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HI COPYRIGHT 1528 O A This Has Sybll Thorne, Boston society girl, ‘was engaged at 18 to a young s0l- :dler, John Lawrence, who was sent to France on the eve of their mar- riage—and never returned. Sybil ‘mourned him for months—and then, in the way of youth, gave herself 'up to romance and indiscretions in a vain attempt to forget. Years later she contracted a wretched marriage, of which a beau- titul child was born. When her son was a year old, Sybl brought| suit for divorce. On the day on which her case was to have opened, her husband was killed while motor- ing from his home in New Haven | to court in Boston. Sybil incurred her family's wrath | and the displeasure of her friends by celebrating his death with a theater party. Shortly afterward she goes apart- ment hunting with Mabel Moore, her dearest friend. ‘The real estate agent calls for them at Mabel's flat. | When he opens the door Sybil| shrieks *John:" He recognizes her, fainting at her feet. Sybil and Mabel revive him—and he tells the story of his strange| disappearance. John Lawrence— back from the dead! ‘When he concludes his dramatic | and tragic story of battles and /geath and shell shock—all as true 'as the history of the bravest of the brave—he takes Sybil in his arms. And, “Do you love me, Sybil?” he asks her. But, meantime, Sybil has had an- ether lover—Craig Newhall. Her heart is pounding wildly as she tries to answer, and falls, ! NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XLIII 8ybil drew away, but he held her in the circle of his arms. “Oh, John!" Prayerfully she be- sought him. “Not now—don't ask 'me now, John. It's been such a long, long time. So much has hap- pened. How can I tell?” His arms about her tightened, and he kissed her hair as he had ‘done s0 many times before. “You've bobbed it, dearest!” accused her. He held her away again, and, she saw that his fore- though he he {looking up. |head was wrinkled as were puzzled. “It's that odor,” he said surpris- ingly. “*Odor,’ ” she repeated ““What odor?” “*The stuff you use on your hair,” he told her, and pulled his eye- ibrows together perplexedly. “What 1 1t?" “Verbena,” she said. to lke it John closed his eyes tightly so that they made a crinkly furrow. And furtive memory drew Ther skirts tantalizingly across his senses, stuplaly. “You used . “It was a girl in Parls” he said at last. “She used that same stuff. Girl at Maxim's. Something about ‘her reminded me of somebody. But i didn’t know what it was—or who {it was. She drove me almost crazy. \T used to sit and watch her—and {listen to her. One night—she was a {cocotte you see, Sybil—and _this night she asked me to buy her a 'qrink. 1 stood there, staring like a {feol—and all of a sudden 1 got iglddy. T aldn't know what it was. e + « God, Sybijl—don't you see — ‘that girl had on verbena too!" . John pamsed his hand over his ‘forehead. ! “I can smell her now. Verbena. w . . That's what it wa: “Poor darling.” Sybil took his thin cheeks between her palms, {and drawing his head down, put {her lips to his hair. “She reminded lnu of me, I suppose, only you couldn’t kno “An odo; he said brokenly. “Like & breath from the past.” © “And it didn’'t bring back any- Ithing?" she asked. “You used to Ikiss my hair, John — remember? Remember that big psyche I wore? |When T had it cut, I put it all away, and kept it in 'you and your kisses on it. I re- { | didn’t associate memory of (and the tragedy of R SERVICE INC member I had some perfume in a little green atomizer with pink | roses on it—Tad gave it to me one Christmas. And I always squirted | it on my hair when I was going to | meet you because you told me once 1 had the sweetest hair in the world. That thrilled me awfully. . . . Tell me about that girl, John. You her magnetism with any partizular thing about | her?" I‘ “I knew there was something,” he repeated, “but 1 couldn’t qu lay hold of it. T sort of thought it was her hands. She kind of flut- tered them. You know the way some girls do, when they talk. | “I used to wonder if those white | hands of hers neid the secret of all I'd forgotten, . . . I don’t rcmem- ber of having been conscious of any scent about her. But now it all comes back. I can close my eyes, | and see sitting there, | “She always wore black. French women do mostly, you know. Her hair was sort of goldy—bleached, I suppose. And it d to kind of | slip out from under i er hat, She'd | sit there, toying with a glass, and | smiling quietly. imes 1| thought it wa nile that would bring thir “Didn't you ever talk with her?” demanded Sybil. John raised his shoulders. “Yes,” he said heavily. “I talked | with her — after a while, It djn't | do any good, of course.” “Oh, Sybil slid her arm through his. s talk about some- thin; sit down. We'll talk me. Have T changcd, John? Much, T mean. Of course I've grown older.” Comne: They sat on the divan in front of the fire, but he did not touch her. “Look at me,” she commanded, “and tell me.” She laughed. | “Talk to me * she | begged. “Tell me “Lles?” he said. “I don't have to tell you lies, Sybil. You were an | exquisite child, my dear, and now | you are a beautiful woman.” She clapped her hands softly. “Hear! Hear!” she cried. “Tell me more, John.” And she drew closer to his shoulder. “You were a white-souled child,” he said, and said it in the voice a man uses when he spc of the dead. “So sweet and good.” He looked deeply into her face, so that she felt herself flushing hotly, and put out her hands be- seechingly. “Yes,” he sald gravely, “I should say you had changed.” “But,” she stammered, “you— really don't know anything about me. Of course I've grown older. I —T've lived s0 fiercely — and loved and hated. I suppose I have changed. I'm wiser — and hard, I guess.” With a touch of unconscious co- quetry she laid her hand on his, and lifted her eyes, swimming now in and having a child,” she said, anges and improves a woman. I think I am far more at- tractive now then I was when I was 18, John.” He had put her on the defensive, and she found herself growing angry with him in the first hour of thelr ecstas: “Oh, you're ebautiful,”” he “It's not that.” And then he fell silent. She held his hand in her lap, lift-| ing his fingers one by one, and let- ting them drop back again. “Then,” she whispered, things you loved me for And all the lovely dreams a i Nothing could ever be the same| again.” “Nothing is ever the same a he told her, and turncd to meet her eyes. “You've been disillusioned, Sybil.” He looked at her so intently that she felt embarr: as if being disillusioned w being pock- marked. “I suppose I have.” she agreed, and sighed deeply, so that he might be impressed with the bitterness her life. “You woman of 28 to | cried. couldn’t expect a POOR PA BY CLAUDE CALLAN “I guess Betty’s beau is at our house a lot, but I think | his mother meant to be sar- castic when she phoned an’ asked me to tell him that his aunt is visitin’ at his home.” (Copyright, 1928, Publishers Syndicate) Business Properties AUNT HET BY ROBERT QUILLEN “Pa ain’t a sinful man, but he's used to bein’ good just to please me an' he can't stand much temptation when I go off on a visit.” (Copyright, 1928, Publishers Sy THE COMMERCIAL COMPANY INSURANCE REAL ESTATE Commercial Trust Company Building Tel. 6000 NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, FRIDAY, OCTOBER 12, 1925, LIND ELEANOR EARLY be as idealistic as a girl of 18. Women don't keep many illusions. Not outside of nunneries. And life's been crucl to me since you went away, John.” It was humiliating—this feeling that she must defend herself. “You used to be a knight sans peur ¢t sans reproche,” she re- minded him, you've probably changed a good deal yourself.” “Oh, yes,” he agreed. “Men Go, you know. I've been a bit of an He smiled ruefully. “But different, somchow, with a woman." “Why, T think you're horrid! Anybody'd think—" She drew back from his shoulder, and settled her short skirts primly. @y We're not going to quar- rel today! “I should say not!" He gathered her in his arms again, and °d her fiercely —not at all as he had kissed her 10 years before. And when she had fr herself, she was breathless and more than half indignant “You HAVE chang gasped. The blood in her veins pumped excitedly. She stood with one hand lon the small table at the end of the | divan. With the fingertips of other hand she touched his shoul- der, holding him at arm’s length. “Oh, John!" <he cried, and ler voice small and breathless. “Aly dear—my 4 The door sw and Mabel adv with a tray in hands, “I couldn’t knock & “I didn’t have It's awfully convenient, door that doesa’t catch, ply kick it when youve hands full.” John took the tray on a little red lacquered sides fraternally with a e e fragrant c in a silver pot, and wafers freighted with toasted marshmallows oozing temptingly. On the center of the tray was a green bowl with purple anemones . And the Dttle cigaret trays orange. Doesn't it look nice and cozy?" demanded Mabel. And when they had murmured politely, she confessed good natur- edl g open noiselessly, need upon them, her outstretched she apolo- hand left. having a You sim- got your and placed it 1 simply couldn't stay away any longer. So I ran down and got a jaf of cream, and a package Of marshmallows. 1 thought mayb if 1 fed you, you'd let me come in. She looked from one to the other expeetantly. “Please tell me about it,” she en- treated. Sybil’s startled glance darted to- ward the kitchen. “Where's Tedd “oh, he's . Mabel as- sured her 3 “The little girl downstairs took him out.” She poured heavy vellow cream into huge ps sprigged with morning glorics and nasturtiums. “There's nothing,” she serenely, “like a good strong of coffee,” and she smiled content- s the rich brown fluid from silver pot blended with the yel- low cream, Bybil reached for the nearest cup. “Oh, Mab,” she begged, “don’t make John tell it all again. awfully hard—talking about it. He simply lost his memory, and Mrs Foster—you know—the congre woman—she found him in Walter Reed Hospital, and hecame inter- ested in him. John says she's per- feetly wonderful. And when he got strong cnough she found him a po- on here in Boston. Those real e people are her cousins, I think. And she tion and a brand ne art in life. She even chose his name for him— didn't she, John? But nothing any- she cried. JUST KIDS her | table that rubbed | | with rough good nature. “Be good remarked | cup | It's| got him compensa- | v —— e e e one could do could restore his mem- ory. Until he saw me, Mab. And now it's all came back again.” Mabel stirred her coffee incredu- | lously. “Don’'t you read the papers?” she demanded. “If you saw Sib's name in print, wouldn’t it have meant anything to you?" “Yes, I read the papers,” he said. “Has Sybil's name been in them? If it has, it didn't mean anything to me." “Oh, not much.” Sybil interruptad hastily. “I—I didnt’ tell you — I haven't had much time, you 'know. I had entered suit for divorce when my husband died. There WERE a few little stories. Last November it T was in Washington then,” he | explained, “adjusting my compen- sation. I was there two weeks.” He was very pale. He put his cup {on the table, and his long fingers, dropping betwen his knees, twitch- | ed nervously. Sybu, noticing his agi- | | tation, took his arm tenderly. John, this has been an appalling experience for you. I want you to| go home, and I'll go to see you this cvening. You're in for a terrific { period of readjustment, and you've got to take things easily. Where are you living, John?” He pressed her hand, | gratetul. ‘At the Fairmore,” he told her. “And I guess you're right, dear. I hate to act like a weak-kneed |idiot. But I am pretty well done up. Will you really come round this evening?” “I surely will,” she promised. “And I'll drive you down now my- self. I'll be back for the baby in half an hour, Mab. You won’t mind keeping him awhile “Lord, no." Mabel loved Teddy. “I'll tell him a story,” she said, “about a man who went to sleep and when he woke up he was somebody else.” She laughed shortly. Tt's ghostly—a dead man materializing in front of your eyes. Lordy! I thought for a minute we'd all gone weakly taking care of She shrugged with a semblance of horror and proffered her hand. “John Lawrence, if you're half the man Sib thinks you are, I'm glad she found you.” He bowed courteously. “I hope,” he said, “we may be something more than business acquaintances now. I'd like to be your friend, Mrs. Moore.” hat's all right by me, sured him, and pushed " she as- them out children now — and don’t hurry back, Sybil."” When they had gone, she sct the room to rights with housewifely zeal, straightening the rugs and the table cover. Brushing cigaret ashes into the fireplace. Slapping and put- | fing the pillows on the divan. “Hello! What's this?" A little white box beneath an overstuffed cushion. Mabel opened it curiously. “A wedding ring! Well, | darned! Whose? Sib's?" She peered within the | circle. “R. C. to C. B." | She held it between her fingers, | appraising it unconsciously. One section of her brain counting dia- mond chips. The other deliberat- ing. T be narrow | CHAPTER XLIV Special Notice The Woman's Home Missionary so- ciety of Trinity M. E. church will ‘llold a rummage sale at 22 Broad street, Tuesday and Wednesday of | next | {ready 1o collect Monday, Oct. i(‘all cither 2090 or 999W by Satur- day night. week. Please have articles Special Notice | The Ladies’ Afd of the Second | Advent church will hold a food sale saturday, Oct. 13th, at 11 Main St. PRISON SENTENCE FOR NEW BRITAIN CHEATER 18 Months to Three Years is Peaalty Mierziewski Must Pay for Flim- flamming Torrington People. A state's prison sentence of not less than 18 months nor more than three years was imposed by Judge Alfred C. Baldwin in superior court in Litchfield yesterday, on Peter Alexander Mierziewski of New Britain, who was convicted of flim- flamming Peter Lapinski of Torring- ton, of $700 and Mrs. Ignac Czar- necki of 77 Hoffman street, Torring- ton, of $280. Mierziewsaki’'s game was to con- vince his victims that he had a ma- chine which was capable of making money, and in the two instances he placed the bills turned over to him in a paper covered package which he put in a box. After he had gone and the box was opened, nothing but paper was found. Mierziewski was arrested in Bridgeport on June 9. COLUMBUS DAY PROGRAM Italian Organizations to Have Pro- gram Tomorrow—Banks Close To- day—Half Holiday in Schools Today, Columbus Day, is being celebrated in some quarters of the city., Stores and business places, professional offices, post office and Chamber of Commerce headquarters are operating on their customary schedule, but banks and financial institutions are closed. The schools closed at noon today. A celebration in honor of Colum- bus will be held by Italian organiza- tions tomorrow in Odd Fellow’s hall on Arch street. Michelaneglo Russo of Middletown, newspaper editor, and Miss Angela Lacava, New Brit- ain lawyer, will speak. The committee in charge includes | the following officers: President, Anthony M. Zozzo; vice president, Joseph Gaeta; sceretary, Guiseppe Rubera; treasurer, Mrs. A. Caiazzo, BRISTOL MAN INTERESTED IN FELLOWSHIP FORUM| Fred C. Amsden Stockholder in Al- leged Ku Kiux Klan Publication Under Fire of Democrats, By GEORGE H. MANNING (Washington Correspondent. N, B. Herald) ‘Washington, D. C.,, Oct. 12.—Fred C. Amsden of Bristol is listed as & stockholder in the Fellowship Forum, alleged national publication | of the Ku Klux Klan, in its annual | sworn statement filed with the post | office department, as provided by Act of Congress, on October 1, for | the year 1928, The Fellowship Forum also named George William Schoenfeld of Meriden and Daisy H. Phillips of South Norwalk as stockholders forl 1928, The post office department has been swamped with letters urging | that the Fellowship Forum be de- | prived of the use of the mails on the | ground that it publishes weekly material in opposition to Governor Al 8mith as president ,that is not| rightfully mailable. TEACHING STAFF CHANGES Two teachers were given tem- porary promotion while Elementary School Supervisor Ella A. Fallon is on a leave of absence until January 1, according to information given out by the school department. Miss Mary A. Campbell, principal of the Elihu Burritt school, has been selected as temporary school super- | visor and Mrs. Helen Rawlings, as- | sistant to Principal Edward E. Weeks of the Roosevelt and V. B. | Chamberlain schools, will take over —advt, | LOVE \S A BITTER CuP AT TIMES = THEN AGAIN- TIS GRANTA = Ge oN HEY- FATSOY LOOKIY WHAT \ FOuND! —— T ON MAL Miss Campbell's duties. B s ~ GENUWIN SoLID BRASS |KEY . o a KEY AINT NC GOOD- MUSH- MoU MIGHT JES * FOUND [ac (SELL THROW N’ STREET, HUSBAND GONE SIX YEARS, RETURNS HOME, ARRESTED Arthur J. Smith Taken Into Custody oa Charge of Non-Support - in Bristol. (8pecial to the Herald) Bristol, Oct. 12—Upon his return to the city ‘this morning following an absence of six years, Arthur J. Smith was arrested on a charge of non-support of his wife and child, who reside at 166 Maple street. Smith, who has been living in Gar- diner, Mass, was released under bond of $500 for his appearance in court Saturday morning. He has re- tained Judge 8. Russell Mink as his counsel, Lions to Hear of . European Countries Next Tuesday will be travel day at the Lion's club, when Adolph Carl- son, will tell ‘em all about Sweden gleamed from his extensive trip there last summer. Claude Lereaux will be allowed ten minutes to tell about his trip to Palistine, Constan- tinople, and points in and around the Mediterranean sea. Robert C. 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Sedan, leath- er upholstery, nickel radiator, wood wheels, cowl lamps, splendid tires, perfect running. Price $485. REO 5 pass. Sedan. 6 cyl, $95 Velour upholstery, special leather covered driver's seat, bumpers, spot light, PAIGE 7 pass. *6-66" Sedan, $150 Wonderfully quiet, powerful motor, entirely free from trouble of any kind. This car will outwear new cars costing much more, NASH “699" 5 pass. Sedan. 60 h. p., finished in rich royal blue, slip covers to match, Price $350. HUDSON Coach, 1925, splendid value, speed and power, new balloons rear, spare. Price $350, REO b pass. 8edan, sturdy model T, right from an owner who rode Bundays and stored car winters, good equipment, Love- joy shock absorbers, $495. HOWARD W. WHITMORE Graham Paige Cars 819 East Main Street Near Elm Phone 2810 ANNOUNCEMENTS Burta) Lots,. Munuments EW BRITAIN MONUMENTAL WORKS. 133 Osk St. Monuments of all sises and descriptions. Ressonable. Phone 3633. Florisw BOSTON FERNA Very ressonable pricea. SANDELLI'S GREENHOUSE, 31§ Oak 8t._Telephone 3181-3. Lost and Found LOST—8X marker 3713. Please retrun to :ll(lmn Chevrolet, Inc., 1141 Stanley treet, Persunals CHARISTMAN GREETING CARDA—This for delivery later, Street, DYE YOUR suit, drees or overcoat for $3.00. Buperior Cleaning and Dyelng Co.. 15 Franklin 8quare, DRESSES made to order by experienced dressmaker Mrs. Slegfried Ek, 66 Jubi- lee Bt. HEADQUARTERS for 14 and 18 K. wed- ding rings. Watch repairing. Himberg & Horn, 392 Main 8t. & 10 R. R. Arcade. HEALTH BIRBT, all else follows E. H. Lotz, chdropractor, Strand Theater Bullding. Tclephone §67. LADIES and gentlemen, now is the time to have your fall and winter hats re- newed by our speclal process. The Modern Hat Shop, 38 Church St. LOOK AROUND and you'll find that you have pict! or diplomas that need framing. t us do it now before they are ruined| Arcade Studio. NAPTHA and benzine best for cleaning. Prices are right. Hall's Paint Store, 179 Arch 8t. Telephone 2606-2. 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