New Britain Herald Newspaper, October 10, 1928, Page 18

- HIR THIS HAS HAPPENED Sybil Thorne, Boston society girl, has brought suit for divorce aguinst Richard Kustis whom she married secretly, and with whom she lived ouly two weeks. She has petitioned also for custody of her child. Teddy, whom Richard has never scen. | The case is replete with sensa- tions, and society is ull agog. Much | of the drama, however, will be veil- «d in secrecy. No one will learn of | the months when ftichard Kust wooed Valerie, Sybil's sister-in-law. | Nor will it ever be revealed taat | Valerie very nearly deserted Tad, Sy- Lil's adorcd brother, to run away | with Richard. But people will surely | Lelieve the worst of Craig Newhall. | Sybil's old sweetheart, who has loved | her devotedly and purely for ye Everything i8 ready for the open- | ing of the case, and Mr. Peterson, | Sybil's attorney, sends for her to| give last minute instructions. NOW GO ON WITH THE CHAPTER XXXIX The old lawyer surveyed his clicnt uppmumsl) “I've sent for you,” he told hat unexpectedly, “to talk about your clothes and deportment.” | Sybil gasped. | “My goodness!” she said “What's the matter with them " “The appearance of a woman in | a dhvorce case,” explained M. Peterson gravely. “is of the utmost importance. I do not want you to! be too modish. There are jurymen who eonfuse chiffon hose and lip- stick with worse things. Nine men out of 12 on every jury arc provin | cial. Please use very little ro & No lipstick. And that stuff wouun | put on their eyes—not a bit. You | understand? “Now about your clothes—a dark dress is best for court. And that| black hat you wore the other day— the one with the white things cn it —you'd better wear that, T think. 1t made vou look very young and innocent.” Sybil suppressed a Peterson was so naive. “That's all right,” he defensively. “You'd be surprised the difference a thing like makes, “Now, you want that your hushand tirely unsubstantiated charges against you. Before we counter with one word in your defense, 1 wast you to refute by demure ap- pearance and womanly assurance every whisper of disgrace.” Plea for divorce had been entered on grounds of gross and confirmed habits of intoxication. Mabel Moore was to testify re- | garding the debauch in Havana | that began on Sybil's wedding night, and Jack was to confirm Sybil's allegatin of the condition | of her husband on the night she left him. Fortunately the in dry dock. so that Bill Grimm a bedroom ste 2s summoned | to teatity regarding the number of cocktalls served in the stateroom occupled by John Arnold and mch»‘ ard Eustis, Various people frorm were to he called, und Tichard's record. cbtained from the proba- tion officer, wo'id show that he had heen in court charred with drunk- ennesa and disorderly conduct. His nutomobile license had been re- voked for driving under the in- fluence of liquor. Mr, Peterson had uncerthed abundant evidence of various indis- cretions. all admisgible as bearine out the chargr on which S8ybit pinned her plea for divorce. It looked as though Richard had not. as they say, a leg to stand on. And ther tike Macchiavelll. hatching m-chinatione, that gentle- wan played his trump card. It carhe in the form of a letter from man with the ferret face. “My client hegs me to inform you that, unless all divorce proceed- ings are dropped immediately, he will institute suit against Mr. Craig Newhall, of your city. for alienation of affections asking dam- ages in the sum of £100.000. Ex- 'm:\'l‘ 1 smile. Mr. Llustered at that to remember may brirg en- New Haven | | stand, ! Thinks he can frighten us that way, | | her Kindly, | Teddy’s teddy-hear suit was scarlet, |and matched the | picture. San Genito was | the |/ | of the trial. Valerie, horrified at the prospeet | of facing Richard in court, had‘ hegged to stay at home with Teddy. | Sybil was to sit with Tad and her mother. “Mothers lend respectability to trials like th explained M. | Peterson suavery. “A little gray- baired woman., with a handkerchief | at her eyes, is an ace in the hole. | “Carry yourself proudly,” he ad- monished Sybil, “but not arro- gantly. And when I call you to the smile at the jury. There's a human clement that's stronger than statutes. Youw've got to sell yourself to that jury.” Mr. I’eterson had exploded vocif- erously when Sybil showed him the letter threatening suit for alien- | ation. | “Phe little whipper-snapper! | does he? We'll show him!™ “But—but—" Syhil stammered. “What 1f he DIV bring suit " No grounds to bring it on, has Most ridiculous thing 1 ever h.vml of. FPoppycoc! “Rut 1 think I'd better tell Craig. | Tt would be awful if Richard dragged him into this. I'a rather drop everything than have my triends involvel.” The lawyer picked up his phone. "Get Mr. Craig Newhall,” he di- rected the operator, “and tell him 1 must see him at once.” Then he turned to Sybil again. | “Now, run along home,” he told | “and +on’'t bother your 4 anv more. 1 want you ed ani charming tomor- row. (an't you see that this is only a desperate maneuver to rout you completely? I'll send youpg New hall around to sce you, after I fin- ish with him.” “Oh, don't do that" she pro- tested. “He mightn't want to." It was mid-afternoon, and she and Teddy were scuffing through the leaves under the mapler. hat his mother wore. As Craig swung up the street he thought they made a very pretty What a shame the whole thing was! “Hello, 8ib. Well. Teddy, old man—how's the boy?"” | Sybil greeted him apprehen- sively. Had he seen Mr. Peterson? Yep—just cc.ne from there, Had Sybil seen the afternoon papers? He extended them gingerly. “Filthy cheets! There, steady, old girl.” Sib— A picture of her on the front page. The one taken the winter she came out. Craig in golf clothes, tak- en the day of the tournament at the Country Club. A portrait study of Richard, shirt open at the throa . a cigaret at his lips. Crouped tri- angle fashion. Surmounted by flaming headlines: | “NEW HAVEN MAN ASKS | £100000 FCR ALLL OF YOUNG WIFE'S LOVE | “Cralz Newlall S2id o Siolen Love of Precty Matron “sensalicanl Divorce Tikc) Interests Loston Soclety | “Richazd Eunstis Says Sybil Desert~d Bim on The Hoaeymoon Have “New Haven, Ct, Nov. 2 { 2rde Eustis, young man about town, defendant in the strangest divoree case in the history of jurisprudence. defended himselt today against | | charges brought by his wife, for- merly 8ybil Thorne, beautiful Boston | society girl. The case which will be | heard before Judge Cartoni at Mad- ses to attract wide atten- stis, alleging gross and | confirmed habits of intoxication, has petitioned for the custody of Teddy, infant con of the couple. She wishes the right to resume her maiden | name, and desires that her son shall be known as lidward Thorne, fr. Eustis, who has announced liis intention of fizhtirg for the hoy, POOR PA DY CLAUDE CALLAN Mz write to their poor Aunt we're not as careful of v they put in the letters as we when e make the children pecting a favorable reply by return o |hll they're writin' to their rich \um mail, we beg to remain. Botty.” “pytight 1928 PulManers Syndicate) I Lots ard Buciness ‘dv(hxr-'s that he has never scen the AUNT HET BY ROBERT QUILLEN “Amy makes fun of double chin, but it I kept it as busy as she does hers, it would be wore to the Lone. (Copyright. 1 my Pabiishers Syndicate: COMMERCIAL COMPANY INSURANCE REAL ESTATE ommercial True Company Building NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 10, 1928, DWIND ELEANOR EARLY It was the day before the opening thld Morcover, he declarcs he wag | unaware of the existence of his sou until Mrs. Eustis brought suit, The tale of the marriage of the youny couple rivals the most lurid fiction. And now the afttermath of their strange romance, replete with suits, reads tike a movie scenario, “Mr. Eustis declares that his lovely bride descrted him on their wedding trip. That subsequently — and prior to the birth of the child, Teddy—she was wooed by Craig | Newhall, a childhood sweetheart. “Mr. Newhall, political and social oD s e , “My Ged, Craig!" “Pretty raw, - it “Oh, Craig, it's awful! “Peterson says he trouble for coutempt of court. isn't the thing, you know, to a case in the newspapers.” “But the ~<harm’'s done! Oh, Craig, can you ever forgive me?" “Forgive you, you poor darling! But I'l wring bhis neck—I swear 1 \\'ill Dragging the baby into it this He ought to get shot. It's ”‘L rottenest thing in the world. Heaping insults on you. The dirty, lying . " A man came down the street with a camera. A huge, heavy thing that dragged onme shouldcr down. “Excuse me, Mister, can you tell me where the Thornes live?" “You're from a paper, pose?” The man's guick ook in the situation. “You said it," he agreed, prominent in the life of Bos- Awful!™ It try 1 sup- inetlligen.ce and hastily slid a plate into his camera, b “I thought so. Well, I'm Craig Newhall, and the young lady s Miss Thorne. The: little boys is hers. Now if you click that camera of yours, T'll smash it to smithereens. and every bome in your body with it CHAPTER XL The photographer grinned good- naturedly. “It's all in the day's Newhall. It's my bread and butter, popping off celebrities and crim- inals apd such. But the job's not worth the chance in a case like this. T should of taken you from across the strect, and asked ques- tions afterward. I'm John Dumb for sure.” He shifted work, Mr. his camera to the othér hand, raised his hat pleas- antly, and took himself off. Then he skirted arouad hack ways, ap- ‘proached the house from the side, and succeeded in getting a picture that was subsequently captioned: “Thorne Home Where Lovely Bride Remains Virtual Prisone: Tad brought home more papers when he came to dinner, and the family council that evening was divided between wrath and moans. Sybil put her mother to bed with a sedative, and Craig mixed cock- tails for medicinal purposes, “You shouldn’t have started 8ib,”" complained Tad. “She's been rightall through,” de- fended Valerie, stoutly. And Craig, his face flushed dark- ly. was ominously silent. In the nursery, when she crept |in to Kias Teddy good night, Bybll found her mother, crying softly. “Thank God,' ' she eobbed bro- kenly, “your poor father didn't live to mee this day.” The injustice of it hurt 8ybil more than any of them knew. Rit terly resentful, she scorned defense “If they weren't blind ns bhats,” she told herself fiercely, “if they weren't 100 selfish to think of any- one but themselves, they couldn’t blame me so. Tnfatuation isn't a ¢in. Tt snt' wreng to MARRY a man. 1 didn’t do anythink wicked . and you'd think I waas a moral leper!™ Flercely she crushed and tore the newspapers and gronnd them on the floor beneath her heels. JUST KIDS e = “ane ) THE '.AMILb U *”T\ | H may get in .| “Oh, it isn't fair, It isn't fair!” Next morning there were more stories, and au entire page in the Boston Telegraph devoted to pic- tures. . . . Sybil «n a swimming suit. Sybil in a ball gown. Sybii at the Horse Show in a riding habit. . . . An old photograph of Craig from the Harvard Year Book: . . . Richard Eustis “‘especially posed for the Boston Morning Telegraph.” And a_picture of Valerie, sweet and lovely in her wedding gown. There were photographs of the *“palatial home of the Thornes,” and their summer place at Wianno. “Oh my God:" groaned Tad. Valerie surveyed the heap of pa- | pers dixtastefully, “I wouldn't look at them,” said, and pushed them away. Then the Gazette's red headlir..s caught her eye, “Crandon!" look!" Across the top in che she cried. “Oh, Sib, glaring head- lines wus meat for Gazette reader&I ybil Thorne Psycho Analyzed,” screamed the crimson type. And below, in smaller letters, “PRIMITIVE EGO MAKES TROUBLE FOR BOSTON GIRL “Science Explains ‘motional Unrest Of Society Women “Claude Crandon Contril: ites Searching Analysis of Mental Conflict.” Then followed the story: laude Crandon, Boston's foremost psycho-analyst, inter- viewed last evening by a re- porter for the Gazette, threw new light on the sensational Justis divorce case, Dr. Cran- don, well versed in psycho, dis- cussed at length the so-called ‘Pritutive Kgo' of Mrs. Rich- ard Eustis, better known as Sybil ‘Thorne. Mrs. Eustis, ac- cording to the doctor, is the victim of her own ego. “In order to put the case plainly befor: the lay mind, Dr. Crandon has prepared the following statement exclu. sively for rcaders of the Ga- zette: g Valerie held the paper in voth her trembling hands, and read aloud in a high pitched voice. Shrill words tumbled, one over an- other from her horrified lips. With an oath Tad clutched the paper from her shaking fingers. “Here, let me see it. The 2ld— my God, TI'l Kkill him for this, 8ybil! The obscene old trout! . . ." Mrs. Thorne, before the great sil- ver coffee service, cowered llke & frightened thing. “Did he say,” she q\mvt‘red pit- eously, “anything — anything — about—the—the—about Sybil's love Nife?" Tad scanned the column. *‘Love life'—well, I'll be— He certainly did. Say Ma, how much of this stuff did you spill?"" ‘Tad turned furiously on mother. “Oh, Tad!” she faltered, and Ler little hands fluttered helplessly. *Oh, ")lul' Children, I'm =o sorry. ) o Then the liitle hands And the dim blue tears, were glazed looking. “Tad! Mother's 1l." Kybil * flurg her arms about her mother. “There, there, darling. doesn’t make a bit of difference. It's simply comical! Honestly, dear, T think it's funny. 1 don't mind a bit. . . . Tad carry mother into the drawing-rocmi. . . . The “ig red chair, Tad. . . . And we'll give you a nice cup of good strong cof- fee, darling . . . and yow'll be all right in a minute.” Tad lifted her as though she were a child, and Valerie brought plllows and a foot stool, and when they had made her comfor.able, they tried to make her laugh. “Can’t you see what a joke it 152" demanded Sybil. “The saw me in his life, He doesn’t know a thing about me, really, his were still. eyes, veiled in and dreadful It man never Let me H | her faded read it to you, dear. It's simply & scream!” But Mrs. Thorne waved away the lurid sheet with her little flutter- ing. blue-veined hands. “Oh, please,” she begged, “please. That dreadful, dreadf man! What caa 1 do?" Tad stood on the hearth rug with his feet wide apart, and his hands plunged in his pockets. “l1 guess, Ma,’ he predicted gloomily, “you'll bave to take up church-going. Ministers are a good, safe lot—though they may be a bit dull. But thes: quacke—gosh, Ma, you'll simply have to lay off.” Valerie drew the purple afg.an closed about her mother-in-law's rarrow shoulders, “Poor Mother Thorne!" she whis- pered, and kissed the soft gray ha where the part lay pink and broad- est. “Tad's joking, dearest.” Sybil glanced at the watch on her wrist. “Eight-thirty!” she cried. “And couirt begins at nine. We'll have to hurry. Do you, feel up to it, mother —or had you rather stay right here, and rest?" “Up to it!” Mrs. Thorne put a hand on each arm of the big red chair, “My. dear, T feel like a new woman. D 1 know what I'm going to do She raised herself to her feet and surveyed her children with quiet dignity. “I'm going to sue that man. 1 don't know exactly how it can be done, but I'll see a lawyer today. There must be some law for the protection of a client or patient in confidential consultation, Maybe he is practicing illegally. There Will be some way of getting at him. I'll sue him for $100,000—and #t- tach everything he's got! He :hinks I'm nothing but a neurotic, silly cld woman. TI'll show him, chil- dren!” Laughing, they erowded about Ler, to pat her shoulders and Kiss cheeks. “Get my hat, Val,” she command- ed briskly. “It's up on my bed, dear. And hurry up or we'll all be late!” Everybody, it seemed, was n court when they reached there. Dolly Weston rushed up and kissed Sybil effusively, The Moores came to shake hands—Jack und Mabel— quietly confident. Mrs. West, garrulous and excited, put her arms about Sybil and pecked Mrs, Thorne. Groups of smartly-dressed- women bowed when they passed. Girls with whom 8ybil had géne to school reached over the backs of the courtroom benches to clasp her hand. Mrs, Grayson bhowed serenely from | across the room. There were a ers and great many strang- a number of intimates. Most of their casnal friends had the good breeding to stay away, but there were a number of women with whom 8ybil had a bowing ac- quaintance.’ They seemed engrossed with re- mote objects when Sybil slanced their way. Some of them craned to look out the windows. Others were absorbed in contemplation of the throngs that crowded through | the corridors to the court room 1door, where a court officer in a blue uniform with brass buttons re- fused further admittance. Reporters at the press table asked questions of one another cugerly: “Who's that shzaking hands with her now? Mrs. Grayson? Did you see the dame with the lorgnette high-hatting her? Those are Vin- cent Club girls talking with her now, Say. this looks like a mass meeting of the Four Hundred. . . There’s Newhall coming in. . This may hurt him politically. » lhat's her brother, Well, they're not all giving her lhe glad hand. . . Oh, no, they're not. 8he's been getting a flock of jey stares. Pleaty of snubs, T'd say. . . . DPretty tough, isn't it?’ Waiting, Waiting. What was delay? Where was the The jurge, stern in his black gown, frowned and fidgeted. That was & the defendant ? | er lhe bench. There was a whispered conversation. - The judge — like an old woman digging a handkerchied' out of her petticoat pocket — fished in . the folds of his robe. Glared belliger- ently is watch. Restored it to his et and , settled his 1cavy skirts modestly about him. Where was Richard? Mr. Peterson leaned toward 8y- Lil. “Neither your husband mnor his attorney are here. The judge may dismjss the case.” Commotion in the corridor. Ex- | cited whispers. Something had happened. One felt it in the air of that stuffy courtroom. whea the door swung open and a court offf cer, fumbling at his brass huttons. turried to the judge's bench. The judge leaned forward, cup- ping his ear with his hand. 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