New Britain Herald Newspaper, July 30, 1930, Page 18

18 NEW RRITAIN DAILY HERALD, WEDNESDAY, JULY 30, 1930. Py —_————— g S e lonly tryving to please Mr. Storna- | forgetulne She fully realized | very little, but it scemed a fortune | float like a little storm cloud |argzy with his darkly accusirg way. Old Max Difkbread would | now that her mind had been a com- to Chummy. She was 25, she hai|among the multicolored figures | eyes, even while she danced with roar with laughter if he could hear | plete blank in some respects. 1t |just come to life again, and she hai [about her, drawn largely from the | him. 5 veu. He calls me an ignoramous.” | was most probable that Judy had |such wonderful friends! foreign residents in the Village. She and Gideon reached the door- “Do you care for dancing?” was | friends ¢f whom she had known | «jyqy, I all do something—I | “You‘ love dancing, don't You?” | way of her building before he had the next question n the somnolent state of | know I shal she cried, flinging | acked Gideon, as he left the club |time to say anything more about vee, T love it.'® | away her buttered hat and throw- | With her, followed by the furious |the career he was suggesfing for , EICTION 5/ CODAL‘E STANTON O.'fl(l’ HEATH HOSKEN . sre d> you dance, if I mu" There was something rathor|ing out her long, thin arms in a | ®¥°S of D"mflnt- _ her. She bade him good night, an1 ~ 3 103 CHELSEA HOUSE i ask arming that Judy had recognized. | sweeping gesture of victory. T adore it,” she replied. he asked her to think it over. ot = COPYRIGHT 1930 A&/ = “I don't dance often—can't afford | Chummy did not for a moment| “Have you seen Mr. Steyne to-| “And you dance like — well, I| The next two days passed witi- but now and agdin one of the |realize that Judy had been seeing | gay?* asked Judy, all smiles of ad- | don't know what. My vocabulary |out incident. On the third morning bhoys gets an extra bit of cash, and | her lover, and had been going about | miring devotion. “Of course, you'll | fails me. Have you never thougat | she receiven the following letter: by colleages of his | treats me to the Lemon Grove.” with him qmite frequently, withont|he a great artisf—the best of the |of dancing on the stage?” Dear Miss Judy: I have been - | "What is that — & dancing club? | knowing who he was. His return, | jct1 “I've done it —in a chorus; but | thinking over your career as a | studio was a|[n the Village?" |82 far as Chummy was concerned, “Yes, I saw Alan this morning.|I've never had a chance on my dancer. It appeals to me as a ; but then Dick- | “yes It's an old garage they'we |took place on the day when <he |He's gone back to Welford's, too. | own. I'm too small, and I can't sing. | business proposition. I believe + and would have | tyrned into a club, It's great fun.” |came into her room in the Villace | He's goin gto take up painting | And I've got no pull.” you would have an enormous rned every #tick of furniture he| ¢ wish you would take me there, | and found him with Jud | again.” “I'll see to that,” said Gideon in success. [ should like to talk 058 Miss Judy.” | Judy had been obliged to Warn| ““He says he never could paint.” |a businesslike tone. “I don't mean| ‘it over seriously with you. “You wouldn’t~like it. It's no |everybody at the cafe about this.| «That's rubbish. Of course he|what you think. Dancers shouldn't Will you lunch with me at the - place for high hats!" It was the most mysterious fact of | cani” And Chummy flushed glo- | sing. You shall have the best show | Picarcy Hotel at two oclock “I assure you I'm !not a high|Chummy's condition The *nice | rjously in praise of her teloved. |in New York. I can arrange it. today? Yours sincerely, 2 ; i to Gideon said, his soft voice | handsome boy” whom sh»dhmi m:ti =Aud when are you going to ho‘wmz do you say to that?” Bruce Gideon. i ot ey shed an earnestly persuasive | before her iliness had evidently, in | married, you two?" asked Judy. WAy hankathiig o savito Biice ey . flatteries had te 1 am deeply interested in reawakened mind, not the| Chummy's *face put on the ro»jGMPon’s proposal ;st then. imi;’:'\ :&fl::e{:m:;fi h:;“e‘:hill'n‘: D g r prickles t — in every possible kind of |slightest connection with ~Alin |served look that always slightly| To begin with, she was tired 10| pog fo say. She was not enamored . eyne. And yet, when she had|awed her friend, | death, and in some way the evening | of ner \ife as a model. It was very [ Entrro " she objected. | dreamed of him during her illness, | * “please don't talk about that.|had jarred on her. The rich man |py g o ®% & BOTEH o WAS Vv [ believe the | it had been as he was now, and not | yugy,” said. “You see, it's stil | was undoubtedly as much out of | jove o ven cr ooked o vod ae < hines elitathaye the pallid, half-starved failure |31 5o strange. I mean”—sho [ place at the Lemon Grove as he | ree our tigare s e too ey Dl ho gave up the hopeless Strus¥le | paused a moment, because all he. | had been at the Cafe Ture. It was| jiac 20 UEICE B el m with mis- went away instincts wers against hurting in |not his hehavior —it was himsel?. | axcaption: of - Stormamas whe hievously I g lips. When she thought over her evo-|ihe very taintest degree the fe:le |She felt that she was TN resy i st e Honor bri 2 ning with Bruce Gideon. Judy |ings of this friend who had been |because he was ve O S S e s e ; Honor t! Do you remem- could find nothing amiss With it|her guardian angel in her time of |viously faterested in evervthing | qonamg 1f it was really o busi- o At when your friead g partict in 1ts | distress — “T mean that Alan and 1 |around him. He was anxious to be | no Mo 00 e P50 P DS n you would both | must get used to each other all over on the friondliest terms, not oniy m;;“n'; Fp e with me, it it would It has already been said that ‘h“‘agam." with herself, but with the little ,m' Mr 'p,, ShE bt ;M’ had never ¢ S e ., but she knew it chiefly | band “of artists, and with Clar:|yeen afraid of any man. respect as far as men were | Judy, frankly speaking. could not | Jenks and the other girls July | e S e a young man now,” ned. To her all men were|ypderstand these reticences, these | knew. ' ; “boys” at the |gubtle delicacies of her friend's| That was the trouble. These| i . e ety ont, Alan Stevne, | mind others responded to his ad\nnc»’i.i(lapper Makes Contact rried ve-y characters “But you are going to marry They ate and drank at his expense; 5 c . Dickbread and Doctor | him?" she asked, her purple ey=s | they showed him around; but they | x Fo_’ Frac“?n ‘?f Second will you do?" Mone of those had ever opening wide set him apart as belonging to Judy,| New York, July 30 (P—The clap- did before, Mr. made love to her. All others had| “Oh, yes!" and Chummy's face |as an admirer out of another worid | PeA of a bell as it rings chimes is in ed to, and it was the kind of love | glowed with soft rapture. whom she had picked up. They |contact with the bell for from seven words at him as a she did not want. “You love him most awfully.!were mot in the least unfriend!y, to eight thousandths of & second. ¥ Gldeon was different. He don't you, Chummy darling?” but they, were not very much m»’ These measurements are reported 4 of you to re- disarmed her from the beginning |There was an almost hysterical®tcrested — all but Bastien Dumont. [to the Acoustical Society of America he said his deferential attitude. He con- | catch in Judy's yoice. who was furiously .jealous, ani|hy Arthur Taber Jones of Smith io or T don’t.”” she t her, to seek her | The elder gifl came up to her. made Judy half miserable and ha'f | college. don't know you a at her as he might | took her hand, and held it for a ated a girl of his ONN | mement against her own cheek. | S me a chance, at fle took her to a swell res- | Then she spoke, and her voice was P—“ and never saw that her |solemn. s not the same &s were out of place, or thut| «“Judy, do vou know, it's rather | = & 5 ol not wear gloves, or that | |ike a dream to me, but it seems to | | T S f R d T I'd like to show vou a little of wakeup was badly put on me that all the time 1 was queer— | | = atest Ride in Town —]————— - —jus bits = and you know it was vears and ‘ \ d resumed her likeness to | years — I was only living for the vo or d cissus, and that tiday when Alan came back. Ofl] - 5 ’ g looked as gaudy and terr®le @S | course. [ didn't know it, but it was| | p Yellow Cab Wants to Know ’ s possible to be. She knew al: |there deep down inside me. Though | | That'e TT 9 s : it by comparing herself | I loved him when he went away. | | What’s Lm‘ier the Cap? e other women, with their | jove him so much more now that I || e Yellow Cab creed, this is more vital than = v simple clothes and their |can't express it. And that's what | t is under the hood. Mechanical problems have Judy. if Clarissa won't marry me. will yon s 7 splendid jewelry. She | makes me a little afraid of happi- | | all been solved at the factory. Human problems are D i x ow me?? | and laughed loudly. ness, don't you see? It's come ullon | | up to us BEGIN HERE TODAY 1 indn 2 T oy e Tho e et das eniihonshiits Go'f R (i s W are S e fucdenlvcven encaeh ol We realize that our measure of the public good will T t up and juggle the table| There was a silence, durm:“ rests entirely with ithe driver, 2 s S Alento . : : r- which Judy heard her own heart- | | To the degree that drivers are courleous and care- S 1 s I But Gi had only elaborated | beats. | ful will the public respond with its friendehip and e y oked up at his N that idea of his that they were| “Darling Chummy,” she said.|| patronage 3 aos 1 fles i two friends, exploring each other's “vou're going to be the happiest | | ¢ of dislik domain This was bis| gid in the world!" | . 1| was haif part of it. The next| I a answered Chummy in a s 1 X ct he wanted to come to | lew voice, and with a deep sigh hd s ani e a glass of wine at :h e g - s. 0 to go and dance at| The next eve Judy took iru ; % S on Grove Gideon to a dance at the Lemon| | E ] e o s later_sho nerved | Grove, She made i kmawn to vari: || (ONE FARBL g r . for a talk with Chummy. | cus friends. Nether Chummy ror 2 LG Aiss J i Tito A by Hot 4 not seen Alan Steyne since n Stevne was there idion did | | for extra pas- - after luncheon to | not dance, but Me encouraged Judy || sengers. o A 1 H 3 y's to dance with other men | 5 = ) 2 e 2 in, alert ani Bastien Dumwont was a faultliss NO CHARGE - : LT = the young Diana dancer, and the rich man watched | | for extra stops = Yo 1 ¢ cig Stornaway had com- |the pair eyrating in perfect | Pay what the * She rhythr and harmony to the tunes ay wha € ;4 e 0 of a wheezy but powerful phono- | | meter reads. * r school a graph between the yellow-washed | | \ . As 4 walls of a large, disused g: on| | N ad proved to her that which were painted rows of stiff o : hai | lemon trees in full flower. The floor 5 & was excellent, the company hetero- | | 5 geneous. The refreshments were | | - b very poor and very high priced. 8l - 4 2 - Judy wore black, and seemed to y o “ WHY BAKE THIS HOT WEATHER? ' EUGENE . BUY 3 ! 1 PERMANENT WAVING 5 i (e FRISBIE’S ERE s Fugene Special DELICIOUS 5 v : o s Retouch On Permanent $ N 2 ) o iRt FRESH FRUIT PIES : Ladies' and Children’s Haircut | THE METER READS ome rather T AGNELLO'S BLACKBERRY, HUCKLEBERRY and CHERRY : St BEAUTY SHOP ‘ At Your Grocer and Restaurant ! s . £ abe Tel. 1543 For Appointment ! e for i3 . BT e R1g s : POLLY AND HER PALS First Come, First Served By CLIFF STERRET |1D 22 GLAD GERRUDE KICKED A 4 5 ' HEH HEH HEH! A EX YoU'LL HAFTA WAIT YER TURN, i | e F ONLY HER MAW WOULD }{ WHO?PS. I GOT A DEA. ER, . 2 g : : HoRUSIS R ORE Vi S AW, feei S COUPLE HOURS N UNK. 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[ | MARE HER LIRE ME ) . o 1 i I A NAWFUL LoT i “I'm proud of my ances: | w | . “I guess their honeymoon | | tors, but I haven't talked to | . ¢ i g oyec: A bride don’t begin | |f Ma about 'em since she got || | 3 writin’ letters to her old ||| mad an’ said she wished I i friends until she gets fed up had inherited less greatness || ; i on her husband.” - || an’ more mone; | j R e ol Gyt ) Copyright. 1930, Publishers Syndicate | | | Copyright. 1930, Publishers Syndicate | { AR — N . e 3 7 S ' «