New Britain Herald Newspaper, October 1, 1928, Page 14

1§ P —— i Al oo 3 THIS HAS HAPPENED Mybll Therne, bride of two weeks, returns from a honeymoon in Ha- vana with the dreadful secret of -her marriage locked tight in her “heart. Only Mabel Blake, her dear friend, and Mabel's fiance, Jack Moore, know of that wretched ro- mance with Richard Eustis. Sybil on shipboard and married a wild courtship. Almost immediately he began to drink and then—after learaing of his unbe- | levable infidelity—Sybil left him and returned to her mother in Bos- ton. Before meeting Eustis she was cngaged, in an informal sort of way, to Craig Newhall. Now New- hall, sensing something wrong, de- cides that Sybil never really loved him, and effaces himself completely. Desperately lonely and unhappy, Sybil tries to tell him of her mar- riage, but Craig thinks she is joking and she gets no further with her confidence, Months drag on. Sybil, alone with her ailing mother, grows morose. There has never been any word from Richard Eustis, and Sybil be- ‘ging to feel secure of her secret. Then she learns that she is going to have a child. She tells no one but Mabel Blake, NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XXVIII It was the week before christ-| mas. Sybil, at the Settlement House, was helping Mabel tie up Christmas packages for the children. They had strung popcorn and cranberries for the tree, and Sybil had fashion- ed for the top branch an angel with a cotton batting robe and tinseled | wings. Craig had promised to be Santa Claus, and now Mabel was putting the finishing touches on his de-| mountable beard. | ©Over & lap of wool she glanced | surreptitiously at Sybil. I " “Honestly, dear, I think you ‘ought to tell them, The longer you wait, the harder it will be.” ot until after Christmas, Mab. It's going to be hard enough to get | through the day as it is—our first Christmas without daddy. Poor mother — I don’t want to make things any worse for her.” met him Rim af ¢ .. They sewed for a while in silence. | The little bells that Mabel stitched | ‘on Banta’s bright red jacket tinkled | merrily, Sybil put Ler angel down, and hemmed a pink silk skirt for a flaxen-haired doll. “Damn Christmas lp)’howi" Mabel bit a thread with her teeth, and smoothed the scarlet coat across her knees. “I hate to hear you talk that way, Bybil. It's like blasphemy. | Christmas is such a happy sea- son—really. And the sadder you are, the more it warms your soul. “Take Wester House here. Half our children are Jewish. That means we cannot talk to them, as we might to little Christians, abcut God's birthday. But we try to fill their hearts with the spirit of giv- ing. We tell them that Christmas is a time when everybody tries, as hard as they can, to make every- | body else happy. And you should see their faces glow, and their eyes sparkle! “You're selfish, 8ib, and you've ot to snap out of it. I dragged you down here today to give you something pleasant to think about —and here you go damning Christ- mas. Jt you think you're abused, you ought to see some of the poor souls who come in here. “One woman today—she’s got t. b.—and Lord knows what we're going to do with her. Five children and another coming. Husband dead. Poor as poverty. Babiles all mal- nourished. Oldest little girl has pernicious anaemia. She's an un- ‘usually intelligent woman, too. Above the ordinary run of clinic casés. Thirty years old—and life's all over for her. - “Dr. Kline gave her the diag- - nosis, and when he'd finished, she ‘wiped her eyes with her decent lit- tle handkerchief and said, ‘God have mercy on the children!’ YOU “think you're to be pitied. Lord, you make me sick!" DI Savagely Mabel bit another POOR PA BY CLAUDE CALLAN “When Ma asks me to tell her what she’s gettin’ out of life I don’t do it. Her askin’ that question shows she ain’t in & humor to be told any- thing.” thread. “Oh, it's all very well to be philosophical, Mab, but I worder how YOU'D like to be in my shoes. How'd you like to be going to have a baby, with a husband God knows where? And a perfectly wonderful man whose heart you had to break for your foolishness. Well—that's done. Pretty, isn't it?” Sybil held up the pink silk dress. “I've some flamingo feathers at home that I'll never wear again, 1 think I'll clip the ends and make a doll's hat. Wouldn't the kid love it! And, Mab, I'm just going down town and get some junk for those children you just told me about. How old are they?" “Bless your heart, dear! Il get the record —just a minute. It's down in the record room.” Mabel tumbled the wool and the cambric from her lap. “You wait here." Presently she was back agair. “Here, I'v¢ written their names and ages on a card.” She gave Sybil an envelope. “Will you come back this after- | noon, anad go over the lists to see | if we've stockings and gloves | enough to go round? 1 have to| write some reports, and I won't have a minute.” She walked with Sybil to the coat room. ' not such an egg| after all,” » said, and slapped | her back affectionately. | Sybil put her wraps on, and backed away from the mirror du- biously, for a full length view. She took the card from the cn- velope, to read what Mabel had| written. “Betty White, 9; Jack, 7; | Nona, 6; Tommy, 4; and Joan, 2. * . . .He who gives a child a treat Makes joybells ring in *aven's strect— i And he who give s a child « home, Builds palaces Come— she who gives a baby birth, | Brings Savior Christ again on earth.’ Tears came to Sybil's eves, she dubbed them savagely with her handkerchief. It was so ecasy to cry. Thenm, resolutely, she pow- dered her nose, and ran upstalrs to Mabel's office. Sticking her head n the open door, she whispered with strident gaiety: “Hey#Mab, you old sentimen- talist. How do you get that way? Save up your verses, darling, for the little Bloorf‘s."’ . in Kingdom And . Out of doors it was crisply cold and white. All the world, it seemed, was Christmas shopping. People pushed and shoved, and appeared ex- | traordinarily good-natured about it. The toy depgrtment to which Sybil directed her steps was the most populous place in all the city. Santa Claus was there, shakiug hands with children, and asking in a big volce what they would like in herself, “for Betty, to make clothes | for Nona's doll and Joans.” | So she bought two dolls, a bru- net with long natural curls, and a baby blond with painted yellow locks. And for the boys she bought fire engines and a fleet of cars and freights that ran on an electric track. “Now,” she conclyded with con- siderable satisfaction, “I simply CAN'T afford anything for Val.” Then straight to the infants' de- partment of the smartest babyshop on Winter street she fought her way. It was less crowded there, and quieter. “I want something for a brand- new baby,” she told a pleasant wo- man behind a shining glass case. “A little dress, perhaps?” No-0-0, T don’t think so.” “One of these exquisite bonnets from Normandy? They're very new want something awfully ooties? These were Kknit in their - stockings. One small girl | wanted a little sewing machine. “The very thing,” said Sybil to ELEANOR EARLY if. you can call bables' things personal. What do they wear next their skins?" “Little bands.” The woman opened a drawer. “Here are silk and wool ones — they're nicest. A baby’s flesh is so tender, you know." “Oh, aren’t they small!" The exclamation came on a throaty little whisper, swelling like a lump in Sybils' throat. When the girl had gone for her change, she pressed her cheek to the tiny shirt. That night she slipped it beneath her pillow. - And in the morning she told her- self fiercely, “I don't hate it I DON'T!" and her heart sang paens of gladness. s e Christmas came and went — a gloomy day for the Thornes. But Mrs. White, in a dingy tenement in the South End, went down on her poor knees, to thank God for Sybil. And all the little Whites remem- Lered her that night in their pray- ers—*"Dear God, please bless the good lady.” While the “good lady,” in her pleasant warm house, discarded a tunic In favor of a Russian blouse, and felt very wicked Andeed—and panic-stricken, when even the blouse proved a little skimpy. CHAPTER XXIX Tad carved a monstrous turkey and pulled on the wishbone with Sybil. They had their gifts before dinner on their chairs in the dining room, and ate among tissue wrap- pings and red satin ribbons, with cards scattered all about the floor, and tinseled cord streaming every- where, There were wreaths in the win- dows, and bay candles on the man- tel. And after dinner there was a steaming plum pudding with rum blazing merrily. Sybil had tried v hard to make things festive, But Mrs. Thorne wept salt tears {into her punch, and Valerle sulked because the little locket watch Tad had given her was exactly like Lil Billings'. » know perfectly well,” she wailed, “that T wanted one of those French enameled things. Good- ness, 1've talked enough about it! It's just that you don’t even bother trying to please me any more. Lil will think I'm copying hers, and that would be bad enough if I liked the darn thing! But I simply despise platinum and diamonds!” Tad looked darkly at the neck- ties that were his gift from his wife, and exchanged glances with Sybil. She could have cried when she saw the piteous little droop to his mouth. She calculated the worth of Valerie's despised trinket and felt that murder was a thor- oughly justifiable procedure. Sybil had given her brother a lounging robe of brocaded satin, and he had chosen himself his gift to her—a crimson uegligee of chif- fen velvet, faced with palest pink. Mirs. Thorne had the usual assort- ment of scarves and gloves and books, with a gold lorgnette from Tad, and a woolly afghan the color of young violets from Sybil. Valerie had given her a bottle of exotic French perfume that hinted of languorous trysts and dusky se- crets. Mrs. Thorne would continue to use her own brand all the days of her life, but the other would not bo wasted. After a decent interval she would beg Val, a bit apologeti- cally, to use it hersel DR After dinner there were roses de- livered from Craig, and Eucharist lilies, blooming at Christmas time, and great boxes of bonbons and sugared fruits. After Sybil had arranged the flowers, they drove to the cemetery with laurel wreaths and red roses and a small fir tree. Valerie went out to a Christmas tea, and Tad donning the brocaded robe, tuned in on all the psalm singing uni- verse. ‘When Valerie came in, Sybil was Relgium, these blue silk ones with the crocheted pink roses.” “They’'re darling — but T want something more—more personal— AUNT HET BY ROBERT QUILLEN “I've done my best to break that black hen of wantin’ to set, an’ if she stays stubborn until Sunday she’s goin’ to enter the min- istry.” (Copyright, 1925, Pubiishers Syndicate) JUST KIDS ¢ LOVE — HERE '[1S MY HEART HOVSEHO wearing the negligee Tad had given ber. 8he thought he had woru his dressing gown to please her, and so she had shaken out the crimson folds of her flaming tea gown, and, standing in front of the mirror, hal wrapped it softly about her. She &oing to the library, where he sat in front of the radio, to show him, when she encountered Valerle in the hall. “My goodness, 8ybil!" Val stopped her with outstretched arm. “That's a vampy looking outfit—but, heav- ens, Sib, you're getting fat! And that red makes you look awfully pale. You don't look a bit well— does she Tad?" Tad looked up from his dials. “You're a knockout, Sis” he cried, and surveyed his gift ju- diciously. “That thing just euits you. Val looks like a hag in a wrapper, She's too darn skinny, A man likes a girl with a few curves.” Nonchalantly he bent to his dials. “Just got Havana on here, Come on in—1 like to look at you.” “You two acoffed Valerie, “Dressed up like a couple of Christ- r:as trees! “Well, 8ib, Tad may lke curvy, but if I were you, dear, start dieting.” She flung down the hall to Mrs, Thorne’s room, and Sybll wondered miserably if it were possible that she could have guessed. Tad drew a chair for her in front of the fire- place, and she sat there, with her clbows on her knees, gazing wretchedly into the flames, and pain like a solid thing wedging up within and filling her body with a dull, stifling ache. And so the Christmas holidays passed. And New Year's came, fem Id R On the second of January Sybil went again to Westcr House, Mabel kissed her solicitously, and Sybil saw the worried question in her eyes. “Oh, it's all right, Mab,” she said, and began to pull off her gloves to hide her confusion. “I told them vesterday. Val was simply scan- dalized. I mean she said she was. You never saw a girl act up so in all your life, Of course she was tickled to “death —but, my dear, you'd have thought to hear her, the whole thing was a personal affront. And that I'd done it all just to em- barrass her. Some day I'll kill that woman—I know I will.” Sybil rolled her gloves into a little ball, and tossed them on Mabel's desk. “Tad was absolutely wonderful the continued. “And Mother's down at Bigelow's this morning. to see about having announcements printed. First time she's been out of the house for weeks, “Poor Mums — 1 guess she felt there wasn’t a minute to lose, They seem determined to put on a brave face, and make the best of a tough proposition. But Val's martyr-like air is a joke. You'd think I'd out- raged her sense of decency. S8he gives me a pain, Mab. sorry for Mums and Tad, though Mabel looked relieved. “Well, thank goodness that's over with. T should say your mother had been quite wonderful about it."” “'Oh, she cried half the night. To tell the truth, T was afraid they'd think T hadn't been married. But Val scemed to be the only one who entertained any doubts on that score. Il wasn't what she SAID— but the way she LOOKED.” “You've never heard from Rich, Sybil 2" “Not a word.” Mabel was counting on her fin- gers. “Are you frightened, dear?” “Oh — sort of. I don't imgine it's going to be much fun, Wil the whole town talking, and mother acting like a tragedy queen. Val will have a good time, though-—— that's something, of course. By the way, I saw Hilda Burgess the other day. It seems my sweet sister-in- law had quite an affair in New Haven last month. Gosh, I pity 1 do feel “I'd ra! be cut in little plega,” she told Milbe). “I'm having dinper with him at the Copley. ‘I don't know how I'm going through with " ; 8She wore a black dress, with pearls in her ears and at her throat. She was deathly pale, though her lips were acariet, ani the dark circles beneath her . eyes gave her a tragic lovelineas. Like all beautiful women, 8ybil was ap- preciative, in life's darkest mo- ments, of effect, “I look like Mona Lisa,” she thought, and gmiled sadly in the mirror. She took a taxi down, and found Craig waiting in the lobby. In ove- ning clothes ha always struck her as being rather magnificent. She greeted him gally, “Hello, Handsome!" “Hello, yourself.” They clasped hands warmly. “Sybil, you look ill, darling!” His concern was reamuring. She forced a amall smile, conscious of the fitness of the thing—a tremu- lous little smile. “I've something awful to you, Craig.” “What is it, dear?” He drew her to one of the broad tel Tad!" Sybil gazed reflectively at the awirling snow that beat against the windows. “There'll be a smash- up there, Mab,” she predicted, *; sure as you're a foot high.” . That evening Sybll met Cralg. I AMER\CAN ABOUT Gt seats in Peacock Alley. “No. Let's go in the dining room. 1 want music—and people around— and nice, hot smells, It's sort of barren out here.” The head waiter led them to thelr favorite table, in a corner removed from the orchestra, and lit the cundles, and brought pink roses in a silver vase. Sybll leaned her elbows on the table, “Cralg, I'm going to hurt you awfully.” She cupped her chin in her hands —swallowed resolutely—and began again. “I—I—Craig, T was married last summer.” He had been searching her pale features with a puzzled, kind con- cern, Now it seemed to her that his face grew hard and cold, as it it had been frozen, or carved foQ stone, Bravely she held his eyes with hers. Her throat was dry, and somewhere in the back of it & great choking lump. She mois- tened her lips with the tip of her tongue, and they felt parched and dry like chalk. Her tongue wrg dry too. And her mouth filled sick- eningly with saliva that flowed from inside her cheeks. Cralg, across the table, took his eyes from her face. never His cheeks were white. The seconds dragged like minutes. “And now,” she sald, *“I—I'm going to have a baby, Craig.” (To Be Continued) (What does Craig say? And what does Craig do? 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