New Britain Herald Newspaper, September 15, 1928, Page 14

- for the lot of them. , “adored” them, . the dressmake HIR COPYRIGHT - 1968 &Y NEA SERVICE. INC. THIS HAS HAPPENED 8ybil Thorne, Boston society girl, veturns from a drive in the country with Craig Newhall to find that her father has died during her absence. In order to please her father, whom she adored, Sybil had just consented to marry Craig, the most eligible bachelor in town. His death is a fearful shock to Sybil and her frail little mother. But they rally| bravely for Tad's approaching mar- | riage. | Tad, Sybil's handsome brother, | is engaged to Valeric West, an| cmpty-headed little debutante. The | wedding is three weeks off; and bil, fearfully apprehensive, specu- lates grimly. “Anything,” she reasons, ‘can| happen in three weeks. Maybe Val will elope with a coun XOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER VIL | Mrs. Thorne, engrossed in prep- aration for the marriage, was busier | than the bride's mother. 8he mono- grammed Tad's handkerc and pajamas, and debated endlessly on the problem of a real “nice wedding | e | Almost every day she made the weary round of shops and stores, pricing silver and glass, rugs and china — comparing values all the | way from Copley Square to Scollay. | Finally, in an antique shop on Charles street, she compromiscd on an ancient secretary and a high boy | with a bulging front. | “'But, Mother,” remonstrated Sybil, valerie doesn't like old things.' 1 Mrs, Thorne bristled defensively “They’ extraordinarily fine | pleces,” she said, “and there’s noth- | ing could be in better taste than | antiques.” | Craig had chosen a silver cock-| tait set: a tray, and a ammoth shaker and ma.y goble | . Poor Craig — he tried so hard to be one | of the family. bil's heart went out to him, when he discussed with Valerie the advantages of a wed- | ding breakfast as against a buffet luncheon, very solemnly, like a wise | old uncle. He listened patiently to Mrs. Thorne, who was hemming curtains for Valerie's kitchen. Did he think yellow checked gingham would be eute, or would he like plain white, banded with delft bluc? The blue would match any ordinary linoleum | Deat, of courss, but then, wouldn't| the yellow afford a pleasing con- trast? Craig was confidant and lackey He ran er-; rands for Valerie, made reserva- tions and bought tickets for Tad. Mrs, Thorne, when she took to weeping, found his shoulder always accessible, Even Mrs. West sought his advice. Craig was to be Tad's best man, and Valerie's cousin, Bertha Onts, was to be maid of honor. She was dark, and rather florid.—a little greasy looking, Sybil thought, with straight, oily hair and small eyes. An admirable contrast for Valerie blond beauty. Bertha was so dull she made| Valerie positively radiant, and more exquisite than ever. Sybil had heard that beautiful girls some- times chose ugly friends, in order to seem more beautiful themselves, but never before had she lent any credence to the notion It was to be a very simple cere- mony at St. Margaret's-by-the-Sea, the little stone chapel where Valerie's grandmother had been married 50 years before. Not that there was anything sentimental about the Wests, but only that St. Margaret's afforded such an ad- mirable solution. It was much smarter than it had been in the days of Valerie's grandmother, and the rector was very High Church, It was quite the thing to be churchy about a marriage. Jazz| weddings were distinctly passe. Dig- nity had become a sacramental thing, and Valerte, who six months before had contemplated carrying & swagger stick to the altar, itched now for sublimity. 8t, Margaret's was was, indeed, the very place for a| “little family wedding.” There scemed to be nothing even faintly disrespectful to the memory of Mr. | Thorne about getting married at| 8t, Margarct's. A city church, of | course, would have been different. austere. It | ing her hand to catch the light | dear—but Monty Tad was beginning to wonder if he had ever really known Valerie before. Her conversation was cn- tirely exclamatory, She was either or “thrilled to “despised’ things or knowing no half death.” She way emotions. | “You'll be a wreck by the time | T get you,” he told her gently, when she came to him onc evening frew: exhausted and in | tears. *“Caveman!”™ ghe retorted, and he knew she had misunderstood Valerie was not as innocent Tad had thought. She discussed their married life with a great deal of modern frankness, “I don't propose to ha dren for at told him “And if T should ever stop caring for you, T wouldn't live with you, for a single minute,” <he went on. “That wouldn't Le anything short of legalized— “Valerie! He stopped lier sternly. 1 like to hear you falking like haby. You're my little girl, and I'm erazy about yon. 1 zucss that doesn’t leave vou anything to worry about, does it?" “Oh. well!™ She dismis subject with elaborats “You can't ever fell to happen thes. d any chil- | least five years,” she jon't that nonr you ideas?” he persist into you, Valeric “Oh. 1 suppose 1've conced=d. “Onv docs, “What's got Valerie ! gift from honor, and Tad had down fo find something. He | cruised arofind the congested cireets | sccking a place to park while Val- ! erie ran into a jeweler's “I shan't'he a minute.” she prom- | ised. “Any old thing will do for ! had forgotten to brir iris for her | about diamonds. driven her ; Bertha. world what's what. me a sec.” Tad parked the car in front of a caterer’s. Valerie was to leave an order there for pastries for a lun- cheon she was having the next day, and Tad was to wait outside. An hour passed. A policemun requested him to move on. He drove up West street and down Temple Place and slowly along Washing- ton street. Ilc was beginning to worry about Valerie. Probably they had missed each other when he had to move. Perhaps he ®ad better go back to the weler's. Val would be annoyed if he kept her waiting. She had so much o do—poor Kid: He left the car at a ge in Park Square and took a taxi back. Almost two hours. Wow! Valeric'll be having a fit. He saw her first a counter, wh rested on velvet and royal purple. She hasn’t an idea in the It won't take over stones white hold- And a dinner ring Hanging precious pillows of She was on her little finger sparkled and gleamcd. A man was bending over her cyldr!t,N?vCHM bending above her. A stick hooked over his arm, and a glass in his eve. He was smiling fondly and twirling a small blond mustache. Tad had never seen Valerie look happier, nor more beautiful. He wanted to shake her as though she were a naughty child. Yet he felt a contradictory impulse to crush her to him, and kill the rest of the men who sought her smiles. He had an absurd desire to slap her foppish companion across his smil- ing crimson lips. Then Valerie saw him, and had the grace to look guilty. “Oh, Taddy! I want you to know Lord Montford. And, Monty, this is my darling flance—don’t you love hun, Monty? Isn't he beautiful! Mother and 1 met Lord Montford in London, Tad. . ., . " The men were bowing stiffly. “I'm sorry 1 Kept you waiting, just insisted upon ding present. And me choose it 1my. self. Wasn't it the funniest thing, running into him like this? The Leviathan is in this morning, you know, and Monty hasn't becn in town an hour. I think it's just the screamingest thing! “Sce my lovely present, Taddy!" Valerie held out her hand. Gravely Tad took it, and bent to look. He must be able to control his voice before he spoke. He won- dered if Valerie and her Monty had noticed how completely the dazzling thing eclipsed the solitaire on Val- erie's third finger, Of coursc they had. No wonder the idiotic sap looked so complacent, huying me a we simply MADE “You are very kind, Lord Mont- ford,” he said, and every word was barbed with the venom that choked him when he tried to speak quietly. “You are exceedingly gencrous, 1 am But I canaot permit my o valuable a gift. sure ce to accept Why, Tad!" Valerie sounded like an outraged exponent of all the conventions. “Why, Tad Thorne, what do you mean — talking like that! T will, too. The very idea! Anybody'd think. . . ." “But if Miss West wishes,” hegan Lord Montford smoothly, “I scarcely understand. “Valerie, give Lord Montford back his ring. The astonished clerk had melted discreetly into the background. A curious customer edged a little nearer. “And tell him, Valerie, that yon do not wish to accept such trinkets, because your husband will not be able to afford them for you.” “Is not that reason enough that Miss West SHOULD wish to accept them?” Lord Montford settled his glass, and gave his stick a victori- ous little swing. “No offense in- tended, 1 assure you, ny dear chap.” Valere's face was crimson, “But Tad . . ." “This is no place for a scene, Valerie, Please. 2 CHAPTER VIIT Valerie slipped the ring she said. “Tad's right. Thank you just the same." She took Tad's arm. You know, . Monty, But I'm about this big boy, t00. And an awful bad actor, Monty.” Valerie was carrying a situation with verve. Tad he had never seen Iefore, She hand “Goodby, then, old love to have you come to the ding. wouldn't w ad? And reception, 100, only for very best friends — but P having vou. Wouldn't we, “Delighted,™ murniured icily. They were shaki Montford and Valeric. “So sorry,”” he told her. “that 1 able to. But you'll look up when you run over to Lon- don? And remember me to your charming inother So seen you agam, Cheerio.” nn clown!™ thought Tad, and d a little eric’s arm Outside <he tiurned on hin Well, Tad Thorne, T don't thether T want 10 kiss you, or VO, You hig idiot, you! You ling old thing “You know I “Yes, of course Ahout 1t . And T'm al that a p I nother soun it ou're a lith imp, \: sou know it would 1 simp out of me. to live a ring like that, fron Tm er: crazy delicate ier so adorable extended her we'd the it's our we hand shan't e e curions Know lar was right, Val Thint's You . T suppose <0 “hut that isn’t iy “No,” he agres But you don't lae you know, Val. if o “Don’t be a fo01.” “You know fanlt, is A aquictiy, it to marry vou don't 1 do” ¥ she Lim =aneily Three days later they were to DWIND ELEANOR EARLY | NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER, 15, 1928, rang through the church. Sybil | had heard her at rehearsal the eve- ning before, instructing Tad. | “Speak up good and loud, dear. | Most men mumble so0 foolishly." | And now Tad was mumbling. | You could scarcely hear his: voice beyond the chancel rail. The little church’ wa: roses and all the langorous, pas- sionate odor of crimson flowers. Candles flickered in tall holders. And there was hint of incense, and the close, sweet amell of sanctity. A gold chalice stood on the altar, and a Bible dripping purple satin ribbons. “It's like Val,” thought Sybil, “getting tied up so grandly and fussily, with all this holiness. She's making it secm complicated, but that doesn't make any difference. It comes untied these days, how- ever elaborately it's knotted.” Man and wife! It was over. bent and kissed his bride. “Part of the act,” reflected 8ybil. She had inadvertently heard that, | too. | “As soon as the minister blesses | us,”” Valerie had told him, “you're to take me in your arms, Tad, like a movie lover, and kiss me very and worn a gown |8ently. Be careful not to muss me. of lavender georgette, The follow- | And if you catch your buttons on ing week she would be quite con- | My veil, I'll leave you on the spot.” scious stricken about it, fearing| They were coming up the aisle. that people might talk. Sybil had | Valerie's slim hand rested lightly clung stubbornly to black, because | on Tad's arm. She smiled to left she kuew that Valerie disliked the [and right, leaning prettily on her idea, hushand, Her dress was of black satin,| Their attendants followed them. swathed about her lithe figure, and | Bertha’s rose pink had heightened her skirt was draped and caught at|her color. &he looked hot and &n- the hip. She wore a large black | comfortable, and took Craig's arm milan, faced with flesh georget awkwardly. As they passed Sybil and pink pearls that Craig and her mother, Craig smiled again. given her. Mrs. Thorne was crying softly, Some people said she was loy ,,|.,r!and Sybil braced herself for the than the bride. Craig thought her | ordeal of ‘the reccption. There was infinitely more beautiful. to be a wedding breakfast at Som- | erset Inn. Everything very nice | and exceedingly correct. The Wests had a small apartment, and it simplified matters to have breakfast at the smart little seashore hos- | telry, . “After zll,* as Mrs. West had said to Mr. West, “Valerie's our only | daughter, and we might as well do the thing up right.” “Oh, sur conceded Mr. West heartily “We'll give Val a good sendoff.” 2 The affair was entirely ful. A muffled orchestra softly, and everything and decorous. “I suppose it's a dreadful thing to say,” remarked Mrs. West to Mr. West, as they drove home in a hired limousine afterward, “but since Mr. Thorne had to die any- way, it was the luckiest thing for 3 us that he did it just before the cre comes the bride!” wedding. Quiet weddings are com- The little orzin in the loft was | paratively reasonable, you kpow. hooming exultantly, And Valerie, | My dear, I simply shudder to think on her father's arm, marched down | what this affair would have cost the aisle. Eycs downcast, arms full |us, if the Thornes weren't in of roses, and a big, white prayer | mourning.” book in her' little hands. Mrs. West folded her hands upon She looked like a nun, devout and | her ample hosom. “It's an ill wind.” pure. Tad, coming from the vestry, |she remarked, “that blows had joined Craig. Al other eyes|good.” were for Valerie, but Sybil's dwelt compassionately on her brother. “Poor Taddy. Poor little devil. If she's not good fo you, I'll fix her Valer w Spons: “/ ried deric wore hier “misty pin and carried roses of a decper shade. She scemed more like a fairy prin- cess than a bride, and looked as | though she had risen from the heart | of a rose. Her veil billowed about her like clouds at sunrise, and everyone whispered, as they always do at weddings, “lsn’t she the love- | liest bride you ever saw!™ | Tad scemed very serious and a little pale, as he bent tenderly over his cxquisite: wife, His curly ~chest- | nut hair was graying at the temples, and though he was less vish, le appeared very hand< some. Morning clothes and silk | hats make some men grotesque and others magnificent. Tad was the Apollo type. Mrs. Thorn Tad bustled around, tell- ing everyone haven't lost a son. I've gained a daughter.” But her checr was all assumed Ior the wedding she had discarded | her heavy black i Sybil had besn dreadfully discon tented that Spring. But melancholy, which usually makes women unat tractive, had softencd her, a tinged her expression wistfully, Like most women, she needed anchorage desperately. Forlornly she clung to Craig. Wanting, and not wanting him. She had asked him to tell no one of their en- gagement. In that way, she felt that she had left a sort of loop hole Now she studicd him eritically. as he stood at the altar, waiting for the bridegroom. He caught her glance, and smiled at her with his He was really very hand- she reflected, and remem- Lered, with aquiet humor, a bit of her mother's homely adviea—"A girl could go a lot further and fare or success. played was quiet Tad and Valerie were going to drive to Montreal and Quebec, and upon their roturn were to visit at the Thornes' place at Wianno. They planned to start housekeeping in the fall, and would not look for an making the re- r and sweet her voice ,mmwr'v;a‘um il b il Real Estate in New Britain and Vicinity. That's Us. INSURANCE REAL ESTATR Commercisl Trom Compeny Buldiag Tel. 6000 HEY —PAT- [ WANTA LEARN YOU SOME MO thought | stini | POLLY AND HER PALS HOME heavy with. robody | 4 apartment until mid-summen Val. erie had been quite indifferent about a place of her own. “Oh, of course, we can get some- thing when we get round to it Tad.” she insisted, “but why rent a place now, and start paying rent months ahead of time?" “But’ I should think,” he ven. tured, “that you'd be anxious to get all your things around. We've got a raft of wedding presenta, M Gueas we can tix up a pretty swell little cabin. dear. How about t?" “Oh, Tad, I'm not particularly keen about settling down in a hurry. If your mother will put up with us for awhile — it's so hot in Bos- ton in the sunmimer, you know. I'd lots rather wait.” Sybil went alone to Wianno, to open the place for the return of the newly-weds. (TO BE CONTINUED) On the beach, when the mist came rolling in, Craig Newhall found Sybil trysting with a phan- tom lover. And Sybil, m the next chapter, tells Craig that she is go- ing to leave him. MAY DISCIPLINE PRINCE Youngest Son of British King De- nied Permission to Visit Holly- wood Does so Just the Same, Santa Barbara, Cal., Sept. 15 UP— | While Prince George, fourth son of King George, was visiting Holly- wood as “Lieutenant Windsor” of the British navy, and being enter- tained by film stars, his command- ing officer aboard the H. M. 8. Dur. ban at Santa Barbara thought the royal officer waa attending a house party in Montecito. This became known shortly before the ship sailed for the Bermuda Js- lands. The officer told newspaper- men that the prince had asked perd mission to go to Hollywood, but the request was denied. Later he asked and obtained permission to attend a two-day house party at Montecito, fashionable Santa Barbara suburb, the officer said. But Prince George went instead to Hollywood where he again met Lily Damita, French actress, whom he had known in Paris and had danced with a few days beforc while his ship was anchored eoff Monterey, Calif. He wasientertained also at the home of Douglas Fair- banks and Mary Pickford. His presence in Hollywood was unknown aboard ship until fellow officers read of it in newspapers, they said. i No announcement as to whether “Lirutenant Windsor"” would be dis- ciplined for the Hollywood trip was made by the commanding officer of the Durbar before sailing. I AROUND WORLD AT 89 8an Antonio, Tex., Sept. 15 (UP) —R. M. Young, 89, will leave to- v on a trip around the world. He cees no reason why his age should “prevent me from enjoying the trip." Young will be accompanied by his daughter, Mrs, Jay Adams. He is a veteran of the railway mall service, and is given credit for orig- inating the present system of sort- ing mail in railroad cars. By order of the City Court of New Britain, the following described land, to- gether with a two family frame house, will be sold at Public Auction on the Wednesdny, September 26, 1925, k (Daylight Saving Time). Being known as Lot Nos. 57 and 8% on a map of land known as Garden Park, New Britain, Conn, property of Bodwell Realty Co, A. W. Bacon, | . dated March 24, 1920, and record- e in Book of Maps, Volume 3, vage 24, Bounded North by Mitchell Street 59 ‘lw-!. East by land of Francisco Fanizza 135 feet; South Ly land of Barthelomew Dobrowolski, 50 feet; and West by land of Vincenzo Rossitto, 135 feet. | Sald premises being known as No. 132 Mitchell Etreet. Termn: 10% cash on date of sale, bal- ance wlhen deed is approved. Vor further information. Apply ney [Irving 1. Rachlin, mmittee, | Main Street, New Britain, Conn, 1 Attor- 3% AND TO WORW YEAH,WE CAN'T X YES THE 8UT ALL 6O v ! DE AN :Ng'm%?r ‘ngsu HAVE A CINCH LIKE THIS, FOREVER WANTS T0 INFORM. WONEN ABOLT AL That's Why Mrs. 0'Day Is Going o0 Gampaign Albany, Sept. 15 (M—An oppor- tunity to tell the women of the west what the womdn of New York state think of their governor is what Mrs. -Daniel O’'Day of Rye, vice chairman ot the New York state democratic committee asks. Mrs. O'Day who will be one of the three women to accompany Gov. Smith on his firet trip making a bid for the presidency, has just completed a three week survey of the state, and today is turning over her local work to others as she prepares to bid the governor's special train tomorrow night. Only Woman Party Member She is the only women member of the democratic party to make the trip with the nominee and it is ex- pected will meet women politicians at every stop the governor and his s cntourage makes. | *I feel that the women of the rest of the country ought to know how the women of our state feel about Gov. Smith, ought to learn of the legislation favoring women that he has been responsible for, before they can cast an intelligent vote in the November election,” =said Mrs. O'Day as she was caught on the 1un to the station. “But right now I can't keep my mind on politics. I simply must get back to New York and buy some clothes for the trip,” and she very femininely lapsed into a tale of woe over the depletion of her ward- robe, ' Confers With Smith She has been in Albany in con- ference with the governor and his wife following the meeting of state democratic leaders that the gover- nor had until a late hour Thursday night. “Of course I don't know yet just what I will do, but I do know that I will not talk at any of the large meetings. I think the women of the different cities where the governor will speak and where he will stay over for a day or so are planning receptions and dinners for Mrs, 8mith, her daughter, Mrs. Warner, and me, and it ix at such formal meetings as these that T hope to get right to the women and tell them the things 1 know.” The slim, perfectly groomed wo- man who chatter knowingly about the proper clothes for traveling, seemed a far ery from the typical woman politician as she is cartoon- ed and generally conceived. ‘Wears Black Mrs. O'Day usually affects black or sombre colors for her costumes, but pays careful attention to the ensemble. Those in the party state organization admit that sne is a vi- val as well as valuable political as- set to the party. During Mrs. O'Day's two weeks' absence from the state, Mrs. Frank- lin D. 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