. She also | had only one cgg there and she drove an ambulance in Ireland dur- ing the turbulent Easter Rebellion period. i Miss Carstairs twith the hazards lantie trip, didn’t disturb that.” “Then what are you making such a fuss about?” demanded Jen ! cocking up her tail in that pert Wa): {of hers, is ‘not worricd of her transat- although she s well | aware that if she strikes any float- “She left an cgg of her |there,” replied Little Friend. own Tel. 923 ;;4 tell Heraid Classified Ads, ew Britain— Reckless driving sometimes has lan elevating influence- ing debris, or even a good-sized ;mh on her speedy voyage, her boat is apt to go straight to the bottom. “Oh!" exclaimed Jenny, and for {once could find nothing more to | say. Admits Suggested Clpims The editor of a periodical for those interested in goat's milk dairies urges that goat's milk is superior to cow's milk as a food, that it is more eaasily digestible, that it has greater antirachitic power than cow's milk, and that goats sel- dom, it ever, have tuberculosis. The editor of the periodical, how- ever, admitted that goat's milk is not a medicine but simply a food, and that many of the exaggerated claims made for it are unwarranted. It is generally well known that milk as a food {is insufficlent in iron. For this reason persons fed on an exclusive milk diet tend to become anemic, whether cow’'s milk | or goat's milk. Attempts have been made to in- crease the {iron content by the feeding of various rations to which iron had been added. However, the evidence showed definitely that it is difficult to take care of this de- ticlency of milk in general by adding iron to the food. In his book on “Diseases of Chil- dren” Dr. Julius Hess pints out that there is no cssential chemical dif- ference between the constituents of the casein of goat's milk and that of cow’'s milk. He believes that the toagulym of goat'’s milk forms a more cofw pact and firm maas than does that of cow’s milk. He points out, more- over, that in proportion to its body weight the goat produces about twice as much milk as the cow. A good scrub or common goat will yield about two quarts of milk a day; a good toggenburg will pro- duce from three to four quarts. Dr. Hess writes that if goat's milk is obtained undes clean conditions, it is the most suitable substitute for breast milk, since it 1s not exposed to the possibility of changes and has not lost its natural properties and can be given raw, Recommendation In a report issued by the Chil- dren's Bureau of the Department ot Labor, goat's milk is strongly recommended because of the low cost to familles which can keep goats singly and which have not the money to purchase a cow, nor the space in which to keep it. In the scientifically developed herds of goats in the Univeraity of California a gallon of milk wes produced 23 per cent cheaper by the goat herd than by the cow herd. Many people fear the taste of goat's milk, but there is not the slightest reason for a bad taste it proper precautions are taken in | milking. The use of goat's milk for infant feeding has many e@- thuslastic supporters who praise it because {ts acidity 1s sald to be less than that of cow's milk and because of the relative cheapness with which a safe milk can be pro- duced. Some Infants react unfavorabiy §e cow’s milk, and for them goafs milk s invaluable. There is still some argument as to the resistance of the goat to tu- berculosis. The general impres- slon seems to be that goats are ‘leas likely to have tuberculosis than cows. On the other hand, in the southwest portion of the United States occasional cases of malta fever have appeared among goat herda, A murvey of the evidence they would seem to indicate that goat's milk when properly produced and cared for is a valuable food product. ASPARAGUS HINT When buying asparagus select straight, samooth stalks that are brit- tle and snap readily. “What is the trouble, little friend?” cried his coustn, Chippy the Chipping Sparrow ‘What are vou going to do about it delmanded S8ammy Jay, “Show | me the neat and I'll take care of that egg for yon. I wouldn't mind a g0od fresh egg on my bill of fare. Come on, Little Friend, show where that nest is.” Little Friend shook his “Thank you, Sammy,” said he. I must decline your offer. There are two eggs in that nest and you might get the wrong one.” “But if I took both I'd be sure to get the right one,” said Sammy, with a twinkle in his eyes. “Where is Sally 8ly now?” inter- rupted Sunshine the Yellow Warb- 1€r. an anxious note in hia voice. “Probably hunting for your nest,” replied Little Friend. “I hope you have it well hidden.” “Excuse me!” exclalmed Chippy the Chipping Sparrow. “I must go warn Mrs. Chippy not to leave our rest for a second.” “The same thought just struck me,” exclaimed Redeye the Vireo. “It is outrageous that such things can happen. We all ought to get to- gether and drive this Sally Bly away."” “And probably while we are huni- ing for her she would be dropping an egg in some unprotected nest,” spoke up Welcome Robin. *“The thing for you little folks to do s not to leave your nests unguarded for a moment.” | (Copyright, 1925, by T. W. Burgese) The next story: “Sally Sly Uses | Black Pussy.” me