New Britain Herald Newspaper, January 14, 1929, Page 4

— — o — — WAS HAPPENED Ashtoreth Ashe, determined little stenegrapher, has wrung a proposal of marriage from her wealthy em- ployer. Hollis Hart is said to be the moat eligible bachelor in America. You can hardly blame Ashtoreth for being elated. She iz a very beau- tiful girl, but poor as a church mouse, and infinitely removed from the charmed circles in which Hollis moves. He is old enough, perhaps, to be her father, but a rather hand- some man, and loveable. He tells Ashtoreth that he loves her with all his heart, and gives her a little tender name — Orchi Because, he says, she reminds him of the loveliest flowers that grow. Ashtoreth loves him, too. At least, she thinks she does. Probably al- mest any girl would love a hand- some multi-millionaire, who made love divinely, and adored the very ground she walked on. They have been together for a glorious week, in a little house on a mountainous island in the West Indies. The meeting was entirely accidental, but Ashtoreth—naturally | She was | —made the most of it. traveling at the time for her health. Hart was taking one of his frequent cruises, and had stopped off at Dominica on his way to South America. Now they are on their way back to Boston, returning on the cruise ship which Ashtoreth unceremo- niously abandoned at Dominica as soon as she saw Hollis. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XXXIII They sat on the deck at night, and talked about their wedding trip. “You've mever been to Paris?” he | asked. “I've mever been anywhere,” she told him. i s don't go to He smiled at her fondly. t will be very wonderful,” he “showing you the world, my dear. It would be so too bad to go honeymooning with a girl who'd been everywhere, and seen every- thing. Tt’s going to be glorious, tak- ing you to my favorite haunts and shrines. . . . I know a little plaee in the countty, where George Sand uged to live—" “The country, Holly!” Ashtorcth interrupted breathlessly. *“My dear, youw'll never be able to lure me off | the rue de la Paix. I've been read- ing about that place all my life. About how the jewelers' shops blazc like windows aflame. And how you #it in the cafe on the corner, and watch the world stroll by. And the women are the loveliest and the smartest on earth. And every little shop is 80 cram full of fashion and | of elegance, hat you're simply diz- zled with splendor.” " he chidded. “The rue de My goodness, | —3 g Y Sy S —— S - la Paix isn’t in it with Fifth ave. nue. But wait until you see Notre Dame and Sainte Chapelle—" “What's Sainte Chapelle?” she in- terrupted. “The loveliest chapel in the world,” he told her. “The most awe- windows are like gems. An ancient | king built it to house his holy rel- ics. From the Holy Land he had brought a piece of the True Cross, and a nail that had pierced the sa- cred hand of Jesus. And he com- missioned the greatest artist in the world to raise a tabernacle worthy of his hallowed treasures. And the | great artist was inspired by God himself. And so he created Sainte |the world to reverence." Ashtoreth did not like to appear | ignorant. *Oh, ye: } ber now said. “I remem- reading reout it. And 1 | Notre Dame, so I know something | about that too.” Hollis smiled indulgently. “Wait until you see the Madonna of Notre Dame,” he said. “I don’t care much for Ma- donnas,” she confessed. “Théy're |so big, and they've such blandly | holy cxpressions. 1 suppose it's awfully irreverent to have such | preferences. But I'd lots rather sce Josephine Baker.” | “That* he told her, because ! you've never seen the Holy Lady of | Notre Dame. She's ‘my favorite | girl, so you'a better like her. She's | a little bit of a thing, Orchid, and she doesn’t look particularly holy. As a matter of fact, she's a young modern mother — and God knows liow many centuries old she is. A little slim thing, with tiny features. Holding her Baby in a frightened | sort of way, and not complacent at all, like the other Madonnas. hody knows who fashioned her, nor when. Nor where she came from.” Ashtoreth compromised. Well, of course, we'll go and see her,” she agreed. “But you'll take me to see Josephine Baker too, won't you, Holly? And I want to g0 to the Follies, and the Casino and Montmartre. And all the dress- makers. And every single blessed cafe in Paris.” She squeazed his hand eestati- cally. “Oh, my goodness, deares I'm glad yowre rich! You don’t mind my being glad, do you?" “Not a bit* he assured “Sometimes I'm glad mysel “Well,” she said, “it's certainly wonderful, the things money will do! I'd ncver have believed people could change like the wamen on tils boat. When I was with Mona, they snubbed me outrageously. Be- cause Mona wasn't anybody. And I wasn't anybody either. And they her. /‘DVANC FEATURES Here is a challenge that rings with fulfillment. Its bid is to all wko would own the best, and no car is excepted. &\ somely beautiful spot in Paris. Its| | Chapelle — for you and me and 11 saw the movie about Victor Hugo's | No- | A ‘Ffi' felt a million times better than either of us. “But now! My dear, they're sim- ply falling over their fat selves, trying to make up. If I'm good enough for you, I'm good enough, it seems, for them. The old hypo- crites! Why, Holly do you realize that I might be the most unmoral thing in the world. What do they |know? I left the boat at Dominica, |and was away for a whole week. And T bet anything they've heard | do they care? “Just because you've got money, you can buy their good opinion of | ne. They don’t snub me, becauss | they wouldn't offend you. And 1 k the way they fawn is per- ctly sickening! They'd give any- | thing in the world to be friendly with you. Why, darling, cven swallow me!” Her vehemence amused him. “It is pretty raw,” he admitted. “But what do we care, Orchid?'. “Oh, T don't care she retorted “It just makes me sick, 's all.” “The Dunks want to have a din- | ner party for us tonight,” he told | ner. Ashtoreth sputtered wrathfully. “I hope,” she declared, “you told | them to go to the devil.” | “Well, not exactly,” he admitted. “It was Mrs. Dunks, you sce, who | asked me. But I sort of implied | something of the sort. I told them we had another engagement.” She giggled happily. “And we'll it right beside them,” she cricd, by ourselves!” oxactly,” he agreed. ing if we were engaged,” she told him. *“I informed them that our | relations were an entirely personal | matter.” “You did?” he chuckled. “And | what do you suppose they're going | to say now? You shouldn’t talk | that way, darling. I shan’t have | my lily mald defamed. But it she's |a foolish little girl, and talks ab- surdities, T don’t know what I can do about it.” | “om, it's all right” she said. | “They purred and smirked, and d they thought it was simply too romantic for words.” “Mrs, Harvey announced this | morning that she thought you were |a perfectly charming young lady,” he told her. * ‘So poised,’ she said, ['and such a lovely manner.’ " “Holly! She didn't?” Ashtoreth leaned forward to look into his facc. “Honestly? Did she dear?” “Honestly,” he affirmed. “And that's the woman,” declared Ashtoreth, “whe told Jack Smythe that she could tell an adventuress cvery tijgie, and if T wasn't a bold In Fast Getaway—against the champions of any price class. In Speed—anything the road offers up to 70 miles an hour. In Endurance—60 miles an hour all day long is being proved by thousands. In Hill-climbing—give it the hardest task you know. In Size and Roominess—match with big cars of large passenger capacity. In Appearance and Smartness—compare it with the costly cars, in which high price is paid for just those thinga. In Economy—against small light cars, whecse chief appeal is economical operation, and which do not contend for. per- formance distinction. These are but a few of the 76 ad- vanced features which a million est against ai challenge your ownership mter- At % ) O R s W’y i = = NA=—CH ; T S that T was at your house. But what | they'll | “The Simpsons asked this morn- Cosch 2-Pass. Coupe Phseton Coupe (with rumble seat) Standard Sedaa - - — .nl’-nioftv —] e | hussy, she never saw one!"” | “The big slob!™ he observed. “Well, darling, that's the sort she is. Lots of people exactly like her. Money's all that ‘counts In their rotten little world.” “No,” she demurred. “It ‘an’t just money. If it was, they'd have noticed Mona. She had gorgeous clothes and jewels and things. But she only rated their contempt. Fam- ily has something to do with ft, Holly. Tradition and background, and all that sort of thing. Now, if you were noveau riche, they'd anub you, too—for taking up with me, 1 mean. But you're Hollis Hart from Boston. You've generations behin you of the sort of thing they wor. ship. “You can do no wrong. Because you come from one of the best fam- ilies in America. Because you're cne of the biggest financiers in the | country. Because you're handsome, and well bred — and rolling in the tilthy lucre they pretend to despise. “They'd give anything in the world if they could feel superior to you. But, my Jear you've every- | thing they've sxot, and so much | more, that there's nothing they can do but lick your boots. You've been | everywhere that they've been—and | everywhere else besides. They can’t criticise your manners, nor your clothes, nor your education. They | can’t show you up on a single | thing—and so, my dear, they must kowtow. . “You're the biggest, richest, most {important man they ever had a chance to know. And they'd toady to me, if they could. in order to im- | press themselves on you. Oh, 1T | know.” , Hollis patted her hand under the | steamer rug. Little Bolshevist,” he called her. | “But tell me, dear, is this man Smythe the novelist who put Mona in a book? I heard them in the bar about Pariah-Girl. Wasn't that the name of it? “Yes,” she said. “And what do you het, Holly, he doesn’t put you | and me in this next novel? Adven. | turous stenographers and hand- some millionaires make the nicest plots!" “Well," he smiled, “we've lived a | perfect beginning—you and T—for any old novel. I wonder what the next chapter will be.” “The wedding,” mented. “That's right,” he agreed. “Novels she supple- SCHOOL glasses are usually thrown away— it worm early emough, Frank E. Goodwin Optical Specialist 327 MAIN ST. TEL. 1905 Town Sedsa - - - Roadster - Convertible Coupe ny value that motor- e Equipment inclndes: 4 hedraulic sha hatiers—ddle @nd oil guuge — radister Lemps — windshictd wi talking | § today always begin with the mar- riage, don't they? You know that's the way they used to end —and then they lived happily ever after. But modern novelists have sensed that the plot is only just beginning there. The drama and the tragedy these days follow the marriage. And it's very, very seldom that anybody lives happily ever after.” She pressed his hand warmly. “Bue we will!" she cried. “We'll be different, won't we, Holly? “Of course we will,” he told her. *“We are different, aren't we, dear?” “Oh, my goodness, ycs!” she ex- claimed. “Just as different as can be.” Hollis smiled at the wise old moon. And tne wise old moon twinkled back again. Probably that was because the moon had heard so many lovers make the same protes- tations. *“Let’s talk some more about our wedding trip,” she suggested, and snuggled cozily against his shoyl- der. “We might go around the world.” | he proposed, d stop off at the places we liked. “For how long?” she asked. “Oh, a month, or a year, or for- ever.” Bhe shivered delightfully. “Oh, Holly, isn't it just too wonderful— being rich!" “You'd like Africa,” he told h-r, “And the Garden of Allah, where ert.” “Oh. T saw the movie!” claimed. “Is it like that?" “It’s lovelier,” he pronounced solemnly. ' “You can't sce the colors on the screen. Sunset, and moon- light, aid the dawning. . . . You'll love the bazaars. too, Orchid. And T'll buy you al! the eastern jewelry and perfumes in Constantinople.” “Have you been to Turkey, to0?” she asked. * lecture once in Boston. Madame | Halida_Edib. Stie told all about the harems—but, my goodness, I never dreamed T could sce the heavenly things she talked about. The mosques and minarcts, and the beauty of old Stamboul.” “I had a strange there,” he told her. you know, are a strangely she ex- adyenture “The Arabs, emo- roses and jasmine growe in the des- | heard a Turkish lady | tional race. Well, I heard a group of dark-skinned sons of the desert talking, once in a Turkish coffee house. There was an Anatolian girl dancing for them. A seductive !creature, And the Arabs, intoxi- cated by her beauty, asked her to die. Mad with the loveliness of her {voice and person, they declared | they could not bear the idea of so much perfection existing on earth.” Ashtoreth shivered, “Were they Many Here Try Now o - Method in Own Homes for- “Head and Chest Colds * By taking the advice ef their doctors and using s method that has relieved even the most ex- treme hospital cases, Mrs, E. H. Barber and C. H. Perry mow know the quickest and most pleasant way to get rid of a head cold, chest cold or resultant cough. Nose Cleared Up—Cold Gone In Few Hours The quick nllef‘ which came to Mr. Perry is typical of experiences in num- | bers of New Britain homes. For three days the different reme- | dies he used failed' | to check the cold in his head. Then | | he consulted his doctor, who advis cd double strength coses of Ayer's | Pectoral—a hospital certified medi- | ‘cation of wild cherry, terpin-hydrate, | ete., which clears up the breathing | passages. { the comforting, from his mose passages desp down into his chest—and a & few hours congestion began to loosen Wp. Next morning he ing freely through his nose and in a day or so all traces of the cold were gone. Tempting to Take and started spreading so fast it “Wireless for Miss Ashe,” he said, and handed her a white envelope. (TO BE CONTINUED) Relief began instantly. He feit healing warmth— was breath- Soom Ended Child's Oold Mrs. Barber’s ten year old daugh. ter contracted a severe cold which was call the doctor. On his advice then she gave double doses of Ayers Cherry Pectoral ev- ery half hour until congestion was re- lieved — then once ‘every two hours. By supper time the lots better and ate in sev- was necessary to vhild felt heartily for the first tim eral days. That night she able to sleep without coughWg and in a day or so was rid of the cold and back at school, “Yes, Suh! ... i1’s the Heart-Lea‘ves that are kind to yo’ Throat” Only a few of these silky beauties gmw. on each tobacco plant, . . 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