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New Britain herald., 1925-01-31

ward with his extended thumbs for his foes eyes. Mister Stevens was crafty, too. He ierked his head up- wards, and snapped at the thumbs with his teeth. He caught one, and bit hard on it, while the crimp bel lowed with pain. Then Stevens let him go and while the man stood on one leg, twisting round and round, wringing his half severed thumb, the blond man stepped in. coldly, methodically, like cooper walking around cask, and punched with all his muscle and weight at the others face and jaw.
 Six sickening punches landed be- fore the crimp fell. Six cutting. punches that sent the blood spat- tering over walls and ceiling. The last two landed upon an unconscious man; and when he pitched head lond across the couch where Drake lay. his head struck the iron with crack The fall knocked the wind out of Drake: but 1t also dissipated some of the niists that logged his brain. He dragged leg and arm free, and began to struggle up. He meant to have something 10 say to that big blond man. The landlord was heavy. The big blond man glanced contemptuously backwards as he quilted the room.
 Send me bloody dude for a sailor, will you? A dude like that, too! If it was only man"
 Mister Stevens passed from view. and Drake fought himself to sit- ting posture, his sluggish blood bs' ginning to leap with shame.
 "Ill show him." he gritted. and made a bold stagger across the room. He was back in his shipboard youth again. 4 fight was the natural sequence to an insult like that.
 Drake began to doubt that he was entirely awake. Horrid things, red splotched things whirled before his eyes. He felt his wrist. His wrist watch was undoubtedly gone. Coins jingled in his trousers pockets. He drew forth two copper pennies. Hi' keys were gone.
 This is too much of good thing" he muttered, and marched through the door. At the threshold he stopped, conscious of his incom plete attire; for a woman's volc' came to him from along a passage; not the voice of woman like Mag Parrot, but the cultured, soft toned voice of a girl. Mems voices could be heard, too; and among them the hateful voice of Mister Stevens. the voice that had uttered that scorch' ing remark. He wanted to inter view Stevens. But a gentleman could not face a lady at that houl of the morning in the quite made uuate remnants of 8 dinner suit. H. drew back into the room, throwing the door shut after him, and la, down on the couch, his arm wrapped about his face.
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BEGIN HERE TO-DAY

Alden Talbot Drake possesses characteristics whichs 1t all three Of his names. The urge which took him to sea on leaving school has never left him. He is contemptuous of the idle life he is leading in his luxurious home.
 One day, when Drake Is in paG ticularly angry mood, he swings a gate to with loud clang, startling an old gentleman and a pretty girl who are riding by in m old-fash- toned chaise. The memory of the girls beautiful face, raised in naughty reproof, stays with him.
 One night Drake slips away from q party at his house and makes his way to Sailortown, ancient rendez- vous of men who follow the sea, where he meets up with fat little
 Joe Bunting. a sailor, They enter barroom. "I'll interduce you to Mag Parott," says Joe.
 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 Here. Mag! Meet my friend Mister Drake" Joe Bunting was wheezing: and he was shaking the cool, hard hand of Miss Parrott.
 Later Drake rambled through the smoky room again.
 He stood at the bar. After two treats the crowd accepted him. AL den Drake felt some queer influence at work within him. The smoky room was hazier; the chatter of
New Britain herald., 1925-01-31
A Wife's Confessional
  REVELATIONS OF A WIFE

ing the woodland with the Durkee garden.
 But she hung back, searching the wall Of trees with puzzled eyes.
 You know, Margaret, l don't re- member very much after that man started toward us--" felt her shiver at the remembrance of the tramp's menacing geSture--"becaus 1 turned so faint I thought I was going to fall, but l thought l heard you say there were eyes watching us, that we were guarded--and he he-changed his manner so quickly. what does it all mean?"
 I was thankful that she had not asked me directly whether there was protection for us in the woodland, for l hated to tell her direct false hood, I knew that 1t was distinctly unwise for her to know of Lee Chow's self-appointed guardianship of me aNi everything belonging to me. and I purposely made my voice light and careless as answered her.
 Mother Graham Collapses
 "He was very easily bluffed, don't you think" l countered evasively. hurrying her along the path as fast as I dared. Behind her back, I made a sweeping outward gesture with my hand toward the bank of evergreen shrubs. I knew that the Chinese was still watching us protectingly from behind that barrier, and that his countrymen were also hidden near at hand. But I was sure that my authoritive gesture would keep them out of sight until l had maneuvered my mother-in-law into the peaceful shelter of the Durkee house.
 "Oh-.-!" she exclaimed little breathlessly. "Was it all a pretense? !? How clever you are. Margaret! And you didn't give him but fifty dollars either. I never should Have dared try any thing like that. I'm so glad that you came with me"
 My conscience stirred uneasily, but I quieted it with the reflection that anything was better than having her nerves any more frayed than they
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'leven. This bloke looked as if he might pass out, that's why I didn't send i'm wiv the rest. Els orlright, nah. I'll send i'm dnhn."
 Send him to hell!" bawled Mis- ter Stevens, furiously. He leaned over Drake. glared into his face, and dumped him heavily in the ribs. Drake only grunted, but tried to shake his heavy head reproach- fully. See here! This ain't the first time you've Dutched me over men. You would send this junk-laid hunk o'--". He stepped crouchingly to- ward the crimp, his blond face turning purple with rage, his blue eyes snapping. The crimp put up his hands, and spat fearsomely on the floor.
 Don't you lay 'ands on me. Mis- ter!' he warned. T give yer my word. I'll 1t back, ard. stoppit! stoppit!"
 Drake only hazily knew the mo- ment the fight began; but he was sitting up before it was finished. The crimp hit, and hit hard: but he was putty in the hands of the big blond man. Mister Stevens hit him once. a blow that would have floored him but for the wall. The wall creaked under the impact of his body. Crafty in free-for-all light ing. the crimp rebounded from the wooden wall, launched himself for ward in a crouch, and gouged up-
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Selfish Samuel and his aunt the witch laughed ever so rudely when the witch worked her magic on the nice giant lady and made her as small as Raggedy Ann. But the nice giant lady did not laugh! Indeed not! She sat down upon the ground and wept and Raggedy Ann had to wipe the lady's eyes with her apron. You should be ashamed of yourself" Raggedy Ann said 10 the witch, How would you like it if someone would change you and make you so small you were no larger than an ant?"
 'Ha, ha, hal" the witch laughed, T am no larger than an aunt now, cause l am Selfish Samuel's aunt" And she and Selfish Samuel laughed at her joke.
 Anyway, you must change the Giant daddy and the Giant Mama and Jimmy Giant right back To their own sizes, or else you will be sorry" Raggedy Ann said.
 "Oh," the witch howled, Who says so? Now I shall get my scis- sors and snip the candy heart out of your cotton stuffed body. Miss Rag gedy Ann" And the witch ran into Selfish Samuel's house for her scis- sors.
 As soon as the witch disappeared into the house, Raggedy Andy caught Selfish Samuel and ran with him through the woods toward the Giants house and even though Sel- fish Samuel kicked and squealed, Raggedy Andy held him tight. Then when Raggedy Andy reached the Giants house. he put Selfish Sam uel in a great big trunk with only a handful Of chocolate cake and a glass of water.
 T do not know how long you will have 10 stay here" Raggcdy Andy said, and you may grow hun grv!"
 Then Raggedy Andy called the magical wooden hobby horse who was asleep in the giant boys great hig bed and said, Wooden hobby horse. you and I will have to hurry hack to Selfish Samuels house. for the witch has made the giants no larger than me, and the Witch is just about 10 snip the candy heart out Of Rsggedy Ann's cotton stuffed body"
 T should say We must hurry!"
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already were, I gave her q laugh in caution as we came to the clump of bushes which surrounded the Dur kee kitchen door.
 Try not to look so worried, Mother, dear" ] urged, Remember there's no need for anyone in the house to suspect anything. We shall see no more of this man for a week, and by that time we can evolve some plan for dealing with him"
 "Pn try" she faltered. "but--I- l must tell you about-about-"
 Her voice trailed off into a gasp ing little sigh, and I felt her body sagging, Luckyly I had kept one arm around her, and l was able to keep her from falling, as she crum- pied and lay, apparently lifeless against me.
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give 1t, It is Marta Selwyn.
 I fell in love with her on the screen and went over to the lot on purpose to ask her over to my house.
 Since then I have studied her carefully. There is something in her face that I would like to read. know from looking into her clear, yet somewhat world-weary eyes, eyes that show enough interest and enthusiasm. to still question that some of her experiences must have been soul-scorching. But for all that her mouth does not reveal any hardness and her complexion has much of the fresh ness of youth. l knew she had a story.
 How Dick laughed at me when I told him of my theory that ugly, selfish. suspicious thoughts and &C., tion worked havoc with ones com- plexion.
 "You can hardly tell what a man or woman will be before 40, but believe, Dick, that I can tell what a man or woman has been by look ing into his or her face after 40.
 Now I know" I went on full of my theory, that poor Mrs. Selwyn has a face made beautiful by sad experience"
 Dick told me I was too fanciful, but as though to make my theory come true the next afternoon, Mrs. selwyn told me this story. am writing this to you because I have made a scenario out of 1t and Dick is going to put 1t on for me. Copyright, 1925, NEA Service,
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 TOMORROW -- This letter con-
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--------FABLEs ON HEALTH ---
 SALT IN THE BATH

A handful of salt, preferably sea salt, thrown in the bath water, helps to prevent one from catching cold afterward, Mrs. Mann learned in her next lesson on the bath.
 Salt also is a good tonic for the skin. An ounce of ammonia mixed with the water is excellent for un- strung nerves. But ammonia is not very conducive to beauty. so it should not be used frequently.
 Use of bran or cornmeal bags in the bath is very good for the skin. These not only soften the water, but also the skin, and they cost
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(To Be Continucd)
SUIT OVER COLLISION

Thomas w Crosby and Anna N Crosby of this city have been suec for $l25 damages by Barnet Sega of Hartford, the action arising iron collision on December 29, 1924 at the corner of West Main and Washington streets, of the plaintiffs automobile and one owned by Anna NJ. Crosby and driven by Thomas W Crosby. The plaintiff alleges thi was due to negligence of the defend ants The writ was issued by Saul Berman and served by Constable Fred Wrinkle. It Is returnabie in the city court of Hartford the first Monday of March.
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but a cent or two.
 An excellent bath bag is made as follows:
 Make the bag from cheesecloth. and put running string in it. Save all pieces of toilet soap, and when they are perfectly dry, pound to a powder.
 Mix four tablespoonfuls of borax with four ounces of the soap, and stir this mixture into four quarts of bran.
 A half pint of this mixture, tied in a bag, should be used for each bath. using the bag as a wash cloth.
New Britain herald., 1925-01-31

tongues harsher. One by one the crowed dropped out, but they started no more dancing.
 All the musical instruments he had ever heard started to play every song he had ever heard at once. Alden Talbot Drake smiled~a fool ish smile, wagged a silly head. and two barmen dumped him on the bench beside Joe Bunting, already asleep.
 The girls began to drift away. Mag looked at Drake quite earnest ly, for Mag,
 I'm goin' t get a cab for 'im." she stated. "'E ain't our sort. Els gent. e is. I'm goin' t send i'm 'ome."
 She founced out into the thick night. The barmen looked at the landlord. He swept his eye swiftly around the somnolent crowd. count ing them.
 Take i'm upstairs" he ordered. If that 'ussy brings a keb, 'e's gorn 'ome, see?"
 CHAPTER "
 A Dude Like That.
 Of one thing Drake was sure, when beam of hot morning sun- light stabbed him into wakefulness: He was alive. That he was certain of; because, afterwards, he recalled wishing he were dead. The sun came through a dirty window. It burned his eyes. It made his head throb. It reminded him that he had played the giddy goat in Sailortown.
 Great Caesars Ghost. what a head" he groaned. He tried to sit up. He could not. He knew he lay on some sort of a couch, because his hand, groping beside him, felt no floor. He lifted the hand; it weighed fifty tons. His wrist watch was gone. With that, his hand must have weighed five thousand tons. He shook his head, He seemed to be in a room. There was window. The sun shone brilliantly. It must be well on in the forenoon. He knew he had a fob watch, as well as the wrist watch. He felt for it, but his hand fell listlessly toward the floor again.
 T must have drunk cyanide. This must be Hell" he chuckled. Some how, he felt amused at his plight. If only he knew what time 1t was. If only he had a drink. He stared through a yellow shawl of dust pat termed sunbeams, out of the dirty window. There was a long jibboom, with jibs furled upon it, spiking out over the street from the dock be- yond the high brick wall. A dis tortion in the window glass focused the light in a squat red circle. He laughed, foolishly. It was the fat red face of Joe Bunting smiFking at him. He tried again to rise, and fell back with his head ringing hor- ribly.
 Thank my lucky stars l wasn't Shanghaied, anyhow" was his pain ful but thankful prayer. If I only had a big jug of water. Oh, Lord!"
 Voices sounded outside the room. They were at the door. One was a roaring, storm bred voice, It was pouting bitter briny profanity. The
 DOT opened. Drake turned leadenly 0 look. There was a big blond man gearing a pilot jacket, and the landlord. They were angry. He felt only mildly interested. He tried to ask for water, but was not sure that they heard him.
 "I paid you to get me twelve men!" roared the big blond man. You welshed me, you crimpin' crook"
 Yer lyin', Mister Stevens" shout ed the landlord. unafraid. T sot
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Madge Finds Something Familiar

Madge Finds Something Familiar About the Tramp.
 watched the retreating back of the tramp who had claimed 10 be Dickys brother, with a feeling of panic. In his gait as he walked away there was the same elusive memory haunting quality, which had noticed in his mocking bow. Elusive only for the moment, however. Too well knew, after seconds search ing of my memory where I had seen those mapnerisms before. They were Dicky's own, only exaggerated, and the knowledge turned me a bit faint as I realized what the resemblance implied.
 Subconscously I had cherished ~ N~''"F 'Nat the man who had de-
 of Mother Graham
 npostor even though
 Of him had been to be disputed, But these mannerismS, so like Dickys were not recently acquired, They were very part of the man, and if they were not natural, they could Lave been fitted 10 him, only by long association with my husband, The latter hypothesis, of course, I knew to be false. and the sickening convic- ton came to me that the tramp ex-convict by his own admision-- was inded Dicky's brother and Juniors uncle.
 I always have been proud of Juniors heritage of God-fearing, clean-living ancestors. Now the thought of this vicious blot upon his line turned me a bit faint. But a tremulous touch upon my arm re- minded me that I had something on hand more important than specula- ton. 1 turned, forcing a smile to my lips, as I slipped an encouraging
 "nd my mother-in-law.
 All Overt"
 over. Mother, dear" I ony back to the house 'Is he realy gone ?" she quavered. Really and truly" smiled, sup porting her along the path, now clear, toward the footbridge connect
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etable Compound and it has made new woman of me. keep it in the house all the time now and won't be- without it. My weight got down to 70 pounds and now it is 132JS pounds. give the Vegetable Compound the raise and hope that women will real ze the good in it." - Mrs. MyRA JENKINS, 593 North Front Street, Middleport, Ohio.
 Over 200, 1000 women have so far re- piled to this question, "Have you re- ceived benefit from taking Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound2"
 98 out of every 100 of the replies say 'fYes, "and because the Vegeta- ble Compound has been helping other women it should help you. For sale by druggists everywhere.
New Britain herald., 1925-01-31
Letter from Beatrice Summers to
 Sally Atherton

Letter rom BeatrlCe summers 10
 Sally Atherton
 My Dear Sally: From the letters you have written me lately l have decided that we of the moving pie ture colony, whom everyone seems to think are different from every one else, are just human beings after all. We eat and sleep and love and hate and live and die out here in Hollywood just as they do in Pittsburg or Kalamazoo, New York or Cairo.
 Poor Leslie. I am sorry for her. I never could understand Jacks great appeal to her, but I heard yester- day that one of the moving picture queens had said that she could not understand my appeal to Dick. So I guess these kind of conundrums will have to be left unsoved.
 I have made the acquaintance, since I have been here, of very charming woman. She is a woman about the age of Leslies mother. She IS playing grande danes Tn one of the companies on the lot. Dick makes fun of me because he says that I have picked out the oldest and staidest woman in Hollywood to be my friend. But l can't help it. l have missed my mother so much although I was quite young when she died,
 She has been a very wealthy wom- an, a child of an old and very aris- tocratic family, who married a young salesman in her father's en- ploy.
 He died some years ago and left her penniless, so the story goes.
 She has a very dignitied and charming presence and you have seen her often on the screen. You will recognize her name when l
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better run home just as fast as yo, can or l shall put you in a stuff. closet and just let you stay ther, for years and years"
 So Raggedy Andy jumped to his feet and ran as fast as he could run and the magical hobby horse followed him too, for he did not care to be put in a stuffy closet any more than Raggedy Andy.
 We will run to- the home of Mir. FiMt.' Ragsedy Andy said. He will help us rescue Raggedy Ann and the giants!"
New Britain herald., 1925-01-31

Breakfast -- Halves of grape- fruit, broiled bacon. eggs poached in milk on toast, graham toast, milk, coffee.
 Luncheon - Cereal loaf, tomato sauce, minced cabbage with lemon juice, graham bread and butter sandwiches. chocolate meringue pie, milk, tea.
 Dinner - Boiled mutton. mashed turnips and potatoes, creamed onions, head lettuce with Russian dressing, lemon sponge. marguer- ites. bran rolls, currant jelly, milk. coffee.
 Children under school age should be served grapefruit juice half an hour before eating breakfast.
 Cereal Loaf
 One and one-half cups cooked hominy grits, 3-4 cup finely chopped peanuts, 1-3 cup coarse stale bread crumbs. tablespoon catsup, i table spoon minced onion, 3 tablespoons minced celery, 1 egg, 1-2 teaspoon salt.
 Beat egg, add bread crumbs, nuts, catsup, onion, celery and salt. Re- heat cereal and when very hot stir In the first mixture. Pour into buttered baking dish and bake half an houN in hot oven. Serve with tomato sauce.
 Minced Cabbage with Lemon Juice
 Shred cabbage very fine. Let stand in very cold salt water for one hour. Drain and rinse in cold clear water. Drain and dry between towels. To one cup of shredded cab. bage add two teaspoons sugar. one. half teaspoon salt and two table. spoons lemon juice. Crush with a wooden spoon or potato masher Mix well and add more lemon juice to suit your taste. Serve with a dash of paprika over each portion.
 Chocolate Mermgue, Pie
 Two cups milk, l cup sugar. 4 tablespoons grated chocolate, 3 eggs. 2 tablespoons cornstarch, IA teaspoon salt, 1 teaspoon vanilla. plain pastry.
 Melt chocolate in top of double boiler over hot water. Slowly add milk, stirring constantly. Mix sugar, salt and cornstarch thoroughly. Beat one whole egg and the yolks of two eggs. Add dry ingredients and beat well. Combine milk mix ture with egg mixture. Add vanilla and pour into a deep pie dish lined with unbaked pastry. Bake in a moderate oven for 25 minutes. Beat the whites of two eggs until stiff and dry with two tablespoons cold water. Beat in six tablespoons sugar and spread over pie. Bake eight minutes in a moderate oven unti delicately brown
 Marguerites Two eggs (whites). 6 tablespoons sugar, 1-2 cup chopped nuts. 1-2 cup seeded and chopped raisins, 2 tablespoons cold water, 1-S tea spoon salt. sslted crackers. Beat whites of eggs until stiff and dry with cold water. Beat in sugar and salt. Fold in nuts and raisins |
New Britain herald., 1925-01-31
MADE A NEW
 WOMAN OF HER
That Is What Lydia E. Pink hams Vegetable Compound
 Did for Mrs. Jenkins
Middleport, Ohio. -"I am going through the Change of Life and am

taking Lydia E.
 Pinkham's Vege- table Compound for the troubles that come at that time. Igot so run down l could scarcely do my work and I keep a rooming house and
 have a family of eight to take care of. A friend told me about theVeg-
New Britain herald., 1925-01-31
DAILY FASHION SERVICE - EMBRO OIDERY ON THIS

The lower edge of this tunic has a wide fitted band of eyelet em- broidery and several kinds of mesh lace which gives a delightfully."- light and summery effect. The material is blue georgotte crepe.
New Britain herald., 1925-01-31
Olive oil Polish

Here's way to take ont marks caused by setting hot dishes on your table. Make thin paste of olive oil and salt. spread it over the mark, and leave 1t for an hour. When you rub it off, the mark will come off.
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That skin disease in 25 horizontal could almost be "the highest point" with the change of only one letter. This hint should help you get 1t.
 HORIZONTAL l. Fuel.
 4. Total.
 6. Flat boat.
 g.. Sour. II. Musical poems. 13. Not any. IS. Yourself. 16. Rodent. 17. Toward. IS. Last. 20. Concerning. 22. Viscous liquid. 23. Soil. 25. Skin disease. 27. Organs of sight. 2S. Anger. 30. Number of beasts together. 33.. Twice five. S5. A beverage. 34. To weary or annoy. 37. Fisherman's snare. 80. A talk. 42. Prickiy seed cases. A. Brief satire. A5. Male child. 4s. To acknowledge. 4s. Black beetle. 51. That man. 52. Insect. 63. Structure to hold back water. 55. Personal pronoun. 56. Entrance. 57. Periods of time. 69. Twelve o'clock. so. Body of water. 61. Very small body of water.
 VERTICAL l. Round pyramid. 9 Near. 8. To set.
 4. To shock.
 5. First part of day.
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Tn Celery

Peanut butter makes a very good stutfing for celery, particularly if you work 1t up with a little salad dressing,
New Britain herald., 1925-01-31
Egg Poacller

EgS POdCher If you have no poacher in which to poach eggs you will find that a greased cup, set in a pan of hot water makes an acceptable substi- ute.
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Cossip;s Corner
Sticky Cork

Put a little glycerine over the surface of the cork you use in the glue bottle and it will never stick.
New Britain herald., 1925-01-31
q Takes up Dust

Takes up Dust
 Throw bits of moistened news paper over the floor before you sweep. It will take up the dust and save your throat and hands.